Chapter 49: Entering the Land of the Bowl

But the king could not wait.

As a king, taxes are the foundation of the country, and if he can't collect taxes, he can't do anything even if he has the posture of a hero.

He knew that it was no problem for the prime minister and minister to handle government affairs, but it was difficult to overcome difficulties like the crown prince, but it was difficult to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

Therefore, he asked the prince: "You have found a problem, is there a solution?"

"Erchen thinks that the East is the Celestial Empire of China, with abundant products, and it happens to communicate with our country, so we should first pass through the Oriental Persimmon Valley, open up the route of communication with China, trade with each other, communicate with each other, and our country's commercial tax will be high. ”

Huaxia is the kingdom of the Celestial Empire, although the monarchs and ministers have not seen it, but they have heard of it, especially the King of Qin of the Tang Dynasty, who has great military achievements and his reputation has spread to Zhu Ziguo, which is really like thunder.

If you can trade with such a big country, this tax will definitely be indispensable.

Thinking of this, the king couldn't help but be shocked, and immediately issued a decree to give Lin Zhao full authority to open up the eastward route and facilitate the opening of trade routes.

As for the prime minister and the household department, it was natural to gather merchant travelers and urge them to trade with the East.

Lin Zhao received the order, and then took a brigade of men and horses, assisted by Wang Qinian and others, and left the royal city and galloped to the east.

In fact, this was negotiated between Lin Zhao and the king.

After all, Lin Zhao has great powers and always sits in the capital, and the king instinctively feels that the throne is unstable, so it is better to continue to send him out according to the usual strategy.

And you can't go west.

Then go east.

Lin Zhaonai was a cavalryman, and his speed was many times faster than that of the people who learned the scriptures step by step, and it only took seven or eight days to reach the Seven Peerless Mountains.

Sure enough, I saw that the mountain path of seven or eight hundred miles, only one of the two sides of the persimmon valley was connected, and it was already full of blockages, and it was foul-smelling, and the officers and soldiers under his command changed color together.

Wang Qinian also looked worried, and said to Lin Zhao: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, this thin persimmon valley is full of rotten persimmons, don't talk about clearing them, just by getting close, they can be smoked to death." ”

Lin Zhao said lightly: "The soldiers are here to fight, and in this kind of valley that smokes the dead, naturally there can be no mortals to do it." ”

He paused, and then said: "Tell me to go down, find a place where you can't smell the smell, set up camp, prepare extra food for everyone, and I will go and ask the great gods to come and clean up this thin persimmon valley." ”

"But I don't know who His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will invite?" Wang Qinian asked curiously.

"You'll know when he arrives!"

Lin Zhao smiled faintly, supervised everyone to set up camp, and instructed Wang Qinian to lead the army and not to make trouble.

In the original work, this rare persimmon valley is Zhu Bajie's appearance of the law and the earth, turning into a behemoth pig, arching all the way to eat, arching the 800-mile valley cleanly, which can be regarded as receiving this stinky work.

But now that he is still a teenager, I don't know if this Zhu Bajie has gone down to earth.

But there is another guy whose mana is stronger than that of the old pig, if he comes to arch this thin persimmon valley, he is afraid that he will do it faster than Zhu Bajie!

This person should currently be living in the Moyun Cave of Jilei Mountain in the Honbo Country.

Lin Zhao had already made a plan and went to visit the Bull Demon King.

No matter what means are used, he will be recruited.

......

Everything was arranged, Lin Zhao got into a luxury carriage, which was controlled by Hu Fei and galloped away.

They took a small road, which could only accommodate one carriage to pass by.

It is not suitable for trade at all.

The carriage walked slowly forward for seven days before passing through the Seven Peerless Mountains and coming to the east of the Ling.

He has entered the boundaries of the land of the Honpo.

Looking at this valley mouth, it seems that there were several buildings originally.

But now, overgrown with weeds and broken wells, no one has been here for a long time.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Lin Zhao has supernatural powers, and his perception is so keen, as long as he thinks about it, it is a bee flying by ten miles away, and he can sense it immediately.

"To the east, fifty miles away, there is the smell of fighting. ”

Lin Zhao lifted the curtain of the car, and the carriage immediately stopped smoothly, showing the driving skills of the car driver.

"Your Highness!"

Hu Fei said respectfully.

Lin Zhao glanced at him and said with a smile: "You just wait here, I'll be back soon." ”

"Yes, Your Highness!" Hu Fei said.

Lin Zhao was stunned, and rose directly into the sky, swept over the tops of a cluster of trees, and turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the east.

He has extraordinary powers, treading water without a trace to reach the most complete state, and the distance of fifty miles can be reached in the blink of an eye. At this time, without divine sense, Lin Zhao could see that there were seven or eight men and women, besieged by a group of goblins.

These goblins are not tall in stature, and their mana is not strong, but after all, they are all cultivated into essences, each of them is armed with swords and guns, their bodies are strong, they act quickly, their moves are fierce, they are very ruthless, and their martial arts are not weak, and there are many of them, there are hundreds of people. And the seven or eight men and women, not very old, but about twenty, did not panic in the face of a group of goblins.

It seems that he is also a cultivator, with excellent martial arts, and some people are even proficient in spells.

Sharp swords, darts, steel knives, firmly resist the attacks of the elves. There are also people who sacrifice fire talismans, and instantly release more than a dozen fire dragons, forcing back more than a dozen little monsters.

The demeanor is very orderly and tacit. Especially the first man and a woman, both of whom are young masters, and every time they slash out, they hit a goblin.

But these goblins are also fierce and will not retreat from the fight to the death.

Lin Zhao's eyes narrowed.

In his opinion, this group of young boys and girls should be the elite children of the royal clan of this bowl, in terms of personal martial arts and cultivation, each of them is above every goblin, but helplessly, there are hundreds of goblins in this group of goblins, and although the elite of this group of royal clans is strong in martial arts and has no low mana, after all, they are young and the heat is insufficient, and if they drag on for a long time, after all, there will be a moment when their skills are exhausted.

Especially the two female disciples, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape**.

Without thinking about it, Lin Zhao rushed down directly.

This group of royal elites fought against hundreds of goblins, even if these seven or eight young people of the royal clan were heinous, he had to help them kill those goblins.

"Bang. ”

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old, dressed in red, delicate and cute girl, waved her hand to "show the way to the immortals", the tricks were exquisite, the tip of the sword trembled, and also released two electric lights, crackling, after forcing back the two goblins, she couldn't help but gasp for breath, and said coquettishly:

"Senior sister, I'm dying, when will Senior Brother's support arrive?"

Several young men and women on the other side also hurriedly said:

"Yes, Third Senior Brother, Senior Sister, there are too many monsters, we have only killed twenty or thirty people, and there are more than a hundred people at the moment, if Senior Brother can't support us, I'm afraid we won't be able to last long." ”

Led by a tall, sturdy woman dressed in a samurai outfit, frowning lightly:

"The wolf smoke has been sent out, and the senior brother is in the Seven Peerless City, he came with helpers, but I am afraid that it will take half an hour. ”

"The signal has been sent, with the distance of fifty or sixty miles from the Seven Peerless Cities here, it will take an hour for the masters of the royal family to come here. ”

"What?"

The crowd was desperate.