"Old Chen said that Master Guanhe was the Lord Lefan, who was a monk, but he had no reason to get involved with the King of Wei. He thought he was not a pure person outside the world. The two took it from Old Chen's hands.
With such a big secret, there will naturally be no action."
Li Chongrun raised a finger, "So the Dragon Vein Plan originally wanted to help the King of Wei build momentum and take over the prince. Unfortunately, I was disturbed."
"The later Master Guanhe knew this secret for some reason, and this was the plan we guessed now. The first goal of the plan is naturally to make money."
Bing'er looked at Li Chongrun with some confusion, but she didn't expect why Li Chongrun took the business as a businessman so seriously.
"The second time I officially met His Highness the Princess was in the secret room of the Princess's Mansion. His Highness said to me, "Rebellion is always a matter of money. I agree with it."
Seeing that they didn't understand each other very much, Li Chongrun could only say a few simple words: "What Buddhism lends to is the things, but what is the money collected is the copper coins. Several major grain accounts helped to collect grain and silk and tried hard to lower the price.
We should not let foreign vendors raise prices. After a while, the copper coins earned in it belong to Buddhism, and the land and seven businesses will be returned to everyone's profits. Wouldn't it be a pleasure?"
Although Ruiniang and Yang San still had confused expressions, Bing'er still looked like she was vaguely understanding.
"Yangzhou was originally a prosperous place and a land of fish and rice. It has been a heavy grain production since ancient times. However, now there are not ten grains produced in Yangzhou. It is ridiculous to buy rice from outside where rice is produced?"
Li Chongrun could not tell Bing'er about economic concepts in later generations such as grain wars or cultivated land red lines, and could only hypothesize ancient books to gaggle.
"So the second goal is to control the people of Yangzhou. If you want to control the people, the easiest way is to make the people hungry."
"The story of Guanzi's lightness and heaviness was told. The great country Qi exchanged copper for the small countries Ju and Lai for high prices. Ju and Lai countries planted purple grass widely and abandoned grain. The second year, Qi was the second year.
The country suddenly stopped importing purplish grass. The fields of the two small countries were planted with purplish grass. There was no food, the farmers had no food to eat, and no one fought even when they fought. Qi State easily annexed the two countries."
"So the most important thing about farming is that if all the world is controlled by these businesses, it is unimaginable that so many people are willing to pay for their meals."
"A few years ago, Xu Jingye rebelled here, and I think he used this plan, which caused so many people to rebel together. Unexpectedly, he was learned by these surviving shops."
Bing'er understood a little and asked carefully, "Have you controlled so many people, is it because he wants to rebel?"
"If you just want to rebel, it would be fine." Li Chongrun speculated on his third goal again. "I guess if there were only Wuling people, they really wanted to rebel."
"The problem is that with Master Guanhe's participation, I'm afraid it's not as simple as wanting to rebel."
Binger's talent in political struggle is much higher than that of Li Chongrun. As long as it does not involve the concept of later generations, it will be clear at all. "Master Guanhe wants to help people create momentum. Does it naturally require the people's hearts."
"Yes, this is back to the original purpose of the entire plan, but the frame of King Wei's car was already soaked in the Yellow River, so naturally it would not be a stimulus for him. King Liang had never shown a stance to fight for the throne.
Others with the surname Wu lack some qualifications.”
"There is even more unlikely for those with the surname Li. Not to mention that there are not many left, the most likely one among the remaining people is my fourth uncle. He is originally the imperial heir, and it is meaningless. My father was still exiled in Fangzhou. It is said that
Usually, even if you send some wood-fired people, you have to open the door to show your innocence, which is not very similar."
"So we just need to wait and see who got it and investigate Xiangrui, and we will naturally know who it belongs."
Binger nodded: "Whoever gets the most benefits will have something to do with the Wuling people and Master Guanhe."
The sails were swelled by the north wind, causing the pleasure boat, which was originally lying quietly on the water, to shake it gently a few times, as if reminding Li Chongrun something.
