Prosperous Tang Blood Blade

Tongguan cars are like flowing water and horses are like dragons, and the road from Chang'an to Tongguan has been built. If it weren't for Li Jiancheng and Li Shimin's fight, the road would have already been built to Luoyang by this time.After passing Tongguan, the four-wheeled carriage began to gallop into the track, because the track could be more stable and save labor.

A heavy-duty four-wheeled carriage can carry forty stones of grain.Of course, if there is no four-wheeled carriage, it is not bad for an ordinary two-wheeled carriage to load a dozen or twenty shi.

Entering the first post station outside Tongguan City, several civilian husbands dressed as postmen looked at the continuous convoy and immediately cursed.

"Damn it, it's not over yet! How many days has it been, transporting dirt every day!"

"Damn it, they're full and stuffed, making it difficult for Yeye to live every day!"

However, the leader of the meeting has issued a strict order that all passing carts must be inspected to prevent foreign food from entering the customs.Therefore, these secret workers and eyeliners secretly insert thin drills into the grain bags from time to time. The thin drills have grooves, which can easily distinguish the grain and soil in the grain bags.

While the eyeliner was cursing, he pulled out his drill from the grain bag, only to find that the groove of the drill was not soil, but golden millet.

Eyeliner's complexion changed, and he exclaimed, "Old Jia, something is wrong, there is something wrong!"

As he said that, he took out the brazier from the other one, and it turned out to be the same golden millet.

The eyeliner called Lao Jia hurriedly greeted more than a dozen eyeliners, and at the same time conducted spot checks on the stopped grain trucks.

However, the results of the spot checks were beyond their expectations. These grain trucks were definitely not fake, they were all real grain trucks.

Lao Jia didn't dare to be careless. Anyway, the speed of random inspection was fast, and it didn't take much time for a grain truck. He successively random-checked about [-] large trucks, and the results were without exception.All are food trucks.

"Something has happened, hurry up and report to Chang'an!"

The two fast horses galloped towards Chang'an without any hesitation.

Grain merchants are very rich. In order to ensure the timeliness of the news, a large number of manpower and fast horses have been deployed in all directions of Chang'an. Therefore, when the grain convoy at the Tongguan post station appeared, and then received the news in Chang'an, the time had not just passed. Three hours.

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In the backyard of Prince Qi's Mansion, in the small courtyard where Yu Wenhua lived.Yu Wenhua looked at the messenger below and asked solemnly, "Is there food in Tongguan?"

The messenger nodded and said: "That's right, you guys have checked it clearly. There are more than 800 four-wheeled carriages. Calculated at 7 shi per cart, there are no less than [-] shi of grain!"

Li Yuanji also came in a hurry after receiving the news.

Yu Wenhua made a very detailed inquiry.

Li Yuanji looked at Yu Wenhua and said, "Sir, did you hear that something big happened?"

Yu Wenhuaji said lightly: "It's nothing serious, it's just 7 shi of grain!"

Li Yuanji said solemnly: "7 shi is barely enough to consume the city of Chang'an for two or three days. It's nothing to worry about, but where do these grains come from?"

Yu Wenhua shook his head and said, "It's not clear yet, but further news will come soon..."

Speaking of this, Yu Wenhuaji pondered: "Now that everyone has received the news, I'm afraid they can't sit still anymore, no, I can't stay in the Qi Palace anymore, the goal here is too big, I need to leave the city immediately !"

Li Yuanji said uneasy in his heart: "It's so good!"

Yu Wenhua and the unmarked carriage left Qi Palace slowly.

As the mighty grain trucks were transported into Chang'an City, the entire Chang'an City had already begun to boil, and the excited people danced and danced around the motorcade, cheering with joy.

