@@The days in the Taoist temple are very regular. After morning classes, you will plant the land and work when you need to.
Jingsong was the commander-in-chief, standing in the courtyard watching the disciples work.
Yunxiu came over quietly, "Master, they are here."
"Are you leaving?" Jingsong sighed: "Somehow, as soon as these people came, Master's eyes kept dancing.
It’s good to go, it’s good to go!”
"Taoist Priest!"
Yang Xuan came over and said, "The Taoist Master looked at the Xianfeng Taoist Bones. He must have succeeded in his cultivation!"
Jingsong smiled and said, "What's the point of practicing as an outsider? It's just to realize the great way."
"That makes sense. However, I think my life in Guanzhong is a bit poor!"
Sangzhou was poor, and Qingyunguan had a salt well without any thought of making a fortune, so life was very tight.
Yang Xuan pointed at the patches on Yunxiu's Taoist robe and sighed, "He is indeed a righteous man and is not greedy for external things."
"Haha!" Jingsong felt that this kind man's eyes were not kind.
"Is there a good person who can add incense to your temple?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Of course there is." After Jingsong finished speaking, he realized that Yunxiu was giving him a wink, as if to be alert.
Yunxiu, what does this mean?
Jingsong was puzzled.
Yang Xuan said with a smile: "Second child!"
"Coming!"
Wang Laoer came over with a baggage and put it on the ground.
"This is..." Jingsong asked. "A little thought." Yang Xuan waved his hand, "Second brother, open it!"
Wang Laoer opened the baggage... Only then did Jingsong realize that the baggage cloth was the toughest Qianzhou cloth.
Unpack the baggage.
More than ten ingots of gold are shining.
Oh my God!
Gold is not a currency in circulation, but there are gold and silver exchange merchants everywhere. The powerful, powerful, and wealthy people buy gold and silver privately, charging as much as they can.
According to them, copper coins are bulky, tend to rust, and cause a copper-smelling smell throughout the house. But gold and silver are different. They can be kept for many years and can be passed down to children and grandchildren.
"This... is too much." Jingsong was stunned for a moment before he woke up and shook his head, "I can't accept it."
He is a man of integrity!
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Just accept it."
What is the purpose of this person's generous giving of money?
Could it be...
Jingsong looked at the statue and thought that this inheritance had been passed down for hundreds of years and could not be destroyed in the hands of a poor Taoist.
But if he didn't give it, the man looked friendly, but the big men behind him looked fierce, and there was a faint smell of blood.
"May I ask what the good man wants?" Jingsong asked.
"I won't move at the Taoist temple!" Yang Xuan reassured Jingsong with one sentence, and then pointed to the back, "I have a business at home and have taken a fancy to the salt well."
"Oh!" Jingsong became more and more relaxed, "Is it just mining some salt?"
Yang Xuan nodded, "Yes!"
"That's easy." Jingsong said casually: "Just mine, but don't make any noise, lest the gods won't like it."
"I'm afraid the noise is unavoidable." Yang Xuan said, "Try your best!"
Jingsong was stunned, "Is the business big?"
“Big!”
"How big is it?" Jingsong thought of two local businessmen who were also the largest sponsors of Qingyun Temple.
I donate thirty or fifty yuan every time I come.
"Here..." Yang Xuan pointed to the land, "it will be a construction site."
Salt is collected, transported, and refined nearby...
The best way is to relocate the Taoist temple.
"This..." No matter how stupid Jingsong is, he realizes that something is wrong, "May I ask a good person, what kind of business is this?"
There was no shortage of salt in the Tang Dynasty!
When the two local businessmen saw the salt well, they just sighed, saying that it had to be refined to make it, and the price was more expensive than what was sold in the DPRK, so they couldn't do this business.
Yang Xuan said: "Do some small business."
These people definitely came here on purpose. In other words, they had long since taken a fancy to the salt well behind the Taoist temple.
Rich businessman...Sangzhou rich businessman!
Jingsong blurted out, "You are a wealthy businessman from Sangzhou!"
