'Dongdongdong. ,
The door of the study room on the second floor was knocked slowly again.
"Enter."
Xu Yi put down his langhao pen and looked at the door calmly.
With a creak and a soft sound, the study door was gently pushed open from outside.
Two men in black armor and as majestic as hills strode in.
"Xin Sixuan, the captain of the camp that will eventually fall into the enemy's camp, pays homage to the prince!"
"Qu Baotian, the captain of the last general to fall into the camp, pays his respects to the prince!"
Xin Sixuan and Qu Baotian clasped their fists and saluted respectfully.
I don't know if it was because of the armor and stomach, but the two of them felt an indescribable sense of chill at this moment compared to the last time they met.
Xu Yi nodded slightly and said calmly, "Sit down."
"Obey the order!" Xin Sixuan and Qu Baotian bowed again with fists clasped.
Then he sat in front of Xu Yi with his back straight.
Xu Yi accurately took out a squarely folded piece of rice paper from the pile of account books on the left side of the bookcase.
Slowly push it between Xin Sixuan and Qu Baotian.
Then he ordered: "Tomorrow, the king's camp will officially hold the second large-scale recruitment."
"What is recorded on this rice paper is the current shortage of troops in the three major battalions."
"When we recruit soldiers tomorrow, we will leisurely select those who meet the requirements to enter the King's Camp."
After they finished speaking, Xin Sixuan and Qu Baotian's expressions became more serious.
The two clasped their fists and shouted in unison: "Follow the order!"
Xu Yi nodded slightly, and then continued to give instructions: "In the next period of time, you two will be responsible for all affairs in Wang Camp."
"If you encounter something you are unsure about, you can go to Prince Yan's Mansion to find Chief Shi Lu Wensu."
Xu Yi's move was tantamount to entrusting Wang Daying's full power to Xin Sixuan and Qu Baotian for a period of time in the future.
What kind of trust is this?
Xin Sixuan and Qu Baotian's eyes became slightly solemn.
Then he stood up quickly, clasped his fists and saluted with great solemnity: "General, I will obey the order! Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will swear to the death to live up to Your Majesty's trust."
Xu Yi raised the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled, "I believe you."
...
Afternoon.
When the sun is shining.
Two hundred cavalrymen surrounded a carriage with three green hoods and drove slowly out of Wang's Camp.
The wheels of the three-column green-covered carriage slowly rolled over the muddy road after the rain and ran away from Juyang City.
As the carriage with three green hoods moved slowly.
The mice hiding in the dark corners dispersed instantly, and their destinations are unknown.
Only some of the outstanding ones, with high self-control skills, quietly followed the tracks of the three-wheeled green-covered carriage from a distance.
An hour and a half later.
The three-column green-covered carriage slowly drove out of Juyang City and entered the adjacent Zhuolu City.
"Master, we have arrived in Zhulu City."
In front of the carriage with three green hoods, Wen Xin, who was in charge of driving, whispered a report into the carriage.
inside the carriage.
Xu Yi, who was leaning on the soft cave with his eyes closed to rest, slowly opened his eyes after hearing the report from leader Wenxin.
A strong killing intent flashed across Xu Yi's eyes.
Xu Yi blinked, completely dispelling the remaining murderous intent, and then said in a calm voice: "Chuangu Dengyun."
"Yes." Wen Xin agreed, and then whispered a few words to the cavalry surrounding him.
….
After more than a hundred breaths, Gu Dengyun, who was at the front of the team, quickly turned his horse's head and headed straight for the carriage with three green awnings.
"Your Majesty." Gu Dengyun walked to Xu Yi's car window, slowly controlled the horse, and saluted with cupped fists.
Xu Yi nodded slightly, and then ordered: "Take care of the tail behind the convoy, capture them all alive if you can, and kill them on the spot if you can't."
Gu Dengyun's face paused for a moment, then he solemnly clasped his fists and saluted, "Follow the order."
After the car curtain was lowered again, a look of confusion appeared on Gu Dengyun's face.
'Tail? Since when has there been a tail behind the convoy? , after feeling dazed, Gu Dengyun murmured to himself breathlessly.
As Xu Yi's personal guard Baihu, he was unable to even notice the tail behind the motorcade.
I don't know whether I should say that Gu Dengyun and others are not suitable for the position of personal guards.
Or could it be said that the skills of those tails could completely hide them from Gu Dengyun and others.
'Is the prince dissatisfied with us? , Gu Dengyun regained consciousness for a moment, and couldn't help but feel even more breathless and restless.
Just when Gu Dengyun was at a loss.
Wen Xin, who was in charge of driving, said softly: "Don't think too wildly. The master has arranged for a response person at the back of the convoy."
"Gu Baihu just goes with the person who is taking care of him."
