Li Yuanying admired the change in Qu Sanniang's expression for a moment, consciously spitting out grape skins when eating grapes. Maybe someone could change Liangshan Bo's name to Princess Bo, or... Princess Lin? Let the princesses of various countries play the piano and dance there. These are real princesses, not the night princesses who wear small vests and hot pants in later generations... Everything is based on the principle of voluntariness, and I will not use coercion or inducement to women. He raised the left corner of his mouth and said with a casual smile: "If you think that being a concubine to a certain important minister is a better choice, I can also send you to Princess Chang Le."
Princess Chang Le, who had repeatedly shown her kindness to her brother, would be very willing to have a beautiful concubine to take advantage of, otherwise she would not have let the caravan help Qu Sanniang run out of Gaochang City.
"Among you sisters, you should have the best appearance, right?"
When Qu Sanniang heard Li Yuanying's words, she felt that the pipa in her arms instantly became hot to the touch, as if her skin and flesh were going to be dried out and cracked, exposing the dense white bones inside... "What you mean...Princess, she is not the only one who persuaded me, Escape from Gaochang City?"
The most beautiful one in the family is not me, but Wu Niang. Just like the snowflakes in winter, whoever sees her will be overwhelmed by her beauty... Her voice is like duckweed in the rain, and she says weakly: "The most beautiful one is Wu Niang, the princess herself …raise.”
"Her role should be to send her to the palace." Li Yuanying thought of the Princess Xiangxiang in Jin Lao's novel. When Chen Jialuo first saw her, the girl's head popped up among the flowers and trees, and exposed between the green trees. Her skin was as white as snow, her long black hair spread across the lake, and her eyes as bright as the stars in the sky stared at her. At this time, he still thought she was a fairy. He thought that no mortal could be so beautiful. She was either a water god or a fairy... I wonder if Qu Wuniang has such extreme beauty?
Qu Sanniang couldn't deny what Li Yuanying said. She had been in the Tang Dynasty for so long and stayed in Prince Teng's Mansion for two or three months. Her thoughts on the powerful people of the Tang Dynasty were no longer just hearsay. Originally, the silk fabrics of Princess Chang Le were as beautiful as the gorgeous clouds in my eyes, but when I came to Prince Teng's Mansion, I realized that there were even more gorgeous clouds... "I... I assassinated the prince, aren't you worried that I will do it again? ?”
"Worried." Li Yuanying yawned and said casually. "I'm going back home to rest. You can play a more cheerful song and then go back home too."
He threw the sweet apples back on the table, clapped his hands, and left the city wall with a step that he didn't recognize, taking most of the people with him at the same time.
Qu Sanniang: "..."
Worry, then what? You're just kidding me by leaving like this!
"Sanniang, how about we play the Xizhou song together?" Mudan came over holding the harp and laughed softly.
Qu Sanniang shook her head and sighed softly: "Peony, I can't play the kind of melancholy feeling of going out to pick red lotuses when the doorman doesn't show up. In the autumn of Nantang, the lotus flowers are more than the head. I will go into the bar and sing with Junge. A song, please listen to me. Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time."
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and the eternal sorrow will be sold with you... Who would have thought that this poem would be written by a young man?
Mudan raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "Don't you misunderstand that the prince likes you anymore?"
Prince Teng has never even helped you draw flowers, so he misunderstood that he likes you. He is really more narcissistic than Xiao Shidu. However, Xiao Shidu's face is indeed handsome, and a bit narcissistic is acceptable. Your appearance has not reached the level of tragic beauty, so it’s better not to be narcissistic.
Qu Sanniang took out a tortoise pick from her sleeve, played the pipa lightly, and said quietly: "Seeing the increasingly prosperous and bustling West City, no matter how narcissistic I am, I will never be so narcissistic as to think that Prince Teng likes me."
What's more, he also knows that I am not the most beautiful one in the family.
The music of the city wall sounded again, and the lonely goose turned from a miserable and miserable man into a bohemian, carefree and heroic drunkard...
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East side hall of Lizheng Palace
"Are you all dead?" Li Shimin angrily smashed the tea cup to the ground and said angrily. "Did I tell you to keep an eye on West City? I'm not dead yet!"
It has been almost 20 days since the curfew was lifted in Xicheng, and I just received the news. Are all the subordinate officials in Jinzhou dead?
Zhang Ananda did not dare to retreat and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Mr. Gongsun is sitting at the city gate. King Teng said... whoever dares to come back with news will let his whole family go to Beihai to herd sheep."
When Li Shimin heard that Gongsun Bai was sitting at the city gate, he thought of Yuan Tiangang who lived in seclusion in Lushan Mountain. He looked at Fang Qiao who didn't even try to dissuade him, and sneered: "Your second Fang is also afraid of going to Beihai to herd sheep?"
I married Gao Yang to that Zhu Zi. Even if he really went to the North Sea to herd sheep, he would be back in less than three months. Why are you pretending to be as timid and timid as me? The beauty plays the piano on the city wall, and it is enough to lift the curfew. The city gate is not closed, but the news must be sent back.