Qingyun Temple is six miles away
There is a barren field that I have been cultivating for many years, plus a free salt well, so I am completely self-sufficient.
When you can live a self-sufficient life, you will naturally be less curious about the outside world. You can recite scriptures and practice every day... Gradually, people's desires will also decrease...
Jingsong left Su County only a handful of times in his life, but there were many knowledgeable and kind people among the believers. Every time he came, they would talk to him and talk about the outside world.
When the two donors mentioned the wealthy businessmen of Sangzhou, they couldn't hide their envy. They said how big their business was, how their lives were, and their network of connections...
Seeing a living person at this moment, Jingsong felt that he had a good temperament and was rich. But once this place turns into a construction site, people's peaceful days will be gone.
Yunxiu said: "Doesn't Master know Chief Chen from Zhoujie?"
Ahem!
Jingsong thought of Chief Chen... whom he met last time when he went to Zhoucheng to do business. Chief Chen said casually: "Do it well."
"Master Chen is quite majestic." Jingsong picked up the tiger skin and said, "Good man, please look for salt wells elsewhere!"
"Master Chen?" Yang Xuan glanced at He Lianyan.
He Lianyan shook his head, and Jingsong felt happy when he saw it, thinking that he must be afraid.
Ta-ta-ta!
The sound of horse hooves was heard outside, followed by the roar of people.
"Why are you blocking the road?" someone shouted.
"dismount!"
"This is Sangzhou, how brave you are!"
"If you don't dismount, I'll shoot you!"
"Stop, everyone, step back!"
A middle-aged man's voice came, and then there was silence for a while.
"Okay." Someone outside said.
Then, a middle-aged man walked in.
He turned his eyes, scanning the crowd, and finally stopped at Yang Xuan.
Saluting. Jingsong was startled and quickly avoided it.
The man said respectfully: "I have met the Duke."
Boom!
Jingsong felt like his forehead was exploding.
"The Duke..."
He glanced at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan frowned, "You are..."
The man said: "Xiaoguan, don't drive Xiaolan to Sangzhou. I heard that the Duke of Guo was visiting here, so you wanted to come in person to accompany him, but you happened to have something important to do and couldn't get away, so you ordered your subordinate to come to the Duke of Guo to listen to his orders.
"
Logically speaking, Sangzhou does not fall under the jurisdiction of Northern Xinjiang, so Xiao Lan should be more respectful and be done with it.
But he couldn't stand the reputation of the Duke of Qin in front of him. Just thinking of his illustrious military exploits in the north made Xiao Lan feel alarm bells ringing in his heart.
Good people will not come!
When the Duke comes to Su County, there must be something big going on.
"Don't drive?" Jingsong was horrified, "You..." He pointed at Yang Xuan, a sense of despair came over him, "Master Patriarch, the Taoist temple can't be saved."
Yang Xuan sighed: "It's just a change of place."
Jingsong howled, "Many years of foundation! Just wasted in Pindao's hands. Pindao can't stand up to the founder, and Pindao will be the last to die..."
He hit the pillar next to him.
While running, I looked at Yang Xuan.
The only person who could be called a Duke by Xiao Lan was the arrogant Duke of Qin in Northern Xinjiang.
Someone came to offer incense the day before yesterday and mentioned the rush to buy salt in Northern Xinjiang, but Jingsong didn't take it seriously. Now that he thought about it, he understood.
It is hard to imagine the despair of ordinary people when they encounter powerful people. At this moment, Jingsong subconsciously wanted to kill him and save his disciples.
As for the Taoist temple, he knew he couldn't keep it.
If you have a strong will, your body will be fast.
Just as he was about to hit the wooden pillar, Jingsong said: "Master Patriarch, the disciple is here."
"Excuse me, Ambassador Wu." Yang Xuan smiled at Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan pointed at Jingsong, and just as he was about to speak, he saw his figure flashing.
An old man with an immortal air appeared in front of the wooden pillar, gently put his hand on Jingsong's shoulder, flicked his tail, and sighed: "It's fine as long as you recite the sutra. As for where you recite the sutra, does it make any difference?"
