In a luxuriously decorated study, a young man in a blue robe said excitedly: "Dad, our plan is going well, and the city is already in chaos.

Not only Jiujiang, but I heard that Zhangnan, Huaixing, and Zhangzhou are also full of civil unrest.

Because there were so many rioters, the local officers and soldiers did not even dare to arrest people casually, for fear of arousing a rebellion from the rioters.

Our method worked, as long as there was chaos for a while, those northwest barbarians would not dare to investigate our land again. ”

The middle-aged man in a noble robe twisted the mustache at the corner of his mouth and said, "I was worried that those families were just talking about it, and they didn't dare to really do it, it seems that they still know the stakes." ”

Another young man in a brocade robe sneered: "Those few families will only have more land to hide than our family, and they are the ones who are most afraid of being investigated." Dad, what should we do next? ”

"Wait and see. We can continue to incite those fools to make trouble and rob behind our backs, but our people must not come forward, lest they be targeted by those Northwest barbarians.

Zhijun, what's going on with the newly opened salt farms? Are there still a large number of officers and soldiers guarding outside? ”

The blue-robed young man said with some humility: "It seems to be so." ”

The middle-aged man knew that he was lying as soon as he saw the expression of his eldest son, and immediately slapped the table hard and said angrily: "Didn't I tell you? Be sure to keep an eye on the salt works and let me know as soon as anything changes. Have you taken my words as a deaf ear? ”

"But it has nothing to do with the inventory of the fields, so it's useless to send people to keep an eye on it all day." The blue-robed young man couldn't help but whisper in defense.

"Stupid, are you all made of slurry? I don't even know what I want, but you are still the eldest son and grandson of the Lu family. Ah Yuan, you come and tell him what's going on. ”

The young man in the brocade robe said a little proudly: "Big brother, you should really study hard with your father, and think about things in the long run."

What Dad really wants is the salt production method of the Northwest barbarians. ”

Although he was very dissatisfied with his younger brother talking to him in such a condescending tone, when he heard the last sentence, Lu Zhijun couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "The method of making salt? What is there to learn about this, the salt works are not the same everywhere. ”

Hearing the words of the eldest son, Lu Siyu was even more disappointed.

In terms of intelligence, the eldest son is indeed not as many as the second son.

It's a pity that the second son is a concubine, and even if you want to make him the heir of the Lu family, it is too difficult.

This distinction between the descendants and the concubines is a rule handed down by the ancestors, and it is not so easy to violate.

Lu Zhiyuan, a young man in a brocade robe, shook his head and said, "Big brother, you are wrong, according to my observation in the past few months, the salt-making method used by the Northwest barbarians is by no means as simple as it seems, and it is likely to be a completely new salt-making method.

Our Lu family has several large wharves in Jiujiang, and those northwestern barbarians have also borrowed our wharves many times in the past few months to transport goods.

I found that most of the goods they were carrying were salt, and that there was a large amount of tribute salt of very high quality.

I made a rough calculation, and in the past few months, the salt transported out of Jiujiang alone has reached tens of thousands of catties.

How can these small salt farms produce so much tribute salt in a few months?

So I dare to assert that these Northwest barbarians must have come up with a completely new method of salt production.

And the yield is so high that they can produce so much tribute salt to sell in just a few months.

This is not my imagination, just look at the new salt works. Not only is it surrounded by a wall, but there are soldiers guarding it day and night, so it is not surprising that there is no cat to be tired of such strict protection. ”

"Even if the Northwest barbarians really come up with a new salt-making method, what can we do if the guards are so strict." Although Lu Zhijun felt that his younger brother was reasonable, he still had a fire in his heart, so he deliberately raised the pole and said.

Lu Zhiyuan said confidently: "There is no way now, but it doesn't mean that there will be no changes in the future."

As long as those mobs continue to be chaotic, sooner or later Ning Zhiyuan will send troops to suppress it.

If there are not enough soldiers, there may even be a transfer of soldiers from the salt works. At that point, it's our chance.

We can send a skilled man into the salt pan to find out, and we should know what the new salt making method is all about.

As long as we get this method, then our Lu family will no longer have to worry about it.

In a small way, we can open up salt farms in other places to make salt and make profits.

In general, we can dedicate this method to the court in the capital, and it will not be easy to be promoted to the rank of knight at that time?

Compared to those fields with slow and limited returns, this is the real profit.

Big brother, what do you think? ”

Looking at his younger brother's triumphant expression, Lu Zhijun really wanted to punch him in the face and smash his stinky face.

Eventually, though, he endured it, and then stood aside with a stiff expression and didn't say anything more.

Regarding his brother's attitude, Lu Zhiyuan showed a sneer in his eyes.

Lu Zhiyuan knew that his half-brother had long looked at him unpleasantly, but he didn't care, all he wanted was his father's attitude towards him.

He knew that his father valued him very much, but because of his status as a concubine, he could not make him his heir.

But there will always be opportunities, such as this one.

As long as he can successfully get the recipe for making salt from the Northwest Barbarians, then not only will his status in his father's mind be greatly improved, but other clansmen will also look up to him.

So he's going to get it anyway.

Just when the father and son were discussing in the secret room, the housekeeper suddenly knocked on the door in a panic, "Master, master, something happened outside." Open the door, sir! ”

Lu Siyu frowned and opened the door and asked, "What happened?" What a fuss. ”

The butler immediately replied, "Master, there is a large group of chaotic people who are surrounding outside, I don't know what they want to do?" ”

"Rioters? Aren't all those rioters in the city? How did you come here? ”

"I don't know, but they do look a bit like riots. It's just that they all have iron weapons in their hands, which is a little different from ordinary rebels. ”

"What do you say, they all have weapons in their hands? And it's iron? ”

"Yes, sir. And many of them had shields and bows and arrows in their hands. ”

Hearing this, Lu Siyu and Lu Zhiyuan's faces suddenly changed, only Lu Zhijun didn't understand what was going on, he just looked at his father blankly.

"How many of them are there?" Lu Siyu finally spoke, and even his voice began to tremble.

"I can't see it clearly at night, but there should be at least two or three thousand people or so."

Hearing this, the faces of Lu Siyu and Lu Zhiyuan, father and son, had become bloodless, as white as paper.

At this time, even Lu Zhijun, who was slow to react, finally figured it out.

Holding iron weapons, shields, bows and arrows, this is a rebel army, clearly disguised as a rebel.

And here in Jiujiang, apart from the Northwest Army, which they call the Northwest Barbarians behind their backs, where will there be any other army?

Thinking of the thousands of heavily armed Northwest soldiers outside, Lu Zhijun suddenly felt that his whole body was weak, and his legs trembled involuntarily.