Three days later.

In the study room of the Xiaoyinshan Government Office.

Xu Yi reached out and pinched a small pinch of white refined salt.

Put it in your mouth, then slowly close your eyes and feel the saltiness coming from your taste buds.

A corner of the study.

Yang Xian'an looked at Xu Yi who was feeling it carefully with nervousness.

There was excitement in his eyes, and even more apprehension.

More than ten years later.

Seeing Xu Yi slowly open his eyes.

Yang Xian'an couldn't wait to ask, "Sixth Master, how is it?"

Xu Yi nodded slightly and said, "Not bad."

When the words fell, Yang Xian'an's face instantly turned red.

God knows how much time and energy he has spent on the salt mine since he came to Yandi.

Fortunately, it's all worth it.

Xu Yi smiled, and then motioned for Yang Xian'an to take a seat.

After Yang Xian'an took his seat.

Xu Yi opened his mouth and ordered: "In the afternoon, I ordered someone to send a bucket of refined salt to the Zhu family in Fuyang, and another bucket to the Yuyang County Ya, and handed it over to Pang Wenze."

"Yes." Yang Xian'an nodded in agreement.

Xu Yi glanced down at the refined salt placed on the bookcase.

His eyelids drooped slightly, and after a few deep breaths, he slowly spoke, "All the affairs of Xiaoyin Mountain are handed over to Liu Qianshan to handle with full authority."

"The sale is left to Yu Wenchong."

Among the five heads of the old five families, Jiang Ping is still young, and Yang Xian'an needs to follow Xu Yi all the time.

Chai Baoyi, the head of the Chai family, has other uses.

Because of this, the matter of refined salt can only be handed over to Yu Wenchong and Liu Qianshan.

Fortunately, the two of them are one writer and one martial artist, the literati are outside, and the warriors are inside.

plus the trap set by Meng Shaoping.

Don't worry.

Yang Xian'an's face was straight, and then he bowed and said, "Obey."

Xu Yi nodded slightly, and then ordered, "After the arrangements are made, you and I will leave the mountain in the afternoon."

"Yes." Yang Xian'an stood up and bowed.

Then he took his leave and left.

As soon as Yang Xian'an walked out of the study, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Even with the whole person is a lot easier.

How important refined salt is to Xu Yi, Yang Xian naturally understands in peace of mind.

It is precisely because he understands that Yang Xian'an is worried in his heart.

I was afraid that Xu Yi would hand over the matter of refined salt to himself.

As for the reason, it's simple.

In Yang Xian's peace of mind, no matter how important the matter of refined salt is, it is not as important as following Xu Yi.

In the study room of the Xiaoyinshan Government Office.

Xu Yi sat upright on the Taishi's chair, looking at the white refined salt on the bookcase with a solemn face.

In his mind, he kept thinking about the amount of salt that Yang Xian'an had just mentioned.

A moment later.

Xu Yi leaned back slightly, looking up at the roof of the study.

He muttered in a low voice, "It's not enough."

As soon as the refined salt comes out, Xu Yi's financial crisis is bound to be greatly reduced.

But it's just a reduction.

Xu Yi is not a god, and there is no way to conjure up a mountain of refined salt all at once.

There is no way to transport refined salt to all parts of the country in minutes.

Everything takes time.

And what Xu Yi lacks most now is time.

Xu Yi let out a long sigh, then slowly got up, studied ink, and laid paper.

When everything is done.

Xu Yi lifted the pen and slowly wrote down the three big characters of Xian Dengying on the white rice paper.

The original war horses have been delivered to the soldiers of the trapped camp. ….

Spears, knives and other weapons have been entrusted to the Zhu family.

The armor of the Xuanjia battalion is expensive, so it will be put aside for the time being.

One of the biggest problems facing Xu Yi now is to go to camp first.

10,000 people first ascended the camp, and 8,000 skilled archers and horses, and they were not afraid

Two thousand dead.

