Chapter 948: Sellers in Qingliangshan raise food, and old soldiers from small towns go to the pass.
The shop servant is a big-handed young man. He saw two men in official uniforms, but he didn’t see their entourage following him, so he didn’t care too much. In Lingzhou, the people are used to dealing with the unruly seeds. They have very sympathy for the civil servants who are more angry than them, and there is no question of how to be afraid of them. Besides, in the past six months, they have also come to many strange Central Plains customers in this small shop. This young peddler who cleans the shop also started to feel that he had seen the world. So he took a few steps forward, pulled the slim spout of a gold pot from the table, raised it high, and smiled diligently: “Master Guan, not long ago, an elderly scholar from the Central Plains who fell in love with this thing. Unfortunately, he couldn’t afford the price at that time, so he asked us to stay, saying that he went back to his hometown in Jiangnan Road to operate. Our shop ignored him, Master Guan, otherwise you would have the 20 taels of silver. Of course, this is the price that only local people in Beiliang have, and no one can do it!”
Lu Dongjiang put down the lacquered wooden bowl with his hands, took the cloud dragon-patterned gourd-style gold-holding pot with both hands, and after careful examination, he said tremblingly: “This is a real thing made by the old Southern Tang Dynasty. Even the Great Chu master Li Mi, who is above the top, praised it as “the shared spirit of wine and drink, and poured it out for a lifetime”! How much silver, twenty taels!”
The young servant smiled and said, “Twenty taels are enough. The silver notes are not collected, only cash silver!”
Lu Dongjiang turned his head stiffly and looked at Chang Sui: “Sir Chang, there are cash silver on his body.”
Chang Sui shook his head and said, “I have never brought it.”
Lu Dongjiang looked regretful and caring, and murmured to himself: “No, I beg Lord Chang to lend me some silver today, one thousand taels, no! At least ten thousand taels! The more the better!”
Chang Sui smiled and said, “Lord Lu doesn’t have to be so rude. Such objects are everywhere on this street. Not only that, from this Lingzhou wharf, along this river, into the Guangling River, to the Xiangyang City of Qingzhou, there are all such shops in the large and small canal ports.”
Lu Dongjiang suddenly woke up and said sadly, “This is the prince’s intention!”
Chang Sui nodded, “Half here comes from the Xu family’s treasure house in Qingliangshan.”
As the deputy manager of the Xu family, half of the Xu family, couldn’t help but stomp his feet and whisper, “Prodigal son! Prodigal son!”
Chang Sui laughed loudly, and actually left Lu Dongjiang in the store and left alone.
In the shop, Lu Dongjiang lifted up a white jade bowl and raised the bowl to reflect the candle. It was as bright as ice and snow. The yellow dots on the wall of the bowl were dotted like dozens of chestnuts, which were particularly innocent and cute.
Every time Lu Dongjiang enjoys something, he always says “prodigal son”. Especially when I learned that the foreigners from Beiliang wanted to take away the items they were interested in, they could only deal with the Liyang official who was responsible for the transportation of the Guangling River.It is also quite cheap to exchange for food and grass. Many of the originally priceless desks are just one or two hundred stones of food and grass!
Lu Dongjiang’s heart was bleeding.
After the governor of Lingzhou Chang returned to the pier, he stood on the shore.
People all over the world divide the Xu family.
The richest gold in Qingliang Mountain will come again and never come again!
Chang Sui didn’t know what the deputy minister wanted to do. He only knew that he was willing to share life and death for such a Northern Liang!
The Chunxue Tower of Guangling Prince’s Mansion changed its owner. In fact, half of Liyang’s country changed its owner that night.
Nalan Youci, who planned all this, sat on the mouth of the rouge well on the top of the riverside. He spread out more than a dozen colorful rain stones of Guangling Road specialty products in one hand. He picked them up one by one and threw them into the well one by one.
Next to Nalan Youci, Lu Baijie, the Tangxi sword immortal who became a prisoner, was different from Wang Xionggui, a military governor of Guangling Road. As long as Lu Baijie did not leave the palace without authorization, he would be unrestrained.
Lu Baijie asked, “What’s going on with Mr. Nalan?”
Nalan Youci bowed his head and looked at the dark wellhead, and laughed softly, “Although the Yanla Palace has some spies and death soldiers who have been rooted in Tai’an City for many years, some of them are not low in their official positions, but they are not as good as Mr. Tangxi who has been in the center for a long time. I want to know the important officials of Liyang who are qualified to participate in the “Little Dynasty Meeting” of the Yangshen Temple in Tai’an City. How many are loyal ministers of the storm, and how many will sway in times of danger? How many are rebellious with the young emperor? If Mr. Tangxi is willing to speak out, we can watch the dishes, and there will be fewer wicked people in Tai’an City in the future.”
Even with the extremely cruel words, the Spring and Autumn Provost’s voice was soothing and moderate, and his smile was light. He was really a romantic figure who was hard to hate.
Lu Baijie shook his head and said, “Mr. Nalan is thinking too much.”
Nalan Youci looked like “I know this” and waved his sleeves and stood up casually, smiling and said, “Let’s go, take you to a room. It was me who had 3,000 s of rice to collect a study for Mr. Tangxi.”