Chapter 403 Time Is Running Out and We Will Take Action

"It's time to collect mugwort seeds. Lijiazhuangzi is picking up mugwort seeds." Those who got the newspaper today read the story first, and then read the common sense of life.

It also introduces how the Datang Dajing team and the Ministry of Industry cooperate.

Looking further down, there is a short paragraph: From now on, Lijiazhuangzi in Bashui will purchase Artemisia seeds at a high price, regardless of type, the more the better.

Seeing this, he shouted out.

Others heard this and came forward to ask.

Not long after, many people in Chang'an ran out to look for mugwort. It was the Dragon Boat Festival, and mugwort at this time had the best medicinal effect.

In Lantian County, a carriage arrived, and the people in the carriage shouted directly: "Newspaper, Chang'an's newspaper, today's new newspaper, we will deliver it to you every day from now on."

The counties around Jingzhao Prefecture had known about the newspaper for a long time, and some people brought a few copies with them when they returned from Chang'an.

Rich families and scholars in the county borrowed newspapers from people who brought them back, and some even copied them directly.

It's just that the distance is far, and it's impossible for them to go to Chang'an in person to buy a newspaper.

Now when I heard it, there was actually someone specially sent to deliver it. Where the carriage stopped, people running over came running over.

"Is the price still three cents? We can pay five cents." A man dressed as a scholar took out five copper coins.

"Three cents, the price remains unchanged. From now on, a car will deliver newspapers early every day. In Lantian County, five hundred copies will be delivered first.

If you don’t see enough, the quantity will be increased, so don’t worry, don’t buy it and then sell it at a higher price. "

Zhuangzi's people set the price firmly and then introduce the situation after tomorrow.

People in Lantian County were happy and paid for it.

The scholars read it generously to the illiterate people, and those from wealthy families bought it and ran back to give it to the proprietors.

Other counties, as the cars arrived, repeated what happened in Lantian County.

"Hurry and pick mugwort seeds. The newspaper said that if you buy them in large quantities, the price will be high."

The newspaper reader read it out, and the people called each other to cut the wormwood.

The next day, there was no one delivering tea, only bundles of mugwort.

"Go and ask the thirty imperial doctors to lead the farmers to separate the types of mugwort. Don't mix them together. Mugwort has the best effect in making moxa sticks."

Li Yi didn't move himself. Isn't there an imperial doctor? It just so happened that the fifty nurses in Zhuangzi could also learn from it.

While Zhuangzi was working hard to collect wormwood, the people in Honglu Temple were sighing.

"Why don't you rent us a house? We've already given a very high price."

The Turkic people smelled the disgusting smell of ink and couldn't lift their spirits at all.

When I first smelled this smell, I thought it smelled good, but after being with the same smell all day long, I felt dizzy.

They didn't know that people in Lijiazhuangzi Printing Shop wore masks and went in in turns.

"I can't rent a house over there either. When I heard that we were renting it, the other party refused. The arrogant person didn't dare to accept the offer." Another Turkic man covered his mouth with his sleeve as he spoke.

It's a pity that the clothes all over his body were full of the smell of ink, which couldn't be stopped at all.

"We can't wait any longer. According to the reports from the people we sent out, in addition to the one hot air balloon in the palace, Li Jia Zhuangzi made a new one.

A total of seven hot air balloons are in use so far.

I also heard that the general supervisor and the young master were cooperating with the production.

It won't be long before large quantities appear and are shipped to the border.

Everyone, once Datang uses hot air balloons to achieve results, Datang's attitude towards the outside world will inevitably change. "

The Tubo people told them the seriousness of the matter and that the hot air balloons were being manufactured too quickly.

Others are still worse, and Tubo is the most dangerous. Tubo has cities, farmland, and workshops.

The Turkic tribes on the grassland can run away if they can't be beaten. The cavalry is fast and they can move whenever they want.

The Tubo area can be captured and then set up as a city for the Tang Dynasty.

In addition, Tubo coerced many small tribes to help Tubo fight against the Tang Dynasty. When targeting the ten Turkic surnames, they continued to attack.

Many people from the Ten Turkic surnames were forced to the Tang Dynasty. In other courtyards of Honglu Temple, there were envoys from the Ten Turkic surnames who came over.

If the alliance is not strong enough, it will break up at a moment's notice and become enemies later on.

"How to arrange it?" A member of a Turkic tribe made up his mind.

"Choose a good person to go there. You can't go to the back, let alone Huangzhuang. You can only enter from Bashui. Choose someone with good water skills and swim there at night from upstream and downstream.

I just don’t know the location of the hot air balloon making workshop. I heard that there are many workshops in Zhuangzi and they are patrolled. "

The Tubo people began to analyze and deploy, and chose to take the water route. The difficulty they encountered was that they could not determine the location.

"If you go over there, can't you just grab someone and ask them?" Another Tibetan man sneered.

"Go find someone outside the city. If we are caught, it will be in trouble." The Tibetan man lowered his voice.

This means that Tubo will send people first, and then everyone will make preparations. If it succeeds, they will directly find a way to pass on the information.

If the first attack fails and the other party is on guard, a second attack must be organized and many people must be sent.

Everyone nodded in support.

At noon, a group of Tubo people went to the West Market to wander around, first tasting snacks and then looking at other goods.

If you find something you like, bargain with the seller to buy it.

After eating and shopping, they came to the place where livestock was bought and sold.

Looking at the cattle and horses, asking the price, it seemed that they were considering how profitable it would be to take the Tibetan cattle and horses.

He also helped others talk about the advantages and disadvantages of horses, acting like an expert.

When waiting for the team to go back, the people were still the same, but one of them had changed.

He was not a man who went out, but a man who brought three horses to sell them in the West Market.

This man is also from Tubo, so it’s easy to tell based on his appearance.

Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty had a large number of foreigners, many of whom were engaged in various businesses or acted as translators.

There are places to watch horses in the West Market, and some people don’t have horses themselves, so they just watch livestock for others and earn commissions.

Even if the livestock is sick, they can help take a look and do some work.

When it was getting dark, the horse seller led the horse out, out of the city gate, and drove the three horses westward.

After walking for a while, it was completely dark. He got on his horse and galloped away with the other two horses.

At the fork in the road, turn north, facing Xianyang County.

For more than half an hour, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.net arrived at the border of Xianyang County. He did not go to the county town, but there was a ruined temple on the mountain next to him.

In the past, people came to this temple to offer incense or stay overnight.

But later it was reported that there was something unclean in this temple. The old man and the young man stayed here for one night and never went back.

It is also said that there is a woman crying there at night. If you listen to it for a long time, you will look for the cry and be fascinated.

As time passed, no one talked much about this ruined temple, let alone going there at night.

The horseman went and came down to a place where he could not ride a horse and led him along.

The clatter of horse hooves was heard, and when he entered the ruined temple, he saw no one.

He took out a small bag from his arms, put it under the altar where the incense was burned, and turned to leave.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a figure appeared, ran to the location of the tribute niche, quickly took out the things underneath, and then disappeared again.