Chapter 184 Wushi San

Outside the slanted white house, it's almost evening.

It didn't take Wei Liang much time to make a trip, and he was fully calculating what to plant when he returned to the field. When he walked out, the hired carriage was still waiting outside.

But at this moment, there was also an additional carriage outside.

He lifted his head and was slightly stunned.

That can't be said to be a very luxurious carriage, but the wood used to build the carriage is all excellent, with fine paint and hard wood. The sides are inlaid with carved windows, but there is also a curtain inside.

The handlebars for driving are also strong and sturdy.

At first glance, as he looked towards others, there was a sharp gleam in his eyes, and his arms were muscular knots. It was clear that he might be someone with some martial arts skills.

Wei Liang felt a hint of curiosity in his heart and looked at the carriage twice more.

Coincidentally, someone was getting out of the car.

Wearing a pleated skirt adorned with turmeric and a hundred butterflies, she was surprisingly very young, with a delicate appearance and a calm face. However, it seemed that something had happened and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. When I glanced around, I also saw Wei Liang.

Wei Liang doesn't know each other.

The other party doesn't know Wei Liang either.

The two of them glanced at each other without saying hello, only guessing the relationship between each other and the owner of the slanted white house. They nodded and one got into their own carriage, while the other walked towards the other courtyard.

Until the carriage circled out of Wuyi Lane again and onto the outside street, listening to the bustling market language around him, Wei Liang's mind suddenly lit up and he remembered, "Ren Shi in Shu!"

Although there are no obvious markings on the carriage of that carriage, there are on the horse.

A snowflake like pattern was printed on the top of the horse cage.

That is the sign of Ziliujing Salt Trading Association.

——It was none other than You Fangyin who came.

Two months ago, Emperor Shen Lang made a decision in the court to patrol south next year and travel all the way to Jiangning along the Grand Canal.

Who knows that Tianjiao has always had a deep foundation in the south?

Everyone speculates that this time they will use the opportunity of the Southern Expedition to attack the Heavenly Cult and showcase the power of heaven, so that the people of Jiangnan can see the beauty of heaven. In recent years, although the national treasury has not been considered empty, it is not abundant. The amount of money spent on a southern tour is not a small amount. The national treasury cannot withdraw this money, so it is natural to ask the people.

The officials along the canal who want to receive the Holy Canon have their own methods.

Either impose taxes on the people or seek fundraising from the gentry.

The wealthiest merchants in the Jiangnan region are salt merchants, followed by large merchants in industries such as rice and cloth. Those who are just sitting and eating plain food in the government are too lazy to think too much. With a stroke of their pen, they sent a letter half a month ago to inform the leaders of major chambers of commerce to gather in Jinling and discuss how to make money. The saying goes, "We will definitely bring salt next year.".

Although the Ren Salt Farm was located in central Sichuan, two years ago when Jiang Xuening arrived, he began to invest his surplus silver money in the most prosperous areas of Jiangnan, either to merchant ships traveling between the north and south, or to annex some small and medium-sized salt merchants in Yangzhou. He also used the relationship he had established with the silk merchants to enter the business of raw silk and cloth.

So, although the foundation of the Ren family is still in Shu, the vast majority of its territory has expanded to Jiangnan.

Having money in hand makes money come faster.

Jiang Xuening personally taught them what "money makes money faster, money makes it easier to make money". If they lose money, they don't want to lose money. However, if they achieve more than they lose, and earn more than they lose, their wealth will continue to grow.

The officials in this area of Jiangnan need to take over, build a palace, and seek money from salt merchants, which is not a good thing in itself; But if it is linked to next year's salt market, it is a business that others will do if you don't do it, and if you give up, you will definitely be squeezed out by others.

So both You Fangyin and Ren Weizhi have come.

However, the reason why she visited Xiebaiju today is not just to discuss this matter.

After seeing off Wei Liang, Jiang Xuening flipped through the ledger and went to pick up the fishing rod he had hung on the railing.

Upon finishing the fishing line, the fish had already eaten the bait thoroughly.

At the end of the fishing line, there was only a bare fishing hook left, reflecting the light and shadow under the sunset, shining brightly.

You Fangyin's footsteps were slightly disorderly. Before she could reach the outside of the water pavilion, she called out, "Second Miss!"

Jiang Xuening turned around to see her and was taken aback. "Why did Fangyin come?"

