It's almost evening, leaning on the white house outside.
It didn't take long for Wei Liang to go in, and he was full of thoughts when he returned to the fields to plant something. When he came out, the hired carriage was still waiting outside.
But at this time there was also a carriage outside.
He raised his head and was slightly startled.
It was not a very luxurious carriage, but the wood used to build the carriage was all excellent, finely lacquered, hard wood, inlaid with carved panes on both sides, but a curtain was added inside.
The handlebar style of the driver is also strong.
When he looked at the other person, his eyes turned sharp, and his arms were even more muscular. At first glance, he knew that he was afraid of someone with martial arts.
Wei Liang felt a little curious in his heart, and looked at the carriage two more times.
Coincidentally, someone got out of the car.
He was wearing a pleated skirt with turmeric and golden flowers on his body. He was also very young, with a handsome appearance and a calm face, but he seemed to have encountered something, and his brows were slightly locked. When he glanced around, he also saw Wei Liang.
Wei Liang did not know each other.
The other party didn't know Wei Liang either.
The two of them glanced at each other without saying hello. They only guessed the relationship between the other party and the owner of the Xiabaiju. They each nodded, and then one got into their carriage and the other walked towards the other courtyard.
It wasn't until the carriage went out of Wuyi Lane again and went to the street outside. Hearing the buzzing talk in the surrounding market, Wei Liang's head flashed, and he suddenly remembered: "Shi Zhong Ren!"
Although there were no obvious markings on the carriage of the carriage, the horse had it.
A snowflake-like pattern was printed on the head of the bridle.
That is the mark of the Artesian Salt Merchant Guild.
- It was none other than You Fangyin.
Two months ago, Emperor Shen Lang made a decision in the court that he would make a southern tour next year, and he would go all the way to Jiangning along the Grand Canal.
Who doesn't know that Heavenly Religion has always been deeply rooted in the South
Everyone guessed that this time, they were going to take the opportunity of the Southern Tour to attack the Heavenly Sect, so as to show the power of Heaven and let the people of Jiangnan see the beauty of Heaven. But in recent years, although the treasury is not empty, it is not rich, and the money to be spent on a trip to the south is by no means a small amount. If the national treasury cannot afford this money, it is natural to ask the people.
The officials along the canal who want to pick up the holy car have their own ways.
Either levy taxes on the common people, or seek to raise money from the squires.
The richest people in this area of Jiangnan are salt merchants, followed by big merchants in rice, cloth and other industries. Those people in the government who are vegetarians are too lazy to think about it. The businessmen of the Chamber of Commerce gathered in Jinling to discuss and discuss how to pay for it, euphemistically calling it "a certain salt lead for next year".
Although Ren's Salt Works was in the middle of Shu, after Jiang Xuening arrived two years ago, he began to invest the surplus money in the Jiangnan area where it is most likely to make a fortune, or to the merchant ships traveling between the north and the south, or to annex some small and medium-sized salt merchants in Yangzhou. , and also entered the raw silk and cloth business through the relationship with the silk merchant at the beginning.
Therefore, although the foundation of the Ren family is still in the middle of Shu, most of the territory has been expanded to the south of the Yangtze River.
Money in hand, money comes faster.
Jiang Xuening personally taught them what it means to "money makes money faster, and money makes money easier". If you lose the money you invest, you don't need money, but there are more successes than failures, and you make more money than you lose. The more money they have, the more wealth they have in their hands.
It is not a good thing for the government to pick up the car, build a palace, and ask the salt merchants to pay money in this area of Jiangnan; but if it is linked to next year's salt lead, it is a sum of money that you will do if you don't do it. A business that is bound to be crowded out if you give up.
So You Fangyin and Ren Weizhi both came.
It's just that the reason why she visited Xiebaiju today was not just to discuss this matter.
After sending Wei Liang away, Jiang Xuening flipped through the ledger, and then went to pick up the fishing rod that was on the railing.
When the line was closed, the fish had already eaten all the bait.
At the other end of the line, there was only a bare hook, which shone brightly against the light and shadow of the setting sun.
You Fangyin's footsteps were a little messy, and before she walked outside the water pavilion, she called out, "Second girl!"
Jiang Xuening turned around to see her and was startled: "Why is Fangyin here?"