Xiao Lan felt relieved and said with a smile: "The Duke is polite, by the way, I didn't know that the Duke is here..."
Yang Xuan didn't need to hide anything at this moment. He pointed behind him and said, "Follow me."
After the two arrived at the Taoist temple, looking at the salt wells, Xiao Lan understood everything.
"I want this salt well!"
Yang Xuan put his hands behind his hands and looked at Xiao Lan, "Does Sangzhou have any objections?"
There is nature.
"There is a shortage of salt in Northern Xinjiang." Xiao Lan smiled bitterly, "This place can attract the attention of the prince, and it must be quite large. If so, the mining and refining activities are also not small, and with the convoys coming and going, it will be difficult to cover up."
When the court learned of the situation, he and Wu Yun would become the culprits.
"Before coming, I inspected the cultivated land in northern Xinjiang. This year will be a good year. And now, because there is a lot of land reclamation, there will be a lot of grain stored after the harvest. Shengzhou is poor and has to purchase a lot of grain every year. Since it is purchasing, why not
Purchase from the nearby Northern Xinjiang?"
Xiao Lan's heart trembled, "The Duke said...the convoy was carrying grain when it came, and salt when it left, to cover people's ears and eyes?" Yang Xuan nodded and said appreciatively: "Do you want to come to Northern Xinjiang to do something?"
Xiao Lan's heart skipped a beat, and he was excited for a moment. He quickly calmed down and said with a wry smile: "After all, paper can't contain the fire. Once discovered, you will not be able to escape, and your subordinates will not be able to escape. I beg you to be merciful, please forgive me.
Follow me up and down Sangzhou!"
"I will take full responsibility for this matter!" Yang Xuan said.
How can you bear it?
Chang'an can't do anything to you, the Duke of Qin, but it can kill me and the envoy.
Xiao Lan felt a little confused, "I will go back and ask the envoy for instructions."
He hurried back to Zhoucheng.
"how?"
Wu Yun is painting in the check-in room.
What was painted was a small bridge, flowing water, and ladies like clouds. It turned out to be the grand scene of Qujiang Pond in Chang'an.
"Your Majesty, something serious has happened."
Wu Yun, who was painting, still lowered his head, "Be calm in times of trouble..."
Xiao Lan rushed in, "There is a salt well in Su County, and Qin Guogong is ready to mine it..."
Boom!
The brush came down, and on the drawing paper, the lips of the newly formed lady were painted black, which looked funny.
Wu Yun slowly raised his head, "A disaster is coming."
Xiao Lan smiled bitterly, "I was thinking about how to avoid this disaster all the way. After much deliberation, I had no choice but to refuse. But the lack of salt in northern Xinjiang made them anxious. The Duke was not a pedantic person.
If you don't do well, they will raise troops to attack Sangzhou. Then you will die."
Wu Yun turned around and left the duty room, stood outside the door, and thought deeply. After a while, he asked: "That salt field...isn't it small?"
"Big!" Xiao Lan took a look at it and said, "More than a hundred people are digging holes everywhere, and they look quite satisfied."
"If the court finds out..." Wu Yun covered his forehead, "There are endless disputes in Chang'an. I didn't expect that I would not be able to escape even if I hid in Sangzhou!"
"Qin Guogong said that Sangzhou is short of food, but there is no shortage in northern Xinjiang now. I, Sangzhou, can buy it nearby."
"You come here as food, but you leave as salt?" Wu Yun sighed, "How long can you keep it secret? One year, two years... eventually it will be discovered one day. If it is revealed, neither you nor I can escape."
Xiao Lan said: "I'm not afraid, but I can't bear to leave my family."
"I don't have such worries," Wu Yunyun said calmly.
"Your Majesty..."
This is not a cold-blooded person!
Xiao Lan felt a little strange.
"This matter must be dealt with as soon as possible."
Wu Yun turned around and said, "The Duke of Qin came to Su County privately to explain that the lack of salt is a matter of life and death for Northern Xinjiang.
