I am a child of Daqin Xiong, who supervises the country at the age of eight

Chapter 77 Special
"My lord, why are you parking?"

The coachman on the carriage looked at Chunyu who was behind him with a bewildered expression.

But Chun Yuyue, with a straight face, glanced towards Liu Bang, who was not far away and was crowded with people, and then said to the coachman.

"Go down and see what's going on over there!"

"Okay, okay, little one, let's go right now!"

The coachman didn't dare to neglect, got out of the carriage in a hurry, and went to Liu Bang's side.

After a while, he came back, and then reported to Chunyu Yue respectfully.

"Master, nothing happened over there. It's just that someone is selling salt. The salt is really white, but it's too expensive to sell. It's [-] yuan a catty, and I don't even want to counter the price. I think it's so expensive. No one should be able to buy salt, but it is very popular, and there is a big businessman who bought a hundred catties in one go..."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Chunyu Yue showed a playful expression, and then he looked at Liu Bang in the distance.

Suddenly I remembered, wasn't this Liu Bang the bearded man who followed Ying Changsheng back then?

For a moment, Chunyu Yue couldn't help stepping forward, and then, he took a closer look at the table salt that Liu Bang was selling.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

After only a few glances, Chunyu Yue felt that most of these salts were stolen from the palace!

Well, from Chunyu Yue's point of view.

The Great Qin is all over the world, probably only the tribute salt in the palace can have such a quality.

Thinking of this, Chunyu Yue made up his mind and said to Liu Bang.

"Give me ten catties!"

"However, I don't have any money for now, so I'll let the coachman get the money!"

"Yo? You want to buy salt, yes, as long as you give me money, I'll sell it!"

Liu Bang glanced at Chun Yuyue and the Confucian clothes he was wearing. Although Liu Bang had always disliked Confucian scholars, now that business was coming, Liu Bang's attitude was very respectful.

It seems to be a model for taking customers as God!

After buying ten catties of salt.

Chunyu Yue got on the carriage, holding the bag of salt in his hand, and then said to the coachman.

"Turn around and go to the palace!"

Not long after, Chunyu Yue left.

Inside the Xianyang Palace.

Brother Zheng, who was holding a paper memorial and half-lying on the so-called "sofa" that Ying Changsheng made for him, was reviewing the memorial, when he suddenly heard a eunuch coming to report outside, and only heard the eunuch say.

"Your Majesty, Chunyu Yue wants to see you!"

"Chun Yuyue? He is a Confucian scholar, he came to see me, and he has nothing to do? I don't want to see him, let him go!"

Brother Zheng waved impatiently.

Usually, he doesn't like being asked to see by ministers every now and then.

Because, for Brother Zheng, his time is quite valuable. How can there be so much time to waste when he can meet with ministers at any time?
With so much effort, he simply reviewed a few more memorials by himself.

Wouldn't it be more realistic to meet ministers like Chunyu Yue who only know how to talk?

However, the eunuch at the side showed embarrassment, Brother Chaozheng said.

"Your Majesty, this Chunyu Yue insisted on seeing you, and said that he seemed to have something important to present to Your Majesty face to face!"

"Oh?"

Brother Zheng was slightly taken aback, he really couldn't figure out what important matter a Confucian scholar would report to the First Emperor.

But who is Brother Zheng?
The kind that has to be asked about everything, no matter how big or small.

A typical workaholic emperor.

Therefore, naturally, he would not let go of these small details, and only heard brother Zheng say.

"Then bring him in!"

Not long after, Chunyu Yue was brought in. He was still holding the bag of salt in his hand. The salt had been checked by the guards, so Chunyu Yue was allowed to bring it in.

At this moment, after Chunyu Yue came in, he fell to his knees with a plop, and said to Brother Chaozheng.

"Chen Yuyue, I have met His Majesty!"

"Be flat!"

Brother Zheng waved impatiently.

Chun Yuyue stood up quickly, but Brother Zheng said to him while looking at the memorial.

"I'll give you a while, right away, explain what you want Chen Zuo to understand, if it's over, I'll let you go!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, what I want to report is related to the Nineteenth Prince, Your Majesty, let's look at what I'm holding in my hand..."

Chunyu Yue said, while speaking, he had already untied the small bag in his hand, and then presented it to the eunuch beside him, but the eunuch carefully presented it to Brother Zheng's case , Brother Zheng opened the small bag, looked inside, and said with a frown.

"Isn't this just salt?"

"What's so special about it? You didn't come to me just to let me take a look at this salt, did you?"

Brother Zheng looked gloomy, and looked at Chun Yuyue angrily.

His time is precious enough.

So many major national affairs are waiting for his disposal.

Throughout the empire, tens of millions of people need to be managed by Brother Zheng himself. So many things are on him alone, but at this moment, he is disturbed by a Confucian scholar with these trivial matters.

For a moment, Brother Zheng became angry.

And Chun Yuyue, a Confucian scholar, was also terrified.

Facing Zulong's anger, he directly knelt down on the ground with a plop, and then said.

"Your Majesty, this is not what I want to say. Does your Majesty know where this salt comes from?"

"Say what you want, what nonsense!"

The first emperor's patience was worn out a little again, he said angrily.

Seeing this, Chunyu didn't dare to show off anymore, he said.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, these salts were bought by the minister from the people, and the person who sold the salt was a man under the nineteenth son, named Liu Bang..."

"Is Changsheng selling salt?"

Brother Zheng frowned.

Immediately, his eyes were fixed on the white red salt.

Immediately, Brother Zheng came to his senses, and he stood up abruptly.

"You mean, the people under this boy Changsheng sell salt outside the palace, and what kind of salt are they selling?"

"That's right, Your Majesty, the nineteenth son sells salt outside the palace, and the quantity is quite a lot. There are several thousand catties. The merchants are buying it. One catty only sells for [-] yuan. Therefore, I bought it on purpose. Come over a few catties and report this matter to Your Majesty..."

Chunyu Yue made a small report about Ying Changsheng.

In his opinion, these salts must be the tribute salt in the palace.

After all, except for the tribute salt.

Where in the world is there such delicate table salt?
As for tribute salt, there was not much salt in the palace. When Brother Zheng returned from his eastward tour this time, he brought back several thousand kilograms from Qi. Chunyu Yue had heard about this.

In his opinion, the salt that Ying Changsheng sold was probably him who secretly took the inventory in the palace and sold it outside the palace for money.

Thinking of this, Chunyu Yue couldn't help but let out a sneer.

Huh, Nineteenth Young Master, now you are in dire straits!

(End of this chapter)