Night.

The cold dew is heavy.

Next to the official road at the ten-mile slope, the camp tent of Li Chenan and his party had already been set up, and the lights in the camp tent were also lit.

Standing on the official road and looking at it, it is a glimpse of brilliance.

It's very beautiful, but no one dares to approach it.

Because they all know it's the regent's guard of honor!

Perhaps the regent was not very particular about himself, and Kyoto did not send the Praetorian Guards to Shilipo to meet him.

In the eyes of the people of Kyoto, this is what makes the Lord Regent different.

He was a pragmatic man who had always kept a low profile.

But to some people, it smells different.

Luo Guogong Mansion.

Back garden.

Den.

Luo Guogong stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the dense fog that gradually rose under the light outside the window.

He didn't know where the fog came from, but in his sight, the lantern hanging from the plum tree not far from the window, its light gradually became blurred.

I don't know how long it was, the time should be very short, and the lantern was out of sight.

The plum tree was also out of sight.

There was only a blush, some weird, some mysterious.

Behind him stood three men at the tea table.

They were motionless, like statues.

They've been standing like this for a long time.

The fire in the tea stove has been extinguished.

The water in the teapot was cold.

The teacup was clean, and the pot of tea was not boiled.

The atmosphere in the whole study was as cold and heavy as the fog outside the window.

finally

Luo Guogong stretched out his hands and closed the window.

He turned around slowly, looked at his eldest son Luo Ye, and then at his sixth grandson Luo Sheng, and finally his eyes fell on the face of an old man half a step behind the two.

"Old Liang,"

"Head of the house!"

Luo Guogong stepped forward, and suddenly felt that his legs were a little stiff, so that his body swung.

It's like a falling leaf in the autumn wind.

He hurriedly reached out and leaned against the wall.

The sixth young master, Luo Sheng, hurriedly stepped forward and was about to support his grandfather, but Old Master Luo waved his hand.

"Old,"

"Standing for too long, this bloodline is a little uncomfortable......"

He bent down and thumped his legs, and in a moment straightened up again, with a smile on his face:

"Lao Liang, I think back then, although we didn't gallop on the battlefield, we also traveled all over Ningguo to explore those salt fields......"

Luo Guogong walked towards the tea table, sat down at the tea table, and turned his head to look at Luo Sheng, "Sixth, make tea." ”

“…… Good! ”

"Come here, all of you, and sit down."

Luo Ye and Lao Liang also sat at the tea table, and there was still a lot of worry in their eyes.

"A good man doesn't mention the courage of the year, and the years will not spare people after all."

Luo Guogong laughed to himself and shook his head, his eyes fell on Luo Ye's face, and his eyebrows suddenly frowned:

"Don't make this look like a mourner!"

"Isn't it just smuggling a little illicit salt in the North Desert Road?"

"My Luo family's salt farm in Shuzhou gave it to him Li Chen'an! So many salt farms that my Luo family has worked so hard to operate for so many years have also been handed over to the imperial court. ”

"The cost of the government is huge."

"This is the state's escrow of salt works, and so much silver has been paid to the household department...... That silver originally belonged to our government! ”

"The regent can't just watch thousands of people starve to death in the Guogong Mansion, right?"

"In two or three days, the regent will be back, and that little thing about the Northern Desert Dao ...... When the time comes, I will go to the palace to plead guilty. ”

"Let's destroy the fortune and eliminate the disaster."

"He is about to ascend the throne as the emperor, and when he needs silver, give him all the money in his family, and he will definitely live a poorer life in the future, but it is better than cutting all over the house."

After a pause, Luo Lao Guogong looked at Luo Ye again and asked:

"Now tell me the truth, how much salt is smuggled in the North Desert Road?"

As soon as he heard this, Luo Ye hurriedly stood up, took two steps back, and knelt on the ground with a pop.

It didn't matter if he knelt down, but his heart trembled suddenly.

"Back to my father...... It was also the child who saw that life in the house was becoming more and more difficult, so he was good at making claims...... The child is not reconciled! ”

Luo Laoguo stared at Luo Ye deadly.

