When they returned to the palace, the sun had already set, and Zhao Bin asked Liu Zi to send Lin Yao back to the Lin family.
After dinner, Xing'er mentioned the wine making issue to Zhao Bin again, hoping that Zhao Bin would reconsider.
Zhao Bin also knows what Xing'er means, but now he is cooperating with Fang and Liu's family to sell salt, and is gradually occupying the market, and is still expanding.
Although Yancheng only accounts for 10% of the income, it has already had an income of 100,000 guan in two months. Although 100,000 guan is not a lot, this amount will continue to increase as the market expands in the future, so Zhao Bin does not want to Let Myolie go on an adventure in the capital.
However, Myolie believes that most of the money went into the pockets of the Fang and Liu families. The future development of Yancheng may require more financial support, so relying solely on salt sellers is still risky, especially if one day they If you regret it and refuse to admit it, it will definitely have a great impact on Yancheng.
Zhao Bin also understands this truth, but he is still a little worried about letting Xing'er do this alone. He still understands the reason why an ordinary man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade.
“You definitely can’t do this alone, so I’ll write a letter to Uncle Heng Wang and send it to Cangzhou Mansion, and we’ll make wine together with Uncle Heng, so that others won’t dare to mess with you. There is a large manor at the foothills of the northern suburbs of the capital, which was given to Uncle Heng by the Emperor Father, and the winery you opened there will be kept secret."
"Another suggestion to you, after you make wine, you will only do wholesale. As for the retail sales, let others take care of it. With benefit sharing, there will be a community of benefits."
"My slave understands!"
Zhao Bin gently scratched Xing'er's nose and said, "How many times have I told you not to talk about slaves anymore, but I just don't listen."
Xing'er said with a coquettish look on her face: "Oh! Rules are rules. If they are broken, no one will abide by them. It loses the majesty of the royal family."
"Okay, listen to Sister Xing'er, do whatever Sister Xing'er says!"
"Then when do you plan to leave?" Zhao Bin then asked.
"Just these two days. I have to take away the original craftsmen. They will be needed to build the winery there. I can't trust the local people." Xing'er replied.
"Okay, you can choose the manpower you need, but Dayong can't go with you this time. I have other things for him to do. Let Liuzi, Dakui and Liangzi lead the people to follow you."
"If the slave takes everyone away, there will be fewer people available for the prince. If something happens, the slave will not be able to explain to the princess."
"Don't worry, Zhou Hu and the others will be back soon. I asked Lu Biao to take the prisoners to dig coal. When the time comes, they will ask Lu Biao to send someone to guard them." Zhao Bin said lightly.
At the North Gate of the capital, after three days of urgent delivery, the military report finally arrived in the capital!
The shouts of Xiguan Victory once again echoed on the avenues of the capital, and the people on the road gave way.
Many people were talking: What happened? A great victory in three days!
"Who knows!"
A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes said: "You haven't heard that the third prince, His Highness King Yan, is sitting in Yancheng now. The last great victory was that His Highness, King Yan, led the troops to repel the Jie tribe! I'm afraid it will happen again this time. His Highness King Yan did it."
"But this is the Great Victory of Xiguan. Although it is very close, it should not be under the jurisdiction of His Highness King Yan," a handsome-looking man said doubtfully.
"Hey, you don't know. I heard that the general guarding Xiguan now is from Prince Yan's palace! The last time the Jie people conquered Xiguan, it was this general who led the army to recapture Xiguan."
"I see!"
"It seems that His Highness the King of Yan's arrival in Yancheng is really a blessing to the people of Yancheng!"
"Not only is it a lucky star, I heard that King Yan distributed cattle to every household in Yancheng!"
"You're bragging. How is this possible? Where in the past dynasties have ordinary people distributed oxen?" A man who looked like an old man retorted.
"Why did I lie to you!"
After speaking, the middle-aged man looked around for a few times, and then lowered his voice and said: "I heard that His Highness King Yan exchanged those cattle and sheep with the Xianbei people for fine salt, which is the kind of fine salt that is very popular in the capital now. .”
"Then this isn't an affair with a foreigner. This means beheading!" The handsome-looking man asked in surprise.
"Having an affair with a foreigner? What does it mean to have an affair with a foreigner so that the people can live a good life? Haven't you seen that His Majesty has no official position now? He is a prince!" Thick eyebrows said with disdain.
"But how did I hear that His Highness King Yan was demoted to Yan City for molesting a good woman? Are you talking about this King Yan?"
"Your kid is dying, and you dare to talk about this kind of thing."
While several people were chatting, the military messenger who delivered the message had disappeared at the end of the street.
In the palace hall, Emperor Zhao Wuji was sitting in the hall. The messenger rushed into the hall shouting about the victory of Xiguan, and knelt down in the center of the hall with a thud.
"Your Majesty! A great victory at Xiguan. General Lu Biao led the generals of Xiguan to annihilate the invading 100,000 Jie army and captured countless war horses. The Jie Khan fled back to the grassland in a hurry with hundreds of horsemen."
Before the messenger finished speaking, the hall was already buzzing with people. It was a rare achievement for King Yan to kill 20,000 Jie tribe troops before, and now Xiguan annihilated 100,000 enemies was even more unimaginable.
"How can this be!"
"This must be fake"
"yes!"
"That's an army of 100,000 people!"
Zhao Wuji could no longer suppress his excitement, staggered down from the dragon chair, grabbed the military report from the courier's hand, and read it carefully every word.
In the military newspaper, Lu Biao followed Zhao Bin's intention and described the war situation as extremely difficult. However, all descriptions were based on facts, and the existence of the Xianbei people was not avoided.
Zhao Wuji looked up at the sky and laughed after reading the details of the military report: "Hahaha, the sky has eyes, our ancestors bless us, Hebei Province will be worry-free!"
Everyone saw Zhao Wuji's reaction and understood that this was absolutely true!
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty!" Fang Shutong knelt on the ground and shouted loudly,
When all the ministers saw someone raising their head, they also knelt down and shouted in unison: "Congratulations to your majesty, congratulations to your majesty!"
Zhao Wuji returned to the dragon platform and scanned the officials: "The Ministry of War has drafted a decree to confer the title of General Lu Biao of the Xiguan Guard as a loyal military general. He will also grant a palace in the capital. All the generals under him will be promoted to one level! Each of them will be rewarded with silver. Thousand taels, school officials at all levels will award them according to merit."
"Old minister, I obey the order!" Fang Shutong responded.
At this time, no one from the Xue family, Zhang family, or Dai family spoke out to refute. They knew that such achievements would be in vain no matter how they refute.
At this time, the prince was extremely frightened, and his back was already soaked with sweat. He was worried that after King Yan's party gained power, they would bite him back and involve Hou Tai in the matter of instigating Zhang Da.
He turned his attention to Zhang Rang and Zhang Zhi. Zhang Rang shook his head and signaled that the prince should not force himself at this time, and the prince suppressed the fear in his heart.
Xue Qing glanced at the ministers in the palace with the corner of his eye, with a hint of horror hidden in his eyes. Faced with the rise of King Yan, he felt oppressed.
No one expected that he, who was originally sent to the frontier to die, would defeat several enemies in a row and not only gain a firm foothold in Yancheng, but also cultivate his influence in the army.
If left alone, in a few years, this son may become the biggest obstacle to the Xue family's pursuit of the throne in the future. Xue Qing secretly thought that he must speed up the progress of the plan and start as soon as possible.
