Dajin royal family

Chapter 39 Refined Iron
Hearing this, Hu Ge Bao Nuo said: "It's quite a lot, the villain gave this number." He said, he stretched out five fingers.

Jiang Chengxiao nodded and said: "I see, I will help you pay attention to this matter. I can't guarantee you whether it will be successful or not, but I will try my best to help you." As a superior, don't talk too much. If you don't succeed in doing it for him, your prestige will drop.

Hu Gebao was overjoyed, acting dignifiedly as the son of the prince, there should be no mistakes in such small things, "Thank you, son, thank you, son."

Jiang Chengxiao waved his hand and said, "Don't be in a hurry to thank me, I need your help with something."

"Your Majesty, please give me your instructions. The villain will do his best." Hu Gebao patted his chest and said.

"Well"

Jiang Chengxiao nodded, and said: "It's like this, my son is very yearning for the customs of the Western Regions, and I plan to send a few servants to accompany you to the Western Regions a few times to show my son. Would you like to lead the way? "

Hu Gebao was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, does this prince want to find his own manpower to do business with the Western Regions?

"My lord, the situation in the Western Regions is very different from that in the Central Plains. I'm afraid your people may not be able to bear it." He persuaded tactfully.

Jiang Chengxiao said: "It's okay, let's take it as an experience. Since I'm with you, I should be prepared to die in the Western Regions. You don't have to worry about that."

It's all said for this sake, if he refuses again, he will be a little ungrateful. "In this case, everything is subject to the arrangement of the son."

Immediately, Jiang Chengxiao ordered three family slaves to meet Hu Gebao, and told him to come and inform the palace on his behalf the next time he returned to the Western Regions.Hu Gebao naturally agreed, not daring to say more.

After doing all this, Jiang Chengxiao left the shop, planning to go to the Chang'an County Government to see what was going on.

The bullock cart was moving slowly and wobbly. Nan Jiyun rode beside him, surrounded by closely guarded house slaves.The golden retriever curled up in the bullock cart, occasionally sticking out his tongue to lick his paws, his jet-black eyes glanced at Jiang Chengxiao, who closed his eyes, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep again with two "woo hoots".

"Jiyun, what's your question?" Jiang Chengxiao closed his eyes and asked Nan Jiyun outside through the window.

Nan Jiyun said: "Master, I shouldn't have said too much, but I really don't understand why the brothers are sent to the Western Regions. What is there?" He didn't believe that his master arranged for the so-called "Western Region style" nigga go over there.

Jiang Chengxiao smiled slightly, opened his eyes and looked at Nan Jiyun, "Do you know why I asked Shenju to do that and left you by my side?"

Nan Jiyun thought for a while and said: "Because Brother Shenju was not exposed to Qi County before, everyone in the Jinwu Guard thought that Brother Shenju died while escorting the two women. Do you think Brother Shenju's identity is safe? Yes, that’s why it’s done.”

"Half and half."

Right?Nan Jiyun looked at him puzzled.

After returning to Chang'an, Jiang Chengxiao reported to the imperial court the list of the dead who went to Qi County to proclaim the decree. Among them, the names of Shenju and several other domestic slaves were on it. Nan Jiyun said that Shenju's identity is safe now. That's right.

Jiang Chengxiao said: "Because you are careful."

The martial arts of Shenju and Nan Jiyun may be between brothers, but Nan Jiyun's vigilance and carefulness are not in Shenju.

"This subordinate will not let the master down." Nan Jiyun was taken aback for a moment when he was suddenly praised by the master, and then said seriously.

Jiang Chengxiao said: "The reason why I personally sent people to the Western Regions was that apart from leaving the second cave, I also wanted to see if I could harvest other things. I just don't know if they can do a good job."

On the side of Shenju, he gave the money and gave it to others, and he was in the Central Plains, so it should be able to succeed, but it is hard to say on the side of the Western Regions. After all, the mountains and rivers are far away, and the chances of success may not be great.