After You Fangyin "married" to Shuzhong, although Ren Weizhi and Ren Weizhi were fake husband and wife, but the other party claimed that since they were acting, they had to act more realistically, and they really dared to hand over the affairs of Ren's family to her, both internally and externally. Don't ask others to gossip.
In this way, the cowardice of those years in Bo's Mansion was gradually washed away.
He can handle common affairs and shoulder responsibilities, and even when talking with people, he is not as jerky as before. Although he still looks reticent, he has become a little more sophisticated.
She came here for this matter, and when she came to Jiang Xuening, she saw the smiling face of the second girl, but she stopped for some reason, and after a moment of silence, she said, "Just now we talked to the people from the Huishang Guild Hall. something happened..."
Jiang Xuening's heart skipped a beat: "Who did you meet?"
You Fangyin fixed her eyes on her and said slowly, "The one from Youhuang Pavilion, Boss Lu."
Lu Xian!
It was really an ominous chill that climbed up her back. Jiang Xuening had not heard of this name in the past two years. After all, Lu Zhaoyin had a big business, and he also held a large amount of silver shares in Ren's Salt Works, which paid dividends at the end of the year. Time is indispensable for him.
But the two sides can say that the well water does not violate the river water.
She rightly did not know Lu Xian, and Lu Xian never bothered her.
now…
For no reason, what kind of business would require such a busy man to come to Jinling in person
Others don’t know, but she knows better than anyone—
This person is Xie Wei's confidant, his right-hand man.
In the past two years, it has been said that Shen Lang relied heavily on the national teacher Yuanji monk, and he was not as good as before Xie Wei, the emperor's teacher.
But Jiang Xuening didn't think so.
The people outside feel that the monk Yuanji has a profound family because of the dispute between the monk Yuanji and the head of the Tianjiao sect, Wan Xiuzi, but thanks to Wei's fame and power, one is in the court and the other is in Shilin. It's almost impossible to fight with eight poles, and it's a level that ordinary people can't reach. How can ordinary people know how this person is secretly planning
Being neglected, placed, far away from the center of power, and even going to Mount Wutai and Sanqing to observe Buddha and seek immortals...
She doesn't believe these words at all!
Jiang Xuening folded his arms and pondered, feeling a little more troubled, and only frowned: "The emperor is going to tour the south next year, and there will be many business opportunities in the south of the Yangtze River. Lu Zhaoyin can't afford it early, so it makes sense to visit in person. You don't have to worry too much about the action."
You Fangyin bit her lip.
Jiang Xuening caught a glimpse, noticed that something was wrong, and asked, "Is it wrong?"
You Fangyin recalled what happened on the cruise ship just now, and said word by word: "In the past, when we met with Lu Xian, at most we would say hello; but this time we met on the Qinhuai River, he asked me about the girl's current situation."
Jiang Xuening's fingertips trembled slightly.
If so...
That was really unusual.
As the night gradually fell, the fishing boats on the Qinhuai River were closed, and the beautifully dressed lanterns lit up bright lanterns with a greasy fragrance, which were reflected on the water and swayed gently with the swaying ripples.
There are arty poetry recitations on the boat, as well as the vulgarity of boxing and drinking.
The sound of silk and bamboo is confusing, and the red scarf and green sleeves are confused.
Lu Xian has not returned to Jinling for a long time. Once he revisited Qinhuai, he was still full of fragrant powder. Although his face was not like the old year, the expression between his eyebrows and the thoughts hidden in his smile were unremarkable. very changed.
The thin horses seem to be reserved, but in fact they are up for sale;
Rich businessmen embrace beautiful women, but they are thinking about business in their hearts.
The merchants of Huizhou are famous all over the world, and they have their own demeanor, but when they come to the city that was raised by the kings of Jinling Six Dynasties, and the boats that float on the Qinhuai River for thousands of years, the wind is gone and the bones are soft.
The man on the other side raised a toast to him.
Lu Xian also smiled and drank a cup. He was about to take this opportunity to win the cloth business this time and make another bid, but he saw a small boat breaking through the ripples and approaching the painting boat, and took a fast boat. board to the bow.
A smart young man in sackcloth stepped on the board of the boat and walked up, and said something to the waiter who was guarding outside the bead curtain.
The waiter nodded and opened the curtain.
Silently walked to Lu Xian's side, and whispered, "Boss Lu, someone came from outside, saying that there is an urgent letter from you."
