Chapter 812 [Ninth Update!]

Wang Chong was stunned, yes, everyone's fate is decided by themselves. Although Xu Qiqin is different from him and doesn't know what will happen in the future, everything just makes her right. Whether he has himself or not, the ending of that prince is actually the same, in contrast, no matter what he does, it actually has no effect on him.

Just like Xu Qiqin said, fate is determined by oneself.

"Haha, okay, let's not talk about it. Let's talk about the Western Regions, this matter can only be solved by you. In addition, I also want to hand over the Turkic horse merchant Hulu Yege to you to deal with, we have just completed the first batch, and there are several batches of war horses to follow. In addition, the poisonous Hyderabad will also take care of it for me. The silver in the Steel City has been almost spent, and now it can only be found from the war horse and other aspects. ”

Wang Chong said.

"Hehe, it's far less troublesome, if you're short of money, just sell the steel city on the triangle gap to the state, or, build another steel city in the adjacent location and sell that city to the imperial court. The current construction techniques of the Steel City are only mastered by you. And if we can establish a base on the plateau and keep the Tibetans out of the country, then no matter how much money it takes, I believe that the lords of the imperial court, as well as the household and government departments, will be willing to pay for it. ”

Xu Qiqin smiled and said, there was a kind of lightweight, easy, and convincing power in her expression, as if nothing in this world could stump her.

"Buy a city?"

Wang Chong's eyes lit up, and he turned his head sharply. Although she knew that Xu Qiqin would be a world-famous logistics queen in her later life, Wang Chong didn't expect that her brain was so big that she could actually think of such a way. In Datang, due to the backwardness of construction methods, the construction of a city is often time-consuming and laborious, and after spending a huge price, it is often empty.

In comparison, Wang Chong's steel city seems to be costly, but compared with a city of the same area, it saves a lot of man-hours because it saves a lot of man-hours. Most importantly, the Iron City's war defense function is unmatched by any city. This is exactly what the lords in the court need the most.

"Actually, it's not just that, since you can negotiate with the poisoners to become their exclusive agent in Middle-earth, why can't you use the same thing for your Steel City? The people of the Western Regions are far less ingenious than the Han Chinese, and even if they get the drawings, they may not necessarily use them. And without such a huge steel production support, it is useless to know the secret as well. ”

Xu Qiqin's skirt swayed lightly, stood up from her seat, and slowly walked behind Wang Chong. The light waves in her beautiful eyes flowed, revealing infinite intelligence and wisdom, and there was a kind of insight into everything:

“...... However, the Western Regions are different, the place here is barren, and many places are rocky. Your city of steel is of great use here. In addition, the countries of the Western Regions are very rich, and there are countless gems, pearls, and agates, no matter how much you ask, I believe they will buy them. Not only that, but it is not only the countries of the Western Regions that need the Iron City, but also the body poison. You don't have to trade goods with gold, and you can build them a city of steel in exchange for Uzi steel in Hyderabad. And I'm sure they're more than happy to accept it, after all, I've heard that poison is often attacked by other nations. This way, your trading will be more long-term. ”

"Haha, okay! Sure enough, she is worthy of being the talented daughter of our Tang Dynasty, the future queen of logistics, and I will leave everything to you to operate. ”

Wang Chong looked at Xu Qiqin, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally couldn't help laughing.

......

Time passed slowly, and everything that happened in the Jingshi was not known at all except for Wang Chong and King Song. A few days later, at nightfall, at the west gate of the palace, a figure staggered, staggered, and walked out of the palace with a little drunkenness. The slender figure was illuminated by the lantern behind him, pulling the shadow of the elder on the ground.

"Here, one more drink! Filled! Filled......

From afar, I only heard the man muttering to himself, speaking words that only he could 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 respects His Royal Highness. “

The weather is getting colder, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets, and only three or two people are left walking on the usually bustling streets. But despite this, on both sides of the street, there is billowing white steam coming out of every house, and the steam reveals the fragrance of cabbage wrapped in minced meat. October 15, the Xia Yuan Festival, is a day for folk sacrifices to the ancestors of the sages and the Emperor of Sanguan.

On this day, all the folk fairs will end early, and all the people will return to their homes to eat dumplings with cabbage and meat, and to sacrifice to the sages.

"Hey, isn't this the left servant shooting Lord Yang?"

Suddenly, the sound of a gurgling carriage came from my ears. On the street, the man looked up drunkenly, and saw a carriage with purple curtains and brocades, and he didn't know when it stopped beside him. The curtain of the carriage opened, and a middle-aged man with a hat poked his head out of it.

Although he was dressed in civilian clothes, there was an official authority that ordinary people did not have.

"Lord Xia, why are you here?"