But there's always something wrong with trying.

Nan Jiyun held the reins tightly and said, "Master, don't worry, I will tell them well, and let them live up to the painstaking efforts of the master."

"hope so."

The ox cart drove to the Chang'an County Government and stopped. Nan Jiyun dismounted and lifted the curtain for Jiang Chengxiao, and helped Jiang Chengxiao get off the ox cart.

Compared with the Dali Temple government office that Jiang Chengxiao had seen, the Chang'an county government office was much shabby, and it felt like a small family.

The arresters in front of the county government office are all smart people. When they saw Jiang Chengxiao dressed in extraordinary clothes, accompanied by dozens of guards with knives, they immediately understood that this person was a good person, and he didn't dare to neglect him. What's the point of doing this?"

As a policeman in Chang'an, don't take yourself seriously, maybe you offend a noble boy one day, and the body will float under the Baqiao tomorrow.

Nan Jiyun said: "My master is the son of the Dai Wang, let your county magistrate come out."

Hearing this, the policeman immediately saluted, then turned around and trotted into the county government office.

After a while, an old man about 50 years old in official robes walked out quickly, came to Jiang Chengxiao's side and bowed, "Zhang Lan, magistrate of Chang'an County, has seen the prince."

Jiang Chengxiao said: "The Ming government is self-denying and devoted to the public. Today, this son is here to see you, so I am bothering you."

Zhang Lang was stunned for a moment. What kind of reputation could he have as a small county magistrate of Chang'an to let the prince know? After thinking about it, he suddenly felt that there was a deep meaning hidden in his words. Based on his experience as a county magistrate in Chang'an for so many years, It must be someone under his command who offended the person in Daiwangfu, otherwise this prince would not be able to come to his small temple.

"My son, please, if you have any teachings, please listen to me." Zhang Lang stretched out his hand to invite, no matter what happened, listen first and then speak. If you offend someone from Daiwangfu, you will personally make amends and punish those who don't have eyes. It's over.

Jiang Chengxiao waved his hand, "No need, I came here just to ask, how many boxes of goods did the Ming Mansion take from Hu merchants recently?"

When Zhang Lan heard this, he immediately waved his hand to find a yamen servant to inquire, the yamen servant said: "Reporting to my lord, there is indeed such a thing, those few boxes of goods were seized by the county lieutenant with us, and they were all rare refined iron from the Western Regions. The prince also knows that the imperial court does not allow merchants to operate salt and iron, so we withheld it."

Refined iron?

Jiang Chengxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately said, "Take me to have a look."

The resources of salt and iron are controlled by the imperial court, and no one can reach out, otherwise it is a taboo.Salt is something that everyone eats, an extremely important resource.Iron is a unique strategic resource. Now all the mountains, rivers and salt lakes in Dajin have been recorded in the palace, and no one can develop them without authorization.

Hearing this, Zhang Lang hurriedly led Jiang Chengxiao to the warehouse.

In the warehouse, the yamen servant opened several large boxes, all of which were refined iron, which was free of impurities at first glance, and could be forged into agricultural tools or weapons with a little exercise.

Zhang Lang became a little embarrassed, the prince of this generation obviously came for fine iron, but this thing was forbidden by the superiors, and he didn't dare to return it to Jiang Chengxiao.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, this fine iron is indeed a huge profit, but the work of your subordinates is really eye-catching. If these boxes are smuggled into the city, if my subordinates don't have to be careful, I'm afraid it won't make sense. Also ask the world to learn from you."

Salt and iron are all run by the government. Except for the iron that is officially circulated, private trading is prohibited among the people. Therefore, it is indeed huge profits to transport these fine irons to Chang'an City.

What Zhang Lan said was just to show his helplessness.His unspoken meaning is that we don't want to offend you, but your subordinates are too courageous for such blatant smuggling, if you don't catch him, your superiors will label him as dereliction of duty.

(End of this chapter)