Sir, I can do it!

Wei Zhao was sitting at the temporary table at the entrance of the tea shop, his thighs were burning with pain, coupled with the fact that he was eating and sleeping in the open recently, and listening to the noise around him, he could only feel his head throbbing.

Seeing Han Sizhi come back with a worried expression on his face, Wei Zhao immediately slumped his shoulders and almost cried.

"Still haven't found the yard?"

Han Sizhi shook his head: "My lord, there is still space in the nunnery in the east of the city. I asked my followers to occupy the space first. The situation in Lianzhou is not very good, so this is the only way to go."

It's not like Wei Zhao didn't hear the people around him discussing while sitting here, and his bad face became even more gloomy at this moment.

He whispered: "When we came, the news had not spread, and the road was smooth. But I didn't expect the news from Lianzhou City to be so fast, I'm afraid it won't end well."

Then he sighed and said: "Xie Hong will file a lawsuit at the court, and the news will definitely not be suppressed at this moment. I am afraid that other state capitals will be the same as Lianzhou. That is really a crime."

Han Sizhi persuaded: "Your Excellency, don't worry, as long as you find the hijacked salt cart, things will be able to turn around. Besides, there are salt storages everywhere, and we still have time."

Wei Zhao nodded sullenly, only feeling dizzy.It seems that Wei Fang placed him on the straw mat, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.But the eyelids were heavy and heavy, and I couldn't open them no matter how hard I tried.

Subconsciously, he seemed to be dreaming again of the nightmare that had been haunting him since he was a child. In the dream, a man covered in blood stood in front of him with sad eyes.He wanted to open his eyes to look at him, but what he saw was bloody red.Faintly, he heard the man calling him Ah Zhao.The voice was empty and silent, and those who heard it wept.

Wei Zhao woke up amidst the noise, he barely opened his eyes, and a beam of light hit them, making him frown uncontrollably.Raising his sore arms to cover his eyes, he slowly adapted to the light, only then did he realize that he was lying on the straw mat, and it was already dawn outside.

Wei Fang leaned against the wall beside him, closed his eyes and rested his mind. When he heard the movement, he turned his head and looked pleasantly, "Master, you finally woke up."

Wei Zhao opened his mouth, and found that his tongue was dry, he licked his lips subconsciously, and said in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong with me?"

Wei Fang said: "The young master suddenly had a fever last night, which scared me to death. Han Sizhi asked a doctor to give the young master acupuncture and moxibustion overnight, and prescribed antipyretic medicine."

He touched Wei Zhao's forehead and heaved a sigh of relief: "The fever is finally gone."

Wei Zhao was in a daze for a while, and struggled to get up, only to feel pain everywhere in his body, especially the inner thigh.He lowered his head and glanced, blood had already seeped out, he was afraid that the fever was caused by the inflammation of the wound.

"Where's Han Sizhi?"

Wei Fang took dry rations and porridge from the side and handed them to Wei Zhao, saying, "Han Sizhi went out to inquire about the situation, this is what Wei Mu bought, and it's still warm, young master, hurry up and eat some."

Wei Zhao nodded, and asked again, "Where's Wei Mu?"

"Go get the medicine for the young master. Young master, let's go out of the city after Han Sizhi finished asking. I asked Wei Mu to take a few more medicines. After we leave the city, we will spend the night at Yuxu Temple. We must let the young master recover from his injuries." OK."

Wei Zhao took a sip of porridge, thought for a while and said, "Let's talk about it when Han Sizhi comes back."

He leaned against the wall, staring blankly at the sky, the dream was still lingering in his mind, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

It wasn't until the people in the nunnery ran out yelling that he came back to his senses, frowned and asked Wei Fang who was guarding him: "What happened?"

Wei Fang pursed his lower lip and said, "Go grab the salt."

At this moment, Han Sizhi squeezed into the nunnery against the crazy crowd, feeling very embarrassed.He saw that although Wei Zhao was pale, but he was in good spirits, he also breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.