After marrying into Shu, You Fangyin and Ren Weizhi were fake spouses, but the other claimed to act more seriously and dared to entrust the affairs of the Ren family to her. She did not allow anyone to gossip internally or externally.

This gradually washed away the cowardice of being in the Uncle's Mansion back then.

Having managed mundane affairs and shouldering responsibilities, even when negotiating business with others, there is no longer the initial awkwardness. Although it still appears to be silent, it has gained a bit of sophistication.

She had come for this matter, but when she arrived in front of Jiang Xuening, she saw the bright and smiling face of Miss Er. However, for some reason, she stopped for a moment. After a moment of silence, she said, "We were just talking to the people of the Huizhou Chamber of Commerce and we met..."

Jiang Xuening's heart skipped a beat and said, "Who did you meet?"

You Fangyin fixed her gaze on her face and slowly said, "That person from Youhuang Pavilion, Mr. Lv."

Lv Xian!

It was truly an ominous cold and spiritual force that climbed up her spine. Jiang Xuening had also heard of this name in the past two years, after all, Lv Zhaoyin had a big business and also held a large amount of silver shares in the Ren Salt Factory. He was indispensable for the year-end dividend.

Both sides can claim that well water does not invade river water.

She may not know Lv Xian, and Lv Xian never troubles her.

Now

For no reason, why do we need a busy person like him to come to Jinling in person to discuss business?

Others may not know, but she knows better than anyone else——

This person is Xie Wei's confidant, confidant, and right-hand man.

In the past two years, it has been said that Shen Lang relies heavily on the national teacher Yuanji Monk, but is not as good as before towards the imperial teacher Xie Wei.

But Jiang Xuening doesn't think so.

The common people outside felt that the Holy Family of Yuanji Monk was profound due to the dispute between Yuanji Monk and Wan Xiuzi, the head of the Heavenly Sect. However, thanks to Wei's fame and influence, he was in the court and in the scholarly circles. Compared to Yuanji Monk, he was almost impossible to match, and they were all levels that ordinary people could not reach. How could ordinary people know how this person secretly planned and planned?

Being neglected, being placed away from the center of power, even going to Mount Wutai and Sanqing Temple to practice Buddhism and seek immortals

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She doesn't believe any of these words!

Jiang Xuening hugged her arms and pondered, feeling a little more distressed. She frowned and said, "The emperor will be on a southern tour next year, and there will definitely be many business opportunities in the Jiangnan area. Lv Zhaoyin is not interested in getting up early, so it's reasonable to come in person. Besides, there hasn't been much action in previous years, so there's no need to worry too much."

You Fangyin bit her lip.

Jiang Xuening caught a glimpse and realized that something was wrong. She asked, "Is that right?"

You Fangyin recalled what had happened on the boat just now and said word by word, "In the past, when we met with Lv Xian, we could only say hello. But this time we met on the Qinhuai River, he asked me about the girl's recent situation."

Jiang Xuening's fingertips trembled lightly.

If so

That is indeed very unusual.

*

As night gradually fell, the fishing boats on the Qinhuai River were taken over. The beautifully decorated painted boats lit bright and greasy lanterns, reflecting on the water surface and swaying gently with the swaying waves.

On the ship, there are elegant poems to recite, as well as the unbearable vulgarity of boxing and drinking.

The sound of silk and bamboo is chaotic to the ears, and the red scarf and green sleeves are confusing to the heart.

It has been a long time since Lv Xian returned to Jinling. When he revisited Qinhuai, he still had the same beautiful and fragrant river. Although his appearance did not resemble the old years, the expression between his eyebrows and eyes, as well as the thoughts hidden in his smile, remained unchanged.

The skinny horses may seem reserved, but in reality, they are waiting for the price to sell;

Rich businessmen embrace beautiful women, but they are calculating business in their hearts.

The merchants of Huizhou are renowned throughout the world and have their own demeanor. However, when they arrive at the city where the kings of the Six Dynasties in Jinling have nurtured their aura and board the boats that have been drifting on the Qinhuai River for thousands of years, the wind disappears and their bones become weak.

The person across from him raised his glass with drowsy eyes.

L ü Xian also smiled and drank a cup. He was about to take this opportunity to win the fabric business and try to negotiate another price when he saw a small boat breaking through the waves and approaching the painted boat. He boarded a fast boat board to the bow of the boat.

A clever young man dressed in coarse linen stepped on the boat and said something to the waiter guarding outside the pearl curtain.

The waiter nodded and lifted the curtain to enter.

