As soon as Ji Wen left, Yan Zhuang excitedly said to An Lushan: "Lord, a monstrous wealth is just around the corner, will the lord take it?"

An Lushan asked in confusion: "What do you say, sir?"

Yan Zhuang smiled mysteriously, and explained: "That's what Master Fang Caiji said!"

An Lushan recalled and asked, "But the treasury is empty, and the spring tax in the south has not been collected?"

Yan Zhuang nodded and said, "Not bad!"

An Lushan thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "What is the wealth here?"

Yan solemnly smiled confidently and said, "It is a monstrous wealth!"

An Lushan frowned, and said impatiently: "Sir, don't sell it! If you have anything to say, just say it directly!"

Yan Zhuang saw the look on An Lushan's face, his heart suddenly burst, and he said secretly: "Oops! Get carried away! Although the lord can listen to people, he will never want to be too dull in front of his subordinates!"

So, Yan Zhuang hurriedly lowered his posture and carefully explained to An Lushan: "A few months ago, because of the establishment of the city's shipping division, there was a hot and unusual land trade in the south, and the land that was originally tens of hundreds of acres was speculated to thousands or even tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of acres!"

An Lushan was surprised: "I have seen the matter of the city and the city in the palace newspaper, but is the price of this land really so high?"

Yan Zhuang knew that his lord was a rough man, and he was usually good at dancing with knives and guns, so he must not be interested in these businessmen, not to mention what happened thousands of miles away in the south.

"Naturally, it's true! There are also many merchants from the north and south in Pinglu City, most of whom have personally participated in this transaction, and a few of them have earned millions of yuan in family fortune and have become one of the richest businessmen in Pinglu City!" Yan Zhuang replied with an affirmative face.

"Then what does this have to do with the emptiness of the treasury and the uncollected spring tax?" An Lushan asked.

Yan Zhuang replied with a smile: "The proprietor doesn't know, the spring tax in the south can't come up, I'm afraid it's because after the land price skyrocketed, the farmers were obsessed with speculating on the land and had no intention of farming, which led to the abandonment of the fields, and if the farming time was missed, there would be no grain to pay at all!"

An Lushan nodded and said, "If there is a chance to get rich overnight, these mud-legged people naturally don't want to farm honestly!"

If this is the case, then there must still be a lot of cultivated land in the south that has not yet been sown, and even if some people foresee it and start to rush to plant seeds, I am afraid that this year's autumn tax will also become a problem, after all, the tens of millions of people in the south also want to eat grain!"

"In this way, there will be a huge gap in the grain supply of the entire Datang this year, and once there is a shortage of grain, the price of grain will inevitably skyrocket! If the lord starts hoarding grain now, he will be able to make a lot of money at that time!" Yan Zhuang looked at An Lushan Road with burning eyes.

"As for the truth or falsity of the news that Lord Ji Wen said, the lord does not need to doubt it! Lord Ji suddenly ascended to a high position, and his reputation was not good in the past, and he must have no acquaintances around him now, and he has a depression in his heart, and there is no one to say, so as soon as he heard that the lord came to Beijing, he rushed to pay a visit. In this way, the possibility that Ji Wen was instructed by someone has been greatly ruled out, and this news is naturally not a trick to attract people! And the specific facts in the south only need to send people south to investigate! Even if the officials in the city do not tell the truth, it is impossible to hide whether the crops growing in the fields are raw or ripe at a glance!"

After talking about the benefits, he immediately analyzed the risks, Yan Zhuang is well versed in the way of strategists, and he is also conscientious in doing things.

An Lushan was greatly moved after listening, Pinglu is located in the border area, there is a lack of people, the property is not abundant, just by reselling some furs and medicinal materials, the profits obtained are far from enough for An Lushan's expenses, and now there is a chance to make a big profit, naturally I don't want to let it go!

"It's just that where should we store grain from? How much copper money is expected to be spent? Pinglu alone can't produce much grain!" An Lushan is also a shrewd person, and he immediately grasped the key point.

Yan Zhuang thought for a while and said: "Now that the news has not spread, the price of grain is still stable, but once we go to the major grain-producing places to buy it on a large scale, I am afraid that this news will not be hidden!

"Then what are you talking about!" An Lushan said angrily.

"Don't worry!" Yan Zhuang smiled, and then asked, "Do you know the meaning of your entry into Beijing this time?"

An Lushan lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said, "Could it be for the position of Fan Yangjie's envoy?"

"The lord is Mingjian! As soon as Zhang Shouqi died, now the post of Fan Yang Jiedu is vacant, but the saint is unwilling to give it to others, this is the opportunity for the lord!" Yan Zhuang praised.

"But a certain family is already an envoy of the Pinglu Festival, one person is also two towns, and the entire Tang Dynasty has never existed, right?" An Lushan said with some unimaginability.

"As long as you are willing to work hard, you don't have to worry about what can't be done!" Yan Zhuang said in a tempting tone.

"The key is whether the lord has this ambition!"

When An Lushan heard this, the doubts in his eyes gradually faded and turned into strong desires.

When Yan Zhuang saw this, he was overjoyed, and then said: "Fan Yang is a place where grain is produced, as long as the lord takes Fan Yang, why worry about having no food in his hands?"

"Who should I look for?" An Lushan's eyes burst out with a seeping light of desire, and after making up his mind, he asked.

