Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Li Xianzhong is very poor, and the whole Jianzhouwei is very poor. As for why they are poor, the reason is simple, because they don’t know how to farm, they only know how to hunt and collect all kinds of things that can be exchanged for money.

Therefore, Jianzhouwei at this time was actually not much better than Sheng Jurchen.

The so-called tribute is actually some local specialties. After sending off the emperor, there was still a lot left, and Li Xianzhong began his own diplomatic activities.

Several auxiliary ministers were going to move around, but Li Xianzhong hit a wall. He said politely that his master hadn't seen guests recently.

Then Li Xianzhong went to a few Wuxun's homes, but was also turned away.

In the end, there was nothing, and fearing that the goods would fall in his hands, Li Xianzhong had no choice but to go to the prince for help.

Zhu Gaochi was a little bit dumbfounded when he heard his request, so he went to ask Zhu Di for instructions.

"Father, Li Xianzhong is crying poor, saying that he wants to give some gifts to the ministers in the court, and then exchange some gifts to take home."

Zhu Di's brows were frowning and could pinch a fly. He said impatiently, "Crying poor day by day, crying poor month after month, should I raise them?"

Zhu Gaochi said helplessly: "Father, the North Korean side has to be constrained by Jianzhouwei!"

"waste!"

Zhu Di didn't know who he was scolding, and then said, "Go, let Xing Hebo deal with it."

When Zhu Gaochi thought about it, he smiled and said: "Father is wise, Xing He Bo never suffers from dealing with foreign nations, but Li Xianzhong estimates that he will be slapped."

Zhu Di put on his glasses and mumbled: "That stub has gotten into Qian's eyes. Let Li Xianzhong find him and don't bother me."

So Li Xianzhong, who had been waiting outside the palace, was notified.

Liang Zhong said with a serious face: "Most of the foreign affairs in the current court are Xing Hebo dealing with, your majesty's will..."

"puff!"

Li Xianzhong immediately knelt down, his five-big and three-thick figure, knocking on the stone slab with a crisp sound.

Liang Zhong's face twitched, and he felt that his knees were hurting. Then he said: "Your Majesty's will, let you see Xinghe Uncle, most things can be solved, the palace is far away, and if you have nothing to do, you can avoid a few trips. "

Li Xianzhong stood up with a silly smile, his knees were not problematic: "I'm bothering my father-in-law, I have some gifts for the next official, please accept me."

Accept your sister!

Liang Zhong learned from Fang Xing's mouth about the current situation of the Jurchens and North Koreans, wherever they would go to the muddy waters, and said with a straight face: "Who are you in our family! Don't go!"

Li Xianzhong smiled and woke up, and then went away in a slanderous manner.

"Bah! Pretend! Let's watch you pretend!"

Would the guy who can be the leader of the tribe be so honest?

Liang Zhong feels that this guy is testing his IQ.

"Wait for Xing He Bo to clean up you!"

...

Li Xianzhong immediately prepared a ‘rich’ gift when he returned, and then took his entourage to Fangjiazhuang in a mighty manner.

After entering Fangjiazhuang, the children are already on vacation and are running wildly on the mansion to celebrate their escape from the clutches of learning.

When they saw a team of cavalry and carriage coming in, the children all ran over, ready to see who was coming.

But when they ran forward, seeing these knights' bald heads and fierce faces, a little girl cried.

"who are you?"

An older boy came out with his arms folded and asked. The others had a clear division of labor. Some went to report the letter and some went to comfort the little girl. They were very orderly.

Li Xianzhong understood Daming dialect, so he tried to squeeze a smile and said, "I'm waiting to see Xinghe Uncle, please give way."

"Want to see my master?"

The boy gave a dry cough, and said as an adult: "Someone has already reported, you wait."

Li Xianzhong nodded depressedly, then dismounted, took out some beans from the meeting hall to feed the horse.

On the grassland, the horse is your comrade-in-arms. If you are not dedicated to your comrade-in-arms, you are seeking your own death.

It didn't take long for several Jia Ding to come out under the leadership of Xin Laoqi, just fully armed.

The prime minister's door has to be the seventh-rank official, the family member of an uncle of Daming, that is of course not a low status, so Li Xianzhong hurriedly said: "Xiaguan Li Xianzhong, come to visit Xinghe uncle."

Xin Laoqi took a look at the cavalry team, and said solemnly: "When you arrive at Fangjiazhuang, you must abide by the rules and hand over your knives and bows and arrows."

"Deception too much..."

An entourage wanted to rush up angrily, and Xin Laoqi was not angry when he saw it. He just waved his hand and aimed a few crossbows at this guy.

"return!"

Li Xianzhong yelled, and then took off the waist knife first.

Xin Laoqi nodded and said, "This is the private place of my uncle. Unless it is your Majesty and His Royal Highness, there will be no one who is disobedient!"

After being beaten, Li Xianzhong smiled and entered the main house, and then waited in the front hall for Fang Xing's reception.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean? Do you mean I can do business?"

Fang Xing was a little depressed in the study, what he wanted to see was Brother Meng Timur. As for the commander of Jianzhou Guard, who is still respectful towards Daming at present, he is not very interested.

Huang Zhong smiled and said, "Most of Jurchen's goods are mountain products, uncle, we really can't sell it!"

Fang Xing said disdainfully: "Why are those mountain products used for? It's not as valuable as war horses."

At this time, the knife reported that Li Xianzhong had arrived, and Fang Xing got up and went to the front hall.

"Meet Uncle."

Li Xianzhong kneeled and saluted, and Fang Xing saw the entire hairstyle.

The empty head, only hair on the back of the head and ears, was finally braided into two thin braids.

"Get up."

After sitting down on both sides, Fang Xing asked casually: "Why do you want to keep braids?"

Li Xianzhong said piously: "The soul of a person will enter and exit through the Lumen, and the hair will cover it, so long ago, the clansmen who were under official status were like this."

Fang Xing nodded slightly, and then figured out the source of the so-called money rat tail.

"Uncle, your majesty has ordered your subordinates to come to see you, just for the goods, please take care of your uncle."

Fang Xing nodded: "Uncle Ben has already learned the will, but there is no shortage of mountain goods. You should know this too?"

At this time, many places in Daming's territory were virgin forests, not to mention mountain products, there were many tigers and leopards.

Li Xianzhong said frustratedly: "The subordinates know that, so this time I also brought some beads. Apart from offering them to your majesty, I also want to exchange some money for food."

Beizhu?

Fang Xing said calmly: "Yes, if the color is good, Ben will take it first."

Li Xianzhong was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly called someone to take a few boxes in. After opening, the halo spontaneously regenerated.

Fang Xing glanced slightly, then picked up a few picky ones: "I got a box a few years ago, which is bigger than this."

Li Xianzhong said disappointedly: "Uncle~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then how much do you think it is worth?"

Fang Xing sighed, "How can I take care of these merchants? Isn't that fighting for the benefit of the people! Bolu, come on."

Huang Zhongren smiled and stood up and said: "Lord Li don't have to worry about this, and we will wait for the next count and inspection."

Fang Xing pointed to the outside and said: "These trivial matters will be handled by the people below, and you and I will go outside."

Huang Zhong smiled slightly, then and Li Xianzhong's entourage began to check the points.

Of course, the buyer must keep the price down, and the price is very low...

After the two of them got outside, Fang Xing asked, "How about brother Timur?"

"good."

"Are you respectful to Daming?"

"Respectfully, Daming treats him like a new parent. He prays devoutly every day, praying for Daming..."