Chapter 38 Fabric

The snow clears and the sun is bright, but the temperature does not rise because of this. It makes people feel pleasant. The sky here is particularly blue after the dark clouds disappear, so pure that it makes people feel awe.

The Tuyuhun mission will set off tomorrow, and today is the last day in Shanzhou.

The peace talks between the two sides have been roughly completed, and a memorial has been drafted to send to Chang'an.

Now the first small-scale vanguard troops entering the Xihai area are ready to go to the royal city with the Tuyuhun mission.

In addition to serving as the current driving team, they can also protect the safety of Fulu and others' return.

With a size of not many people, he is the vanguard of the Jiannan Army.

Zhang Wulang has obtained the military power of Xue Chongxun, the general manager of Fuqicheng, to command the 8,000 Jiannan Army. On the eve of this dispatch, Zhang Wulang, as the chief general of Jiannan Army, also sat in the prefecture garrison room and told some details.

There were a few cups of good hot tea in the signing room, and the faint warmth was lingering, which made the room feel a little more heat.

There was a big case in the north and a cork chair behind it. Usually Xue Chongxun sat there when he worked in his office; but now he did not sit on the chair, but on the kang to the east of the north. Because Fu Luai sat on the kang, Xue Chongxun accompanied him.

The weather in Longyou is colder than in Chang'an, but Xue Chongxun feels that the people here are not cold-resistant because of this. They wear thick clothes in winter and want to roast the fire when they enter the door.

Fu Lu was like this. As soon as he entered the signing room, he sat on the kang, and Xue Chongxun had to sit with them.

Murong Yan was also there, sitting next to Fu Lu, separated from Xue Chongxun by a Yàn-tailed and raised head.

There was also a case of Zhang Ji next to the cabinet where the official documents were placed at the first time. Wang Changling often sat on the bed and looked at the files of the official documents from all over the place. Now he was still in his old position. Zhang Wulang, wearing military uniform, held his helmet in his arms and sat upright on the side with his back.

Several people discussed the Tuyuhun garrison and logistics affairs here.

When the peace talks that day, Xue Chongxun was mainly bargaining, but today he rarely said anything and basically didn't speak much. He just listened to Zhang Wulang and other subordinates reporting on military and political details, and then listened to Fu Lu complaining.

Whenever someone speaks, Xue Chongxun turns his head politely, smiles calmly, and listens very seriously. In fact, he doesn't think about those miscellaneous and specific trivial matters at all...

The general direction of peace talks and cooperation has been negotiated. He will take care of other matters, and he will do whatever he likes.

What he thought... I missed a woman, Murong Yan was sitting opposite him, thinking about her in his heart.

Her moans seemed to be still in her ears, and the warmth, lingering fragrance, and heart-warming seemed to be just now.

There is also the strong numb pleasure when twitching in her body, which can make her scalp twitch and numb, which is very impressive.

How could he bear to let Murong Yan go?

Xue Chongxun couldn't forget her love and was greedy for her beauty. There was no way for men to like all kinds of beauties.

Sometimes he feels that desire is stronger than emotion.

Money, beauty, power, and vanity can defeat many people's beliefs, which is almost an instinct.

The bargaining continued. Xue Chongxun knew who was talking and could hear their voices, but he had no idea what they were talking about. He had already been distracted.

Suddenly, something touched his calf, which woke Xue Chongxun up from dementia, and soon realized that he was a foot without shoes.

He turned his head and looked at Murong Yan, and saw that she also looked at herself boldly, licking her delicate tongue gently with her red lips.

In a moment, I was sitting upright in a blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened.

I didn’t expect that the woman Murong Yan would actually play this trick in public. As expected, Xianbei women were even more enthusiastic and relaxed than Han people.

Xue Chongxun quickly glanced at the desk with an inadvertent look. The desk was placed horizontally on the kang, and there was a large kettle on the desk, so the people below could not see what was under the desk.

He felt a little relieved when he saw this.

Although the two-year military expenditure of Fuqicheng Changyuan was exempted from the payment of coins in the second year of Fuqicheng Changyuan in accordance with the agreed terms, the road to transporting food and supplies along the West Sea was bumpy and far too consuming people's and material resources.Fuqicheng needs to help prepare grain, and we pay for it with gold, silver and silk.What does Xue Lang think?

Zhang Wulang suddenly asked Xue Chongxun.

Xue Chongxun was all focused on the little foot under the desk, and he didn't know what they were talking about. When asked, a confused expression immediately appeared on his face.

But he was anxious and nodded immediately and said seriously: Very good, what Goro said is extremely true, I have no objection.

At this moment, Xue Chongxun's eyes were so innocent.Murong Yan was not careful and burst out laughing. The room was immediately embarrassed and confused, and everyone looked at her.

Murong Yan's face turned red suddenly, and she opened her mouth to find an excuse, but she could not think of a reasonable excuse for a moment, so she hurriedly sat upright, with a solemn look on her back.

Everyone's topic was interrupted by such a small matter, but when she saw her appearance, she didn't pay much attention and began to talk about the serious matter for a moment.

