Chapter 812 The Xueyang Palace Incident! (1)

Chapter 812 [Ninth update! 】

Wang Chong was stunned. Yes, everyone's fate is determined by themselves. Although Xu Qiqin was different from him, she didn't know what would happen in the future, but everything happened to her. Regardless of whether he has himself or not, the prince's ending is actually the same. In contrast, no matter what he does, it actually has no effect on him.

As Xu Qiqin said, fate is determined by oneself.

"Haha, well, let's not talk about this matter. Let's talk about the Western Regions. Only you can solve this matter. In addition, I also hope that the Turkic horse merchant Hulu Yege will be handled by you. We just The first batch has been completed, and there will be several batches of war horse transactions in the future. In addition, the poisoned Hyderabad will also handle it for me. The money in the city of steel is almost spent, and now it can only be returned from the war horses. There are other ways to find a way.”

Wang Chong said.

"Hehe, it's actually not that troublesome. If you are short of money, just sell the city of steel on the triangle gap to the country, or build another city of steel in the adjacent position and sell that city. To the imperial court. Only you can master the current construction technology of the Iron City. And if you can build a base on the plateau to keep the Tibetans out of Uzbekistan, then no matter how much money you have, I believe that the adults in the imperial court, the household department and The Ministry of Officials will definitely be happy to pay for it.”

Xu Qiqin smiled brightly, and there was a kind of convincing power in her expression, which was easy to handle and convincing, as if nothing in this world could hinder her.

"Buy a city?"

Wang Chong's eyes lit up, and he turned his head abruptly. Although he knew that Xu Qiqin's descendant would be a well-known logistics queen, Wang Chong never thought that she would be able to come up with such a method with such a big brain. In the Tang Dynasty, due to the backwardness of construction methods, the construction of a city was often time-consuming and laborious, and after a huge cost, it was often empty.

In comparison, Wang Chong's Steel City seems to be costly, but compared with a city of the same size, it saves a lot of time because it saves a lot of man-hours. Most importantly, the war defense function of the Iron City is unmatched by any city. This is exactly what the adults in the court need most ideally.

"It's not just that, since you can negotiate with the Poisoners and become their sole agent in Middle-earth, why can't you use the same thing for your City of Steel? And if you're worried that they'll follow you With the advanced technology of the Iron City, it is absolutely possible to pour the entire city wall with iron juice after the completion, weld it together, and then burn the blueprint. People in the Western Regions are far less ingenious than the Han people. It may not be useful either. And without the support of such a huge steel production, it is also useless to know the secret."

Xu Qiqin's skirt swings lightly,

Standing up from his seat, he slowly walked behind Wang Chong. The light waves in her beautiful eyes flowed, revealing infinite intelligence and wisdom, and a profound insight into everything:

"...However, the Western Regions are different. The land here is barren, and many places are rocks. Your city of steel is very useful here. In addition, the countries in the Western Regions are very rich, with countless gems, pearls, and agates. No matter how much you ask, I believe they will buy it. Not only that, it is not only the countries in the Western Regions that need a city of steel, but also poison. Gold is not necessarily used for goods transactions. You build a city of steel for them , in exchange for Hyderabad’s Wootz Steel, it’s totally fine. And I believe they are very willing to accept it, after all, I’ve heard that being poisoned is often attacked by other countries. In this way, your deal can be more long-term.”

"Haha, good! She really deserves to be the talented woman of our Tang Dynasty, the future queen of logistics, and I will leave everything to you."

Wang Chong looked at Xu Qiqin, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally he couldn't help laughing out loud.

...

Time passed slowly, and no one except Wang Chong and King Song knew what happened in the capital. A few days later, at nightfall, at the west gate of the palace, a figure staggered, staggered, and walked out of the palace with a bit of drunkenness. The slender figure was illuminated by the lantern behind him, pulling a long shadow on the ground.

Come, have another drink! full! Fill it up...

From a distance, I could only hear the man muttering to himself, speaking words that only he could hear clearly. If you look carefully, you will see that the man is wearing an official hat, his cheeks are flushed, and he is obviously drunk.

Next Yuan Festival, come, everyone respects Your Highness.

The weather is getting colder, and there are fewer pedestrians on the street. There are only three or two people walking on the usually bustling street. But even so, billowing white steam came out from every household on both sides of the street, and in the steam, there was a burst of aroma of cabbage stuffed with meat. October 15th, the Xiayuan Festival, is a day for the folks to sacrifice to the ancestors and the three officials.

On this day, all folk markets will end early, and all the people will return home, eat dumplings wrapped in cabbage and meat, and offer sacrifices to the sages.

Hey, isn't this Zuo Pu shooting Master Yang?

Suddenly, the sound of a grunting carriage came from beside my ears. On the street, the man looked up drunkenly, and saw a carriage with a purple mantle and brocade pattern, and it didn't know when it stopped beside him. The curtain in the carriage was lifted, and a middle-aged man with a hood poked his head out from inside.

