Chapter 459: The Fox Borrows the Power of the Tiger

"Oh, you brought them gifts?" Prince Gong said in surprise.

Lv Desheng said modestly, "The more gifts, the less blame. After all, I will trouble them later." Last time, I borrowed the road from them. This time, I have to bring some gifts.

Hearing that Prince Gong and Pingzhou Governor Lv Desheng came to the market, Youzhou Governor Deng Fangyi received them with a puzzled look, accompanied by the chief clerk Duan Chen.

After the two sides exchanged greetings, Lv Desheng signaled Prince Gong to come up, "Prince Gong, didn't you say you had something to say to Lord Deng?"

Prince Gong, who was forced to do something, glared at Lv Desheng.

"What's the matter? Prince Gong, you might as well speak frankly." Deng Fangyi was quite curious.

Duan Chen was on guard in his heart. He didn't come to the temple for no reason. The two people came, I'm afraid it's not a good thing.

Prince Gong cleared his throat and said, "It's like this..."

Borrowing iron ore? Such an outrageous thing, how did the two come up with it? Deng Fangyi looked as if he suspected he had misheard.

And Duan Chen was also surprised. The court asked Lü Desheng to pay more grain tax, but he actually agreed?

"Sir Deng, we in Pingzhou can't do anything. We have a good harvest in Pingzhou, but we don't have enough farm tools. We can't delay the emperor's business, right? Please make some concessions."

As a neighbor, Deng Fangyi had heard about the good harvest in Pingzhou. However, "This is against the rules."

Prince Gong was also embarrassed.

Lv Desheng on the side took over the conversation directly, "Hey, Lord Deng, this is wrong. Legal principles are nothing more than human feelings. Rules are not dead, they can also be flexible."

"You don't use this iron ore, it will be left in the warehouse to gather dust. We Pingzhou are just borrowing it, not not returning it. Prince Gong will return it to you after asking the emperor for instructions as soon as he returns to Chang'an."

"Lord Deng, please be flexible. Otherwise, our autumn harvest in Pingzhou may be delayed."

Deng Fangyi was puzzled. You delay your own business, what does it have to do with me?

Prince Gong: "The emperor is very concerned about the autumn harvest in Pingzhou. If it is convenient, please be flexible, Lord Deng."

Lv Desheng finally agreed to increase taxes. Prince Gong was very worried that if he couldn't borrow iron ore, this guy would just quit. With Lv Desheng's willfulness, it is really possible.

Deng Fangyi hesitated for a moment. He could ignore Lu Desheng, but he had to consider what Prince Gong said. If Prince Gong went back to Chang'an and gave him some eye drops in front of the emperor because of his refusal, it would be troublesome. He already knew a little about the reasons for Shi Tao's downfall.

"Okay, we can't delay the autumn harvest in Pingzhou." Deng Fangyi said.

"Sir Deng, you are so kind. Thank you very much for your support for Pingzhou."

"No problem."

"Master Duan, go to the warehouse and give the two thousand kilograms of iron ore to Master Lu.

Lu Desheng immediately looked at Duan Chen, the master of Youzhou, who was standing aside.

Before Deng Fangyi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Duan Chen, "Sir, you are going to give the one thousand kilograms of iron ore in the warehouse to Master Lu, right? I know."

While speaking, Duan Chen gave his master a subtle wink.

"Oh, yes, that's what I mean."

Lv Desheng narrowed his eyes. He was skeptical about the number, but he couldn't do anything if the other party didn't tell the truth. Forget it, it's better to get a little bit, and you can't be disgusted.

Prince Gong thought that after Deng Fangyi agreed to lend the iron ore, he would have nothing to do, and he could leave immediately.

Unexpectedly, Lv Desheng dragged him to talk about this and that, such as asking how the ministers in Chang'an City had been living since he was sent out? Did they miss him?

In short, he just wouldn't let him go. Lv Desheng was bound to use the power of the tiger to the end.

