Price? The cheaper the better, of course! Hehe, don't worry, I can't let you suffer. That's it, 100 catties of wool and 10 cents. What do you think?" At this time, wool is something that no one wants, and the grassland people only use some felt, so of course Zhu Houzhao will not give any high price.

The little prince and Yibu glanced at each other, and both nodded slightly. Something like garbage can still be sold for money? What else to see at the price? Besides, the price is not low, why doesn't a herdsman put hundreds of sheep? When changing wool, there are always thousands of catties of wool. How much wool do the millions of sheep on the grassland have? How much money does this have to be? There are not many things that the grassland can trade with the Central Plains, and the war horses dare not sell more to the Ming Dynasty, and with the income of wool, the life of the grassland will be much better.

The little prince made a gesture of gratitude: "Your Majesty, how much wool do you want?"

Zhu Houzhao smiled and waved his hand heroically: "How many you want!" Then he remembered what Huahou Wei had instructed in his letter, and added slightly embarrassedly: "What, there is a level requirement, and that is just the basic price just now. Well, the base price."

I don't care about it, the wool thing is too much to take up space, and now I actually give money, what else can I ask for? It's unrealistic to expect Da Ming to be a big fool? He laughed: "Your Majesty, Yongshebu's wool is definitely the best, the price, grade or something, whatever Your Majesty says, it is what it is!" Alas, Your Majesty is so benevolent and righteous, and it is not enough to express your gratitude to Your Majesty!"

Nonsense! Do you want to be grateful, without Zhu Houzhao, Lao Tzu would have killed you a long time ago! The little prince rolled his eyes, and he was still stubborn about not stabbing him.

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand: "It doesn't have to be like this! Batu Mengke is already the king of Guiyi, and it has nothing to do with Dayan Khan. You were originally a Mongolian master, but now Mongolia does not exist, well, I think about it, well, I canonized you as a loyal and righteous marquis. That Al bald man, I canonized you as the Marquis of Shunyi. In the future, you are not allowed to attack each other in your respective fiefdoms, otherwise... Hehe, actually, I'm very unhappy today! There is a dragon slaying knife in the air, and there is no river Jiao in the world!"

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, this Ming Emperor seems to be very unwilling. Thinking of Daming's demon whip, a few people shivered, and they would never confront Daming head-on, and they would have to be forced to run away in the future, and they would never do a war! Several people got up in unison: "Don't dare!"

Zhu Houzhao's hand is still vicious, and the little prince's title of Dayan Khan was silently deprived, and he no longer has a subordinate relationship with the little prince. Then the little prince can't use righteousness to suppress or stab, and he can also take refuge in the Ming Dynasty and contain the little prince. A Guiyi king, a Shunyi marquis, a loyal marquis, the little prince's face has also been taken care of, and he has also benefited from the lack of thorns and the Al bald guy, killing two birds with one stone. In the future, if you don't stab and grow, you can also use the bald girl to contain and not stab, Zhu Houzhao's imperial heart still has two brush drops!

After the little prince and the others left, Liu Jin began to pack up his things. Zhu Houzhao asked suspiciously, "Lao Liu, what are you doing?"

"Ah! Long live the battle, the battle is over, why don't we go back to Beijing?"

Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment, and slapped the table unwillingly: "What's the hurry? Just a few days out? Hum! Call Lei Buyu and Bao Dahai over!"

Eight hundred miles of urgency, several soldiers quickly whipped their horses, and went straight to the Beijing division along the nine sides!

"Weng Guanshan is a great victory! Your Majesty captures the little prince alive!"

Xuanfu, Juyongguan··· All the border passes of Daming have been shaken, Your Majesty has only been out for a few days? So much so as to achieve such a result? What a man of God! The people of Jingshi reacted differently, and an old man was a little behind his ears, and asked the strong man next to him, "Housheng, didn't the little prince catch it?" Why do you catch it again?"

"Oh, oh, yes, I caught it a few years ago, and then I didn't let it go? And now it's caught again!"

"Huh? Hungry? Catch it, catch it, what is the emperor playing?"

"Then who knows? Anyway, this grassland is finished. We have to pose whatever posture we want them to pose. Hehe, in the future, there will be no fight!"

The cabinet received the news, and Li Dongyang, Ma Wensheng, and Jiao Fang hurriedly walked to the Wenhua Palace. Hua Houwei was looking through the account books of the household department, writing some strange symbols on a piece of paper with one hand.

"His Royal Highness King Wu, Your Majesty has news."

Hua Houwei raised his head and laughed, "Lord Li, my brother has won the battle, right? Well, I guess I'm coming back soon. Heck, I can retire too. Hey, what's your expression? Moths are coming out again?"

Li Dongyang didn't know whether to suffer or laugh, handed Zhu Houzhao's will to Hua Houwei, and sighed: "Alas, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it is a victory. However, there was no trophy, but a pile of wool was bought!"

"Well, I know that. I asked him to buy it!"

Ma Wensheng couldn't help it, and stepped forward and asked, "Your Royal Highness King Wu, what is the use of buying wool?"

"Oh, wool, that's a sharp weapon against the grassland!"

"The minister is stupid, please let His Highness know!"

"Hehe, this king has a craft that can be spun from wool. The woven fabric is stiff and thick, and it can also keep out the cold. It's not the point, the point is to kidnap the steppe with wool!"

Jiao Fang frowned: "What does Your Highness mean?"

"It's easy! Let's buy wool and sell it back to make warm clothes, not at a loss, but to make a lot of money. Second, the wool of the grassland can only be sold to us, so there is dependence. We're not happy, won't the wool be won't be won't be harvested? Third, after letting the grassland people know that Makqin is powerful, they can't just suppress and give a sweet date with a stick, will the grassland people still regard the Han people as two-legged sheep? Lord Jiao, Jiubian spends more than half of the silver taels of the national treasury a year, if wool and Makqin can reduce border troubles, isn't it a good deal?"

Ma Wensheng was stunned, and Jiao Fang asked suspiciously, "This, can this work?"

Hua Houwei laughed: "Of course not! Border trouble is a big project, in addition to wool, we also have to have guns! Since ancient times, the Central Plains of the grassland have been opposed, and it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to solve it overnight. But if we continue to do it bit by bit, if we don't do it for ten years in a year, I don't believe that the grassland problem cannot be solved."

Li Dongyang was relieved, he went around for a long time, or did he want to develop industry? Just as he was about to say a few words, Wang Zhi hurriedly walked in and handed Hua Houwei a secret message.

After Hua Houwei opened it and looked at it, he smiled helplessly: "What are you afraid of!" Lord Li, take a look!"

Li Dongyang finished reading it at a glance, and his angry beard trembled: "This! This, this is too much!"

Ma Wensheng curiously took the secret report from Li Dongyang's hand, and after reading it carefully, he was also angry.

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