The Human Emperor Chapter 812: Xueyang Palace incident! (A)
Chapter 811 Twelve [Ninth more! 】
Wang Chong is awkward, yes, everyone's fate is determined by themselves. Although Xu Qiqin is different from him and doesn't know what will happen in the future, everything just made her right. The end of the prince is actually the same whether he is there or not. In contrast, no matter what he does, there is no influence for him.
As Xu Qiqin said, fate is up to you.
"Haha, OK, do n’t talk about this matter. Let ’s talk about the Western Regions, this thing can only be solved by you. In addition, I also hope that Turkic Horse Merchant Hu Luyige will be left to you to handle, we have just completed the first One batch, there are several batches of warhorse transactions in the future. In addition, Sindhi's Hyderabad will also handle it for me. The money of City of Steel is almost the same. Now we can only think of ways from warhorse and other aspects. "
Wang Chong.
"hē hē, in fact, it is far less troublesome. If you are short of money, just sell the City of Steel on Triangle Jag to the country, or build another City of Steel in an adjacent location and sell that city to Royal Court. . Now you only master the City of Steel construction technology. And if you can build a base on Plateau and block U-Tsang People, then no matter how much money, I believe that the every(one) adults on Royal Court and Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Civil Affairs will be willing to pay for it. Down. "
Xu Qiqin smiled suddenly. There was a weightlifting in his expression that was easy to handle and convincing. It seemed that nothing in the world could hold her back.
"Buy a city?"
Wang Chong's eyes brightened and they turned back sharply. Although Xu Qiqin is known to be the queen of logistics, but Wang Chong did not expect that her brain was so big that she could think of such a method. In Great Tang, due to the backward construction methods, the construction of a city is often time-consuming and labor-intensive. After spending a huge price, it is often empty.
In contrast, Wang Chong's City of Steel seems to be costly, but compared with a city of the same area, it saves a lot because of a lot of man-hour savings. The most important thing is that the war defense function of City of Steel is unmatched by any city. This is exactly what every(one) adults in Royal Court need most.
"It's not just that. Since you can negotiate with Sindhi People and become their exclusive agent on Central Plains, why not use the same thing on your City of Steel? And if you worry that they will learn your City of Steel With technology, after the completion, the entire city walls can be poured with iron sauce, welded together, and then the drawings can be burned. People in the Western Regions are far less clever than Han people, even if they get the drawings, they may not Yes. And without the huge steel output support, it is also useless to know the secret. "
Xu Qiqin The skirt was lightly swung, stood up from the seat, and slowly walked behind Wang Chong. The light waves in her beautiful eyes reveal infinite intelligence and wisdom, and a deep insight into everything:
"... But the Western Regions are different. The place is barren and many places are rocky. Your City of Steel is very useful here. In addition, the Western Regions are very rich, with countless gems, pearls, and agates. No matter how much you ask, I believe they will buy it. Not only that, it is not only the western countries that need City of Steel, but also Sindhi. It is not necessary to use gold for goods trading. You build a City of Steel for them in exchange for Hyderabad. Wootz Steel is also totally acceptable. And I believe they are very willing to accept it. After all, I heard that Sindhi is often attacked by other countries. This way your transactions can be more long-term. "
"Ha ha, good! It really is our talented girl of Great Tang, the future logistics Empress, leave it to you to operate it."
Wang Chong looked at Xu Qiqin, his eyes were getting brighter, and finally he couldn't help laughing.
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Time passes slowly, and everything else in the Beijing Normal School is unknown except Wang Chong and King Song. A few days later, at night, Simon of Imperial Palace wobbled and staggered, walking out of Imperial Palace with a little drunkness. The elongated figure was illuminated by the lantern behind him, pulling the old shadow on the ground.
Come, get another cup! Over it! Full again ...
From a distance, just listening to the man muttering to himself, speaking the clear words that only he can hear. If you look closely, you will see that the man is wearing an official hat, his cheeks are red, and he is obviously drunk.
Xia Yuan Festival, come, everyone, Your Highness.
The weather is getting colder and fewer people are walking on the street. Only three or two people are walking to the busy street. But despite this, every side of the street, every household has a billowing white steam, and the steam reveals the aroma of cabbage and meat fillings. On October 15th, the Xiayuan Festival is a day of sacrifice to the ancestors of the ancestors and the three officials Great Emperor.
On this day, all the bazaars in the folk will end early. All the people will return home to eat dumplings with cabbage and meat, and worship the sages.
Well, isn't that Zuo Fu shooting Lord Yang?
Suddenly a grunting carriage came from my ear. On the street, the man glanced up drunkenly, and saw a carriage with purple curtains, and did not know when he stopped by. The carriage curtain opened in the carriage, and a middle-aged man with a hooded hat leaned out of it.
