Tang's dining table

Just when Yun Chu was angry, irritable and ashamed, Wen Wen was sitting in a huge earthen house in Yuyang, facing a large group of men wrapped in various leather jackets, patting his bald head and foaming at the mouth.

"You know what the hell, the Chang'an Liushui brand was destroyed by Yong Wangxian's two hundred and fifty. His Majesty was so angry that he vomited blood. When the prince saw the miserable condition of the Chang'an merchants, he whipped Yong Wangxian until he was like a bloody gourd.

This time, His Majesty has issued a clear decree to the people of the world - the world, officials, and private individuals who act rashly and embezzle the funds in the exchange's capital pool - beheaded! "

The merchants in the large room suddenly took in their breaths, glanced at them gently and proudly, and continued.

"That is to say, from now on, if anyone, no matter who they are, dares to commit corruption and misappropriate the money in the capital pool, they will die, or the death of the entire clan.

You merchants in Yuyang were treated by me in the past. Speaking of which, in the past ten years, I have never lost a penny to you, right? "

One of them, an old man with white hair and beard, cupped his hands and said: "Old man just returned from Chang'an. If you don't say anything else, you, the county magistrate, have to compensate those small businessmen for your family's trouble. The old man admires you."

What happened to Liushui Brand this time has nothing to do with the prince, the county magistrate, and the young minister. However, only the three of you took out the family money and dispersed it. In the eyes of my Yuyang merchants, these three are the first-class heroes. hero.

but……"

Wen Wen didn't wait for the old merchant to say what he said, then pointed at his bald head and said, "Do you know why I dress like a monk?"

Everyone shook their heads to express their ignorance.

He gently rubbed his bald head and said, "There is nothing I can do. Junhou sold all his wife's jewelry. He really has no money. He still wants to rebuild the Liushui brand."

The old merchant looked at the merchants around him, coughed and said: "County Lord, the only people who can deal with in Chang'an City now are the County Lord, Junhou and Di Shaoqing.

I know that the three of you are heroes who have lost their families. If you three want to revive your family business, it will be easy. The land of Yuyang is thousands of miles away, and our trade routes are far away in the grasslands. As long as each family pays the county If you collect some good goods, you three can revive your family business. However, Chang'an is so dead right now that it's difficult to deal with it.

Besides, the running water brand has no capital pool, no business guarantee, and there is no way to do business. "

Wen Wen smiled, pointed at the old merchant and a group of merchants and said: "I just asked you why a certain family is a monk, but you gave me a long explanation.

You fucking said that you often travel to Chang'an. Don't you even know who our boss Aye is? "

The old merchant was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he immediately said: "The county minister is talking about Master Xuanzang?"

Wen Wen spread her hands and said: "There is nothing we can do. The Liushui brand was destroyed by that beast Yong Wangxian. It was Junhou's half-life effort. Now, he wants to revive the reputation of the Liushui brand. Unfortunately, he can't get enough money. At this time, he should How to do it?"

A young businessman chuckled and said, "Ask Aye for it."

He glanced at the young businessman tenderly and said, "If you had just messed up a lot of business, how would you, Aye, deal with you?"

The young merchant rubbed his aching legs with lingering fear and said, "I'll give you a beating and some money. What else can I do? I'm the only one like me."

Wen Wen said with a smile: "Do you think Master Xuanzang has many cubs?"

The young businessman smiled and did not answer.

The old merchant said: "In that case, County Lord, let's discuss business. If we go to Chang'an with the County Lord carrying goods this time, it will be a big expense for people to eat horses. If the business fails... …”

Wen Wen saw that the old guy was not showing off his words without finishing his words, so he took out a thick stack of paper from his arms and put it in front of everyone and said: "Same as before, 20% of the value of the goods, this money will be in the Xiangji Kitchen of Daci'en Temple , as long as you arrive in Chang'an, you can go to Xiangji Kitchen to withdraw it, just like you used to withdraw deposits from the capital pool."

The people who came were all big businessmen, and they had naturally seen the cash withdrawal certificate from Buddhist Xiangji Kitchen. This thing was originally created by Buddha himself. If he held the thick paper and looked at the sun, he could vaguely see the shadow of a toad.

Therefore, the big guys immediately began to check the authenticity of these withdrawal certificates. After reading them, they placed them one by one in front of Wen Wen and said, "So, can this business be done?"

Seeing that the time was almost up, Wen Wenwen sighed and said, "If you bring your goods to Chang'an this time to participate in the Liushui brand transaction, a certain company will promise you another 80,000 kilograms of iron goods!"

The old merchant approached Wen Wen and said, "Your Majesty, you should know that iron goods cannot leave Youzhou."

Gentle said: "Pick up the goods in Daxing City."

The old merchant nodded and said to the room full of Yuyang merchants: "The county magistrate has already said this. If we don't know what to do, then we are not human beings."

The merchants all over the room said in a noisy manner: "How can it be possible? How can it be done? Let's go now. While the weather is cold, leather goods are easy to sell in Chang'an. Let's start stocking up now..."

Seeing everyone gearing up, Wen Wen finally let out a sigh of relief...

In Yongning Temple in Xuzhou, Di Renjie sat cross-legged on a futon, looking like an eminent monk.

However, what he faced was not the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, but a room full of merchants.