Gu Dengyun came back to his senses instantly after hearing this, hurriedly cupped his fists and saluted, "Thank you very much."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Dengyun quickly rode towards the rear of the team.
While driving, Wen Xin heard the sound of horses' hooves going in the opposite direction, and he couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly mutter: "With this ability, no wonder the master wants to beat him." ,
After he finished speaking, he shook his head again and said in his heart: "It's just hard for us to ask questions. I'm afraid we won't have much free time in the future." ,
...
...
The sun sets.
Under the gorgeous sunset, the carriage with three green hoods slowly arrived at the destination of the trip - Xiaoyin Mountain.
At the foot of Xiaoyin Mountain, Yang Xianan and a thin scholar hurried towards the three-column green-covered carriage to greet them.
"Sixth Master." Yang Xian'an walked to the carriage and saluted with clasped fists in great respect.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." The thin scholar wearing a Confucian shirt next to Yang Xianan saluted with a particularly calm expression.
"No need to be polite." Xu Yi opened the car curtain and slowly walked out of the car.
Yang Xian'an and the scholar raised their hands in thanksgiving at the same time and said, "Thank you, Mr. Liu (Prince)."
Xu Yi nodded slightly, his eyes flickering from the thin scholar.
Then he said calmly: "Lead the way."
"Yes." Yang Xian'an nodded in response.
Then he slowly walked into Xiaoyin Mountain with Xu Yi and others.
"Sixth Master, the road we are taking now is the largest passage leading to Xiaoyin Mountain."
"All the salt produced in Xiaoyin Mountain is transported to the outside world through this road."
"In addition to this road, there are three paths and seven paths in Xiaoyin Mountain."
"The largest of the three paths is four steps wide, and the smallest is two steps wide."
"As for the seven paths, the largest is one step wide, the smallest is less than half a step, and there are many thorns on the road."
….
"Master Liu, this is the No. 5 salt mine..."
"This is the T-shaped salt mine..."
"This is the size C salt mine..."
"..."
"..."
Along the way, Yang Xianan would introduce Xu Yi in extreme detail wherever he went.
From Yang Xian'an's introduction, Xu Yi gradually gained a more detailed understanding of the entire Xiaoyin Mountain.
During this process, the thin scholar who followed Yang Xianan all the time remained silent.
When night falls.
The group finally arrived at a relatively flat land halfway up Xiaoyin Mountain.
"Master Liu, it's getting late now, so please go into the camp and rest first."
Seeing Xu Yi nodding, Yang Xian'an led Xu Yi slowly into the camp halfway up the hillside.
Yang Xian'an introduced the roadside: "This
The first half of the camp is a salt refining workshop, and the middle part is a residence for employees. "
"The last part is the official office of Xiaoyinshan Salt Mine."
Xu Yi nodded slightly, and while listening to Yang Xianan's introduction, he looked around at the surrounding buildings.
Two-quarters of an hour later, everyone passed through the front workshop hidden in darkness and passed through the brightly lit middle building.
Finally arrived at the official office located at the back of the camp.
...
...
The night is getting dark.
When nearly 90% of the lights in the entire camp were extinguished.
Yang Xian'an quietly arrived at the inner chamber of the government office with the thin and taciturn book.
"Master, I'd like to see Uncle Pingyi." Wen Xin reported softly outside the study room of the inner house.
In the study room.
Xu Yi, who had been waiting for a long time, slowly opened his eyes and said, "Please come to the study."
"Yes." Wen Xin agreed outside the door, and then quickly walked away.
Half a quarter of an hour later, there were several footsteps outside the study door.
"The door is unlocked." Before anyone could knock on the door, Xu Yi's voice came from the study.
'Creak, creak. , after several strange noises, the old study door was gently pushed open from the outside.
"First of all, I would like to pay my respects to Mr. Liu."
"Meng Shaoping, the captain of the trapped camp, pays homage to the prince."
Yang Xian'an and the taciturn scholar stepped into the study, and then solemnly bowed their hands.
It is hard to believe that the taciturn scholar is one of the three great captains trapped in the camp, Meng Shaoping, known to the people of the Western Regions as a ghost.
Although Meng Shaoping looks like a thin scholar, his reputation in the Western Regions is no worse than Xin Sixuan, who killed hundreds of people in a formation, and Qu Baotian, a recognized lunatic in the Western Regions.
The fame of Xin Sixuan and Qu Baotian comes from their fighting prowess and their desperate fighting style.
Meng Shaoping's reputation comes from his endless and unscrupulous methods.
Fighting against Xin Sixuan or Qu Baotian, there may be a way to escape if you can't defeat them.
In battles with Meng Shaoping, many of his men were already dead and wounded before even seeing any of Meng Shaoping's men.
Xu Yi nodded slightly, and then said calmly: "Sit down."
"Thank you, Mr. Liu (Prince)." After the two thanked him, they slowly took their seats in front of Xu Yi.