He waited until the people he brought got the iron ore successfully, and then he waved goodbye to Prince Gong, "Prince Gong, it's getting late, shouldn't you leave?"

Prince Gong, who was only halfway through his words:...

Before getting on the car, Prince Gong shouted to Lv Desheng, "Don't forget what you promised!"

"Don't worry, I won't forget it." Lv Desheng promised that he would arrange for people to transport grain to Chang'an as soon as possible after the autumn harvest.

Prince Gong left with peace of mind.

Only Deng Fangyi and Duan Chen were left in the governor's mansion.

"I still hold the same view as before. Lü Desheng has great ambitions. Your Excellency should be on guard." Duan Chen said in a gloomy tone.

Deng Fangyi was helpless. He understood Duan Chen's meaning and listened to it, but this time it was the imperial envoy, Prince Gong, who endorsed it. Could he refuse it?

"Old Duan, is it possible that we are overthinking it? If Lü Desheng really had that intention, how could he let the court take it as he pleased?"

Duan Chen frowned. This was also something he couldn't figure out.

Pingzhou

Lu Desheng successfully brought back a thousand kilograms of iron ore, but he was not very happy.

When he returned, it was just the end of his shift. Lü Songli and Qin Sheng were both there.

Seeing that he looked unhappy, Lü Songli couldn't help but show some concern.

Lv Desheng explained the situation, "I suspect that the Youzhou Governor's Mansion has more than a thousand kilograms of iron ore." He felt very sorry that he could not do his best, and naturally disliked Duan Chen who ruined his plan.

Hearing the name of Duan Chen, the chief clerk of Youzhou, Lv Songli and Qin Sheng looked at each other.

Lv Desheng realized something was wrong, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Qin Sheng: "Haha, father-in-law, it's nothing."

Lv Songli: "It's just that when we were exiled, we made some money by reselling medicinal materials on the road, and then when we passed through Youzhou, his nephew Duan Kaishen wanted to rob us, and we robbed him."

Lv Desheng: ...

Yang's Iron Shop

Bang bang bang——

The knocks on the door of Little Yang Blacksmith's room were deafening, and Old Yang Blacksmith shouted outside the door, "Stinky boy, what time is it? Why don't you get up to work?"

"The iron ore is gone!"

Little Yang Blacksmith pulled the thin blanket over his head and refused to get up.

It was autumn, and the morning was cool, very suitable for sleeping.

At the same time, he kept muttering in his heart, his father was really something, he finally rested for two days, but he kept yelling, just couldn't bear to see him have a moment of leisure.

"The government just sent 300 kilograms of iron ore, you hurry up!"

Hearing this, Little Yang Blacksmith first jumped up, and then when his mind went through it for the second time, he felt that his eyes were black, 300 kilograms! Now there is a fight, and his arms are about to be swollen!

"Hurry up and get up!"

Little Yang Blacksmith got up to wash, and his father complained that he was slow.

"You just want to be lazy. Don't you know that the Xianbei people are coming? Do you want your father to die?"

Little Yang blacksmith replied, "Dad, you are too serious. If we can't win, we can just run away." It's not like we haven't run away before.

Old Yang blacksmith rolled his eyes at him, "Just work harder, we don't have to run away." People are cheap when they leave their hometowns. Who would be willing to leave their hometowns unless it is absolutely necessary?

"If you really have to run away, your future wife will be gone." Old Yang blacksmith arranged a marriage for him at the beginning of the year, and he was waiting to marry her at the end of the year.

Little Yang blacksmith didn't say anything and went to see the iron ore, "Why is there so much again?"

"I heard that Lord Lu brought back a total of 1,000 kilograms of iron ore, and the other 700 kilograms were distributed to the other three counties in Pingzhou." Old Yang blacksmith said faintly.

Little Yang blacksmith didn't say anything, and he quickly called his apprentices to work together. Thank Lord Lu for his promotion, otherwise, if all the 1,000 kilograms of iron ore were distributed to him, it would be fatal.