"My lord, the salt shop is open outside, and these people are rushing to buy salt."

"What is the price of salt?"

Han Sizhi's face was quite ugly: "A bucket of 470 five cents."

Wei Zhao gasped.

Lianzhou, as a barrier in Huaizhong, is also considered a salt producing area.On normal days, the price of a bucket of salt basically fluctuates between [-] and [-] Wen.In other prefectures that do not produce salt, the price of salt is basically controlled within [-] yuan per bucket.But now even the price of salt in Lianzhou City has soared to nearly [-] yuan, one can imagine the situation in other state capitals.

Han Si said straightly: "The government issued a purchase restriction order, but the salt in the Huaizhong area has always been the business of the three nobles. There is no official salt here to stabilize the salt price, so the price rises three times a day. When we left Beijing, the emperor sent the household department Check the official salt stocks in various places. I heard that the Southern Conscript Army has already set out, so the situation outside must be much better than that in Lianzhou."

Wei Zhao drank a bowl of bitter medicine and said, "Go out and have a look."

The street was in a mess, and the wall in front of the salt shop was blocked, so Wei Zhao couldn't get in, so he just looked around for a while.

"Although the amount of salt that was robbed is large, it's not that the three nobles in Huaizhong no longer produce salt. The imperial court is also trying to find a way to allocate salt from various places to regulate the price of salt. Although the robbed salt truck cannot be found, the Qi Congress has fallen into a period of crisis. In the state of salt shortage, but when the new salt is produced, the salt market will naturally stabilize. At this moment, there is a mad robbery, what is the government doing for food?"

Han Sizhi said: "Huaizhong has always been the sphere of influence of the three nobles, and Lianzhou and Huaizhong are interdependent, and the power of the government is relatively weak."

After watching for a while, several people went to the government office.With sharp eyes, Han Sizhi immediately pointed to the front and said, "Is that Xie Tao, the eldest son of the Xie family?"

Wei Zhao looked intently, and it was indeed him.Seeing him leaving the government office, he hurriedly got into the car, as if he was afraid of being seen.Wei Zhao winked at Wei Fang, and stopped him at the alley where he turned out of the government office.

Xie Tao nervously raised the curtain to look out, and was surprised to see that it was Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao smiled and cupped his hands at him: "Thank you, Young Master, don't come here without any problems."

Xie Tao returned a salute in shock, looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he got out of the car and said, "When did Mr. Wei San come to Lianzhou?"

Wei Zhaodao: "The emperor ordered me to investigate the robbery of the Huaikou salt truck."

When Xie Hong came to court, Xie Tao had already packed his bags and left Beijing in a hurry, so he never knew that the person sent by the emperor was Wei Zhao.

"Thank you, Eldest Young Master, for coming here..."

Xie Tao said: "My father sent me a letter, asking me to set aside some of the salt stored at home and hand it over to the government to balance the price of salt."

"This is a good thing, but I see that Mr. Xie has a worried look on his face, what happened?"

Xie Tao said angrily: "It's not those big salt merchants. If they see my Xie family delivering salt to the government, they will definitely stop me from asking for their goods. Where will my son deliver the goods to them now? That's it." The amount of compensation for gold and silver is huge, and I have to wait for my father's reply, but I have no choice. There are still important things to do right now, and I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain Mr. Wei San."

Wei Zhao waved his hands indifferently, and said, "Young Master Xie, go and do your own work. I'm going to Huaizhou, so I must trouble you, Young Master Xie."

Xie Tao hurriedly said: "This matter is the Xie family's fault. When the third son of Wei enters Huaizhong, Xie will definitely treat him warmly."

After speaking, he hurriedly saluted, jumped into the carriage and urged the driver to go fast.

Wei Zhao watched the carriage go away, and said leisurely, "Let's go too."

Wei Fang looked back at the gate of the government office: "Master, are we not going to the office?"

