"You you you!" Ling Qingyu pointed at him speechless.
"Don't worry, master, I didn't hear much." Ling Yunfei smiled. He came over to take a look when he heard Ling Qingyu's cough, but he happened to hear the last two sentences.
"Qing Yu?" Yang Zhao lowered his head and called from the other side.
"How far are we from Dai County?" Ling Qingyu asked.
"Hurry up, there is still a day's journey away." Yang Zhao said.
"Master Ling, about this matter, how about we sit down and talk about it?" Ling Qingyu said to Ling Yunfei.
"Naturally." Ling Yunfei smiled and walked away.
"There is one more thing. The steward who went to Guizhou reported that the passage to Jiaozhi has been opened there. According to what you said, it has been connected with the gold mine there, and construction has also begun in Xunzhou and other places in Xiangzhou. The sugar mill, our store and retailer lines have already begun to be laid there, and the goods can be sent directly from Hangzhou to Hepu by sea, and then the sugar will be shipped back from there.” Han Bian continued.
"Okay, I'd better change the car. If I continue to listen, I will be disappointed in my life." Alan got off the bed and sighed.
"Running around, really." Ling Qingyu grabbed her and said, "What is there to envy, as you said, no matter how rich I am, the government will accept it if it wants to, and the devil's sect wants to kidnap me. Just kidnap."
Alan looked back at her for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, your life is indeed tragic enough, well, I'm balanced."
Ling Qingyu looked at her dumbly for a while, and then said: "The King of Heaven Gai Dihu."
Alan rolled her eyes, and then said: "I'd better go out, I'll go get some air." He opened the car door and asked Ying Jiu to stop the car, then jumped down and ran into the carriage in front of him.
"In Yuezhou, we bought part of the tea hills and some fields in Junshan. It's just that the flood washed Yuezhou badly last year, and it has just recovered some vitality this year. If we want to produce, I'm afraid it will take some time." See After Alan left, Han Bian said.
"Can you buy the water in Dongting Lake?" Ling Qingyu asked.
Han Bian frowned and said, "It's best not to do it now, I heard that many of the refugees over there have entered the lake and gathered in the lake to become bandits."
"Did it start so soon?" Ling Qingyu whispered to himself.
"What?" Han Bian asked without hearing clearly.
"It's okay, are there still refugees making trouble in those places?" Ling Qingyu raised his head and asked.
"It turned out that the disturbance in Jiangzhou was quite fierce, and even the government sent troops there. Later, I heard that someone took money to appease the two sides. There were some other places, but they have all calmed down." Han Bian said.
"How did you calm down? They were all bought with money?" Ling Qingyu asked.
Han Bian shook his head, lowered his voice and said, "I heard that many people were killed, and they were all dispatched by local officers and soldiers."
"Officers and soldiers? Are there many local officers and soldiers? How is Da Zhou's army arranged?" Ling Qingyu wondered.
"Of course there are many. Zhao's army, Yang's army, and Sun's army all belong to the frontier army, and they specialize in fighting against the party of the Liao state, but the three of them combined are not as many as the forbidden army near Bianjing. They belong to different jurisdictions, and the relationship is very chaotic, and each state capital also has its own army, which belongs to the command of the local commander. If the number of these army is assembled, it will be very large. It is very simple to suppress those refugees." Han Bian said .
"Can the court support such a huge army?" Ling Qingyu asked coldly. I knew that Yang Zhao’s military pay and military equipment were deducted from my family, and so many useless soldiers were raised.
"Most of Dazhou's tax revenue is probably spent on raising soldiers." Han Bian sighed.
"Have you opened up the Chuanxia Road?" Ling Qingyu asked.
"Well, it works. Now we can directly blend tea and silk from Sichuan and Sichuan to Shaanxi, and salt from Dangxiang and Yanzhou can also be shipped directly." Han Bian laughed. Now Meng Su has expanded his staff to 20,000 people, and the increased people are local fierce and good fighters. Now their caravans are passing through Shaanxi Road and Chuanshu Road, and no one dares to stop them. Of course, he also follows behind to manage local officials. The place is far away from Bianjing, and the local small officials have opened up, so Bianjing can't even touch the wind.
"If you count profits, how much have we made a year?" Ling Qingyu leaned on the cushion and asked.
"Is it a spice?" Han Bian asked with a smile.
The spices were exchanged for real money and the goods were taken back by Lahm, Ling Qingyu shook his head and said, "No need to count the spices."
Han Bian raised his hand and said, "A net profit of six million taels, after deducting all expenses and dividends, but recently more properties have been purchased, and some money has also been spent."
Although it is not as good as the profits from overseas, this profit is already considerable in Dazhou, not to mention that it is still being suppressed and the Yinlou spice shop has been fully compressed. This shows that the business structure of the Ling family has begun to change. Yinlou spices, and now they are developing in an all-round way, not only silk tea and market trade income, but also daily necessities such as restaurants, medicine shops, clothing shops, needlework, etc. have been infiltrated.
"Boss, it's time to reopen our spice shop and silver shop? There are also restaurants. The restaurants in Hangzhou and Huai'an are doing very well now. Can you consider opening more branches?" Han Bian asked.
"Yes, you don't have to use a name. Collect information through these shops, whether it's from officials or the court, and from the rivers and lakes." Ling Qingyu thought for a while, and then said: "Let me tell Ah Zhao, if you want There is a department dedicated to analyzing information, let’s see if he can help establish it.”