That Shuzi...that Shuzi is going to get angry and hurt me!
"Your Majesty, he left Xicheng the day he arrived and is now mining in Xunyang." Fang Qiao said calmly. I originally thought that bastard would make a scene, but I didn't expect that Wei Gui would be so admired. Not to mention that he was just mining and moving ore, he probably wouldn't have any objection if he was asked to carry a bowl and squat on the street... Neither did I. Thinking of the pale and ghost-like Wei Gui, he was not only good at finding ores, but his swordsmanship was not weaker than that of his brothers.
Li Shimin looked at Changsun Wuji again and sneered: "When Uncle Yu was in Chang'an, you wished you could stare at him all day long with a telescope, for fear that you wouldn't be able to find his faults. Why, you didn't send someone to keep an eye on him when he went to Jinzhou?" Caught?"
If you have time to keep an eye on your younger brother, why not give Gao Ming a good advice? If you have time to calm down with those attendants, but if you don’t have time to work quietly... Qingque knows how to use strengths and avoid weaknesses, so he concentrates on compiling the local annals in Prince Wei's palace.
"Your Majesty, I have never targeted Prince Teng, I have always dealt with the situation!" Changsun Wuji crossed his hands and saluted, with a sincere expression on his white and fat face. He can be called a model of loyal ministers. "Things in Jinzhou are under the supervision of Shannan Road. I will not do anything out of line."
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I just hope that King Teng will leave Chang'an and not cause trouble to us. As for him causing trouble to others, I certainly like to hear about it and will take the time to help throw two stones. He did hear the news about the cancellation of the curfew and the recruitment of beauties, but...it wasn't a big deal. He was busy playing tricks with Du Chuke.
That sycophantic minister just gave it to King Teng when he asked for it, without any sense of the overall situation.
"Your Majesty, the steam convoy will arrive in Chang'an when the city gate opens and return to the West City with the goods after noon." Yang Shidao crossed his hands and said softly. "The turnover speed of goods in the East and West markets is more than three times faster than before. The fresh ingredients, fruits and vegetables in Bashan have also enriched everyone's dining tables."
To be honest, the taste of the goral is really good, not weaker than the yellow sheep in the grassland. It's just that the red bird is a bit expensive. One red bird requires five gold cakes, and must be purchased in pairs... The color is indeed magnificent, like the legendary phoenix. Every family already has a golden silk offering vessel, so how can they refuse the red silk? What's more, the red bird itself is also a legendary sacred bird that can control fire. There is no one more suitable to be placed in the ancestral hall as a sacred bird!
I had to bite the bullet and bought six of them... The gold cakes at home have been consumed very quickly recently, and those items cannot be ignored, so I need to transfer more money from my hometown.
"So you all helped him to play tricks on him, and only kept it from me!" Li Shimin smacked his gums several times and said angrily. "How many times did you transport goods and transport a few golden pheasants, and you were bribed? Why didn't I know when the Tang Dynasty lacked your food and clothing?"
"Your Majesty, Du Chuke, Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, wants to see you." The young chamberlain stood at the door and reported tremblingly.
Zhang Ananda glanced at Li Shimin, walked to the door hurriedly, and invited Du Chuke to enter the palace.
"Your Majesty, this is the cargo list of the steam fleet for the past twenty days." Du Chuke handed the list of memorials to Zhang Anan, crossed his hands in a salute, and explained softly. "The market value of the goods is about two-thirds of the market value from Luoyang. It is estimated that it will be the same as that from Luoyang by the end of the month."
Who would have thought that Xicheng would be what it is today? Even if the steam trains don't stop day and night, the steam ships in Luoyang also don't stop day and night. The main materials transported are indeed grain, but more importantly, the silk fabrics from the south have been transferred from Xicheng.
Li Shimin quickly glanced at the list and saw the numbers at the end... asked in surprise: "Compared with going to Luoyang, can the turnaround time be saved by ten days?"
The speed of steamboats traveling through the canal is not slow, so why is there such a big difference?
"Your Majesty, Xicheng is only responsible for inspecting whether the goods are consistent with the slips. No passing fees are charged, so the turnover speed will naturally be faster." Du Chuke hesitated for a moment and explained softly. "It turned out that it had to go through two inspections and collect fees in Yangzhou and Luoyang."
Li Shimin looked at Fang Qiao and asked, "What is the name of the fees they charge?"
The key is what fee to charge and five days of delay at each location? No wonder there are always situations where silk fabrics are sold at low prices when they are exposed to the rain. It is all a man-made disaster.
"Guanjin tax." Fang Qiao glanced at Changsun Wuji, took out the list of commercial taxes and miscellaneous taxes from his sleeve, handed it to Zhang Anan, and said softly. "Yangzhou and Luoyang belong to Shangfu. There are a lot of goods at the terminals, and they need to be sorted and inspected according to the arrival time to prevent them from making false claims."