The merchants stared blankly at Master Daoguang, who managed the Xiangji Kitchen of Yongning Temple, taking out a thick stack of withdrawal certificates from Daci'en Temple from his wide sleeves, their eyes full of confusion.

After Di Renjie glanced at Master Daoguang, he whispered: "Yun Chu is a disciple of Master Xuanzang."

The merchants were stunned again.

Master Daoguang, who had always been at odds with Master Xuanzang, snorted coldly and said, "Why don't you say that Yunchu is Xuanzang's evil son?"

"Oh-"

Di Renjie looked at the candlelight that was swaying due to everyone's rapid inhalation and sighed: "Master, please don't lie."

Master Daoguang threw down a pile of cash and said angrily: "This is my Buddhist fortune. It should have been used to build temples and promote Buddhism, but it was used by Xuanzang's official weapon for personal use. It is really hateful."

After that, he went out angrily.

Di Renjie sighed and calmed down and said, "Where are you going?"

A white-bearded merchant who was recommended by everyone said: "Since I have Buddhist help, I will go back to prepare goods and visit Chang'an."

Di Renjie said: "Mr. Hu is so brave. A certain family hereby guarantees that you will gain a lot from entering Chang'an this time, and it will far exceed the value of the goods."

Just when Yun Chu, Wen Wen, and Di Renjie began to deceive merchants all the way to Chang'an along the three trade routes of Handan, Yuyang, and Xuzhou, Ruichun had already arrived in Luoyang on the road day and night.

Li Zhi looked at Ruichun who was covered in mud and water and said, "Did you meet Yunchu at Guangfu Temple?"

Ruichun reported back: "My slave met Yunchu by the Jishui River."

Li Zhi said: "What is he doing in Jishui?"

Ruichun said: "I am hurriedly heading to Chang'an with the five hundred thousand guan I borrowed from Master Xuanzang."

Li Zhi sighed and said, "Are you busy filling that bottomless pit?"

Ruichun cupped his hands and said, "Yun Chu said that he wanted to use the 500,000 yuan to open the commercial route from Hebei Road to Chang'an. At the same time, Wen Wenwen went to Yuyang and Di Renjie went to Xuzhou, both with the same mission."

Li Zhi glanced at Wu Mei, who was silent, and asked: "Is he sure of success?"

Ruichun knelt on her knees and whispered: "Yunchu said that it's up to people to plan things, and it's up to God to make things happen. If not, he will be the last piece of meat that Datang throws into that black hole."

Li Zhi remained silent for a long time, and the only sound in the hall was the sound of water dripping from the leak into the basin.

"What else did Yunchu say?"

Ruichun took out a memorial from his arms and presented it to the emperor: "This is the conversation between the slave and the prince at the Jishui River. I was afraid that I would forget it, so I compiled it into a memorial."

Li Zhi opened the memorial and read it once, then handed it to Wu Mei and said, "You should also take a look. I have never misjudged this person."

After Wu Mei read the conversation between him and Yun Chu recorded by Ruichun, she said angrily: "Shangguanyi——"

Li Zhi did not respond to Wu Mei's anger, but continued to ask Ruichun: "Did Yunchu read the words I wrote to him?"

Ruichun said: "After seeing it, I burned it in front of my slave. The Lord also said that without the words "Your Majesty," my slave would only see Master Wukong with a solemn appearance and a calm heart."

Hearing this, Li Zhi turned to Secretary Cheng, who was sitting under the curtain and recording "Notes on Daily Life," and said, "Has Master Xuanzang not arrived at Fahua Temple yet?"

Secretary Cheng immediately said: "The Buddha's bone relics were brought to Luoyang for worship on the first day of the year. Therefore, Master Xuanzang is stationed in Baima Temple at this time."

Li Zhi nodded and said: "Tomorrow, I will bring my handwritten letter and invite Master Xuanzang to come to Ziwei Palace to give lectures to me, so that I can get rid of the troubles in my heart."

The Secretary Cheng immediately started writing a letter.

Ruichun said again: "The prince ran a thousand miles for three days and nights, beheaded Guo Daifeng and entrusted him to the Jialan Palace."

Li Zhi nodded and said to Wu Mei: "A chivalrous and courageous person."

Ruichun added: "The Lord requested that Guo Daifeng's body be handed over to He Bingshu and He Bingshu of the Imperial Medical Office for medical judgment."

Wu Mei said coldly: "Why don't we crush these rebellious officials and traitors into ashes and send them to the Imperial Medical Office?"

Li Zhi frowned and said, "He wants to make a human skeleton again?"

Ruichun said: "The prince said that those who have access to foreign countries and murder my descendants of the Tang Dynasty should take a warning!"

Li Zhi sighed and said: "He completely doesn't want his own reputation. That's all. I still have to take care of these ministers and issue decrees in the name of the queen."

Wu Mei groaned, clenched her fist fiercely, and her long nails pierced her palm again.

Li Zhi glanced at Wu Mei and said, "Didn't you just want to crush Guo Daifeng's ashes? I think there is no difference between the two."

Wu Mei sighed and said: "You are no wiser than your Majesty."

Li Zhi said: "Take your time, we have to do everything slowly, don't be in a hurry, as long as people are anxious, they will easily make mistakes.

All the troubles we are facing now come from my impatience.

From now on, I will not do things in such a hurry again. I hope the queen can also remember that stabilizing the situation and long-term peace is what our royal family needs. "