Eight hundred miles of urgency, tired of six fast horses, one day to send Li Shimin's handwritten letter from Chang'an to Lingnan, when Wang Xiang got Li Shimin's handwritten letter, the person who sent the letter had fainted from exhaustion.

Wang Xiang hurriedly asked people to help him down to rest, and then opened the letter as soon as possible, he knew that there must be a very urgent matter, and Li Shimin would send someone to send the letter eight hundred miles to send the letter.

After opening the letter and reading it, Wang Xiang's face suddenly became ugly, and his hatred for the family became stronger and stronger, the family completely disregarded the safety of the country and the life and death of the people for their own interests, in his opinion, these families were even more hateful than the Turks and Tibetans!

Frowning and silent for a moment, Wang Xiang put down the letter and instructed Steward Wang: "Steward Wang, you go and invite Master Zhang and Uncle Cheng to come over." ”

Steward Wang guessed that there must be something important, and he didn't dare to delay and immediately set off to the Lingnan border city to invite Zhang Cheng, as for Lao Cheng, these **** all live in Wang Xiang's mansion to enjoy modern life, and sent someone to say that they came quickly.

Lao Cheng wore sunglasses and a loose blue beach suit, and dragged a pair of large slippers on his feet and walked in, and laughed when he saw Wang Xiang: "The old man is about to go to the beach for a barbecue, why are you in a hurry to come to me?" ”

Are you here to defend Lingnan or to enjoy life......

Wang Xiang glanced at the "fashionable" Lao Cheng speechlessly, after Wang Xiang returned safely, Lao Cheng handed over the 50,000 reinforcements he brought to Zhang Cheng and followed Wang Xiang back to Xunzhou, usually either playing video games in the house or going to the beach to have a barbecue dinner, or let Wang Xiang drive a yacht to take him out to sea for a ride, and the life was extremely leisurely, I am afraid that Li Er asked him to go back to Chang'an at this time, he was not willing to go back.

"Your Majesty has sent a letter."

Lao Cheng opened his mouth wide: "Didn't you call me back to Chang'an?" You wrote back to Your Majesty and said that I was unaccustomed to the water and soil, and I was a little unwell. I can't move now. ”

Wang Xiang glanced at the sunny and sturdy old man Cheng with disdain. Dark Dao: Do you look like you're unwell? Besides, isn't it even more important to go back as soon as possible?

"I didn't call you back to Chang'an." Wang Xiang said angrily.

Lao Cheng immediately relieved when he heard this. Sitting on the soft sofa, he crossed the legs of Erlang, who had just learned, and asked lazily, "What's the matter?" ”

As soon as Wang Xiang looked at him, he knew that he didn't want to read the long letter.

Forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as uneducated people, Wang Xiang silently comforted himself and said the content of Li Erxinzhong, and Lao Cheng's face finally became solemn.

"You mean the Maison took the opportunity to cause chaos?"

Wang Xiang explained: "It is not the family that takes the opportunity to cause chaos, it is the Jiancheng Party and the Qi Wang Party that take the opportunity to cause chaos, and the family takes the opportunity to hoard food and salt to cause the people to suffer." ”

Lao Cheng's evil aura was released, and he said coldly: "That's not the same as chaos!" They should all be killed! ”

Wang Xiang sweated in his heart. Hurriedly said: "It's the same as you say, but the most important thing now is to calm down the people's grievances." ”

"Hmm." Lao Cheng nodded approvingly: "Conspiracy and tricks are good at you, otherwise Your Majesty would not have sent someone to send you a letter, what do you have in mind?" ”

What do you mean by intrigue and trickery...... Wang Xiang has a black line.

Hearing that Steward Wang said that His Majesty sent a letter to the Marquis of Jiayuan to invite him to come over, Zhang Cheng immediately hurried to Xunzhou, and when he arrived at the Hou Mansion, he saw Lao Cheng's "fashionable" style and almost didn't recognize it.

"Master Zhang is here, let's take a look at this letter first."

At a glance, he knew that Zhang Cheng had come all the way, Wang Xiang pushed Li Er's letter in front of him and then asked someone to pour him a glass of iced juice.

Zhang Cheng knew that it was Li Shimin's handwritten letter, and he didn't care about drinking juice and looked respectfully, after reading it, he looked up at Wang Xiang and asked, "What does Your Majesty mean?" ”

Wang Xiang said lightly: "Your Majesty is asking us to find a way." ”

Zhang Cheng said: "During this time, the salt field produced a lot of salt, and I will let people transport it back to Chang'an." No matter how much people expand the scale of the salt farm, it is impossible for the family to eat so much salt. ”

Wang Xiang nodded. Zhang Cheng is right, now it is summer, the weather is good, and the speed of drying salt is much faster, with the method of drying salt, it is impossible for the family to eat all the salt, and the imperial court can completely release the supply of salt with the salt support here, but Wang Xiang has other plans, and after deeply realizing the essence of the family, he has no good impression of the family.

"How much salt is in existence?"

During this time, because of the affairs of Tubo, Zhang Cheng rarely asked about the salt farm, and it was all handed over to Chang Kui to deal with, and when he heard the words, he immediately asked people to go to the salt field to call Chang Kui.

From Chang Kui's mouth, it is known that the salt field has now expanded to 20 evaporation ponds and 20 analysis ponds, and the salt production at one time is nearly 5,000 stones, which is 50,000 buckets, which is dozens of times the salt production rate of the salt lake!

Now there are 30,000 stones of salt in the Xunzhou salt field, all of which are white and delicate fine salt.

"The 30,000 stones of salt will be transported back to Chang'an first, and then 20 evaporation ponds and 20 analysis ponds will be expanded."

Li Er's letter said very clearly that the imperial court's salt stock was running out, and after listening to Wang Xiang's words, Zhang Cheng immediately arranged for people to escort the salt to Chang'an, and Chang Kui went to recruit people to expand the scale of the salt farm.

In addition, Wang Xiang sent a letter to Chang'an first, in which he told the situation of the salt field and his thoughts very clearly.

It took some days for 30,000 stones of salt to be transported back to Chang'an, and Wang Xiang's letter arrived in Li Xianli first.

Knowing that 30,000 stone of salt was on the way to Chang'an, Li Er breathed a sigh of relief, and ordered the imperial court to slowly put the stored salt into the people, and increased the price of salt according to what Wang Xiang said, but it was still much cheaper than the price of private salt.

As soon as the salt of the imperial court was put out, it was snatched up, Li Er didn't seem to care, and would put some salt every day, although the family and profiteers bought most of the imperial salt, but there would always be people who could buy some, so the people's grievances were finally alleviated slightly.

"Your Majesty, if the war with the Turks is stalemate, I am afraid that our salt stock will not be enough."

The eldest grandson Wuji knew that Li Shimin wanted to alleviate the people's grievances, but if the army did not supply enough salt, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Other ministers shared the same concerns and spoke out to dissuade them, believing that the fierce Turkic armies were far more terrible than the unarmed people.

Li Er knew what they were thinking, and said lightly: "It's okay, I have my own way to deal with the matter of salt." ”

Seeing Li Shimin's indifferent look, Eldest Sun Wuji's heart moved: Could it be Wang Zixin?

"Auxiliary." Li Shimin's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said, "You lead people to collect evidence of the family's hoarding of salt and grain. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked: Your Majesty is really ready to do something to the family?

(To be continued.) )