He ​​Chengjiong took Fang Chongyong to the outside of Kuizhou City. They saw that the shore to the west of the city was full of shipyards! It is not an exaggeration to describe it as blocking out the sky and the sun. Many boatmen were working in the shipyards, and they could also

I saw many wooden boats that were half finished and the keels were being laid.

Zheng Shuqing is right. The handicraft industry in Kuizhou Commercial Port is very distinctive and employs a lot of people.

"Not bad, is there anything you can say?"

Fang Chongyong asked calmly, maintaining an indescribable dignity of a superior.

He learned from Zheng Shuqing that when it's time to put on airs, you must put on airs. If you are weak, the other party will turn against you. If that is the case, how can you do your own thing well?

"Back to Langjun, there is a lot of potential for shipbuilding in Kuizhou. A large ship can be sold for at least 500 guan. If the government purchases it, the price can be higher, even if it is 200 guan more, I won't be afraid."

He Chengjiong said calmly.

Fang Chongyong glanced at him thoughtfully, nodded slightly and said, "You really understand."

"How dare you? It would be best if you can help Mr. Lang."

He Chengjiong said fearfully.

"Lead the way to the place where wine is brewed."

Fang Chongyong turned around and left!

"Mr. Sir, please come with me."

He Chengjiong wisely continued to lead the way.

Kuizhou's wine is actually very famous. The reason why it was not mentioned by Zheng Shuqing is because no matter how famous the wine is, it just becomes like that after it is shipped to Chang'an.

It’s hard to explain in just a few words how fierce the competition for drinks in Chang’an is. In short, all the good stuff from all over the country is there. Zheng Shuqing was used to being carefree in Chang’an, so he naturally looked down on the local fine wines in Kuizhou.

After entering the city, the two came to a brewery, and the intoxicating aroma of rice wine hit their faces.

"The Wuxia wine brewed here is Kuizhou's famous wine. It is not the best wine. But after soaking with the young leaves, it will have a delicate fragrance, which is also called bamboo leaf green. Its advantage is that the brewing time is short, and it is brewed in winter and matures in spring."
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He Chengjiong introduced a lot of family treasures. Fang Chongyong couldn't understand how a bad handsome man could understand so many miscellaneous subjects. Is it because he knew more that it was easier to detect?

"Let's go, those envoys and ministers in Chang'an are very naughty. They may not like the green bamboo leaves."

Fang Chongyong said with a cold snort, as if he was dissatisfied with He Chengjiong for bringing him here to observe.

"Lang Jun, this is already the best winery in Kuizhou City..."

He Chengjiong complained aggrievedly.

"Listening to what you said, it seems that there is no capital city in Kuizhou, but there are other places in Kuizhou... I think so, right?"

Fang Chongyong stared into He Chengjiong's eyes and asked.

"Yes, but that place is in Yunyang County, west of Kuizhou Fucheng, and is not within Fucheng."

He Chengjiong answered honestly.

"Oh my, this wine-making workshop is really simple. But the wine is fragrant and mellow...it's not bad. I think I can look forward to this Wuxia Spring."

A slightly frivolous voice sounded from behind. Fang Chongyong turned around and saw a young man in his twenties wearing a white fine linen robe. His clothes looked spotless and he was holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand.

Looks elegant and handsome.

Except for the cattail leaf fan, I don’t have any accessories on my body.

At least he's much more handsome than Zheng Shuqing.

His voice is also very magnetic and makes people feel good.

"Are you here to buy wine too?"

Fang Chongyong asked in confusion.

The man glanced at He Chengjiong, and the bad handsome man saluted Fang Chongyong, then turned and left.

He is here to guide Fang Chongyong, and he has no obligation to protect his safety. On the contrary, if he hears words he shouldn't hear, he will be killed!

"Invitation is worse than meeting by chance. I would like to invite you to have tea with me. I wonder if you are willing to give me a favor?"

The young man made a "please" gesture.

Fang Chongyong was a little confused, were all people in the Tang Dynasty so familiar with each other?

"Your Excellency is..."

"My name is Wei Qing, a descendant of Liyuan."

Wei Qing puffed up his chest and said proudly, with a sense of pride.

A guy who plays music and sings is so proud?

