A scholar of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

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"Thank you Uncle Cheng for letting me go." Gu Qing got up quickly.

"Wait a minute." Cheng Yaojin continued, "Recently, the Western trade route has been broken, and our business has lost a lot of money. Have you and Chu Suiliang settled down on the matter of Persia and Dashi?"

"Not yet, but Lu Dongzan is ready to watch the situation." Gu Qing replied, "As long as you can send troops, it will not be difficult to reopen the trade route. It's just a small meal, nothing to be afraid of! Great Tang soldiers Under the front are all barbarians starting

"Okay, you sound good to me!" Cheng Yaojin said with a smile, "You go back first."

"Hey!"

Gu Qing walked out of Cheng's mansion, walked all the way in Chang'an, passed through Dongshi, took a look at the peaceful pen studio, and headed to his home.

The fat monk kept watching Gu Qing come in from Dongshi, then calmly left and told the people around him, "Immediately send someone to Gu's house to wait for boss Gu's arrangement."

"Yes!"

Back home, Gu Qing coaxed the child.

Wu Mei embraced the newborn Gu Xin, "Husband, the trade route to the west has been cut off recently, and merchants from all over the Western Regions dare not accept goods at this juncture. Do you want to accept our business first?"

"Take it back." Gu Qing put down his eldest son, "There is going to be a war on the trade route, we just need to manage the business in Guanzhong during this period, don't worry, everything will be fine after winter."

"Patriarch." Fan Jian walked up and said, "Someone sent a letter."

Gu Qing took the letter and opened it. There was no words on it, but there was a pen drawn on the corner of the letter paper, "If you ask someone to wait for me, I will reply."

"Husband, let me write as a concubine."

"it is good."

In a quiet home, Gu Qing dictated Wu Mei's handwriting. Gu Qing's handwriting was so conspicuous that one could tell who wrote it at a glance, but Wu Mei's handwriting had never been written in front of outsiders.

"How does your husband feel?"

"Very good." After receiving the letter and covering it with sealing wax, Gu Qing walked out of the house and handed it to Fan Jian, "Give the letter to the sender."

"Yes!" Fan Jian nodded.

Wu Mei put away her pen and ink, "Husband, don't we really need to send eyeliner to stare at the West?"

"No need, I have believed in Lu Dongzan, and besides, there are thousands of miles of yellow sand in the west. We don't need to spend so much manpower. It would be great to send good people to the East China Sea."

Listening to Gu Qing's words, Wu Mei was still a little worried, "But, I don't think so many people need to go to the East China Sea."

"The monk's life is not very safe recently. After so many years, the monk should know what I mean and what to do." Gu Qing said calmly, "I'm going to touch the nail, I want to see my youth gang sneak in. How many people died."

Wu Mei nodded and was still very worried. What was worried was that the organization in Gu Qing's hands was getting bigger and bigger.

"Husband, I still don't feel at ease."

"Don't worry, take your time." Gu Qing comforted, "Give me some time, I also know that this organization will become bigger and bigger in the future, and it will not be easy to recover from this opening. It will take a while until everything calms down. , we counted money at home every day to get by.”

Hearing this, Wu Mei smiled softly, her husband is still the same, no change from before and still loves money so much.

After the Prince of Persia and Gu Qing finished chatting with the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, their hearts were swaying all the time, thinking again and again of their embarrassment in front of the royal brothers and the disappointed eyes of the King of Persia.

"Why!" The Prince of Persia stood up angrily, and immediately went to the palace to see Li Er.

Li Er, who was discussing things with Fang Xuanling, heard the report, "Call the Prince of Persia."

"Yes!"

"Prince of Persia must have figured it out too." Fang Xuanling said in a low voice.

Li Er sat in the Hall of Martial Virtue and looked at the sunlight outside the hall. The figure of the Prince of Persia finally appeared in his eyes, "Greetings, Your Majesty the Tang Dynasty!"

"Come in." Li Er said softly, "Why is the Prince of Persia here?"

"Also ask Datang to send troops to assist Persia!" said the Prince of Persia, "As long as I become the king of Persia, I am willing to make Persia a vassal state of Datang."

The smile on Fang Xuanling's face grew stronger.

"There is a saying in Guanzhong called Junwu jokes." Li Er nodded and said.

"Yes! You are not joking!" The Prince of Persia knelt on the ground, "My Persian prince, Gu Luoduo, swore once again that if Datang can help me sit on the throne, Persia will always be a vassal state of Datang, and help Datang stabilize trade routes! "

"Okay!" Li Er was finally relieved.

On the second day after Prince of Persia met Li Er, Gu Qing got up early and saw the dwarf standing at the door of his house, "How is it?"

"The map of the Volcano in the Wa Kingdom has been handed over to our people." The dwarf said, "We can go to sea within half a month. Among the people who go to sea, more than ten of our people will be mixed in. Then we will tell Shangguanyi what to do."

"It's hard work." Gu Qing casually put on his official hat and prepared to go to court.

"Boss Gu, there is one more thing." The dwarf continued, "Yesterday, the Prince of Persia went to see the man in the palace."

"There will be action soon. You should go to rest earlier."

The dwarf nodded and left tiredly. The morning wind was very cold, Gu Qing shrank his neck, and Wu Mei came with a scarf, "This is the first time I weave this scarf, I don't know if it is what my husband said."

Gu Qing wrapped the scarf around his neck, "Very good, very comfortable."

"I will definitely do better next time." Wu Mei tidied up Gu Qing's official uniform, "Come back early when the weather is cold."

"Okay!" Gu Qing got on his horse.

Di Renjie also came leading the horse, "Teacher, come to court?"

"Yes, what can you do if you don't go to court at this hour." Gu Qing slowly rode the horse and pulled the reins, "Have you eaten yet?"

"I drank a bowl of porridge and ate some dried vegetables." Di Renjie replied.

The two came to Chang'an City and parted on Zhuque Street. Di Renjie entered Dali Temple, the youngest minister of Dali Temple since the beginning of the Tang Dynasty.

Chapter 539 The Young Man of the Tang Dynasty ([-])

In front of Chang'an Chengtian Gate, the sky was still gray, and the guards stood silently on the palace wall. Gu Qing stepped into the crowd and came to Chu Suiliang's side, "Do you know?"

"I see." Chu Suiliang also nodded, "It looks like an expedition is about to take place."

"I don't know what the prince of Persia and His Majesty said." Gu Qing nodded and watched the palace door slowly open.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the Taiji Palace. Hundreds of officials entered the palace one after another. Many people heard the news and were waiting for His Majesty Tang to make a decision.

With a loud shout, Li Er walked over with steady steps and sat down in front of all the officials.

Gu Qing saluted with all the officials, and listened to the reports of the six departments. Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

"Your Majesty!" Fang Xuanling spoke first, "Now that Persia is raging with war, if things go on like this and the trade routes are blocked, merchants in the Central Plains may not dare to leave the customs again."