Wei Zhao shook his head: "I'm not going, the Xie family has already sent salt. As long as Fu Yin is not a fool, the salt price in Lianzhou should be stable by tomorrow, at least it won't rise again."

He coughed with his fist on his lips.Wei Fang nervously said: "Young master, Yingzhou is only a day's journey away, we are afraid that we will not be able to catch up with Sutou if we walk at night now. Let's go to Yuxu Temple to rest for half a day."

Han Sizhi also persuaded: "My lord, your body is the most important thing."

Wei Zhao thought about it and agreed, after all, his body is his own.

It was about half an hour after leaving the city to reach Baicui Peak. The few people did not rush on their way, and the sun had already set when they reached the peak.

There is a Yuxu Temple on Baicui Peak, and when Wei Zhao and the others arrived, there were already a few guests in the temple.Ting Huayin'er came to Lianzhou from a nearby county to buy salt, and now she couldn't make it to the city, so she stayed in Yuxuguan.

Wei Zhao said that he was visiting relatives from the south and was going to Yingzhou, chatted with them a few words, and got a general idea of ​​the situation in the counties near Lianzhou.

A young man said: "The price of salt in Huaizhong is relatively not very expensive. Because Huaizhong produces salt, we usually only buy a small amount to eat. But a few days ago, someone who came back from outside said Huaizhong salt We were robbed, but we didn’t take it seriously. The robbed was robbed, and the Huaizhou Salt Field did not stop producing salt. But a few days later, people who came back said that the salt that was robbed in Huaizhong was To sell to all parts of the country, not only that, I heard that there is a small amount of salt in various places, and the imperial court is going to transfer salt from Huaizhong. It is said that the salt shops in the city will be closed, and many people are rushing to buy it. They can't buy it. Here we go."

Another middle-aged man also said: "That's not true, we also heard about it. My mother-in-law urged me to come to the city in the early morning. People don't eat salt, they just lick it." You can always get over the taste, but you can’t stop eating at all.”

Someone answered and said, "That's the reason. I don't know what kind of salt is robbed by people. Isn't this a crime?"

Everyone sighed in unison, and said: "I don't know what's going on in Lianzhou City. By the way, this young master just came out of Lianzhou City. Why don't you tell us about it, so you can prepare yourself."

Wei Zhao said: "Old man, when we left the city, the price of salt was close to [-] cents a bucket. But it's hard to say, maybe when you enter the city tomorrow, the price of salt won't go up."

The old man patted his thigh and shouted: "Five hundred Wen! Oh, if I knew this, I would have come earlier."

Wei Zhao couldn't reveal too much at the moment, seeing that they looked tired, he had no choice but to comfort him and said, "The imperial court won't ignore it, and the old man wants to open it too."

The old man sighed: "Accept the auspicious words of the young master."

After talking for a while, it was already dark, Wei Zhao said goodbye to several villagers and went back to his room.

Wei Fang fetched water and waited for him to wash up. After washing, Wei Zhao lay on the bed unwilling to move.Seeing blood oozing from his trousers, Wei Fang worriedly said, "I'm afraid the young master's legs are worn out."

Wei Zhao clicked his tongue: "If you don't tell me, I still can't remember it. Whenever you mention it, my legs feel sore and itchy." As he said that, he wanted to grab it with his hands.

Wei Fang hurriedly stopped him and asked, "Is the young master on the medicine?"

Wei Zhao nodded: "Master Changsun left the medicine."

Wei Fang said: "The itchy wound is recovering. The eldest grandson's medicine is very good, but the young master has been busy on the road, and the wound wears out before the scab heals. Alas, I can have a good rest tonight. But tomorrow I have to get up early and hurry, when will the young master recover from this leg injury."

Wei Zhao sighed sadly: "My two legs have suffered a great crime. I'm afraid the skin will be rough when the wound recovers."

Wei Fang touched his face: ...is this worth being sad?Wouldn't he cry to death?