The boy stared at the cart with his mouth open, full of doubts.
Where did the Hai's salt merchant come from in Jianzhou? I have never heard of it in so many years. There are countless salt merchants authorized by the government.
So where does this salt come from?
A possibility flashed through the clerk's mind, his expression suddenly changed, and he left quickly without looking back.
"Why don't you clean up quickly? Don't you have eyes?" A roar came from far behind the guy.
The waiter ran straight to the front hall, looked around subconsciously, turned right after exiting the gate of Qinghong Restaurant and disappeared into the alley.
Early the next morning, the convoy of Haishi Trading Company was ready to set off.
At this time, a fast horse came and suddenly called out the leader.
"Boss, something happened!"
Before the horse came to a complete stop, the visitor had already turned over and landed on the ground. He stepped forward with a stern expression and said something.
This scene attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant. The leader's face suddenly changed and he suddenly grabbed the person's collar.
"Are you fucking telling the truth?!"
"It's true, boss, the news is solid!"
The leader's face was gloomy and he spat on the ground.
"Damn it, I'm not leaving today! Send someone back first to ask what's going on!"
The leader behaves vulgarly, has a rough look on his face, and is full of charlatanism. He does not look like a businessman.
The men had no choice but to put the truck back, and everyone at the scene dispersed when they saw no clue.
In the afternoon, in the private room on the second floor near the stairs, there was a letter under the flower pot on the window sill table.
This is the information provided by Guo Shan. Every contact is made in this way. The other party will reply after seeing it.
Luo Li left a letter the same day after he came to Qing Winery, but he checked for three days in a row, but no one touched the flowerpot.
A series of actions of Haishi Trading Company were part of Chen Ping's plan to lure out the contacts hiding in the restaurant.
So now that the previous play has been performed, I will send another letter today to see if there are any surprises.
Just after lunch time, the guests have dispersed, and the waiter from last night is cleaning the lobby on the first floor with a rag.
He said to the people around him: "I'll go to the private room on the second floor and leave it to you."
After saying that, he walked to the second floor casually, and first opened the private room at the stairway.
Taking the opportunity of wiping the door frame, I closed the door to the room and quickly ran to the window sill to check the flowerpot.
The imprint on the letter is very eye-catching, and the content is: [Cheng Chang died of pirates. The thieves were greedy and wanted to rob Jianzhou's private salt and opened their own trade routes. The location of the salt farm was exposed. The situation is urgent. General Guo is too busy to do anything. Contact him quickly!] The clerk cursed secretly after reading the letter, saying that it was weird to have so much salt, and it was indeed snatched from their hands.
Cheng Chang is a waste, and Guo Shan is also a fool. They actually had everything transported to Haixing Mansion before reporting the news.
He recalled the sudden change in the leader's face in the early morning, and couldn't help but wonder if it was this group of idiots transporting salt that had been discovered by the government, right?
If the government really intervenes, then none of them can escape, and they will be implicated.
A cold glint flashed in the clerk's eyes, then he put the letter back under the flowerpot and continued cleaning calmly.
Until the evening, the guests in the private room came and went several times, and people from the Kowloon Hall pretended to be guests and entered the private room.
The letter under the flowerpot remains unchanged, but there is an extra line of words on the back.
【Qijiazhuang outside the city.】
……
Qianzhou, Hefu.
"Senior Brother Li Feng came back with a message saying that the battle on the border was won." He Qingxuan said to Chen Ping and Ye Chongwen.
"Really!!! This is a great thing." This news made Ye Chongwen very excited.
But Chen Ping saw that He Qingxuan was not in a high mood and knew that things were definitely not that simple, so he asked.
"Is there anything else in the letter?"
He Qingxuan was silent for a moment, then turned around and took out the letter from the table, handed it to them for circulation and said: "We have killed 36,000 enemy troops. Do you know how many of us died?"
"Hiss, 70,000 people died in our army???" Ye Chongwen looked at the letter in disbelief and exclaimed.
Chen Ping stood up in confusion, his voice a little dry, "Then why wasn't it mentioned in the previous battle report?"
