Traveling through the early Tang Dynasty starts with hanging

Chapter 371 Yunzhou

In the quiet study room, Yuan Xiaozheng paced back and forth with long sighs, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was full of distress.

Regarding the situation of himself and his father Yuan Junzhang, Yuan Xiaozheng almost tossed and turned every night and couldn't sleep. Before sitting in Shuo and Yunzhou, it was quite important, but now he has lost the most important Mayi, and his massive counterattack was defeated. The position of the family is already in jeopardy.

There is darkness ahead of this road, is it really going to die?
Yuan Xiaozheng was thinking silently in his heart, suddenly stopped, and looked up to see the guards coming quickly.

"Have you heard?"

"Erlang-jun." The guard stepped forward a few steps and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Yuan Xiaozheng's spirit was shaken, he hesitated for a while, changed his clothes, strode out of the house, got on his horse, went straight out of Yunzhong City, and stopped in a small town.

"Old man, you are from Wutai!" A young man spit and gesticulated, "My wife is from Wutai!"

Yuan Xiaozheng stood outside the crowd and listened silently. His grandfather Yuan Kan used to be the governor of the former Sui Dynasty, so he could easily understand it. Daizhou has five counties under its jurisdiction, Dai County, Fanzhi, Yuanping, Wutai and Nao County , Wutai is named after the famous Mount Wutai.

"Really grant the land?" The old man from Daizhou Wutai looked suspicious, "Who can guarantee it?"

"There is no general manager in Daizhou now, but the county magistrate promised that he would settle down in Dai County regardless of the past, and that he would be granted [-] mu of land per Dingkou." The young man vowed, "And it will be exempted from taxes for three years! "

There was an uproar all around, some people were excited, some people retorted loudly, the young man said loudly: "Everyone knows that in these years, there have been many wars and disasters in the state, and many people have abandoned their fields and fled. They are all good fields..."

Yuan Xiaozheng listened for a while, then left quietly, and walked back to the city slowly. Seeing that he was outside the mansion, he turned the horse's head and changed the direction.

"That's it, we'll leave in two days..." Zhou Yilang, who was checking accounts with Fan Shiyi, saw Yuan Xiaozheng sideways, and walked a few steps, "I have seen Mr. Yuan."

"Yeah." Yuan Xiaozheng responded indiscriminately and walked in. Seeing that he was going to the backyard, he stopped abruptly, hesitated for a while, turned around and found a wooden stool to sit down on.

Zhou Zhoulang and Fan Shiyi both breathed a sigh of relief...the backyard is not too shady, but there are a lot of high-quality weapons placed against the wall.

This kind of weapon is considered high-grade in Guannei and Hedong, and in Yunzhou... only the generals or personal guards under Yuan Junzhang's command can only be found. Once it is seen, the name of the caravan is not easy to fool.

"Yuhuchun was sold out the day before yesterday, what did you buy for the return journey?"

Yuan Xiaozheng's first sentence didn't seem sharp, because although Yunzhou also traded with copper coins, they were all left over from the previous Sui Dynasty, and most of them were traded with cloth, silk, and sheep, so the caravan must have It is to buy goods for the return trip, just to make another fortune.

"It's just some spices...the price in Hedong is not high, but it is as expensive as gold in Chang'an." Zhou Zhoulang replied cautiously.

Yuan Xiaozheng glanced over, "Isn't it enough?"

Fan Shiyi tightened his hands behind his back, and Zhou Zhoulang gave him a calm look, laughed a few times but didn't answer... The young man in front of him is Yuan Junzhang's son, and he is not something people like himself can offend .

After a moment of silence, Yuan Xiaozheng said softly: "If someone is right, he should have traded a lot of good horses, but he didn't get many cattle."

Zhou Zhoulang and Fan Shiyi exchanged surprised looks, on the one hand because of Yuan Xiaozheng's attitude, and on the other hand because what the other party said was very correct.

Regardless of articulateness, a lot of good horses have been exchanged this time, but cattle have not been able to get much. This is one of the reasons why Zhou Zhoulang decided to stay for a few more days.

"It's not difficult to exchange good wine for a good horse." Yuan Xiaozheng said softly: "But cattle, no."

"Since more than ten years ago, Yunzhou has been controlled by the Turks, but most of the people are Han Chinese, and they also make a living from farming."

"So most of the farming cattle in Yunzhou are in the hands of the Han people. Even if they have a wedding, they will not exchange cattle."

Zhou Zhoulang remained silent, and he also understood this reason, so he used a trick the day before yesterday, and simply asked people to persuade those people who were originally from Daizhou, and even took them away with their cattle. Anyway, Lang Jun will do it sooner or later.

"I have been in Shuo and Yunzhou for many years, and I haven't tasted tea for a long time. Next time, bring more tea." Yuan Xiaozheng suddenly changed the subject, "Of course, bring more salt."

Fan Shixi, who was running around these days, had a flash of inspiration, "Wine can't be exchanged for cattle, but salt can be!"

This is a key that is easily overlooked. People can avoid drinking, but they cannot avoid eating salt.

Both Yunzhou and Shuozhou do not produce salt, but there are several brine salt pools in Hedong. Fan Shiyi remembered that he had eaten in the countryside a few days ago. The food was rarely salty and bitter, and most of the food was rock salt.

No matter how important the farm cattle are, they can't compare to pure table salt... If you have a quick mind, you can exchange two cattle for the salt you exchange for one farm cattle.

After all, in Yunzhou, although cattle are important, they are not rare.

Zhou Zhoulang suddenly came to his senses, and immediately looked at Yuan Xiaozheng carefully... The young man sat there with a shy expression, but there was hope in his eyes, and his hands tucked into his sleeves were trembling slightly.

"Ashi Nasheer left for Wuyuan County early yesterday morning."

Fan Shiyi knew about this matter, because yesterday he saw Yuan Junzhang send Ashina Sheer out of the city with his own eyes, but Wuyuan County...

"Wuyuan County?"

Yuan Xiaozheng explained softly: "In the Kaihuang period of the former Sui Dynasty, Fengzhou was established, and it was renamed Wuyuan County during the Daye period...The king's tent of Jieli Khan moved to the north of Wuyuan County last year."

Fan Shiyi was dumbfounded. This may be the most important information he has inquired since he came to Yunzhou... Since the war between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks in the fourth year of Wude, the two sides have never exchanged exchanges or envoys.

The Tang Dynasty sent envoys to visit Jieli Khan...but the two Turkic troops had fought to the east of the river, and the envoys did not go to the grassland.

After saying this matter, which is neither big nor small, Yuan Xiaozheng was silent for a while. In fact, he was not a courageous person. His face changed again and again, and then he hesitated and said in a low voice: "You guys I'm so impatient..."

Fan Shishi and Zhou Zhoulang quickly realized that the other party was referring to the matter of recruiting people from Daizhou's native place to return to their hometown.

Yuan Xiaozheng got up slowly, walked out, and saw Zhou Zhoulang accompanying him, his lips moved, "Let's go, let's go today."

It's all said to this point, Zhou Zhoulang still can't understand... He made his own opinions and asked people to recruit people in advance, which might cause trouble.

Within an hour, Zhou Zhoulang and Fan Shiyi urgently recalled all their staff.

Two hours later, Yuan Xiaozheng stood on the city wall and watched the convoy leave Yunzhong County and head south. Hundreds of good horses were mixed in front and back of the convoy, creating a huge cloud of smoke.

(End of this chapter)