The Human Emperor

Chapter 821 [Ninth! 】

Wang Chong stunned, yes, everyone’s fate is determined by themselves. Although Xu Xiaoqin is different from him, he does not know what will happen in the future, but everything just makes her say it. Whether or not he is, the prince’s ending is actually the same. In contrast, no matter what he does, he has no influence on him.

As Xu Yuqin said, fate is determined by himself.

"Haha, well, don't say this thing. Or talk about the Western Region. This is only something that you can solve. In addition, the Turkic horse dealer is also hoping to hand it over to you. We just got The first batch was completed, and there were several batches of horses trading. In addition, the poisonous Hyderabad also handled it for me. The silver of the city of steel is almost the same, and now it can only be from the war horse. There are other ways to find a way."

Wang Chongdao.

"Oh, in fact, it is far less troublesome. If you are short of money, it is good to sell the steel city on the triangular gap to the country, or build another steel city in the adjacent location and sell the city. To the imperial court. The construction technology of the current steel city is only mastered by you. And if you can build a base on the plateau and block the Uzbek Tibetans, then no matter how much money, I believe that the adults and the households on the court and The crotch is also sure to be willing to pay for it."

Xu Xiaoqin smiled awkwardly, and there was a kind of convincing power in his expression. It seems that there is nothing in the world that can hold her back.

"Buy the city?"

Wang Chong’s eyes lit up and he stumbled back. Although I know that Xu Xiaoqin is a logistical queen in the world, but Wang Chong did not think that her brain is so big, she can think of this method. In Datang, due to the backwardness of construction methods, the construction of a city is often time-consuming and laborious. After spending a huge price, it is often empty.

In contrast, Wang Chong's steel city seems to be costly, but compared with the same area of ​​the city, it saves a lot of work hours, but saves a lot. Most importantly, the war defense function of the Iron City is unmatched by any city. This is precisely what is most needed in the ideals of the adults in the court.

"In fact, it's not just that. Since you can negotiate with the poison people and become their exclusive agent in China, why can't you use the same thing in your city of steel? And if you worry that they learn to walk you If you are a steel city technology, you can completely water the entire city wall with iron juice, solder it into one, and burn the drawings. The Westerners are far less ingenious than the Han people, even if they get the drawings. It doesn't necessarily work. And there isn't such a huge steel production support, and it's also useless to know the secret."

Xu Weiqin skirt swayed, stood up from the seat, and slowly walked behind Wang Chong. The light waves in her beauty reveal the infinite intelligence and wisdom, and there is a deep understanding of everything:

"...but the Western Region is different. The place is barren. Many places are rocks. Your city of steel is very useful here. In addition, the Western countries are very rich, and there are countless gems, pearls and agates. No matter how much you offer, I believe they will buy them. Not only that, but the city of steel is not only the Western countries, but also the body. The goods are not necessarily used in gold, you build a steel city for them. In exchange for Uzbek Steel in Hyderabad, it is also OK. And I believe that they are also very happy to accept. After all, I have heard that the body poison is often attacked by other countries. So your trades can be more long-term."

"Haha, good! It really is the talented woman of our Datang, the future logistics queen, everything will be handed over to you to operate."

Wang Chong looked at Xu Xiaoqin, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and finally he finally couldn’t help but laugh.

......

Time passed slowly, and everything that happened in the capital, except Wang Chong and Song Wang, was completely unknown. A few days later, at night, the West Gate of the Royal Palace, a figure swaying, faltering, with a bit of drunkenness, came out of the palace. The slender figure was illuminated by the lantern behind him, pulling the shadow of the old man on the ground.

Come, come back! Full! Fill it up again...

Far away, I only listened to the man muttering to himself, saying that only he could listen to it. If you look closely, you will see that the man is wearing an official hat, his cheeks are red, and he is obviously drunk.

Next Yuan Festival, come, everyone respects the temple.

The weather is getting colder, and there are fewer pedestrians on the street. Only three or two people are walking in the bustling streets. However, despite the fact that on both sides of the street, every household has a white steam that is rolling out. In the steam, there is a scent of cabbage stuffed with meat. On October 15th, the next Yuan Festival is the day of the ancestors of the sages and the three official emperors.

On this day, all the folk markets will end early, and all the people will return home, eat cabbage dumplings, and sacrifice sages.

Hey, isn't this the left servant shooting Yang Daren?

Suddenly a sound of the carriage came from the ear. On the street, the man looked up in a drunken look and saw a carriage with a purple brocade. I don't know when it was parked. The car curtain was opened, and a middle-aged man with a skull cap poked his head out.