"This matter is urgent. Bing'er will work hard to come back to his senses tomorrow and report it to His Royal Highness the Princess in person."
"Yes, Prince."
"Rui Niang, thank you for your hard work and keep an eye on the owners of these businesses. The Wuling people are hiding a little tightly. We can't search the monk with moles in the eyebrows all over the city, so we can only use it.
These stupid ways to find him."
"This year's harvest has been greatly reduced. Buddhism has not received land, and the business has not made any money. I have worked hard to use Japanese talents to break through the plan. The only abnormality in the plan is me."
Li Chongrun pointed at himself and made a gesture of four: "If I were the young monk sent by Wuling or Guanhe, the simplest, rough and effective way was to kill me as soon as possible so as to keep this
The plan continues to be implemented.”
"You mean, they will assassinate His Highness?"
"Be confident and remove the question mark. I think the fourth bird I took with me."
Yang San seemed to dislike such boring and brain-burning dialogues, but I heard that those people might have assassinated Li Chongrun recently, but I guessed Li Chongrun's intention to stop the boat just now.
"Why don't we live in the workshop? That place is remote and has a high walled courtyard, so it's easy to defend."
"It's not very meaningful, and there's never a reason to defend against thieves for a thousand days." Li Chongrun looked at the river bank in the night. When the cold wind whistled, it was different from the prosperous scene on the west bank. There were only shadows of dead branches and leaves in the dark night.
The afterimage stands there.
"If that monk is really going to kill me, it will be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity today." Li Chongrun said to them with some emotion, "Today, the owners of these businesses went to the meeting in a hurry, and I think they were discussing this
question."
"Can we just wait like that?"
"Go and call Wu Qi and the others up. I have a plan to go with the flow, but I still have to ask them for help."
When there was a hint of whiteness in the sky, a black carriage drove from the direction of Naguanhe toward the princess' villa.
There was a shiny lantern on the carriage, which made the engravings of the princess's house look very eye-catching.
A few sounds of somewhat slutty men and women playing from the carriage, drifting far away at this darkest time, as if reminding everyone.
"Open the door! The prince is back home!"
The driver was a boy who seemed to be a little unbearable for the cold winter in the south of the Yangtze River and was dressed very heavily. The boy slapped the vermilion-red front door of the garden, breaking the quiet dreams of many people.
"Welcome the prince back home~"
The door held a long tail sound and opened the garden door step by step. Several guards who were guarding the door rushed over when they heard the sound. They knelt respectfully under the eaves of the house to welcome the young prince home.
.
The door guarding the door carefully approached the front of the carriage and used a thin bamboo pole to open the curtain of the carriage. A chubby figure in the carriage was shining by the angrily wind light on the front of the carriage, and her purple robe looked special.
Eye-catching.
Except for Li Chongrun, who dares to dress like this in Yangzhou City?
"Do!" A sound of bowstrings, followed by a crossbow arrow covering the somewhat luxurious carriage like rain.
"There are assassins!"
"Enemy attack!"
A few loud shouts, accompanied by the woman's screams and the sound of weapons being sheathed, several gray figures showed their bodies from under the river bank and on the roof, threw away the crossbow in their hands, and pulled out the horizontal knife.
It was like a carriage flying away.
"The prince is stolen!"
The young man who had knocked on the door had shouted loudly at the top of his throat, and hurriedly led the carriage to the garden and ran away. The guards who were originally following the princes behind the carriage were tightly grasping with Qianniu Guards in green robes.
After rushing to catch up with him, Ding Ding fought with the incoming assassin, but the number of assassins was large, and it was difficult to tell the difference for a while.
A figure covered in blood was snatched from the carriage by the guards. When he was lit by a huge lantern at the main entrance of the garden, his purple robe was stained with blood, and it appeared a very strange brown-black appearance.
The figure was no longer moving. No matter how the war was, he hurried to the mansion. He faintly heard from the central government: "Save someone, go and find a doctor."
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On the other side of the main entrance of the garden, a figure dressed in gray was not involved in the battle, but instead dived into the shadow under the river bank, and there was no movement.