At the entrance of Fu Su's mansion.
Several large boxes were placed on the ground, looking extremely heavy.
It was filled with copper coins. Fu Su had been thrifty these few years. Other than keeping his followers, he had saved up the rest of the monthly payment.
He had only saved up 1,500 strings of coins over the years.
"You must watch your mouth next time. This hotpot is too expensive.”
Fu Su sighed slightly.
As he watched Xiao He transport the copper coins into the carriage, his eyes could not help but ache.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. If the Little Lord's method is successful, it won't be a problem to pay ten times the price.”
Xiao He had just finished calculating.
Selling salt was a profitable business.
If the salt mountain was completely mined and all the mineral salt was turned into table salt, it would be like using a car to load money out.
In this day and age, the price of salt was slightly higher than copper coins of the same weight!
"It's not that I'm worried about the money, Xiao Sinong, but why don't you go to Prime Minister Feng?"
Fusu hesitated.
Feng Quji was born into a noble family and had always prioritized the interests of the noble family.
Xiao He, on the other hand, had ascended to the heavens in a single step. As a poor scholar, he became a farming official. How could Feng Quji think highly of him?
At that time, it would probably be difficult.
If it was Fu Su, Feng Quji would definitely give up the salt mountain.
However, he could sponsor them in private, but he could not ask for the salt mountain in his own name.
Otherwise, Ying Zimo wouldn't have borrowed money from him. Instead, he would have asked him to go to Feng Quji's mansion.
"Thank you for your reminder, Your Highness Fusu. It is precisely because Minister Feng has underestimated me that I am confident that I will be able to take down this Salt Mountain.”
How could Xiao He not know? He smiled indifferently when he heard this.
He cupped his hands slightly at Fu Su and got into the carriage heading to the Left Minister's Residence.
.....
At the Left Minister's residence.
Feng Quji held the brush and focused on writing on the paper.
Now, the officials of Xianyang had basically used paper, which was more than ten times more convenient than before.
Even the official documents did not need to be sent home by car.
Even though it was written in the word 'quietness'.
However, from the scattered papers on the ground, he had written this word hundreds of times.
"Could printing be the method to make words appear on paper in large quantities?”
Feng Quji kept thinking.
At this moment, a figure appeared at the door.
"Prime Minister, there's someone outside requesting an audience."
"Don't you know the rules? Don't you remember that nothing can disturb me when I'm writing?”
Feng Quji's brush tip tilted, and this word was considered useless.
Moreover, his thoughts had been interrupted, and his tone was quite unhappy.
"Replying to Prime Minister, those who came are the Little Lord's people.”
The servant said in fear.
The Little Lord was now in charge of the country.
Moreover, the people who came were escorted by the Jinyiwei.
If he didn't pass on the message, what if the Jinyiwei gave him a knife crack?
"Who is it? What's the matter?"
Hearing that it was Ying Zimo's men, Feng Quji put down his pen and washed his hands in the basin.
"This person calls himself Xiao He and wishes to discuss with the Prime Minister to purchase your fief."
Xiao He?
When this name appeared, the attendant clearly felt that Feng Quji's expression was not right.
"Hmph, what's there to talk about with this lowly person? Just say that I'm not feeling well and won't be seeing guests today.”
Feng Quji did not even finish listening to the rest of the sentence.
He brushed his sleeves and did not say anything else.
"Yes, this lowly one will go report it now."
"Wait a minute, what did you just say? Is Xiao He here to buy a fief?"
"That's right. Xiao He wants to buy a barren mountain in the Prime Minister's fief, near Mount Hua.”
The servant quickly turned around and replied.
"Why did Desolate Mountain Xiao He buy this? With his background, the money must have come from the young master.”
Feng Quji's eyes flashed with an inexplicable expression as if he was calculating something in his heart.
He did have that piece of land.
However, that was a mountain of salt, and it could not grow food at all.