Although he was dressed in a casual suit, there was a bureaucrat who had no ordinary people to raise his hand.

Xia Daren? How are you here?

Yang Chao took a nap, drunken eyes, and recognized it at a glance.

Yang Daren, such a cold day, how are you alone here? Walk around, everyone is here, you will be worse, come on!

Xia Shushu was called in the carriage.

Yang Chao was drunk and just about to refuse. Suddenly a hand came out of the carriage and pulled him into the carriage. Going, Yang Chao only heard who was screaming in the ear, then the wheel turned and went forward.

Yang Chao was a little drunk in his heart. He didn't care where the carriage passed. He finally went there. He only remembered that when the carriage stopped, the two figures were left and right, and he took him out of the carriage and took it all the way to the restaurant. inside.

Unlike the cold outside the street, the restaurant is steaming, like a warm spring. In the restaurant, there is a long, only two-foot-four-inch table. The table is made of good sandalwood, and a layer of varnish is applied to keep the original texture of the sandalwood, and it bursts with anger. Woody scent.

On both sides of the table, the white mist lingers, the figure, or the gimmick, or the casual clothes, sitting at the table casually. The table was filled with steaming wine. When Yang Chao came in, everyone apparently had been drinking for a while. He did not take a closer look. Under the leadership of Xia Shushu, he randomly found a position to sit down.

Aside, someone had handed him a glass of wine, chopsticks and plates, and someone picked up the jug and filled him with a cup.

Yang Daren, can't help, there is Cao Daren, Zhang Daren also came, I went to respect two glasses of wine.

The familiar voice of Xia Shushu came from the ear, which seemed to be far away. If there was nothing, Yang Chao smiled and waved, and took the wine glass on the table and drank it.

go Go!

Yang Chaoxing was very strong, and the restaurant was warm and warm, and the atmosphere was thick. Listening to the staggered voices in his ears, he was unconsciously affected. He simply picked up the glasses on the table and sipped himself. Enjoy yourself.

I told you that the four emperors were too arrogant. The palace was banned from riding horses. He actually rode the horse to the official road...

I don't know how long it took, just when Yang Chao was drinking right, a drunken voice suddenly came from another corner of the restaurant, the voice was very high, and there was a burst of grievance.

Four emperors?

Yang Chao took a nap and noticed the sound at once. So familiar, he had some vague impressions, like a small official of the Secretary. The man is still talking loudly, hehe.

The emperor is amazing, the emperor will look down on people! The horseshoe did not look at it, and almost stepped on me!

The man squatted and sipped at the wine cellar, which seemed to be more powerful than Yang Chao. Someone seems to be advising him next to him, but the man still does not care, continue to say, suddenly do not know what he is saying:

Although it is possible for each prince to inherit the sect, it is impossible for him to climb to the throne in his life. He is riding a horse in the palace. Does he think he is a Turkic person? Pooh!

Hey!

The original noisy restaurant was quiet, and everyone looked at the drunken bureaucrat.

Which official is this? It is too arrogant.

Yang Chao listened to the curse of the man, and did not know why the heart was irritated.

In his mind, he searched for memories and faintly thought about what he was. Zhou Wei, the secretary of the Secretary of the Department of Economics, a small official of the mung bean sesame, used to be a member of the faculty, but later he was depressed in the officialdom. Zhi, from the last section of the Ministry of Housing and Foreign Affairs, he went to the secretary of the Secretary of the Economic and Trade Bureau and made a small official who recorded the official residence of the Secretary.

However, that week, Zhou seems to be drunk, and all the depressions have been smashed out on this occasion. And the speech is getting too much.

There have been rumors in the palace that the four emperors have the blood of the Turks, and I see him as the descendants of the Hu people. Riding in the palace, but also on the official road, relying on this kind of virtue, in the middle and outer, what other fools will support him? I will tell the emperor tomorrow that he will never be able to sit on this throne!

Zhou Yidao.

presumptuous!

Yang Chao listened more and more, and finally couldn’t help but take the case and smashed it up:

A small secretary of the Secretary of the Bureau, here is a big statement, and the four emperors are you can smash? The four emperors are wise and martial arts. Why can't they do the emperor? You don't support him. Someone supports him, and the people who support him are still a lot.

Yang Chaoyue said that the more urgent, the face was drunk, and it became more and more blushing. He sounded a meal and took the drink in his hand and said:

Pooh! Who supports him? Are you Yang Chao? Can you tell me? Can you tell me? Tell you that the four emperors are not worthy of being a prince, and even less qualified to inherit the Datong as an emperor!

Zhou Wei was screaming over there, and the voice was louder than Yang Chao.

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