Back in Jinling this time, Lu Xian did not bring many people with him.
Although he can't see the person outside clearly, he can roughly tell by his body shape. Who is that kid if it's not Xiaobao
He apologized to the people next to him, got up and walked out.
On the river in autumn, the wind blows cold and blows, dispelling the dizzying aroma of fat powder that he brought out of the boat.
Lu Xian asked, "What letter?"
Xiaobao has grown a little taller now, a leather belt is tied around his waist, and he looks very energetic. He just handed the letter to him and said, "The secret letter from the border is sealed with varnish, and no one else dares to take the lead. dismantle."
From the border
Lu Xian's eyelids twitched, and he didn't even bother to say anything. He first lifted the varnish that sealed the seal, and then took out the letter paper and read it.
A thin page.
But the content written above really surprised him!
Xiaobao looked at him: "Is there going to be a war?"
Lu Xian didn't bother to answer him, instead he asked urgently, "Can this letter be delivered to the capital?"
Xiaobao said: "The letter is divided into three copies, and it is transmitted to Jiangnan, Huangzhou and the capital at the same time. The gentleman should have received it too."
Lu Xian's eyes flickered, but his expression was not at all relaxed. He read the words on the paper again, remembering the man's behavior in the past two years, which was the same as in previous years, but there was a cloud of worry in his heart.
He folded the letter and handed it back to Xiaobao.
Xiaobao asked, "Is there anything to explain?"
Lu Xian was silent for a long time and said, "I'll know when someone comes."
People
Xiaobao was stunned for a moment.
The autumn night in the capital is much cooler than Qinhuai in the south of the Yangtze River.
The autumn wind blew in the palace.
The doors that were not closed were flapping against each other, sometimes making people feel ghostly.
In the side hall of Fengchen Hall, there were only two lamps held by a copper crane leaning against the pillars. The flickering light and shadow cast people's shadows on the windows, but the shapes were blurred.
A violin hangs on the east wall.
In the tea cup beside the table, the tea was already cold, and half of the silent face was reflected.
In the distance, there was laughter and music coming from outside the window. It was the voice of the concubines in the imperial garden who accompanied the emperor to feast and have fun.
Xie Wei rolled his eyes.
In front of the letter is the "criminal evidence" that the imperial doctor of the imperial hospital brought to denounce the alchemist in the palace. Five ice-cracked porcelain bowls contained five kinds of scattered stones, and a used porcelain bowl was placed on the side. In the corner of the lacquer plate, a small pile of medicinal powder that had been mixed in one place was spread out on the front piece of paper.
The head of the Taiyuan Hospital blushed and said with anger, as if it was still in his ear: "Wushi San, also known as Han Shi San, is originally used to treat patients, but it can be eaten without sickness. , although it can make people float up to the fairyland, the troubles are eliminated, but it is addictive and difficult to quit, it is harmful to the body, and it makes people stop mad! !"
Dreams come out of the heart, troubles disappear.
Xie Wei stared at them for too long, and slowly gave birth to a strange feeling of dizziness, as if the bowls were twisted and turned into mouths and eyes growing out of the darkness, conveying something to him, telling something .
He hadn't slept well in a long time.
The wall stands thousands of miles, and there is no desire to be rigid.
No worries, no fear, far from upside-down dreams, ultimate nirvana.
…
Taoist Buddhist scriptures and Confucian scriptures have been read over and over again, but there is no way to find liberation in the sea of suffering. Being born in the world seems to be a painful ordeal that has gone through all kinds of disasters, but I don't know if I forget myself, if this body perishes, can it be solved
No one knows that this emperor of the dynasty has been swimming on the edge of the bottomless abyss for a long time, for a long time...
The pale fingers were dyed yellow by the shaking flame, Xie Wei stretched out towards the paper in front of the lacquer plate, and the five-color powders that had been milled were mixed together, and it was difficult to distinguish.
Pulled to the front, light and weightless.
He paused for another moment, and finally dipped a little on his ring finger and stared at it for a long time.
There was a knock on the door outside.
The little eunuch said from the outside: "Master Young Master, the secret letter from the border is here in a hurry."
Xie Wei shook his head.
Only then did he wake up from a dream, grabbed Jinpa next to him and wiped his hands, and said lightly, "Come in."