"Liu Zhenghui's second son?" Xiao Yu was a little surprised, if he remembered correctly, he seemed to be more suitable to serve in the Ministry of Rites or Honglu Temple. Not only did he have a talent for languages, but he was also very good at dealing with the envoys of the Western Regions. "I originally wanted to find out where he was and transfer him back to Chang'an to serve as the host guest."

He would not be surprised to hear that he was in charge of the Guazhou or Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate. After all, those places have many opportunities to communicate with the countries of the Western Regions, and even if they help the Ministry of Rites to stand forward, they can also get some seemingly unimportant news from the merchants who come and go, but can affect many things.

Li Daozong looked at Du Chuke, who was pretending to wilt, and said with a smile: "Shanbin, it's better for you to solve your doubts for Gong Xiao, this is your pot."

"Alas," Du Chuke glanced at Li Daozong with a sad look in his eyes, let out a long sigh, and explained helplessly. "This matter is very complicated, I try to be as simple as possible, Liu Xuanxiang did me a favor, and then it was known by King Teng, and it became the history of Tengzhou's assassination."

Xiao Yu: "......"

It's really simple, as if he said everything, but he didn't say anything, and he already had his brother's five-point demeanor. Fang Xuanling's original most commonly used mantra wine shop is obscure. In fact, Fang Xuanling is Xiao Hezhi to Han Xin for Du Ruhui, and his evaluation of him is: smart and knowledgeable, Wang Zuocai is also.

"King Teng wants to sell cotton cloth to Persian merchants, Da Shijia, and Tianzhu people." Li Daozong coughed lightly twice and said with a little embarrassment. "He said that cotton cloth is most suitable for making monk's robes, and the market potential in Tianzhu is huge."

Not a son of man, not a son of man! There will be no one more unworthy of the son of man than King Teng, Buddhism is about to be squeezed into dried pickles, and he still wants to earn the silver of that group of dried pickles, so terrifying, terrifying.

Who dares to let him go back to Chang'an? Anyway, as a brother, he didn't want him to return to Chang'an at all.

"Did the cotton cloth be sold?" After experiencing the baptism of wind and snow in Xing'an, Xiao Yu is no longer a stubborn old man who doesn't know the sufferings of the world, and he will not talk about those who go to the peasants to eliminate the end, and the head of the Qiantou is rich. As for the businessmen, the big ones accumulate double interest, and they win by magic. Men don't cultivate, women don't weave, and the suffering of the dead farmer has the benefit of a thousand uncles. Because of its wealth, the princes of transportation, the power of the officials, and the benefits of each other...... What is used and what is discarded lies in how the court adjusts and deals with it, and if it is used well, it is a weapon of the country.

King Teng said that merchants have no boundaries, no money, no country, and they should not look at pure gold and silver with a limited and narrow eye, but should really make the best use of everything from the perspective of looking up at the universe and overlooking the fireworks in the world. Only by doing the world's goods and gathering the world's wealth can Datang truly realize that the goods are abandoned to the ground and do not have to hide them; The power of evil does not come from the body, and it does not have to be for oneself. So that the old have the end, the strong have use, the young have growth, the widows, widows, lonely and the sick are all supported.

Although King Teng only picked up a few words, no one could refuse that kind of prosperous world.

Du Chuke raised his hand to cover his chest, his eyes were even more complaining, and he coughed violently twice before he sighed faintly and said: "It's done, not only has it been done, but it has also been sold to a farther place, a place farther away than Daqin, what is it called Don Si Liguo (Egypt), the price is more expensive than Ayaluo, just because King Teng gave him a particularly nice name: Feihua Silk."

In fact...... Uh, uh, it's not just a nice name, the loom after Shaofu's transformation is smoother than chicken egg white. They were frustrated that they didn't come up with such a wonderful idea!

"......" Xiao Yu decisively turned her gaze to the water of the canal, the water waves were clear and clear, the oil boat rowed over the surging snow-like waves, and occasionally honked a whistle, startling the cattle and sheep on the shore to raise their heads, and then continued to gnaw on the weeds in surprise.

Du Chuke: "......"

Xiao Yu: What is this...... What do you mean? Yes!

Out of the corner of Li Daozong's eye, he saw Cen Wenwen, and hurriedly said, "Jingren, but there is news from King Teng?"

Shum text: "......"

He just wanted to come out and breathe, and he didn't want to get involved in Du Chuke's surprise journey. At this time, when you turn around and don't hear it, it shouldn't be too embarrassing

…… Right?

……

"Lord Wang, something big has happened in Runzhou, you have to help me!" Cheng Zhijie's loud voice woke up Li Yuanying who was dozing off very penetratingly.

"......" Li Yuanying rubbed his eyes, raised his hand to stop Chun Tao from wanting to help him tie his hair, it was the season of high autumn air, and it was a good match for enjoying the silky hair, and there was no need to worry that the three children were not biological...... In a daze, my brain couldn't turn a little and I digressed.

Chun Tao put back the jade crown, took out a hair band, and gently pulled up Li Yuanying's hair, which naturally hung down on her back.

As soon as he tidied up his clothes, Cheng Zhijie walked in, and said with a tangled face: "Lord Wang, the presiding master of Jinshan Temple, Fahai, seems to have had an epiphany, and used the mighty dragon mantra you joked about to drive the white python into the river, and some people saw it turn into a dragon, circle Jinshan Temple three times, and leave the clouds."

Reaching out and touching Cheng Zhijie's forehead, after Li Yuanying confirmed that he didn't have a fever, he gave him a blank look, and said angrily, "You go and ask Master Huiyuan and Master Xuanzang, have they seen the dragon shadow?" Even if there really is a white python dragon, it should be approved by the human eunuch Cao and the envoy Wei Gong first."

Fahai ...... The debater's study of Buddhist scriptures, in the original historical line, was a great talent recognized by Tang Sanzang. originally thought that if he was put in Jinshan Temple, he would be able to avoid the various sects of Buddhism and the battles between Buddhism, but he didn't expect his luck to be so strange, he avoided the first day of the first month and couldn't avoid fifteen, and there were always people who wanted to see him killed and then quickly.

What kind of grudge? The four great monastic families are empty, and everything between them and the mundane is cut off from cause and effect. The person who shot is not particular about martial arts!

Wude was born in the second year, became a monk at the age of fifteen, how can it be the widow of a certain Emperor Yang, Yu Wenhua and impossible not to implement the strategy of cutting grass and eradicating the roots. Anyway, there is a precedent of Zhao Di killing the monarch on the street, and Zhuyu is in front, and the light and thin son Yu Wenhua and the killing of the monarch can barely be regarded as a dog's tail mink. Zhao Di's heart is well known to passers-by, his son became the founder of the country, although he is as holy as ever, although he secretly poked and poked his subordinates to fight for wealth, although he traveled in sheep carts and cultivated many female animal husbandry experts, in the end, the two Jin Dynasty is a dynasty of eight hundred......

…… On the way to escape, the light and thin son had to load the palace maid's treasures together, and the possibility of leaving a child was infinitely close to zero. The identity of the debate machine is really suspicious, it can't be the widow of a light boy, right?

If it is the widow of Yu Wenji, why not contact Yu Wenshihe? Besides, Yuwen Zhaoyi favors the harem, and Aya can't get along with a posthumous son.

So, whose child is the debater?

Cheng Zhijie raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and smiled innocently: "That's right, the second son of the pharmacist is also in Runzhou, and the dragon doesn't dare to show up!"

Li Yuanying: "......"

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