"Because the statistics haven't been completed yet." Since Chen Ping and the others went to Jianzhou, He Qingxuan has been in charge of contacting Li Feng and transporting alcohol, so he will know more information.
"But do you know why this battle was so brutal?" He Qingxuan asked emotionally.
Before the two of them could answer, He Qingxuan felt hatred welling up in his heart and cursed at the sky.
"Because Langya Yidi's equipment is not as good as before. They have knocked off their armor and damaged their weapons, but they are not able to replenish them continuously like in the past two years! They can only concentrate their manpower to attack the city and fight the last battle with Dayu!"
The enemy's final counterattack was extremely fierce, so the battle situation at that time was very tragic. There was blood and pestle on the battlefield, and the grass roots were dyed red with minced corpses. Even General Zhenyuan had an arm cut off by the enemy.
Dayu fought hard to the end with the lives of 70,000 soldiers, and only then did he win this final tragic victory.
"Why can't the soldiers of our Dayu Dynasty be supplied with armaments and armor? It's not because the channels for supplying armaments are damaged, it's all the fault of those beasts who eat in and out!"
After hearing this, Chen Ping clenched his fists loudly.
Ye Chongwen was so angry that he directly greeted those people's ancestors.
Although everything is just speculation now, and there is no hard evidence to prove that those goods must have been given to the enemy, there is no such a coincidence in the world. A large amount of salt, iron and food are consumed all year round, which is only needed for war.
Perhaps there were incidents in Qianzhou, Qingzhou, and Jianzhou one after another, and the supply of salt, iron, and food was insufficient.
Perhaps because of the Qianzhou incident, the imperial court conducted a thorough inspection of the border, blocked the exits for outflow, and cut off the transportation channels.
That's why the enemy jumped over the wall and launched a life-and-death fight.
Chen Ping's breath was heavy, and a surge of anger filled his chest, making him unable to breathe.
The joy of victory was completely wiped out, and at the same time, he strengthened his plan in Qingzhou. As long as there is a chance, he will establish the state and uproot the cancer in Qingzhou.
At the end of November of the 16th year of the Apocalypse, the good news from the imperial court spread throughout Qianzhou.
"Langya was defeated and the Yi and Di troops withdrew! Our border soldiers killed 36,000 enemy troops. A great victory! A great victory!"
The whole Qianzhou was in an uproar, and people poured into the long street to share the hard-won good news.
"Okay, okay! A great victory, a great victory will be great! Cheng Cheng! Take out the wine from my master's collection!" Zhao Wenhe's gray eyes suddenly brightened.
"The imperial court's resumption of the imperial examination seems to have already made a judgment on the war. Before the imperial examination begins, such news is indeed exciting!"
Although Chen Ping already knew the news, he also knew how tragic it was to win the victory.
But he would not say it at this time, not wanting to spoil the interest of his teacher and senior brothers.
Besides, the winner of the war was Dayu, which is good news no matter what.
"Hahaha, then we have to celebrate!" Cheng Cheng jumped up happily.
"Where can I use the teacher's wine collection? I have enough immortal dew today, let Tian Ling prepare another table of good dishes." Chen Ping said.
"Those who want to disrupt our country are far away. I only regret that I am old and disabled and cannot go there. After waiting for so many years, I finally got the good news." Zhao Wenhe had tears in his eyes.
Chen Ping quickly reassured: "In any case, this battle is won. The northern border is pacified, and I, the Dayu Dynasty, finally have time to recuperate. I just hope that these peaceful days can be longer."
In order to fight the war in these years, the imperial court dispatched food from all sides, drained the treasury to raise military supplies, and continued to increase troops to the border areas.
Not to mention the time and effort, many young men are buried in foreign lands.
There has been no definite news about my cousin Chen Jun these years, and I don’t know whether he is alive or dead. Now that the war is over, I hope Li Feng can find out his whereabouts as soon as possible.
"Today we masters and apprentices can drink as much as we want, and tomorrow we will start to double our homework. The provincial examination is about to take place and the court is in urgent need of additional talents. This is your great opportunity, don't miss it," Zhao Wenhe reminded.
"Yes, teacher." Chen Ping and Cheng Cheng nodded.
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