Yang Chao hiccuped, his drunken eyes were hazy, and he recognized it at a glance.

"Lord Yang, why are you here alone on such a cold day? Let's go, everyone is here, just send you one, come up quickly!"

Xia Yeshu called in the carriage.

Yang Chao was drunk and was about to refuse, when suddenly a hand stretched out from the carriage and pulled him into the carriage. Go, Yang Chao only heard someone screaming in his ear, and then the wheels turned and drove forward.

Yang Chao was a little drunk in his heart, and he didn't care where the carriage passed or where he finally arrived, but remembered that when the carriage stopped, two figures, one left and one right, took him out of the carriage and took him all the way to the restaurant.

Unlike the cold on the street outside, the restaurant is steaming hot, like a warm spring. In the restaurant, there are long tables, only about two feet and four inches, the tables are made of fine sandalwood, brushed with a layer of varnish, maintaining the original good texture of sandalwood, exuding a refreshing wood fragrance.

On both sides of the table, the white mist was shrouded, and the figures, either wearing hats or civilian clothes, sat casually at the table. The table was full of steaming wine and food, and when Yang Chao came in, everyone had obviously drunk for a while. He didn't look closely, and under the leadership of Xia Yeshu, he casually found a place and sat down.

On the side, someone had already handed him a wine glass, chopsticks and plates, and someone picked up a wine jug and poured a full glass for him.

"Lord Yang, I'm sorry, Lord Cao and Lord Zhang are also here, I'll go toast two glasses of wine. “

Xia Yeshu's familiar voice came from his ears, it seemed to be close to far, if there was nothing, Yang Chao smiled, waved his hand, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all, not caring at all.

"Go, go!"

Yang Chao was in high spirits, coupled with the warmth in the restaurant, the atmosphere was thick, listening to the sound of staggering in his ears, he was unconsciously affected, and simply picked up the wine glass on the table, and poured himself a drink, enjoying himself.

"Let me tell you, the fourth prince is too presumptuous, the palace explicitly prohibits horseback riding, and he actually rode the horse onto the official road......"

I don't know how long it took, just when Yang Chao was drunk, a drunken voice suddenly came from another corner of the restaurant, the voice was extremely high-pitched, and there were bursts of resentment.

The Four Princes?

Yang Chao hiccuped, and immediately noticed this voice, so familiar, he vaguely had a vague impression, as if it was a certain petty official of the Economic Bureau. But the man was still talking and swearing.

"The prince is great, the prince looks down on people! The horse's hooves didn't even look at it, and almost stepped on me!"

The man was scolding and burping at the same time, and he looked even more drunk than Yang Chao. Someone next to him seemed to be persuading him, but the man still didn't give up, and continued to speak, not knowing what he was talking about:

"Although it is said that every prince has the possibility of inheriting the throne, but with his example, it is impossible for him to ascend to the throne and ride a horse in the palace for several lifetimes, does he think he is a Turk?

"Buzz!"

The originally noisy restaurant was suddenly much quieter, and everyone looked at the drunken official.

"What kind of official is this? “

Yang Chao listened to the man's curse, and didn't know why he was annoyed in his heart.

He searched for memories in his mind, and vaguely remembered something, Zhou Cheng, the secretary of the Department of Economic Affairs, a small official with mung beans and sesame seeds, used to seem to be a member of the household department, but then he has been depressed in the officialdom, and he has been demoted from the household department member Wailang to the secretary of the Department of Economic Affairs and the last way, and he has become a small official who records the officials in and out of the Department and Economic Bureau.

However, that Zhou Cheng seemed to be very drunk, and all the depression took advantage of this occasion to yell out. And the talking is getting more and more excessive.

"There have long been rumors in the palace that the fourth prince has Turkic blood, and in my opinion, he is a descendant of the Hu people. Riding a horse in the palace and arguing on official roads, with this kind of virtue, what fool inside and outside the court will support him? Tomorrow I will tell the emperor that he will never be able to sit on this throne!"

Zhou Cheng scolded and scolded.

"Presumptuous!"

The more Yang Chao listened, the more angry he became, and finally couldn't help but shoot the case and scolded:

"A small secretary of the Department of Economic Affairs, here is not ashamed, how can you slander the four princes? The four princes are wise and martial, why can't they be emperors, you don't support him, there are people who support him, and there are still a lot of people who support him. “

The more Yang Chao spoke, the more anxious he became, his face was drunk and hazy, and he became more and more red, his voice paused, and he took the wine in his hand and drank it all away:

"Phew! Who supports him? Can you say it? Can you say it? Can you say it? Tell you, the four princes are not worthy of being princes, and they are not qualified to inherit the unification as emperors!"

Zhou Cheng scolded over there, his voice louder than Yang Chao.

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