Fan Sheng finished reading the last file in front of him, stretched his waist for a long time, and then felt fatigue hit like a tide, stood up, walked to the window, pulled the curtains open, and the dazzling light suddenly shone through the window, making him involuntarily squint his eyes.

It was already dawn, and the sun had risen so high.

Turning around and seeing the two scribes who were still asleep, Fan Sheng took two deep breaths of fresh air, turned around, walked to the side of the desk, and blew out the glass lamp that had been burning all night.

I have to say that this kind of glass lamp sold from Texas is easy to use, much better than the oil lamp I used before, the light is bright, and the oil smoke is less. In the past, after working all night, there would always be some black smoke on my face and nostrils, but since I used the glass lamp, it has been much better.

What's more, he felt his eyes, and he didn't feel particularly tired anymore in these days.

It's just that this lamp is a little too expensive.

And the special lamp oil is not cheap, calculated, a year's lamp oil money down, enough to buy a few such beautiful and exquisite glass lamps.

Those people in the north are too good at doing business, and they are too good at doing business.

Fan Sheng has always been in charge of the intelligence agency on Daliang's side, so he knows much more about these things than ordinary people. Most of the goods coming from the north are all kinds of novelty and enjoyable luxuries, and the prices are extremely expensive, but the business is very good, and every time the goods arrive at the port, they are snatched up.

However, the goods sold to the south from the side of the girder are mainly based on the means of production, and the price is always not up.

One in and one out, the wealth on the side of the girder unconsciously flows to the north. This kind of thing is not harmful in a short period of time, but as time goes by, it will evolve into a major event.

Jing Xiang, who was the first person in the Chinese book, once suggested to Emperor Zhu Wen that he should impose heavy taxes on these goods from the north, but as soon as the suggestion came out, Jing Xiang was besieged above the court, and the matter could only be stopped.

To put it bluntly, the people who can get these goods in the north are basically some powerful people on the side of Daliang, or some local tycoons who support Zhu Wen, if they are heavily taxed, they will be unprofitable, and now, they are making a lot of money from this.

Thinking that hundreds of catties of grain could be exchanged for such a lamp, Fan Sheng felt a little bitter in his mouth. Daliang is forbidden to conduct large-scale grain transactions with the north, because Daliang, especially in Chang'an, grain itself is a short board, but it can't stand those who have rights, and they even take risks.

Smuggling is rampant. If it is smuggling, the price of taking grain to the north in exchange for these things is much lower than that above the mutual market, which also makes more people inclined to smuggle.

The piece of information that was just thrown aside by Fan Sheng was a piece of information about the smuggling between Daliang and the north, and the evidence was conclusive, but Fan Sheng threw him aside directly, because the big backer behind this smuggling was the prince. How can he check it, and what results can he get even if he checks it?

In the end, it's just a matter of roasting yourself on the fire.

Check and check, scratch and scratch, it's just an itch in the boots, what role can it play? The real big guy will never be caught.

Fan Sheng was a little sad.

Not only for the beam, but also for yourself.

Now I am very embarrassed in the court. The incident in the river was planned by Jing Xiang himself, and he personally carried it out, but in the end, he also lost himself. Later, Jing Xiang made the decision and replaced himself back.

The voice of himself who was exchanged for a prisoner of war in the court was already involuntarily softened, and anyone who stared at himself with a pair of big eyes and bones would be three points weak.

He picked up the cold water from the basin with both hands and rubbed it on his somewhat stiff face to make himself more sober. Although I didn't sleep all night, I am afraid that there is no time to catch up on sleep during the day. Gao Xiangsheng's activities have been getting stronger and stronger recently, if he can't give him a head-on blow, I'm afraid that he will really ride on his head and and pee.

It's a tough opponent.

Only by catching this guy can he wash away his previous shame and be a man with his head held high again.

Hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

Fan Sheng's heart sank.

He doesn't like this kind of scene very much, because in such a scene, there will only be two situations, one is great joy and the other is great sorrow. Recently, he has had a bad year, and the possibility of great compassion is far greater than the possibility of great joy.

He didn't have any illusions that his subordinates would rush in and tell him that Gao Xiangsheng had been caught by them.

"The main division, the battle of Ansui is completely over, and Li Ze has won a complete victory." The subordinate presented the information in his hand to Fan Sheng.

I sighed in my heart, and sure enough, there was no good news. Li Ze defeated Tocharian and stabilized the northwest frontier, and what he was going to do next could be figured out with his ass.

Now that the Northeast has died down, and even started to do business with Li Zeda, the envoys from both sides come and go, and it is the time of deep affection, as if it was not the two of them who fought for life and death in the past few years. Can that Zhang Zhongwu really stand this breath? Or did he really give in to Li Ze, anyway, where did Li Ze pull out from.

