The man saw that Fang Chongyong looked like a young adult and couldn't help but tease him.

"Can mountain springs be introduced into the house?"

Fang Chongyong seemed to have heard something big and important.

"You don't understand this. In the early years, rich people used thick bamboo pipes to divert the spring water from the top of the mountain for several miles, leading directly to the city. The spring water is sweet and can not only be drank directly, but also tastes wonderful when brewed into tea. This water from the Shu River is great for drinking.

No, no, no drinking!"

This young man is a chatterbox, and once he opens his chat box, he won’t stop talking.

After he finished speaking, Fang Chongyong smiled and said: "I live in the capital of Kuizhou now. Dare I ask your name?"

Someone who can tell so many things in one breath is definitely not a commoner in the mountains. Fang Chongyong still has this kind of discernment.

"If you are not talented, I will take care of the situation. See you again when we are destined!"

The man waved his hand and said goodbye politely, turned around and strode away.

"Gu Kuang...it seems like I've heard it somewhere."

Fang Chongyong felt that his brain was getting worse and worse, and there were always things he could remember but not remember.

"Langjun, Langjun! Isn't Gu Kuang the one in Fengxian Tower who writes bamboo-branch poems and hangs them on the wall?"

Fang Laique suddenly realized it and finally remembered.

Well, the person who wrote Zhuzhici is a very enthusiastic and cheerful person.

Seeing the hardship of the people's livelihood, Fang Chongyong immediately stood in awe of Zheng Shuqing's mediocre claim that he only received 90% of the actual rent. Perhaps his little thought could allow many people at the bottom to survive for a few days.

God has the virtue of living well, how can humans not have it?

Governor Zheng was confused and confused, and there was also some evil in human nature, but he was still very reliable in handling big things. Fang Chongyong decided to help him out and escort him back to Chang'an Center.

I arrived at the Lotus Pond Mansion with a disappointed look on my face. After entering the central hall, I saw Zheng Shuqing pacing back and forth in the yard, looking very anxious.

"How come you are like an ant on a hot pot?"

Fang Chongyong asked very bluntly.

"Come, come, I have something important to discuss with you!"

Like a thief, Zheng Shuqing dragged Fang Chongyong into the study in the back hall.

After the two of them sat down, he handed an official letter to Fang Chongyong to read.

"The imperial court wants to send a special envoy to Kuizhou?"

Fang Chongyong asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Yes, the official document was sent from Guizhou (Zigui), saying that the imperial envoys have set off from Guizhou to Kuizhou for me to receive them. But I don't even know how many people are accompanying them and what ship they are on! Let me receive them.

What to do?

Do you think he came here for that matter?"

Zheng Shuqing was so anxious that he stood up from the high stool and paced back and forth.

Seeing Fang Chongyong's expression of contemplation and silence, Zheng Shuqing asked eagerly: "Didn't you say you already have a good plan? Tell me, what can you do?"

"Please send someone who is well versed in the livelihood of Kuizhou to accompany me. I will wander around Kuizhou Mansion these two days. When the time comes, I will naturally give you a satisfactory answer."

Hearing what Fang Chongyong said, Zheng Shuqing felt a little relieved and nodded helplessly: "That's all we have to do. I will make arrangements now. You should get up early tomorrow. Time is running out, so don't hesitate!"

……

Early the next morning, Fang Chongyong was called to the government office by Zheng Shuqing. At the same time, there was also a clerk in black linen clothes. Except for a scar on his face and his clothes were a little shabby and shabby, he didn't look very good.

Nothing special.

"He Chengjiong! You will follow this young gentleman from today on. You can do whatever he asks you to do. Do you hear me?"

Zheng Shuqing scolded the man named He Chengjiong with a very bad attitude, completely different from that of the other party Chongyong.

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The man didn't feel dissatisfied when he heard the words of the governor of Kuizhou. He just saluted respectfully and said: "I accept your order."

He turned around and saluted the other party Chongyong and said: "I am a bad commander in Kuizhou. Please give me your instructions. I will do my best!"

Bad person? Bad handsome?

Can you do martial arts? Can you fly? Do you have the Longquan Sword? Do you know Yuan Tiangang?

Fang Chongyong had many questions in his mind, but he showed no expression on his face. He just nodded slightly and said, "Just follow me. Let's go now."

The two left the government office. Today, Fang Chongyong asked Fang Laique to learn how to cook with the chef at the Lianhuachi Mansion, which might be useful in the future. So there is no little tail behind him at the moment.

When I came to Kuizhou Street, it was still overcrowded today, and the prosperity was unusual and unreal.

Fang Chongyong looked at He Chengjiong and asked: "In addition to linen, is there anything else that can be obtained in Kuizhou Prefecture?"

Delinquents are not people in the official establishment of the Tang Dynasty. By analogy, they are more like Fang Chongyong's co-police in his previous life, but with a lower status. After taking a government case, if the delinquent cannot solve the case for three days, he will be whipped.

I will be whipped on my back.

What a miserable old age.

However, there are also historical data that suggest that this is just the surface job of the bad guys. In fact, they have the responsibility of supervising various places for the royal family. Fang Chongyong is not sure about the specifics.

"Hui Langjun, linen and other items, the trade route has been monopolized by various wealthy merchants. And Kuizhou's fruits, such as pomelo, orange and other items, can't be sold at a high price. If Langjun wants to eat, I can arrange it."

People pick it.

As for white apes, tigers and leopards, I don’t think I would want them..."

He Chengjiong talked for a long time but refused to get to the point. Fang Chongyong retorted impatiently: "My father is the censor of Shannan East Road. Originally, I wanted to do something in my career when I grew up. It was when I was short of manpower that I wanted to support him.

You didn’t expect that.”

Fang Chongyong was about to speak but stopped.

He Chengjiong said quickly: "Don't worry, Sir, I have just hit the key point. The things Kuizhou can get are wine and boats."

His eyes flashed, and he looked confident.
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