You are right. If you refuse forcefully, it will not lead to war.
However, the state of Zuo in the Tang Dynasty is still stable, so the Duke of Qin has strong soldiers and horses, but he can only attack the Northern Liao Dynasty, but does not dare to go south, which shows that he is afraid."
"But the lack of salt is a matter of life and death in Northern Xinjiang. If it comes to that, he will definitely fall out!"
"I know, but we only need to hold him for a while, and then have the news sent to Chang'an quickly." Wu Yun looked at Xiao Lan and smiled.
"Hand over the contradictions!" Xiao Lan clapped his hands, "How wonderful!"
First hold back Yang Xuan, and then leave the conflict to Chang'an...
"Everyone knows what is going on in Sangzhou. If troops are sent from northern Xinjiang, don't blame me for being passive!" Wu Yunsu shook off his hand, "That's it."
Xiao Lan asked tentatively: "Then who is going?"
Wu Yun looked at him, shook his head, and said with disgust: "Old Xiao, you
It’s not good to think about doing great things while not daring to take responsibility. Go ahead!”
"I'm going too!"
Afterwards, Wu Yun and Xiao Lan set off with a few followers.
As for safety, if Yang Xuan wanted to touch him, Qian Yuqi would not be able to do it.
When they arrived in Su County, Yang Xuan was still in the Taoist temple.
Outside the Taoist temple, more than a hundred soldiers were patrolling.
"Stop!"
On the path leading to the Taoist temple, I was blocked by several obstacles.
More than ten sergeants raised their bows and nocked arrows. Xiao Lan on the opposite side shouted: "It's me, it's me!"
"dismount!"
The sergeants are very tough.
"As the dog said, who is the master of Sangzhou?" a follower said dissatisfied.
"Dismount!" Wu Yun dismounted and walked over.
"Wu Yun of Sangzhou, please see the Duke."
The message was sent inside, and a young man who looked quite handsome came out.
"Wu Shijun, the Duke has invited you."
Why does this young man look... so charming? I'm dazzled... Wu Yun smiled and nodded, "That's easy to say, hey! Lao Xiao, you come too."
He Lianyan, who was disguising herself as a man, shook her head and said, "The Duke has said that he will ask Ambassador Wu to go alone."
Wu Yungan smiled and said: "That's fine, that's fine!"
He followed He Lianyan into the Taoist temple and found that the Taoists were nowhere to be seen, and the people inside were all men with strong auras.
"please!"
Helianyan pointed to the main hall.
A man turned his back to them and raised his head slightly to look at the statue.
"I have met the Duke." Wu Yun went in and saluted.
"Old Wu, come and take a look!"
Yang Xuan pointed at the statue of the god, "This god overlooks the human world. Do you think it is sentimental or ruthless?"
If I say it is ruthless, then the Northern Xinjiang army rushing in is also ruthless.
I say that there is love, the soldiers and civilians in northern Xinjiang are crying for food, hoping for salt to save their lives...
It seems that no matter how you say it, it is wrong!
Wu Yun sighed: "Before I came, I planned to..."
"Talk about it." Yang Xuan discovered that the gods enshrined in Qingyun Temple were different from those in metaphysics, so he discussed it with his master. The master looked disgusted and said that he was not sincere.
"The lower official is going to hold the Duke of the country, and then go to Chang'an and leave the matter to the court to resolve."
"You are honest, but if I am secretive, I will feel sorry for you."
Yang Xuan turned around.
When Wu Yun revealed his plan, he originally wanted to survive in death.
Seeing that Yang Xuan was about to reveal his method at this moment, it must have been particularly sharp. He was desperate and smiled bitterly.
Yang Xuan spoke.
"If you want to acquire this salt well, why do you need me to come in person?"
yes!
Wu Yun nodded subconsciously, "The Duke is surrounded by talented people..."
This guy is quite interesting.
Yang Xuan smiled, and then asked softly: "I came here for you! Also for Sangzhou!"