Although he is in casual clothes, there is an official power that ordinary people don't have.
Master Xia? Why are you here
Yang Chao took a nap.
Master Yang, on such a cold day, why are you alone here? Walk around, everyone is here, just send you one, come up!
Xia Yanshu called in the carriage.
Yang Chao was drunk and was about to refuse. Suddenly, one hand stretched out of the carriage and pulled him into the carriage. Going, Yang Chao only heard a cry in his ear, and then the wheels turned, and he drove forward.
Yang Chao was a little drunk, he didn't care where the carriage passed, and where he finally got there. Just remember that when the carriage stopped, the two figures swung him out of the carriage, all the way. Taken to the restaurant.
Unlike the cold on the streets outside, the restaurant is steaming like warm spring. In the restaurant, there are long tables of about two feet and four inches. The tables are made of fine sandalwood, and a layer of varnish is applied to maintain the original fine texture of the sandalwood. Woody fragrance.
On both sides of the table, white mist lingers, and there are silhouettes, either wearing hoees or casual clothes, sitting at the table casually. The table was filled with steaming food and drink. When Yang Chao came in, everyone apparently already drank for a while. He didn't take a closer look. Under the leadership of Xia Yanshu, he found a spot and sat down.
Aside, someone had handed him a wine glass, chopsticks, and a plate, and someone picked up a jug and filled him with a full glass.
Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, Ms. Cao and Ms. Zhang are here too. I'll pay two glasses of wine.
Xia Yanshu's familiar voice came from his ears, which seemed to be far away. If not, Yang Chao smiled, waved his hand, took the wine glass on the table and drank it, and he didn't care.
Go, go!
Yang Chao is full of interest, coupled with the warmth and warmth in the restaurant, the atmosphere is strong. Listening to the staggering sounds in the ears, he unconsciously receives influence. He simply picks up the wine glass on the table. Drink for yourself and have fun.
I tell you, the four princes are too presumptuous. Imperial Palace explicitly prohibits horse riding. He actually took the horse to the official road ...
I do n’t know how long, just when Yang Chao was drinking well, a drunken voice suddenly came from the other corner of the restaurant, the voice was extremely high, and there was a burst of resentment.
Four princes?
Yang Chao took a nap, and immediately noticed the voice. He was familiar with it, and he had a vague impression, as if he was a small official in the Bureau of Economics and Trade. The man was still talking and scolding.
The prince is amazing, the prince looks down on people! The horseshoe didn't even look at it, almost stepped on me!
While scolding and screaming, the man was drinking alcohol, and looked more drunk than Yang Chao. Someone seemed to be advising him, but the man was still reluctant to keep talking and didn't know what he was talking about:
Although every prince may inherit Great Lineage, it is impossible for him to reach the throne in his lifetime and ride a horse in Imperial Palace. Does he think he is Turkic People? Pooh!
wēng!
The original noisy restaurant was suddenly quiet, and everyone looked at the drunken official.
Which official is this? It's too presumptuous.
Yang Chao listened to the man's curse and didn't know why he was so angry.
He searched for memories in his mind, faintly remembered something, Zhou Yan, the secretary of the Bureau of Economics and Economics, a small official with a large mung bean and sesame seeds, who seemed to have done Ministry of Revenue Yuanwailang before, but later on the official court. Depressed all the time, from Ministry of Revenue Yuan Wailang to the Secretary of the Bureau of Economics and Economics, he made a small official who recorded the entry and exit of the officials of the Department of Economics and Economics.
However, Zhou Zhen seems drunk, and all the depressions roar out on this occasion. And speaking more and more.
There have been rumors in the palace that the four princes have the bloodline of Turkic People. In my opinion, he is the descendant of Hu People. Horse riding in the palace, but also on the official road, just because of this virtue, in-court inside and outside, which fool will support him? Tomorrow I will tell the emperor that he will never sit on this throne!
Zhou Xuan cursed and grinned.
Presumptuous!
Yang Chao became more and more angry, and finally couldn't help but shoot up and scolded:
A small secretary of the Bureau of Economics and Economics, here is a lot of words, can you stigmatize the four princes? The fourth prince Yingming God Martial, why ca n’t you do Emperor? You do n’t support him. Someone supports him, and there are a lot of people who support him.
Yang Chao said more and more urgently, his face was drunk and hazy, and he became more and more red. He gave a voice, took the drink in his hand, and said:
Oh! Who supports him? Just you Yang Chao? Can you tell me? Can you tell me? Tell you, the four princes are not worthy to be princes, and they are not qualified to inherit Great Lineage as Emperor!
Zhou Zheng cursed there, his voice was louder than Yang Chao.
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