Murong Yan no longer dared to stare at Xue Chongxun, but occasionally she would look at him with a look of indifferentness and glance at him in a shocking way.

Although Xue Chongxun was distracted, he was much more calm than Murong Yan, and he did not show any abnormality throughout the morning.He was just a little sad and a little reluctant to leave Murong Yan.

A ray of sunlight leaking from the wood-carved windows was very gentle and beautiful, making Xue Chongxun's mood softer.

The light was so clear that you could even see the fine dust inside it dancing quickly and slightly, and the little thing seemed to have life.

He found himself a conflicted person, and the two things in his heart made him often feel as if he was standing at a crossroads.

If it was Liu Bang in history, his style was very stable, he would do whatever he could benefit, and he would do it almost completely ruthless and stress-free; if it was Li Yu, he would do it no matter how fun he was, and he would do it completely ignorant and disregard the national political strategy.

Liu Bang was successful and Li Yu was enjoyed.But Xue Chongxun is a contradictory person. What can he get when he wanders between the two?Or both?

Xue Chongxun never spoke... Perhaps even if he chose the beauty and started a war with Tuyuhun, it only affected part of the rough, but isn't the entire layout composed of such links?

There is still a long way to go from promoting the expansion of the scale of the athlete recruitment system and slowly waiting for the expansion of the power of the Jiedu governor.

It is very difficult for him to follow this path, and the possibility of success is really low, but what choice is there?Otherwise, Wu Sansi's end would be his end.

...I finally understand that when a person wants to get it, he will lose it.A person who is determined to succeed will easily give up a lot of things.

But Xue Chongxun is not a person who can let go of everything.He cannot defeat himself, and his biggest enemy is himself.

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The business in the signing room was finally finished, and everyone stood up to pay their respects.

When Fu Lu and Murong Yan first walked to the door, Murong Yan suddenly turned around and asked: By the way, Duke Wei is familiar with Shanzhou. Do you know where to sell silk fabrics in Shanzhou?I'm leaving tomorrow, I want to bring something back.

Xue Chongxun is actually not familiar with this city, a bureaucrat who goes out to ride a car and someone rides a horse.

But he remembered that Cheng Ting once mentioned a silk and satin farm called Yangzhou Weaving.

So he casually said: I heard that Yangzhou weaving is good.

Murong Yan smiled sweetly, with a deep smile. It sounds like it should be OK. It was shipped from Yangzhou?It's a faraway place and it's hard to buy.

Xue Chongxun blurted out: Some people can’t buy things even if they have money.

Murong Yan nodded calmly, turned around and left calmly.

Xue Chongxun walked a few steps from the kang and sat back on the pear blossom wood chair he often sat on.

Wang Changling also put away the paper paper on the table, folded it together, gently pested it on the table surface, put it aside neatly, and prepared for dinner.

After waiting for a while, the servants brought the public meal in the yamen. The dishes were very simple, two dishes and a coarse bowl of soup, which was a public lunch specification customized according to the law.

In the Han Empire, although there were all kinds of corruption and wealth, the concept was Confucianism's benevolent government and love the people. It was based on your salary and salary and wealth, and it was impossible to waste it too much on the surface.

Fortunately, Xue Chongxun could go back to eat what Cheng Ting made in the evening. Wang Changling had no family in Shanzhou and had always eaten this kind of public meal.

At this time, Xue Chongxun suddenly felt a little sympathetic to him and smiled and said: Our yamen has some official prostitutes, but they are not idle on weekdays. Young master goes to relax for nothing, don’t be so tense.

Wang Changling slowly put down his chopsticks and clasped his fists and said: "My lord has a good intention, but when his father and brother are there, he told me: You should strengthen your foundation and cultivate your pride, otherwise it will be the fault of your father and brother."I dare not forget the teachings of my father and brother.

After hearing this, Xue Chongxun thought to himself, it’s right, he is still growing up and he will be able to play with more women in the future.He smiled and said: Don’t put your chopsticks politely, eat, and then talk about it after you eat.

Xue Chongxun ate two bowls of rice, then picked up the spoon from the thick bowl, scooped two spoons of soup into the rice bowl, rinsed it with chopsticks, and let the rice grains mix into the soup, then raised his head and drank it into his mouth in one breath. When he swallowed the last bite, he let the soup wrap a piece in his mouth, and the food residue in his mouth disappeared before he swallowed it.

Wang Changling seemed to be very interested in the details of Xue Chongxun's life, and would take a few glances every time he had a meal with Xue Chongxun.

Now Wang Changling has also learned it, but instead of drinking soup, he poured tea into a bowl and changed it slightly.

Maybe he thinks that this will not waste food.

After the servant packed up the dishes, he brought the tea, and two plates of refreshments were placed on Xue Chongxun's table and Wang Changling's big case.

While lifting the lid of the cup, Xue Chongxun began to think about Murong Yan’s smile and her words just now.Where to have the silk shop?

At this time, Wang Changling stood up and said: I'll walk around, rest for a while before coming to work.

Xue Chongxun nodded, raised his head and made a random move, continuing to think about Murong Yan.