There were 10,000 troops in total, and all of them were cavalry.

If it is according to the minimum standard of cavalry, two people and three horses.

Xu Yi had to prepare at least 15,000 war horses.

With the official war between Li Guangli and the Huns.

Nowadays, the price of war horses has risen to sixty or seventy taels of silver each.

Let's take sixty-five taels of silver a horse.

Fifteen thousand horses cost ninety-seven hundred and seventy-five thousand taels.

If you count the loss during transportation and the people eating horses.

This fifteen-thousand-horse alone cost a million taels of silver.

Xu Yi paused and stared at the final number on the rice paper.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile.

"It's really a penny that is hard to beat a hero."

Xu Yi put down the wolf pen in his hand and muttered in a low voice with a bitter face.

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Afternoon.

When the heat is getting unbearable.

A three-way green canopy carriage set off slowly at the foot of Xiaoyin Mountain.

With the slow rotation of the wheels.

Xu Yi is getting farther and farther away from Fuyang City.

With a cool breeze, the curtains of the carriage slowly blow.

Xu Yi held a map of Yandi and leaned on the soft collapse of the carriage.

Let the breeze blow on your face to dispel the sweltering heat.

His gaze never moved from the map.

I don't know if it's because of overuse of the brain, or because of the bumps in the car.

Gradually, gradually, Xu Yi fell asleep in the galloping carriage.

Time flies by in a deep sleep.

When dusk falls.

The galloping carriage gradually slowed down.

At the end of the line of sight, a slightly dilapidated city appeared.

Yang Xian'an rode to the side of the three-yuan green canopy carriage.

"Sixth Master." Yang Xian'an whispered greetings by the car window.

Inside the carriage.

Xu Yi, who woke up due to the slowdown of the carriage, rubbed his numb face and said calmly, "Where are you?"

Yang Xian'an glanced at the city in the distance, and then replied, "Back to the sixth master, it's time to go to Lower Luocheng."

'Lower Los Angeles. , Xu Yi muttered in a low voice, and then lifted the curtain to look ahead.

A few breaths later.

Xu Yi lowered the curtain and said calmly, "Enter the city."

"Yes!" Yang Xian'an bowed his hand slightly, and was about to run to the front of the team.

Xu Yi lifted the curtain again and said, "Wait."

"Sixth Master?" Yang Xian settled down on his crotch and looked at Xu Yi puzzled.

Xu Yi looked at Yang Xian'an and said calmly, "Hang the Yanzi flag, and take this document to go through it."

After the words fell, Xu Yi took out a document from the carriage and handed it to Yang Xian'an.

"Obey!" Yang Xian'an stretched out his hand to take the paperwork, and then bowed.

After Yang Xian'an left, Xu Yi slowly lowered the curtain, and then raised his head and rubbed his brain heavily.

The three cities of Ningxian, Guangning and Xialuo were looted by the Xiongnu not long after.

The officials and people of Lower Los Angeles are already prone to bow and snake.

At this time, if you don't take the initiative to reveal your identity, won't you be unhappy. ….

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"It's His Royal Highness King Yan!"

"Quick! Put down your bow and arrows!"

With the Qinglong swallow flag slowly rising.

On the city wall of Xialuo, a middle-aged man in full armor roared loudly.

"County Lieutenant Zhang, have you seen it clearly? Is it really the Qinglong Yanzi Flag?"

A young man dressed in a prefectural official robe stood at the battlement of the city wall, his eyes wide open and trying to look at the flag fluttering in the wind in the distance.

However, it is even more than ten steps away

Elephants can't even see clearly, let alone flags hundreds of meters away?

Zhang Yiming, the county lieutenant, turned around and hugged his fists and said, "Lord Hui asked the county commander, the flag in the distance is the Qinglong Yanzi Banner."

"Xia Guan went to Fuyang City on an errand that day, and happened to meet the convoy of His Royal Highness King Yan."