Now that the Little Lord was building the Academy, it was time for him to use money. Xiao He actually took the initiative to come and buy a fief?
This was interesting.
A mountain that could not produce food was of no use to him.
If he could strike a blow to the Little Lord's pocket, why not?
"Go and let Xiao He in. Hehe, he actually came to find me for the matter of the cheap merchant.”
"Yes!"
Not long after.
Xiao He, who was dressed in plain clothes, was brought into the back hall.
Feng Quji did not even prepare tea or invite him to sit down. He said casually,
"Lord Xiao has just ascended the court, where did he get the money?”
"This money was naturally bestowed by the Little Lord.”
Xiao He sensed the other party's contempt.
She heard that the money came from Ying Zimo.
Feng Quji's narrowed eyes flashed.
"Logically speaking, this Prime Minister is unwilling to engage in this kind of unscrupulous business, but since Lord Xiao has come to visit, I will give you this mountain in this fief.”
"This lowly official is extremely grateful for this Minister Feng's kindness.”
Xiao He had a look of fear and surprise on his face.
Her flustered appearance was laughable.
"How would I dare to ask? How many strings of copper coins do you think is appropriate?”
"1500 strings then."
"This…"
Xiao He was stunned.
He did not expect Feng Quji to be so easy to talk to.
Wasn't the money he had taken from Fu Su exactly 1,500 strings?
That was a mountain of gold. Using the Little Lord's method, the amount of salt dug out was equivalent to the amount of money dug out. It was money that could not be transported by a car!
Actually, 1,500 strings was a lot. There was only 100,000 strings of money in the national treasury.
It was just that the value of the salt mountain was too high, which was why he was so surprised.
"What's wrong? Too many? Humph!"
Feng Quji thought that Xiao He was short of money and couldn't take out so much money.
That's true. A country bumpkin from Pei County who was lucky enough to be taken in by the young master. He had probably never heard of such a large sum of money.
"Then 1,200 strings.”
"No problem! Thank you, Minister Feng!"
Feng Quji was about to stand up.
Xiao He was afraid that Feng Quji would go back on his word.
He hurriedly took out the official document from his sleeve.
After handing over the title deed, the Embroidered Uniform Guards moved all the money out of the carriage.
It could be considered that the money and goods were even.
After the transaction, Feng Quji naturally wouldn't keep Xiao He. He didn't even look at him.
He directly asked the waiter to send the guest off.
After Xiao He left, Feng Quji looked at the boxes of money he left behind and couldn't help but smile.
"Hmph, this brat is not worth scheming with. Moreover, the accomplice is a country bumpkin who has never seen the world.”
........
Other than Xiao He.
Zhang Liang and Zhang Er were equally efficient.
The Gongshu family brought over iron tools for salt mining, and Zhang Er and his son also brought their hands.
Dozens of carriages were ready, and the mighty team set off from Xianyang City.
"What are these people going to do when they set off from the young master's residence?”
"I heard that he bought a mountain of salt from Prime Minister Feng. Could it be that there are some mineral deposits there?”
"I passed by the Prime Minister's Mansion. There were so many boxes of money that were moved down from the carriage.”
"He can't be going to farm, right? Salt land can't grow crops."
.......
As the carriage exited the city gate, the passersby all turned to look at it.
They didn't know what this team was going out of the city for.
The long line left the city.
When they had traveled a hundred miles.
There was a group of carriages coming towards them, surrounded by dozens of cavalry. The person in the lead was actually Dun Ruo, who was dressed rather low-key.
"Who are you?"
Dun Ruo signaled for the team to stop.
The servants who were dressed in cotton clothes and were actually the Black Ice Platform's secret agents also put their hands on their sabers.
"I am Zhang Er, and this is my son Zhang Ao. Greetings, Lord State Commandant.”
"Zhang Er?"
Only then did Dun Ruo remember that he seemed to have seen the father and son team in the imperial court before. They were the Little Lord's men.
