What Shen Qingqian didn't know was that the weather outside northern Hubei was no better than that in northern Hubei. The six northwest states and other state capitals in Dashan were all shrouded in high temperatures and drought, and the drought was already extremely urgent.
In Prince Zhao's Mansion, Prince Zhao stared at Zhao Ling with a face as dark as water. It took him a long time before he spoke, "You said those in northern Hubei have no intention of buying coarse salt from us?"
Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Ling's back, and he replied calmly: "Yes, my son asked someone to inquire, but since we announced that we will no longer do business with Northern Hubei, the news in Northern Hubei has been blocked very tightly. Even the spies couldn’t get through, and the previous ones didn’t send any news.”
"A bunch of trash." King Zhao closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "They obviously don't need it, so someone must have gotten the salt secretly in Chenzhou. What did you do about it?"
Zhao Ling froze suddenly and immediately knelt down, "Father, calm down, my son has always remembered your teachings and strictly managed the salt mines. There will never be a pound of salt flowing to northern Hubei!"
Although he didn't admit it, King Zhao's words still frightened him, because after eliminating other options, this was the most likely answer.
After all, as we all know, there are no salt mines in northern Hubei, and there are no salt dealers outside the customs to sell salt inside the customs. Moreover, we have not heard of any large-scale salt mines being exploited outside the customs.
"What are you doing here? Why don't you go check it out quickly!" King Zhao waved his hand tiredly, not wanting to say another word to Zhao Ling.
Zhao Ling stood up and did not dare to say any more.
He turned around and went out, but met Zhao Bing, the third son of Prince Zhao, face to face in the yard.
"I've met brother." Zhao Bing saluted Zhao Ling politely.
Zhao Ling returned the salute slightly stiffly, "Third brother."
"My younger brother still has to report to his father on the disaster relief matters, so I won't talk to my eldest brother any more. Later, we brothers will find time to have a drink." Zhao Bing's attitude towards him did not change at all. Instead, he was very affectionate. Those who didn't know better thought he was What a good relationship the two have.
Zhao Ling nodded, "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, he left the yard.
Zhao Bing looked back at his back, with a teasing smile on his lips. He, the elder brother, was still a bit immature.
Without thinking too much, Zhao Bing entered the study and bowed respectfully to King Zhao, "My son has met his father."
"Get up and tell me how your work went?" King Zhao spoke to Zhao Bing in a much kinder tone than when he spoke to Zhao Ling.
Zhao Bing stood up, cupped his hands and said: "My son has moved the people who suffered from drought to places with water sources, but..." At this point, he knelt down again, "My son secretly gave them distribution without the consent of the father. I have lost half a month of food, please punish me."
"No need to kneel down. They have told me about this a long time ago. Do you think you can really mobilize so much food without my permission?" King Zhao said calmly.
Zhao Bing bowed with gratitude and said, "It's my son who caused trouble for my father. Thank you very much for not blaming me."
"You have done a good job in this matter. This drought is coming fiercely. If the people are not resettled in advance, the six northwest states will soon be in chaos. If the people are in chaos, the rituals and music will collapse. If the rituals and music collapse, the war will break out. Jinzhou and the six northwest states will There must be no civil strife now." King Zhao said in a deep voice.
Zhao Bing was completely relieved when he heard this. His father was simply teaching him how to manage politics!
It seems that the eldest brother is one step closer to losing his position as the heir apparent.
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In the evening, Ling Yun came back with Shen Qingning and Shen Qingyu. The mule cart was followed by two carriages.