Silently approaching Lv Xian, he whispered, "Boss Lv, there's someone outside who says there's an urgent message from you."

When he returned to Jinling, Lv Xian didn't bring many people.

Although he can't see the person outside clearly, he can roughly distinguish them by their body shape. Who is that kid, not Xiaobao?

He apologized with a few people next to him, got up, and walked out.

On the river surface in autumn, the wind brought a cool feeling and rushed towards him, dispelling the dizzying and dizzying fragrance of powder he had brought out from the boat.

L ü Xian said, "What letter?"

Xiao Bao has grown taller now, with a leather belt tied around his waist. He looks very energetic and only handed the letter to him, saying, "The secret letter from the border is sealed with fire paint, and no one dares to open it first."

Coming from the border?

L ü Xian's eyelids twitched, and he didn't even bother to say anything. He first opened the sealed lacquer and took out the letter to read it.

A thin page.

But the content written above really surprised him!

Xiao Bao looked at him and said, "Is war about to break out?"

L ü Xian, however, hesitated to answer him and instead urgently asked, "Has this letter been delivered to the capital?"

Xiao Bao said, "The letter is divided into three parts, and it has been sent to Jiangnan, Huangzhou, and the capital at the same time. Sir, you should have received it on your end."

L ü Xian's gaze flickered, but his expression was not relaxed at all. He looked at the words on the paper again and remembered the person's behavior and behavior in the past two years, which were no different from previous years. However, his heart was covered with a layer of worry.

He folded the letter paper and handed it back to Xiao Bao.

Xiao Bao asked, "Is there nothing to explain?"

L ü Xian remained silent for a long time and said, "You'll know when we come."

People coming?

Xiaobao suddenly froze.

*

The autumn night in the capital is much colder than in the Qinhuai region of Jiangnan.

The autumn wind rustled in the palace.

The door leaves that were not properly closed slammed against each other, sometimes making people feel ghostly.

In the side hall of Fengchen Hall, only the copper crane leaning against the pillar held two lamps. The flickering light and shadow cast a person's shadow on the window, but blurred its shape.

There is a piano hanging on the east wall.

In the tea cup by the table, the tea had already cooled down, reflecting half a silent face.

From afar, laughter and music could be heard outside the window, accompanied by the sounds of the imperial concubines in the imperial garden, feasting and having fun with the emperor.

Xie Wei raised his eyes.

On the desk in front of me was the evidence of the imperial physician's condemnation of the palace alchemist. Five cracked porcelain bowls were filled with five types of scattered stones, and a used porcelain cup was placed next to them. The medicine pestle was placed in the corner of the lacquer plate, while a small pile of mixed medicine powder was scattered on the front piece of paper.

The head of the hospital blushed and spoke with anger, as if still in his ear: "Wushi Powder, also known as Cold Food Powder, was originally used to treat patients, but it is consumed without illness. The body produces dryness and heat, and the mind has hallucinations. Although it makes people drift to a fairyland and their troubles disappear, it is difficult to quit addiction and causes great harm to the body. It makes people stop wandering wildly! These martial artists in the martial arts world use this substance to offer to the Holy One, which is absurd and unparalleled. It is truly despicable!"

Dreams arise in the heart, troubles disappear.

Xie Wei stared at them for too long, slowly feeling a strange dizziness, as if these bowls twisted and turned into dark mouths and eyes, conveying something and narrating something to him.

He hasn't slept well for a long time.

A thousand towering walls stand tall, without desire, one becomes strong.

Heart free, no fear, far away from reversing dreams, ultimately nirvana.

The Taoist scriptures, Buddhist scriptures, and Confucian scriptures have been read over and over again, but in the sea of suffering, there is no way to find a way of liberation. Life in this world is like a painful ordeal that has gone through all kinds of hardships, but I don't know if I forget myself or if my body is destroyed, can I find a solution?

No one knows that this current imperial teacher has been wandering on the edge of the bottomless abyss for a long time, a long time

The pale fingers were stained with a faint yellow by the swaying flames, and Xie Wei reached out towards the paper in front of the lacquer plate. The five colored powder ground on it was mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish.

Pull closer, light and weightless.

He paused for a moment before finally dipping his ring finger slightly and staring for a long time.

Suddenly there was a knocking sound outside.

The eunuch reported outside, "Young Master, this is a secret message from the border. It's urgent."

Xie Wei shook his mind for a moment.

Just like waking up from a dream, he grabbed a nearby handkerchief and wiped his hand, saying calmly, "Come in."