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In the Xiande Hall of the Taiji Palace, Shang Shu Zuo Servant She Feng Deyi stood in front of Li Jiancheng holding a wat board, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, this year's poor harvest in Guanzhong is a foregone conclusion, and it is very difficult to recruit soldiers. Judging from the memorial, the shortage of soldiers in the army is nearly 40%. I think that men with strong bodies and below should be designated as "middle men" and conscripted into the army. In this way, our Tang Dynasty can prepare an army of [-]. This scale is enough to compete with the Turks."

Li Jiancheng patted the imperial couch, nodded again and again and said: "What Mr. Feng said is very true, there is no hesitation in the matter, and the Ministry of Zhongshu will immediately draw up an order."

At this time, the cheers of the people in Chang'an City came faintly to Taiji Palace.

Li Jiancheng couldn't hear it clearly, he just felt that the sound was overwhelming. Li Jiancheng looked at Wei Zheng and said, "What's going on?"

Wei Zheng asked a little Huangmen to run to check.

Not long, about a stick of incense, another little Huangmen ran in and said, "Your Majesty is overjoyed, overjoyed!"

Li Jiancheng said: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Huangmen reported: "The food in Henan Province has been transported into Guanzhong, and the food crisis in Guanzhong can be resolved!"

Li Jiancheng asked in feigned surprise, "How much food did the Henan government bring?"

Xiao Huangmen said with a happy smile: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Henan government transported 500 million shi of grain from Guanzhong, and the first batch of [-] shi has arrived in the capital!"

Li Jiancheng clapped the case and said: "Okay, okay... Order the official warehouses to prepare to receive grain! The Ministry of Ministers has drawn up an announcement that the official warehouses will continue to release grain. The price of [-] yuan per bucket will remain unchanged, and an additional [-] stones will be issued every day!"

Chapter 11 Even if you go bankrupt, you can't afford it

Chapter 11 Even if you go bankrupt, you can't afford it

On the edge of the Baqiao outside Chang'an City, in a wine shop.Yu Wenhuaji's carriage slowly stopped outside the door of the restaurant, and the waiter knocked on the stick and shouted: "Excellent wine, unlimited supply, one hundred yuan per bucket!"

Yu Wenhuaji waved his hand, and the carriage stopped slowly.Yu Wenhuaji walked straight into the private room next to the window of the restaurant, saying it was a private room is actually not appropriate, because this private room does not have a door, only a linen curtain covers the door, and the scene inside cannot be seen clearly.

When Yu Wenhua entered the private room, several Yuan followers violently drove out the drinkers in the restaurant and guarded the door of the restaurant.

Yu Wenhua and Juzhong were sitting in a private room, cutting a whole roast lamb with a knife in his hand, and kneeling below him was a terrified Tang military captain, who was trembling.

Yu Wenhuaji cut off the meat from the leg of lamb with a small knife, and then broke the leg bone with a small knife. While sucking the bone marrow in the leg bone, he asked, "Have you eaten?"

Lieutenant Tang Jun trembled and didn't speak.

A Yuan follower yelled: "If you don't answer, are you courting death?"

The Tang Army Colonel trembled and said, "Eat... no... no...!"

Yu Wenhuaji asked lightly: "Did you eat yesterday?"

The captain said timidly: "Eat... eat...."

Yu Wenhuaji asked again: "What do you eat?"

Lieutenant Tang Jun looked at Yu Wenhua and the leg of lamb in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and said in an unspeakable way: "Mimi dumplings."

Yu Wenhuaji asked again: "How much did you eat?"

Captain Tang Jun said: "Two... one."

Yu Wenhuaji looked at the eight-foot-tall figure of Colonel Tang Jun, and asked in disbelief, "Two millet dumplings for one meal? Is your appetite small enough?"

Lieutenant Tang Jun shook his head and said, "No...not one meal...one day...just two rice balls a day...!

Yu Wenhuaji put down the knife, and asked calmly, "Only two pancakes for one meal a day?"

Lieutenant Tang Jun hurriedly said, "Yes... yes... and two bowls of soup."