Now the Northwest is finished again. The dignified Tubo Empire, the 200,000 army, why did it lose so quickly? Even if you can't win, it's great to drag it out for three or five years!

After reading the information at a glance, his face sank like water, he took the information into his arms, and went out.

Today, Jing Xiang was not in the public hall, but resting at home, and Fan Sheng, who was slightly surprised, simply went straight to Jing Xiang's house. Like Fan Sheng, Jing Xiang is also a workaholic, and it is rare to see such a day when he doesn't go to the public office all day long.

Jing Xiang's house is the home of the former Tang Dynasty servant Zhongtian Lingzi, in Chang'an, it is a super-first-class configuration, Zhu Wen's respect and belief in Jing Xiang, and far beyond the trust of an emperor to his courtiers. For Jing Xiang's measures in government affairs, Zhu Wen generally accepts all the orders, even if some of Jing Xiang's measures have caused a big backlash, Zhu Wen has never punished Jing Xiang, but is in the middle and thin mud, and the love for Jing Xiang makes all the courtiers of Daliang look sideways.

Of course, this is not because the two of them have any relationship, but because Zhu Wen knows deeply that Jing Xiang is a real character who can give up everything for him Zhu Wen.

Zhu Wen is not mediocre, although he said that he violated the strategy formulated by Jing Xiang when Jing Xiang was away, but that was his dream all along, even if he had to pay the price, he admitted it.

Of course, the emperor became the emperor, and the price paid for this and the current difficulties also made Zhu Wen pay more attention to Jing Xiang's judgment and planning that day. This is a person who really thinks about him, so he has to protect such a person, even if it is not tolerated by the Manchu Dynasty.

Those people, follow themselves, who doesn't have their own little Jiujiu in their hearts? There is only one Jingxiang, and there is little selfishness. If there is, it is that this person is bent on becoming a ruler who will go down in history.

This does not conflict with oneself in any way.

Therefore, Jing Xiang's position in Daliang is extremely important, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as powerful.

If it weren't for such a person, Fan Sheng, who was broken in the river and sunk in the sand, would not have returned to Chang'an. I wonder how many people are aiming at his position?

After all, once their people sit in this position, the rolling wealth is naturally at their fingertips. Now that he is controlled by Fan Sheng, it is very inconvenient. The key is that this person is bent on following Jing Xiang, and it is impossible to even buy it.

"Xiangye is drinking and watching singing and dancing in the backyard!" Hearing the words of Jing Xiang's family, Fan Sheng couldn't believe it, after such a big incident, Jing Xiang was still in the mood to drink and watch singing and dancing?

Actions speak louder than words.

Fan Sheng stood under the moon gate, looking at Jing Xiang, who was lying on the soft couch and reclining on the soft couch, holding a wine glass in his hand, the bright red wine in the glass reflected the crystal clear light in the sun, he couldn't help but feel a little stupid.

"Fan Sheng is here, come here." Jing Xiang, who was on the soft couch, saw Fan Sheng and waved at him with a smile.

Fan Sheng strode away and took out the file from his arms with both hands, but Jing Xiang waved his hand and said, "It's news about the war between Ansui Tubo and Zhenzhou, right?" ”

"Yes, Tubo has been defeated." Fan Sheng nodded.

"I already know." Jing Xiang took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "It's not just a big defeat, but a complete defeat, at least a few decades ago, Tubo was no longer able to launch a large-scale war." ”

"Then Xiangye, are you still so happy?"

"Why not be happy?" Jing Xiang said with a smile: "In the past hundred years, the threat of the Tubo people to us has never been eliminated, especially in recent decades, and they have even pressed us to fight. The Tubo people are not only threatening Ansui, but a large amount of our territory is also under their command, this time, not only Li Ze can sleep well, but we can also sleep well. Haha, celebrate with the crown, celebrate with the crown! ”

"Xiangye, this is not a good thing for us, right?" Fan Sheng said a little depressedly, it seemed that what Jing Xiang was thinking was a little different from what he thought.

"Of course it's a good thing!" Jing Xiang Zhengse said: "I want to clean up the Tubo people for a long time, but the strength is not good, so I can only provoke them to fight with Li Ze, of course it is best for them to lose both, but now that the Tubo people have even lost their underwear, I am also very happy!" For us, there is nothing good or bad, anyway, we have to do a fight with Li Ze, is it not that without the defeat of the Tubo people, Li Ze will not fight our idea? The Tubo people have been defeated this time, and we can just intervene in it, thinking that Tocharo needs our help very much now. We don't want their land, but we can still get his money, right? Li Ze's layout is very wonderful, so let's help him and make the domestic turmoil in Tubo more jubilant. Ideally, it would be best for this great empire to fall apart and degenerate into small tribes. Come and come, drink, watch singing and dancing, these kabuki are all given to me by His Majesty, and today is the first time I have seen them perform, you have a good eye. ”