"General Yang has already been doing this. Master, will your wedding with General Yang be cancelled?" Han Bian looked at her worriedly and asked.
Ling Qingyu was taken aback, and asked, "Why did you say that?"
Han Bian shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's fine if you don't."
"Han Bian, I have already lost Yan San, and I can no longer bear Yang Zhao." Ling Qingyu sighed softly.
There are too many people you can’t blame anymore, Han Bian kindly decided not to hit her anymore, and changed the subject: “Hehe, Cai Jingfang and Zheng Xi are both on the way, everyone is ready to make trouble in your bridal chamber, if you don’t What a disappointment it would be.”
Ling Qingyu pointed to her leg and said, "With my pitiful appearance now, are you so cruel to make trouble?"
"Hehe, you don't have to worry about that. General Yang must be mentally prepared." Han Bian laughed.
Ling Qingyu was dumbfounded, and the night in Lingjia Village came back to his mind, when Yan San offered wine to thousands of people, and finally passed out drunk in his arms, that day seemed like yesterday.
Seeing that her eye circles were red, Han Bian scolded himself secretly, and hurriedly said: "Take a rest first, it won't be too late to think about those things when you are better."
Han Bian left the carriage as if fleeing, and the carriage suddenly became quiet.
Ling Qingyu unconsciously looked at the soft couch opposite the bed. Normally, when there was no one in the carriage, Yan San would sit there, either to make tea, or to help her loosen her bones and massage her, but now It was empty there, nothing.
With the sound of the door slamming, Ling Qingyu woke up from her stupor. Looking up, Yang Zhao had already entered the carriage, closed the door casually, and then took off the helmet and put it aside.
Over the past few days, Yang Zhao has basically never got in this car, and just let Alan accompany her, but Ling Qingyu knew that during the day he rode on the side of the carriage, and at night he leaned against the outside of the carriage to sleep. The wall of the car, but never left.
Yang Zhao took off his gloves and sat on the edge of the bed, put his hand on her forehead, and asked, "What happened just now?"
"It's nothing, I was amused by Alan's joke." Ling Qingyu took his hand and took it down, saying: "Zhao, I have something to tell you."
"Um?"
"Alan showed me that I'm too cold, I'm afraid I'll have no children in my life." Ling Qingyu lowered his eyes and said.
Yang Zhao straightened up slightly, took his hand out of Ling Qingyu's, and began to unarmor.
As soon as he pulled his hand, Ling Qingyu's palm was empty, as if his heart was also slightly empty, and he lowered his head not to look at him.
Yang Zhao put the armor aside, got on the bed, then hugged Ling Qingyu, raised her chin, and kissed her.
His kiss was fierce and domineering, between his lips and teeth intertwined, words overflowed intermittently from the corner of his mouth: "It doesn't matter if Yan San has no children, Qing Yu, no matter what excuses you use, I won't let you go, die!" I won't let go either!"
After a moment of daze, Ling Qingyu raised his hand to hook his neck, and responded back.
Receiving Ling Qingyu's response, Yang Zhao's movements eased down, and finally there was only gentleness, gentleness like water.
"Qingyu, all I want is you, only you..." Letting go of Ling Qingyu, Yang Zhao said, "It's been so many years, don't you understand my heart?"
"It's such an important matter, after all, we have to make it clear." Ling Qingyu blushed slightly, turned her head and said.
"If you like children, we will adopt one in the future. If one is not enough, we will adopt a few more." Yang Zhao turned her head around and said.
"Adopt," Ling Qingyu shook his head, and said, "I don't want it anymore." Treating him wholeheartedly, but being betrayed in the end, this kind of pain is enough once.
"That's even better, and I don't have to worry about you taking the child more seriously than me." Yang Zhao said with a faint smile.
He took off his armor, only wearing white underwear inside, and the delicate collarbone can be seen from the open collar. Although he has been running around for days and has not even slept well, the beard on his face is cleanly shaved Jing, here in Dazhou, it is popular for men to grow beards when they are in their twenties, and men with beards are called mature men, but before Yang Zhao saw her every time, he would shave his face clean.
"Zhao!" Ling Qingyu moved a little, put his arms around his neck and hugged him, put his face on his shoulders, and said, "Although I'm sorry to you two, I love Yan San and Zhao, it's really sweet." love love..."
"I know." Yang Zhao wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly, whispering. When it comes to being sorry, I should actually say it myself. If it wasn't for me not letting go, reluctant to let go, she would have left with Yan San long ago, wandering around in the open sky, but Yan San, I won't say I'm sorry, even if it's the last To hell, I will never let go.
It has already entered the summer, and the clothes are light and thin. Feeling the breath of the man in his ear is starting to be a little rough, Ling Qingyu raised his head, and saw that Yang Zhao's face was already tinged with a blush and a trace of pain. His heart moved, and he untied his waist. First.
Looking at the chastity belt that had changed color a little, it seemed that it had never been loosened, and the poor little brother who got aroused and was strangled back, Ling Qingyu reached for the key around his neck.
"Not now," Yang Zhao held her hand, panting slightly, "I can't help it."
"When are you willing?" Yang Zhao buckled the waist armor and said in a low voice, "Untie it for me."
Just as Ling Qingyu was about to speak, he heard a loud sound of horseshoes outside, as if a herd of horses were galloping towards them.