The taxes and fees for each kind of goods are different. Food has the lowest fee, while silk fabrics and tea have the highest fee. Some cunning businessmen would hide tea leaves, silk fabrics, or gold and silver utensils in the grain.
"The way King Teng arranged for Xicheng is to put the pressure of inspecting the goods on Chang'an."
This is also the reason why Du Chuke was able to get the list so quickly. People from the Minbu Duzhi, Jinbu and Cangbu were so busy that they had already seconded one-third of the staff from the other five ministries to help. His Majesty will be informed of the important reason why Xicheng canceled the curfew.
Li Shimin understood Fang Qiao's unfinished words and sneered: "In other words, if the people from the Ministry of Civil Affairs can get busy, you will continue to help that Zhuzi hide it. Aren't you shouting that the money is not enough all the time? Now that we have it Why are you still complaining about money?”
All the good things in the world belong to you. The trouble is caused by my little brother who doesn't obey the rules. Haha, why do you have the nerve to open your mouth and say it? You really think I'm a fool!
Du Chuke coughed twice and whispered: "Your Majesty, I am not complaining, but I need to send more manpower, and I need a lot of books, orders and records. In another month, the autumn harvest will gradually begin everywhere. According to the construction speed of Xicheng Terminal, large-scale congestion will occur at Chang'an Terminal. Even if the turnover speed of East Market and West Market is accelerated, time is still not enough. Not only the curfew needs to be lifted, but also the time limit for opening of the market."
Because it won’t be long before the spoils of war from Goguryeo, Baekje and further north will also come to Luoyang and Chang’an along the canal. If we add the Tubo side, the expanded number of people would have to be at least three times just to barely have enough.
"..." Li Shimin never expected that Du Chuke would actually propose to cancel the curfew. He looked at Sun Wuji, the staunch opposition leader, and saw him looking at him with a troubled expression... What do you mean?
"Your Majesty..." Changsun Wuji was about to cry, but he didn't expect that one day he would help Li Yuanying speak for that arrogant person, and he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly... He bit his back teeth and said softly. "As the turnover of materials in Jingchu, Bashu and other places has accelerated, more low-level officials are indeed needed to dominate the bridge...the original bridge can no longer meet the transportation capacity requirements."
Yang Shidao took out a scroll from his sleeve, put it on the bookcase in front of Li Shimin, and whispered: "Your Majesty, this is the new bridge in Langao, Jinzhou. Gongsun's order sent someone back, saying that it needs another flooding. After the experiment is completed, Prince Teng will take all the data back to Chang'an and send Prince Jin and Princess Jinyang back on the way."
When I saw the bridge on the scroll, I had a feeling: Liar, everyone in the Taoist sect is a liar! Not only did they deceive the young Prince Teng, they also wanted to deceive the entire political affairs hall and His Majesty. Their intentions are extremely sinister and they should punish the three clans!
How could manpower build such a... magnificent bridge?
"Zhang Anan, inform the steam convoy that I am going to the West City and are not allowed to load any cargo! Inform the Jinwu Guards to control everyone in Yunhe Mansion and kill anyone who disturbs them!" Li Shimin ordered with a livid face after reading the scroll. "All the Qianniu Guards, Xiaowei and Wuwei are accompanying them. Notify Yongzhou Duwei Mansion and Shangzhou Duwei Mansion to be on standby!"
Everyone in the Taoist sect is bullying others too much! The bridge with a span of one mile can drive twelve steam cars side by side at the same time, as well as two carriages and two pedestrian passages. The bridge hole can also pass a five-story ship... Why don't you say that you can fly to the sky and escape from the earth!
"Your Majesty, Prince Teng will never deceive you." Fang Qiao said eagerly. It is easy to give the order to send troops, but... if you misunderstand Mr. Yuan and the others, it will be difficult to implement things in the future. What if...the thirty-foot-wide bridge is real? "Your Majesty, Mr. Yuan is not an arrogant person. They have no pride in taking credit for what happened in Sanmenxia."
"Your Majesty, Li Wei Gong and Tang Ju Gong are also in Xicheng. Even though Prince Teng is young, they are two old foxes among old foxes!" Du Chuke glanced at Yang Shidao and said over him. Life requires a big gamble. As long as I make the right bet this time, Li Jing, Tang Jian and Prince Teng will all think of me well, and entering the Political Hall will be just around the corner. If the bet is wrong, I just believe in the judgment of Li Jing and Tang Jian. If they are wrong, it is also their fault. At worst, they will still be the chief historian of the Wei Palace and wait for the opportunity again.
When Li Shimin heard the names of Li Jing and Tang Jian, he whispered: "Then just take the people from Qianniu Guard and let them sit next to the goods."
"Wei Wei." Zhang Anan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took three steps back, turned around and left the East Side Hall.
"Your Majesty, a certain person is coming." Fang Qiao said solemnly.
Master Yang said: "..."
Fang Xuanling, aren't you afraid of being fucked together?
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