Xu Yi looked at Yang Xianan and asked, "Are there any outsiders in Xiaoyin Mountain now?"
Yang Xian'an straightened his face and replied, "Back to Mr. Liu, all the former employees and salt mine officials have been cleared out of Xiaoyin Mountain."
"Afterwards, Lieutenant Meng led his men to search carefully in several salt mines and Xiaoyin Mountain."
….
"No lingering people were found."
"And the royal palace has issued an order to close the mountain."
"Ordinary people will never step foot into Xiaoyin Mountain easily."
Xiaoyinshan Salt Mine is undoubtedly a top priority for Xu Yi at this time.
Although there are countless ways to make money.
But no matter which way to make money, there is no way to make money as quickly as the snowflake salt business.
First of all, no one in this world can live without salt.
If a person does not eat salt for a long time, the body will definitely experience symptoms such as nausea, vomiting, and weakness in the limbs.
Once these symptoms appear, people will naturally be unable to continue working.
If it lasts for a long time, it may even threaten people's lives.
Even though the salt in this era is extremely coarse and has a strong bitter taste that makes it difficult to swallow, the price is still not low.
For this reason, salt has been an important material for a country since ancient times, and it is also one of the most important taxes for a dynasty.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was naturally no exception.
In addition to the court officials, princes who have received salt, or clans who have made great achievements.
The rest who refine salt privately and sell it privately, regardless of the quantity, will be punished with the same torture as those of the Nine Tribes.
Secondly, although there is refined salt in this era, this refined salt is nothing more than
It's just a little bit of the bitterness and harmful substances in the coarse salt.
Wanting to far surpass Snowflake Salt or be equal to Snowflake Salt is tantamount to wishful thinking.
Xu Yi, who relied on the reputation of Xu Zhen to refine and sell salt in Donglai County, knew exactly how violent the snowflake salt business was.
At that time, Xu Yi needed to rely on various factors such as Xu Zhen's reputation and salt quota, so his snowflake salt business was not big.
But just by doing this, he was able to raise three thousand elite soldiers in the Yanshan Mountains and build weapons such as horses and spears.
Now, Xu Yiji has become a king and has his own share of salt.
How could we not expand the snowflake salt business appropriately?
If God does not take it, you must suffer the consequences.
Xu Yi nodded slightly after hearing this, and then confirmed: "Are all the people inside Xiaoyin Mountain reliable?"
The refining process of snowflake salt is too important to Xu Yi.
It's so important that no leakage is allowed.
Yang Xian'an replied with a serious face: "Back to Mr. Liu, the five hundred employees who entered Xiaoyin Mountain this time are all the most loyal associates of the old five companies."
"The Fifth Family knows everything about it, so the chance of it being leaked is not high."
"Moreover, Captain Meng has repeatedly laid a dragnet on Xiaoyin Mountain and its surroundings during this period of time."
"Without permission, people in Xiaoyin Mountain will definitely not be able to leave Xiaoyin Mountain."
"And people outside the mountain will only become nourishment for Xiaoyin Mountain if they break in without permission."
Xu Yi nodded slightly, and then looked at Meng Shaoping, who was always silent.
This is the purpose of his secret order to mobilize soldiers from Meng Shaoping's camp.
"Your Majesty, please take a look." Meng Shaoping took out several folded pieces of rice paper from his sleeves and presented them respectfully in front of Xu Yi.
Xu Yi nodded slightly, reached out and took the rice paper and read it carefully.
What is recorded on the rice paper is not something else.
Astonishingly, it was all the means set up by Meng Shaoping and others near Xiaoyin Mountain.
While watching, Xu Yi murmured in his heart: "Traps, sentry posts, eyeliners, hidden arrows, poisonous snake dens, *** forests..."
After seeing that Meng Shaoping had laid a trap in a narrow passage that was no less effective than the anti-theft method of a prince's tomb.
Xu Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.
After a while.
Xu Yi put down the rice paper in his hand and praised: "Not bad, not bad. Shaoping's layout methods have improved a lot compared to before."
When Meng Shaoping heard this, a look of joy flashed across Gujing Bubo's face, and he immediately said, "Without the prince's advice, Shaoping would never have been able to be so meticulous."
Before reaching the Yanshan Mountains, Meng Shaoping was called a ghost by the people of the Western Regions.
However, that was just because Meng Shaoping was good at assassination and acted unscrupulously.
If the current Meng Shaoping goes to the Western Regions again, it won't be long before he can completely get rid of the title of "Ghost Sees Sorrow".
Of course, by then, the countries in the Western Regions are afraid that they will call it 'Xian Jian Chou'. ,
Since Xu Yi met Lou Daoyong, he has always had the habit of exchanging letters with the generals who were trapped in the camp.
God knows what Xu Yi and Meng Shaoping talked about in their letters.
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