"It's a pleasure to see you."

The Xia Luo County Commander couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this.

He muttered repeatedly, "It's OK, it's OK."

The corner of County Lieutenant Zhang's eyes flashed from the body of Xia Luo County Commander.

Deep down, there was no contempt for his repeated self-talk.

Instead, a faint look of respect flashed through his eyes.

In the winter of the twenty-ninth year of Zhengde, the three cities of Ningxian, Guangning and Xialuo were tragically plundered by the Xiongnu.

The people of the three cities died in that plunder, and those who fled, and those who were plundered were taken away.

The three cities, which were not very prosperous, became three ghost towns after the Xiongnu plundered.

Later, Sun Daohua, the commander of Shanggu County, transferred troops to fight the Xiongnu.

Although they won a complete victory, the damage inflicted on these three cities by the Huns could not be diluted.

Although the original Xialuo County Order was rescued, it was already old after all.

Not long after returning to Lower Los Angeles, he took the crane west.

The county order in front of him is the Jinshi sent by the capital to take over the post of county order.

It is said that this person was originally a scholar of Hanlin, but he was demoted to this place because he said something that should not be said in a literary meeting.

Zhang Yiming didn't care about the cause and effect.

He only knew that this Hou County Commander had been conscientious in his official duties since he took office.

To the officials, and be kind to people.

For the people, the benevolent government is extensive.

For Zhang Yiming, knowing this is enough.

Zhang Yiming settled down, and just wanted to remind Houhou County to go out of the city gate to greet him.

Then he saw a horse running quickly towards the city gate.

"Is it from the Yan Palace?" Zhang Yiming took two steps forward and asked loudly when he walked to the battlement of the city wall.

"Exactly!" Yang Xian settled the war horse, raised his hand in the Chinese book and said aloud, "There are documents as proof."

Zhang Yiming looked at the paperwork in Yang Xian'an's hand, and then said loudly, "Please wait."

After the words fell, Zhang Yiming turned to look at Hou Xianling and asked softly, "My lord, open the city gate?"

Hou Xianling frowned and muttered for a few breaths, and then slowly said, "Don't be in a hurry, check the authenticity of the documents first."

'Check the authenticity of the documents? , Zhang Yiming muttered in a low voice, and then frowned slightly and said, "Wouldn't this offend His Royal Highness King Yan."

Hou Xianling waved his hand slightly and said, "His Royal Highness King Yan's stomach is not so small."

Hou Xianling paused, and then sighed: "The current Xia Luo City can't withstand the slightest wind and rain, it's better to be cautious, with the stomach of His Royal Highness King Yan, I think he can understand us and others." ….

Hearing this, Zhang Yiming's heart moved slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Your Excellency is familiar with His Royal Highness King Yan?"

Thinking that Hou Xianling came from the Hanlin Academy, Zhang Yiming became more and more sure in his heart.

Hou Xianling waved his hand slightly and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this, quickly get the document, don't make people wait for a long time."

"Yes!" Hou County's attitude of neither admitting nor denying it is no different from acquiescence in Zhang Yiming's view.

Zhang Yiming agreed, and then quickly whispered a few words to the guards beside him.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Zhang Yiming lay on the mouth of the city wall and said loudly, "Please put the paperwork in the hanging basket."

It is said to be a hanging basket, but in fact it is nothing more than a vegetable basket with a rope tied.

Yang Xian'an drove his horse to the root of the city wall and placed the paperwork behind the vegetable basket.

Clenched his fists slightly, and said, "Let's go back to life first."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Xian'an turned his horse's head and quickly ran towards the stopped convoy.

On the city wall of Xialuo.

Hou Xianling took the paperwork, and after a cursory look at it, he hurriedly said, "This is the previous paragraph

At that time, the Japanese official presented the handover document to His Royal Highness King Yan."

"The person who came is really His Royal Highness King Yan, quickly open the city gate and go with me to greet him."