Although he was dressed in casual clothes, there was an official authority that ordinary people didn't have in his gestures.

Lord Xia? why are you here

Yang Chao hiccupped, his drunken eyes were hazy, and he recognized it at a glance.

Master Yang, why are you here alone in such a cold day? Walk around, everyone is here, you are the only one missing, come up quickly!

Xia Yeshu called from the carriage.

Yang Chao was drunk and was about to refuse when suddenly a hand stretched out from the carriage and pulled him into the carriage. Let's go, Yang Chao only heard someone yelling in his ear, and then the wheels turned, and he drove forward.

Yang Chao was a little drunk in his heart, he didn't care where the carriage passed by and where it ended up, he just remembered that when the carriage stopped, two figures, one on the left and one on the right, took him out of the carriage and took him all the way to the restaurant in.

Unlike the coldness on the street outside, the restaurant is steaming hot, like warm spring. In the restaurant, there are long tables, only about two feet and four inches. The tables are made of high-quality sandalwood, with a layer of varnish, which maintains the original high-quality texture of the sandalwood, exuding bursts of refreshing Woody scent.

On both sides of the table, there was a white mist, and figures, either wearing headdresses or casual clothes, sat casually by the table. The table was full of steaming wine and food. When Yang Chao came in, everyone had obviously been drinking for a while. He didn't take a closer look, and under Xia Yeshu's guidance, he found a random seat and sat down.

On the side, someone had already handed him a wine glass, chopsticks and a plate, and someone picked up a wine jug and poured him a full glass.

Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, Mr. Cao and Mr. Zhang are here too. I'm going to toast two glasses of wine.

Xia Yeshu's familiar voice sounded in his ears, it seemed to be far away, if there was nothing there, Yang Chao smiled, waved his hand, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it down, without paying attention.

go Go!

Yang Chao was in high spirits, and the restaurant was warm and the atmosphere was strong. Hearing the sounds of toasting in his ears, he was unconsciously affected. He simply picked up the wine glass on the table and poured it by himself. Enjoy yourself.

Let me tell you, that fourth prince is too presumptuous. Riding a horse is clearly forbidden in the palace, but he actually rode his horse on the official road...

I don't know how long it took, but when Yang Chao was drinking to his heart's content, a drunken voice suddenly came from another corner of the restaurant, the voice was extremely high-pitched, and there were bursts of resentment.

Fourth prince?

Yang Chao hiccupped, and immediately noticed the voice. It was so familiar. He had a vague impression that it was a small official from the Economic and Economic Bureau. The man was still talking and cursing.

The prince is amazing, the prince looks down on people! The horseshoe almost stepped on me without looking at it!

The man was belching while cursing, and he looked even more drunk than Yang Chao. Someone next to him seemed to be persuading him, but that person was still relentless and continued talking without knowing what he was talking about:

Although it is said that every prince is likely to inherit the great line, but with his appearance, it is impossible to ascend the throne for a few lifetimes. Riding a horse in the palace, does he think he is a Turkic? Pooh!

hum!

The noisy restaurant suddenly became much quieter, and everyone looked at the drunk official.

Which official is this? It's too presumptuous.

Listening to the man's cursing, Yang Chao felt annoyed for some reason.

He searched for memories in his mind, and vaguely remembered something, Zhou Cheng, the secretary of the Economic and Economic Bureau, a small official with the size of a mung bean and a sesame seed, who seemed to be Yuanwailang in the transfer department before, but he has been depressed in officialdom since then Zhi, from the household department member Wailang was demoted all the way to the Secretary of the Bureau of Economics and Economics, and became a small official who recorded the officials who entered and exited the Bureau of Economics and Economics.

However, that Zhou Cheng seemed to be very drunk, and all his frustrations were yelled out on this occasion. And talking more and more.

There have long been rumors in the palace that the fourth prince has Turkic blood, and in my opinion he is a descendant of the Hu people. Riding a horse in the palace and going up the official road, with this kind of virtue, which fool would support him inside and outside the court? I will tell the emperor tomorrow that he will never be able to sit on the throne!

Zhou Cheng cursed.

presumptuous!

The more Yang Chao listened to it, the more angry he became, and finally he couldn't help but yelled at him, cursing:

How can you defame the fourth prince with such a small book of secretary of the Bureau of Economics and Economics? The fourth prince is wise and powerful, why can't he be the emperor, if you don't support him, someone will support him, and there are many people who support him.

Yang Chao became more and more anxious as he spoke, his face became more and more blush with drunkenness, his voice paused, he drank the wine in his hand and said:

Pooh! Who supports him? Is it just you Yang Chao? Can you tell? Can you tell? Let me tell you, the fourth prince is not worthy to be a prince, and even less qualified to inherit the throne and be an emperor!

Zhou Cheng cursed over there, his voice was louder than Yang Chao.

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