Lao Liang lowered his head slightly, but saw Luo Laoguogong's trembling hands.

"Are you unwilling?!"

"Do you think Lao Tzu is willing?"

"But it's the general trend!"

"As the eldest son of the Guogong Mansion and the future master of the Guogong Mansion, you still can't see the direction of this general trend?!"

"Say!"

"How much salt is smuggled in Beimodao?"

Luo Ye is forty years old.

As the future Luo Guogong, the salt factory run by the Guogong Mansion was handed over to him ten years ago.

Luo Lao Guogong has never asked, because this son has run those salt farms very well in the past ten years.

It's just that he never expected that this time this son would make a mistake, and he would collude with the officialdom of Beimo Dao and those people in the rivers and lakes to do such an indiscriminate thing as selling illicit salt!

Li Chen'an went to Beimo Dao, and he already knew about it.

Although he did not expose the Luo Guogong Mansion behind it, Luo Lao Guogong knew that as long as Li Chen checked it, he would find out about the Luo Guogong Mansion sooner or later.

Because he knows how powerful the Imperial City Division is.

Just in his father's sword-like gaze, Luo Ye raised his head.

He looked at Old Man Luo, and his words became calmer:

"Father, when Ning was founded, the founding emperor named my Luo Mansion as the Duke of the Kingdom, and he was hereditary!"

"This is the law of the ancestors!"

"He, Li Chen'an, is just a regent, but he has banned the Guogong Mansion!"

"This means that our Luo Guo Mansion will no longer exist from now on!"

"This means that in the future, the children of our Luo family will be reduced to poor people!"

Luo Ye's voice gradually became excited again:

"He Li Chen'an, a fool in Guangling City, is just a ......"

"Shut up!"

Luo Lao Guogong interrupted Luo Ye's words with a loud roar.

He slapped the tea table and stood up suddenly, glaring angrily and scolding:

"Son!"

"You know a!"

"You want to kill everyone in Luo Mansion!"

"Lao Tzu asks you, what did you do?"

Luo Ye suddenly smiled, stood up from the ground, and patted the dust on his knees.

"Okay, father, the child sold a lot of salt to the barren country through the Northern Desert Dao."

"As for the catties, you need to check the account books, but the child has earned about 60 million taels of silver for the Guogong Mansion!"

"In just one year, I earned 60 million taels! Net profit! ”

"This silver is too easy to earn......"

Before he finished speaking, Luo Lao Guogong had already stepped forward, "Smack!" A slap slapped Luo Ye's face.

He was trembling with excitement.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Luo Ye tremblingly:

"You, you son of a!"

"You're an enemy!"

"Are you blind when you are the Imperial City Division?"

"Are you a furnishing to be a dark guard?"

"Do you really think Li Chenan is a fool?"

"You idiot, you're the biggest fool in the world!"

"You are putting Luo's Mansion in a situation from which there is no return!"

"Where is the silver? Lao Tzu gives you two days, all sent to Kyoto! ”

Luo Ye covered his face with one hand, but laughed wildly:

"Hahaha......!"

"Silver?"

"Two days?"

"Dad, don't say two days, even if you can't send it back in two months!"

"All that money is spent!"

“…… Where is it spent? ”

Luo Ye's smile suddenly fell, and his eyes were colder than the fog outside the window:

"You have been Luo Guogong all your life, but I haven't been a child for a day!"

"The child also wants to be the prince of the country, and he also wants this princess to be hereditary!"

"So...... All the silver was sent to Dongli Island! ”

Luo Guogong's eyes suddenly turned black and closed, and the strength of his body seemed to be drained at this moment.

He reached out, trying to grasp something.

He grabbed a sword!

A sword that passed through his belly!

"Master, I'm sorry."

"When you are old, the young master will bury you thickly!"

Luo Lao Guogong opened his eyes.

He slowly turned his head, but he didn't look at Lao Liang.

He was looking out the window.

Autumn is strong outside the window.

The fog is heavy.