Only then did he wave his hand, letting the spies of the Black Ice Platform, who were dressed in casual clothes, let down their guard.
The man in the white dragon fish costume waved his hand.
"Where are you two going with these supplies?" asked Dunruo.”
He was in charge of the Black Ice Platform, so it was reasonable for him to interrogate him.
"We, father and son, have been ordered by the young master to go to Baikun Mountain to mine the mineral resources. The official documents have also been handed over.”
As Zhang Er spoke, he took out a document from his bosom.
He handed it over to a Black Ice Platform secret agent.
After looking at it, Dunruo nodded.
"This official is also doing his routine work.”
"Thank you for your trouble, Lord State Commandant."
Creak! Creak! Creak!
The carriage left deep tracks on the ground.
The team gradually left.
Only then did Dun Ruo enter the carriage.
Sitting inside was Ying Zheng, who had secretly returned to Xianyang, and Xu Fu, who claimed to be able to refine elixirs that could prolong one's life.
"Your Majesty, that's the Little Lord's team.”
"I heard everything just now. I don't know what this brat is up to.”
Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes.
He was the one who rewarded Feng Quji's fief, so he naturally knew the situation of that mountain.
It was just a barren mountain.
Mining there? Mining what ore?
"Your Majesty, do you want to return to Zhangtai Palace or…"
"No, I'll go directly to the Gongshu family and inform them to prepare a pill furnace that weighs 3,000 pounds.”
Xu Fu even pretended to ask for a huge pill furnace.
Only the Gongshu family could create this pill furnace in a short period of time.
At that time, in their name, they would go and collect the materials needed for all kinds of gold and stone pill techniques. No one would be suspicious.
Before he was completely sure.
Ying Zheng had to make up the lie about the Immortal Medicine.
"Yes! I will inform the Gongshu family's lord, Shu Tuo, to come and welcome the emperor.”
"From now on, you and Gongshu Tuo can call me Brother Zhao.”
"This lowly subject does not dare!"
"This is an order!"
Hearing the resolute words in the car, his scalp went numb.
His Majesty did not want to expose his identity. Otherwise, he would never dare to use such an overstepping title.
Extremely helpless, he could only nod in agreement.
"Zimo, that brat, has been very close to the Gongshu family recently?”
"Brother Zhao, the eldest daughter of the Gongshu family often goes to the Little Lord's residence.”
Dun Ruo also found it strange.
In his impression, the Gongshu family was a group of craftsmen.
Although his position in Xianyang was not low, he had always been neutral.
Unless Great Qin wanted to develop military equipment, they would always pretend to be deaf and mute.
He actually had a close relationship with Little Nineteen for the first time?
"Looks like Gongshu Youlan knows Little Nineteen better than I do. I should meet this little girl.”
"Let's set off."
"Yes!"
The convoy slowly moved again.
After entering Xianyang, he went straight to the Gongshu family.
No one in the Gongshu family knew that this was Ying Zheng, the ruler of Great Qin.
However, Gongshu Tuo, as the family head, felt uncomfortable.
In the courtyard.
"Your Majesty, this humble subject will inform the clansmen to be more careful on weekdays. Don't be blind and offend you."
"Hehe, is my heart so narrow in your eyes? If so, what is the point of hiding my identity? How is it usually? After I come, it will be as usual."
"Also, you forgot to call me Brother Zhao.”
Ying Zheng didn't care about these things at all.
this
Was this a bad memory?
He didn't dare! Who would have the guts to call Qin Shi Huang his brother?
"Yes, this lowly subject will immediately send someone to supervise the production of the pill furnace!”
Gongshu Tuo made up his mind to stop his clansmen from wandering around the residence.
Well, the clansmen are also more well-behaved. They shouldn't offend His Majesty.
As soon as this thought appeared in his mind…
Hiss hiss hiss
A little pony galloped past the courtyard happily.
Then, he rushed straight into the courtyard!
Gongshu Tuo's face instantly turned pale.
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