Malicious Medical Princess of the Marquis House

Ha ha!

Someone sneered.

The window was open, and a gust of wind came in, with the smell of river water in the inner city.

Yuhua Lane is near the Inner City River, and everyone is used to smelling the river.

However, at this moment, with this "hehe", the taste of the river changed, making the atmosphere in the house a little tense.

"In the past, I took a trip to the Western Regions, let alone five times the profit, even ten times the profit is not a problem. Now, with the Western Region Gold Rush, even the small merchants and hawkers want to run to the Western Regions. I saw a small The boss bought 10,000 taels of tea and prepared to ship it to Xiliang."

"Everyone swarms to the west. With so many goods piled up, lowering prices is inevitable. By then, let alone ten times the profit, I am afraid that even five times the profit will not be kept. After a hard year, we will make a lot of money in the end. Hard money, why bother."

Wu Dabiao grabbed the arm of the chair, "Listen to everyone, don't you want to go to the Western Regions?"

"Boss Wu misunderstood. We all support your statement. The Western Regions must run. However, Sanhe Express charges too high, and the value of the goods is too expensive. Can we bypass Sanhe Express and our own people **** the goods? Go out to the Western Regions."

"We have our own escorts, and they are all veterans. Why do we find Sanhe Express? Everyone puts so much money in, and it takes less than a year to go back and forth. In the end, all of them are cheaper. Sanhe Express is not worth it."

"Short-sighted!" Wu Dabiao cursed.

Everyone is dissatisfied.

Wu Dabiao sternly said, "Do you think that without Beirong and Xiliang, the grasslands will be peaceful? Tell you, without Beirong and Xiliang, all the small tribes with only a few hundred people and a thousand people will be exposed. When they came out, they turned into rattlemen robbers on the grassland. They were born and raised, are familiar with the terrain, and are adept at bowing horses. Ask yourself, have our guards been able to serve them? The Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce next door is willing to pay three. With express delivery, can't our Northern Chamber of Commerce not be able to afford this money?"

"Sanhe Express charges too expensive."

Wu Dabiao threw out a stack of brochures, "Sanhe Express charges more expensive, for its own reason. After leaving customs, you can stay in the military fortress at night. He promised that if the person is gone, he will bring back the payment as usual. The goods are gone, they don’t charge anything."

"For thousands of miles, how many fortresses can there be?"

“It’s better to have a place to rest and stop and replenish fresh water than to sleep in the wilderness. The grassland and desert are by no means as peaceful as we think. Sanhe Express has its own reason for daring to charge such a high fee. Don’t talk nonsense and be willing to join in. Just say that you don’t want to leave now."

Wu Dabiao spoke.

However, all of you present here are old foxes, and no one moves.

Wu Dabiao sneered, "Then I will assume that you all agree. One million taels worth of goods, everyone collect. I am two hundred thousand, how much are you?"

"One million is a little too much, eight hundred thousand."

"Yes, 800,000, auspicious."

"Okay! Just 800,000 goods. I'm still 200,000, how about you?"

Everyone joins in money, or joins in goods.

They were all wealthy businessmen, and they quickly collected 800,000 taels.

The next step is to organize the supply and contact Sanhe Express.

...

On a sunny day, Wang Xiaoxi left the capital with a caravan with the caravan.

His wife took the child and saw him off at the gate of the city.

It is a husband and wife after all.

"Don't worry about me, I will be back this time next year."

"Don't do it when you go out. It's okay to lose money, you must be safe."

The husband and wife bid farewell to each other with tears.

On the same day, dozens of horses left the capital and headed west.

They carried a bright yellow imperial decree to convey the emperor's heart to Xiliang, and officially named Luhou as the prince of Anxi, the first king with a different surname since Taizu proclaimed himself emperor.

For this purpose, the most knowledgeable people in the courtroom, word by word, cling to words.

As Master Lu who wrote this decree, he was collectively impeached by Yu Shi.

Just point at his nose and curse "national thief"!

Master Lu was wronged.

Yushi or something, really is the most annoying group of people.

In the eyes of this group of yushi, anyone who is not pleasing to the eye must be named as a national thief.

The real national thief is the Chinese cabbage in the vegetable market, wholesale and retail.

A purpose was decently criticized.

Pick the bones in the egg and pick out more than a dozen defects.

The literary talent is not good.

The Chinese book made Master Lu simply quit.

Whoever loves to write the imperial edict will write it.

Just for this, the court made a fuss for a while.

The final decree was written by Emperor Liu Zhao himself.

"I am not afraid of being infamy! If this is a wrong decision, I will bear all the consequences. For a hundred years, I am not afraid of being scolded afterwards."

As soon as the voice fell, Yu Xi fell.

A decree with legal principles was released.

Qian Fu's decree passing team, with the imperial decree, hurried to the west.

Xiliang is too far away for the imperial court.

Then let the caravan, let the adventurers stare at Xiliang for the court, stare at King Anxi, stare at the grassland desert.

Liu Zhao stood at the top of the city wall and watched the mission team leave.

The squad passed by the caravan.

Everyone in the caravan was full of excitement and excitement, with stars in their eyes.