Fang Chongyong looked confused. It’s not like he didn’t know what Liyuan was about. Isn’t it an “art troupe” organized by Li Longji? Top-notch artists across the country trained and performed there, such as Li Guinian and others.

One of the members.

The children of Liyuan were aloof in Chang'an and often visited the homes of powerful people. This was recorded in many Tang poems.

"Then let's talk about Fengxian Tower."

Fang Chongyong nodded slightly.

At this moment, he was complaining in his heart, he was still a child, why did he encounter so many things!

……

In a cubicle of Fengxian Tower, Fang Chongyong and Wei Qing looked at the panting Zheng Shuqing and laughed dumbly.

Unexpectedly, they had not even had time to burn incense in the restaurant when the governor came over in a hurry. It must be said that the bad handsome man He Chengjiong was really a smart man. When he saw that Fang Chongyong wanted to have a private conversation with someone, he quickly went to report it.

To Zheng Shuqing.

The vigilance in the officialdom is really impressive.

"Mr. Zheng, are you okay with your visit?"

Wei Qing bowed to Zheng Shuqing and asked with a smile.

"If I knew it was you, I wouldn't have to be so anxious, alas!"

Zheng Shuqing smiled bitterly and sighed. Wei Qing and he were both in the same circle. Wei Qing came from Jingzhao Weishi, but he followed the path of Liyuan. He was someone trusted by Li Longji. When Wei Qing appeared here, he

This means that Li Longji bypassed the prime minister and sent him to convey his will.

Apart from this, there is no reason to explain why an artist who teaches singing would appear in Kuizhou. Combined with the official documents sent from Guizhou, Zheng Shuqing can now confirm that the envoy from the imperial court is Wei Qing.

"Zheng Shijun, I have some good news for you. Wang Yu has been dismissed from his post for investigation and has returned to Beijing to report on his duties. Zhangchou Jianqiong has taken over as Jiannan Jiedushi. The imperial court has approved your misappropriation of customs duties to support the Jiannan Army.

, it is not considered to be misappropriation without permission, and I will give you a credit."

Hearing this, Zheng Shuqing nodded slightly with a heavy face. He was waiting for Wei Qing to say that "but".

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"The sage (the emperor after Wu and Zhou in the Tang Dynasty was often referred to as a sage) said that Zheng Shijun had made great contributions to the country."

"I would like to thank Your Majesty for your kindness..."

Zheng Shuqing was so excited that he was about to salute Wei Qing, but he saw the other party waved his hand, indicating that he should sit down first, before he finished speaking.

"The sage asks you, do you have any difficulty in paying the tax of 300,000 guan. If it is really difficult to make up for it, you can reduce it by 100,000 guan as appropriate."

Wei Qing's emotionless words rang in Zheng Shuqing's ears!

He eventually came to light! Of course, there is no such idiom yet.

To reduce...or not to reduce? Just when Zheng Shuqing was about to speak, he heard Fang Chongyong say:

"Zheng Shijun died for the country. If the tariffs are lost, we have to find ways to make up for the taxes. Is there any reason to reduce them? If it is reduced here, won't the other aspects of the country's expenses also have to be reduced? Then

Who will pay for the missing 100,000 guan? Zheng Shijun will have no problem with it."

Fang Chongyong spoke categorically, then looked at Zheng Shuqing and asked: "Zheng Shijun, do you think so?"

"That's right, that's what I think. No need to reduce it, no need to reduce it at all!"

Zheng Shuqing suppressed the anger in his heart and said, the expression on his face was distorted.

"Well, in this way, the saint feels at ease. Let me ask again on behalf of the saint whether Commander Zheng still needs any help."

Wei Qing asked, holding back his laughter.

"How can a humble minister dare to trouble a saint..."

Before Zheng Shuqing finished speaking, Fang Chongyong rushed to say: "Zheng Shijun needs help. If you don't help, you will be completely unable to withstand it!"

Hmm?

Wei Qing looked at Fang Chongyong in surprise and asked subconsciously: "What kind of help is that?"

When Li Longji first told him, he said it casually, mainly because he wanted to know whether Zheng Shuqing's 300,000 yuan tax should be reduced a little.

"Anyway, there's something going on. It won't be too late to talk about it tomorrow when I have a formal meeting with Angel at the government office."

As he spoke, Fang Chongyong winked at Zheng Shuqing desperately, finally calming down the anxious governor.
To be continued...