Seeing that Murong Fu understood, Wang Yuyan also chuckled: "Yu Yan remembers that the Duke of Qi Huan in the Spring and Autumn Period wanted to dominate the world, but because of the lack of military funds, he asked Guan Zhong for advice on the method of taxation. ”

"And Guan Zhong proposed an idea to Qi Henggong, using the method of 'Guanshan Hai' to monopolize the iron ore in the mountains and the salt in the sea, and implement a monopoly."

"The salt produced can not only be used for one's own use, but also sold privately and sold to other countries, which is equivalent to 'boiling water for the world', and the problem of military spending raised will naturally be solved!"

"But we don't have such a big ability, and we don't have iron ore to mine and sell, but there are a lot of small islands under our control of the sea, and if you get some illegal salt, it's still very simple."

Hearing Wang Yuyan's words, Murong Fu was suddenly enlightened.

The Song Dynasty has three divisions in charge of finance, and salt and iron are one of the three divisions, although the Murong family has not been able to penetrate into it, but the locality, down to the salt ding, up to the urging officials, the buying officials, the salt officials, etc., there are many people from the Murong family, who want to fish in troubled waters, and can also collect a lot of money in a short time.

What's more, he also has a more perfect method of boiling brine and drying salt, he didn't want to rashly sell smuggled salt to make money, and was noticed by the government, but now that the national disaster is at the head, who cares whether you sell salt or not?

Could it be that he raised so many people in the court and ate dry rice?

was woken up by Wang Yuyan's words, and Murong Fu also excitedly pulled her into his arms and kissed her happily.

Wang Yuyan's face was flushed, since she became a mother, her temperament has become more charming, just showing a touch of shame, she saw that Murong Fu's heart was hot, and she picked her up and walked to the bed.

Although it was broad daylight, Wang Yuyan, who was used to Murong Fu's nonsense, could only restrain herself as much as possible and not make such a shameful sound.

Seeing Wang Yuyan's expression of wanting to refuse and welcome, unexpectedly, it stimulated the desire in Murong Fu's heart, and after a fierce battle, Wang Yuyan didn't wake up until the next day.

And Murong Fu got up early in the morning and implemented what he talked about with Wang Yuyan yesterday.

In the affairs of the DPRK and China, he only needed to send a letter to Deng Baichuan and Bao Wei in Bianliang Tokyo, and as for how to make salt, he also wrote a charter and asked his subordinates to do it.

……

Liao.

After Yelu Hongji learned that his sworn brother Xiao Feng had died in the territory of the Song Dynasty and was killed by a person named Murong Fu, he was furious, and the first thought that flashed through his mind was to break the body of this man named Murong Fu into ten thousand pieces.

seemed to see the emperor's anger, and the crown prince Yelu Yanxi on the side suddenly had a plan in his heart, and said: "Your Majesty, do you want to divide the body of the person who killed King Xiao in the Southern Courtyard into five horses to pay tribute to King Xiao's spirit in the sky?" ”

"Yes, Xiao Feng and my brother helped me quell the rebels, he was killed, how can I not take revenge?"

Yelu Hongji slammed the glass in his hand to the ground, his eyes filled with rage.

The crown prince Yelu Yanxi understood in his heart and said busily: "But according to his grandson's opinion, it was not Murong Fu who killed King Xiao!" ”

"What, if it's not, who else can Murong Fu be?"

Yelu Hongji thought he was wrong, but when he picked up the secret letter and read it, he found that he was not mistaken, it clearly stated that Xiao Feng was killed by Murong Fu in Shaolin, and there were thousands of people present at the time, how could he admit his mistake.

"Your Majesty is wrong, it was the people of the Southern Dynasty who really killed King Xiao, and it was King Xiao who was designed by the Song Dynasty to incite the people in the rivers and lakes to plot to kill him, and the culprit was Song Ting!"

Yelu Yanxi seemed to mean something.

Yelu Hongji glanced at him deeply, and said in a slightly deep tone: "Do you want me to take the opportunity to wave my troops south, and use this as an excuse to invade the Great Song Dynasty?" ”

Yelu Yanxi said: "To quote a sentence from the Song people, it is 'the teacher is famous', my Liao State will not invade other countries for no reason, it is really the Song people who are treacherous and cunning, and they designed to kill the king of the Southern Courtyard of our country, Xiao Dawang, Your Majesty can't bear it, so he wants to avenge his righteous brother and send troops to the Great Song Dynasty!" ”

"We are the teachers of justice, and we can block the mouths of the world!"

Yelu Yanxi's words suddenly made Yelu Hongji look at him, and the churning anger gradually calmed down.

Seeing that the emperor still had some concerns, Yelu Yanxi said again: "Your Majesty, are there any eggs under the nest?" As long as the Great Song Dynasty is destroyed, how can Murong Fu be left alone? At that time, the whole world will be my big land, and the other party is just a lost dog, and it is not at the disposal of His Majesty? ”

"Wouldn't it be better for Your Majesty to build a martyr's shrine for King Xiao and pay tribute to King Xiao's heroic soul with the head of Murong Fu?"

Now that the Liao State is strong, Yelu Hongji is older, and although the crown prince Yelu Yanxi is a descendant, he is not Yelu Hongji's eldest son, but Yelu Hongji's eldest grandson.

His father Yelu Jun was murdered by traitors to death, and now he is named the crown prince, and it is about to be the time to succeed to the throne, in order to prevent the change of the throne, which will cause turmoil in the people of the court, and he desperately hopes to go with Yelu Hongji to attack the Great Song Dynasty.

As long as he can win Zhao Song Jiangshan, he will not only be able to succeed to the throne smoothly by virtue of his military exploits, but even have a broader territory, so he is imperative in this battle!

Yelu Hongji was instigated by Yelu Yanxi, and his warlike heart to raise troops to attack the Song Dynasty became more and more firm, and finally, under Yelu Yanxi's eager gaze, Yelu Hongji decided to dispatch troops and horses to the south to attack the Song Dynasty.

However, as Yelu Yanxi said, if they want to be famous, they need to submit a war report in advance and announce it to the world.

Otherwise, rashly sending troops to attack the Song Dynasty will put everyone in the world in danger, and if Western Xia, Tubo, and Dali unite to oppose Liao, the situation will be greatly unfavorable to them.

Regarding these things, Yelu Hongji handed them over to the crown prince Yelu Yanxi to do, and the latter was very excited to take over this errand, as long as he successfully won the Great Song Dynasty, even the history books would record his name Yelu Yanxi, after all, he went south to attack the Song Dynasty by his efforts, and such great achievements were enough for him to go down in history!

……

Mt. Shomuro.

Shaolin Back Mountain.

An old man and a young man sat opposite each other, the old monk looked at the noble son in front of him, and said in a slightly helpless tone: "Duan Shizi, if you want to stop the war in this world, only kill one person, so far, can't you see through it?" ”

"The monk asked me to kill him, to be honest, I really don't have the guts!"

The noble prince clasped his hands together, and there was a complex hatred in his eyes, as well as fear from the depths of his soul.

The dead forest was dead and deaf, and there was no life, Duan Yu and the sweeping monk sat on the two futons, and not far away stood Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tong's grandmother, as if they were waiting for something.

"For the world, why be afraid?"

The sweeping monk looked at Duan Yu with deep eyes, but a trace of disappointment flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Killing him is endless hatred for me, and I was killed by him, which is unfilial piety to my parents, disloyalty to Dali, and the wish of the monks, forgive Duan Yu can not be answered!"

Duan Yu had already made up his mind, bowed to the sweeping monk with an apologetic face, and turned around and left without looking back.