When Yang Xian'an was ordered to receive the minerals, the Xialuo County Commander had already sent someone to submit the handover documents and the mine deed to the Yanwang Mansion.

It is precisely because of this that among the counties of Shanggu County, Yang Xian'an is the only one who has not entered the city of Xialuo.

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"Xiaguan Xia Luo County ordered Hou Wenyuan to meet His Royal Highness King Yan."

"Zhang Yiming, the lieutenant of Xialuo County, meet His Royal Highness King Yan."

"We meet His Royal Highness King Yan."

Hundreds of steps away from Lower Los Angeles, Hou Wenyuan, Zhang Yiming and some officials and soldiers visited one after another.

Xu Yi lifted the curtain and slowly walked out of the carriage, waving his hand slightly, and said, "No courtesy."

After the words fell, Xu Yi slowly moved forward.

When he walked to Hou Wenyuan's side, he asked softly, "How is Wen Yuan doing lately?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yiming's eyes instantly widened slightly.

If everything is speculation.

Then, at this moment, the speculation directly becomes the truth.

'Hou Xianling is really familiar with King Yan. , Zhang Yiming said with joy in his heart.

In fact, Zhang Yiming took office as the lieutenant of Xialuo County not much earlier than Hou Wenyuan.

If there is a choice, who really wants to be the county lieutenant of a ghost town?

Especially the former county lieutenant who had just died in battle.

Hou Wenyuan's eyes were slightly red, and then he bowed and said, "Thanks to His Royal Highness King Yan, everything is fine with Wen Yuan."

Xu Yi nodded noncommittally, and then said calmly, "If there is nothing to do in the future, I will go to Fuyang City more."

"Wen Kite must be." Hou Wenyuan nodded again and again, and then stretched out his hand to ask, "Your Highness, please follow your officials into the city."

Xu Yi nodded slightly, and then motioned for Hou Wenyuan to lead the way.

Fang Yi entered the city.

A sense of depression rushed straight in.

The crippled interior walls, the collapsed arrow towers, and most of the houses that were burned.

As far as the eye can see, there are the bitter fruits of war.

Hou Wenyuan's face turned slightly red and said, "Let His Highness see the smile, the lower officials can only repair the exterior wall properly first."

Xu Yi sighed slightly, and then spoke to reassure: "We must not only pay attention to people's livelihood, but also repair the ruins, which really hurts you."

Hou Wenyuan shook his head slightly and said, "For the sake of the people, it is not bitter or bitter."

"Knowing that you are the same, I am very relieved." Xu Yi nodded slightly.

In the past, Lu Zaizhong set up a teaching altar outside the Xuanping Gate in Chang'an City.

Na Chang'an scholars entered Jingzhao and helped Xu Yicheng to work for relief.

Solve the plight of the victims in the customs.

At that time, Hou Wenyuan, who was still a member of the Hanlin Academy, took leave from time to time and went to Chang'an City, responding to Lu Zaizhong's call to help Xu Yixing to work for relief.

It was also since then that Hou Wenyuan offended people who should not be offended.

It planted the fruit of being degraded in the future.

During the cash-for-work period, Xu Yi saw Hou Wenyuan's ability many times.

After finding out the details of Hou Wenyuan, Xu Yi, who was happy to see the talent, naturally had to secretly woo him.

After going back and forth, the two became acquainted with each other.

Later, Hou Wenyuan and the Hanlin Academy were suppressed by a Hanlin bachelor many times without reason.

When he couldn't bear it anymore, he beat the Hanlin bachelor.

If Xu Yi hadn't secretly helped, Mo said that he would have been demoted to Xia Luo as a county magistrate.

Whether or not a life can be saved is between the two.

After all, the Hanlin scholar he beat was the son of Wei Guogong.

And the Duke of Wei is backed by the current crown prince.

Thinking of this, Xu Yi sighed slightly in his heart, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "After all, it's because of me." ，.

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