They are going to Xiliang, which is a feat for anyone, enough to boast of three generations.

My dad...

My grandpa...

My ancestor...

Back then, the Western Regions Gold Rush, went thousands of miles west, tens of thousands of miles back and forth, and brought back...

On the way to the West End...

On the way back...

My home has developed since then.

Going to Xiliang here is an ancestor's feat for future generations.

Even if it fails, it is worth remembering.

If it is successful, the inscription will be written for future generations.

...

The Baiyun Temple in Beijing welcomes an extremely distinguished guest today.

Dao Xuan Qing, who has not been out of the mountain gate for many years, personally greeted him at the gate.

"Infinite Heaven!"

"Dao Master Xuanqing is polite."

Gu Jiu got off the soft sedan chair, and she dressed very plainly today.

If it were not for the maidservant around her, the guards were on guard, and if they met without knowing it, they would mistake her for which lady she was.

"Please go inside, you have a cup of tea."

Gu Jiu said with a smile: "It is an honor for this palace to drink the tea prepared by the Taoist master himself."

She stepped into Baiyun View.

Guannei Jiner deliberately closed the mountain gate just to welcome the empress.

Therefore, there are no good men and believers in the temple, but only a few Taoists, all of whom look like Zhou Zheng.

Gu Jiu followed Xuanqing Dao Chang through the main hall, the atrium, and through several corridors to the Houshan Pavilion.

The terrain here is open and the scenery is beautiful.

"My palace doesn't even know that Baiyun Temple has such good places to go."

"This is a place for the poor and clean, and no outsiders come here on weekdays."

"No wonder!"

"Niang Niang, please have tea."

"Thanks a lot!"

After the five flavours of tea, Gu Jiu put down the cup and entered the topic.

"Do you know what this palace is looking for?"

"Poor Dao dare to guess, is it related to Xiliang."

Gu Jiu nodded approvingly, "Do you have any thoughts about Xiliang?"

Dao Xuan Qing smiled, with an unpredictable smile, "How dare you have an idea."

"Why dare to have an idea?"

"What does the empress need to do, why not speak bluntly."

"Consult the Daoist Master, I want to take root in Xiliang, and even assimilate the local Xiliang people. The purpose is for Xiliang people to recognize themselves as Dazhou people in a hundred years. In addition to force deterrence, combination of interests, and cultural transmission, they will also What do I have to do?"

Xuan Qing said with a long smile: "The three things that the mother said is enough!"

Gu Jiu shook his head, "Insufficient, far inadequate. The situation in the Western Regions is complex, with many races and increasingly serious conflicts. These three things alone make Anxi want to absorb and assimilate Xiliang, but it is far from enough."

"Oh? If it is not enough, Niang Niang should consult the ministers and workers in the court, not a foreigner who is poor."

Gu Jiu laughed, "This palace still needs the power of faith."

Dao Xuan Qing paused for a moment, and then said nonchalantly: "I heard that the poor Dao heard that Xiliang Guoshi is hopeless. I was originally from the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Gu Jiu seemed to smile but not, "What do Xiliang people believe in, do you know what the Taoist leader?"

Dao Chang Xuanqing shook his head, "I don't know!"

Gu Jiu solemnly said: "We believe in God and our ancestors in the Great Zhou Dynasty. We built ancestral temples and worshipped them in a pious and grand manner. This is also the original driving force for a family to twist into a rope. Heaven is the ancestor, and the ancestor is the belief. The Northwest Army is stationed in the west. Liang, to assimilate the locals, one has to rely on intermarriage of several generations.

However, most of the soldiers of the Northwest Army lost their families and ancestral hall sacrifices, which meant they lost their faith and their spiritual support. The Northwest Army has lost their faith, so how to assimilate the locals? How to defeat the faith of the locals? If one day, the Dazhou people in Xiliang no longer believe in ancestors, but convert to local beliefs, will he still be a Dazhou people? "

Daoist Xuanqing looked serious, "What do you want to say?"

Gu Jiu said: "The Northwest Army needs an ancestral hall, sacrifices, and faith. Their descendants also need the inheritance of faith from their parents. If you do not occupy the highlands of faith, if you Taoists do not occupy them, others will occupy them. After the occupation, I have to turn my head back and slam on your Taoist side. Bai Yunguan, as the world's best Taoist school, can't stand still and watch other people play their prestige."

Taoist Master Xuanqing was silent for a moment, "Niangniang's meaning, poor Dao understands. You want our Taoist school to enter Xiliang."

"Exactly!"

"In Xiliang, Niang Niang already has a Buddhist school and a Master Wuwang, why do we need our Taoists to come forward?"

Gu Jiu smiled, "Buddha, the ins and outs, the Taoist knows better than this palace. Taoism is the cultural belief that this land has inherited since ancient times. The soldiers of the Northwest Army need sacrifices, spiritual sustenance, and faith inheritance. This important task is none other than your Taoists. Our palace hopes that one day, the natives of Xiliang speak Chinese, wear Chinese clothes, read Chinese books, write Chinese characters, and believe in the ancestors of the Han family. Instead of a survival of the fittest, change It’s a weird belief. It is not allowed to be invaded by foreign beliefs."