"Yang Zhao, Yang Guozhong!" Yan Zhuang said without thinking.

"Can he?" An Lushan asked with a look of disbelief.

Yan Zhuang replied: "Don't worry, my lord!

Afraid that An Lushan would not understand, Yan Zhuang continued to explain: " There are only three prime ministers who can influence the appointment of a town festival envoy in the court, Lin Xiang is the left minister and in charge of the military department, and his nomination will definitely be valued, but if Li is the opposite, he will be rested, and Lin Xiang's current form will never dare to compete with Li Xiang head-on, as for Xu Xiang's initial position, and Li Xiang has just been placed together, now he must not want to cause more trouble, no matter who Lin Xiang nominates will not object, not to mention that he is not in his position and does not seek his own government, Xu Xiang does not have much confidence in this matter. ”

"For this reason, we only need to get Lin Xiang's nomination, and then ensure that Li Xiang will not object!"

"How?" An Lushan asked eagerly.

"Li Xiang can let Master Ji go to talk about one or two, now the generals of the Tang Dynasty have their own lineage, in addition to the family background, and the civil officials of the Hanmen have little contact, although Li Xiang is a royal nobleman, but in the early years, he was mixed in the market, and he has never been accepted by the emperor's relatives and relatives, and there are few cronies and generals in his hands, we just need to let Lord Ji pass on a trace of his intention to join Li Xiang, presumably Li Xiang will not refuse. ”

"As for Lin Xiang, now that he is weak, he must follow the will of the Holy Lord everywhere in the matter of nomination, so that he will not be ignored by others. Therefore, if you want to accomplish this, the key lies in the saint!"

"And the saint is now easy to use the Hu general, the lord's identity as a Hu person will definitely add a lot of color, as long as the saint is willing to belong to the lord, the big thing can be done!"

"The Holy Lord has entered Beijing this time, but I am afraid that I already have the idea of letting the Lord take over as the envoy of Fan Yang Festival, but at the same time, I have recruited Wang Zhonghei to come, how to fight for it! The Holy Lord has been increasingly pampering the noble concubine Yang recently, if Yang Guifei can blow the wind to the Holy Lord by the pillow and mention the main father, then the main prince will take over any matter!"

Yan Zhuang generally told An Lushan about this matter in detail, and An Lushan was satisfied when he heard it!

"Mr. is really the ovary of a certain family!"

When Yan Zhuang heard this, his eyes lit up, and he looked at An Lushan, who was smiling and smiling, and his heart moved, so he blurted out: "If the lord takes the Fanyang Festival envoy, he will be in two towns at that time, and he will have hundreds of thousands of strong soldiers under his command, with money and food, just wait for the world to change......"

"Shut up! I've never heard of this either! The saint treats a certain kindness like a mountain, and a certain family is by no means such an ungrateful villain!" When An Lushan heard this, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted, interrupting Yan Zhuang's demagogic words, but the intriguing light in the depths of his pupils could not escape Yan Zhuang's eyes.

Yan Zhuang smiled in his heart, but he was busy and said in fear: "The subordinates should be damned! The subordinates should be damned! The subordinates just drank a few more glasses, talking nonsense!"

An Lushan said with a straight face: "It's good to know! Don't mention this kind of thing in the future!"

"Yes, yes, my subordinates know!" replied solemnly, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Ambition is never innate, and the absence of ambition is just because there is no corresponding strength! Once you have that kind of strength, the slightest desire in your heart will radiate into a strong ambition!

"Uncle, the saint beckoned, the palace people who delivered the message have arrived at the post station!" Outside the house, the white-robed young general changed into his regular clothes, knocked on the door and shouted into the house.

A moment later, the door opened, and An Lushan and Yan Zhuang walked out.

"Where are the people?" An Lushan asked.

"Wait in the hall!" replied the white-robed general.

"My lord, you first enter the palace to face the saint, and the matter you have just discussed, your subordinates still need to negotiate with the prince of Chaoying!" Yan Zhuang said.

An Lushan nodded slightly, and then walked towards the hall with the guards.

"I don't know what Mr. commands?" the white-robed young general asked respectfully when he heard this.

The white-robed young general's surname is Chaoying, and he is the son of Shi Siming, the commander of the Pinglu soldiers, who has been smart since childhood, good at civil and military affairs, and experienced in his actions, and is deeply favored by Shi Siming. An Lushan and Shi Siming are friends from the same township, and they have a good relationship, and they also like Shi Siming, a smart and well-behaved young son.

This time An Lushan entered Beijing, but he didn't bring his own son but brought Shi Chaoying, in fact, none of the knees had a complete weapon, compared to Shi Chaoying, it was also a troublemaker, not to mention doing something for An Lushan!

Yan Zhuang also knew Shi Chaoying's position in the lord's heart, and he didn't dare to hold it up in front of him, so he replied: "The lord has something important here, and he needs to go to the prince!"

"Sir, even if you tell him!" Shi Chaoying is also a clever person, knowing Yan Zhuang's position in front of An Lushan, he treats each other completely like an elder.

Shi Chaoying's respectfulness made Yan Zhuang very useful: "Please ask Prince Chaoying to find someone!"

"Who?" Shi Chaoying asked.

"A man named Tang Wenbo, he is a diner in Yang Guozhong's mansion!" replied solemnly.