The return of the royal postmen made the West Mountain lively again. Unlike the last time, this time, the casualties of the postmen were much smaller, which was enough to be called a great victory.

But the only drawback is that Comrade Xiao Zhu did not welcome the postman who returned victoriously. Although he awarded medals to those who made meritorious deeds later, he was a little perfunctory.

Even Li Fan's request to build a shipyard in Tianjin Wei to build a sea ship for shipping, he agreed perfunctorily and hurried back to the capital without arranging specific matters.

Comrade Xiao Zhu's attitude made Li Fan a little confused. Why did he suddenly become indifferent to the royal postmen?

Although Li Fan was a little puzzled, the big and small things of Xishan still had to be dealt with. During the period when he left, there was a lot of backlog of things, which Li Fan had to decide in person before it could be done.

"Sir! The blacksmith's workshop requires two thousand seven hundred taels of silver to test-made artillery. Do you think it's a bit too much?

In addition, the spinning machine has been successfully built and the cotton cloth in the warehouse can no longer be installed. Should we lower the price?

Also, the glass you ordered has been burned out, but the color is green, and it does not meet the crystal requirements. The craftsmen in the workshop ask you to give me personal advice.

…”

In the study, Li Fan looked through the notes in his hand, nodding from time to time, indicating that he knew. After Ma Guang finished speaking in one breath, he spoke: "Tell the Blacksmith's workshop that the silver for the trial artillery will be doubled. As long as it can meet my requirements, there will be an additional 1,000 taels of silver reward.

The price of cotton cloth should not be reduced, otherwise how can those people who make a living by weaving cloth live? Build more warehouses, and you should be afraid of too much cotton cloth, and I have my own sales.

In addition, the color of the glass turns green, and it contains iron in the quartz mine. Let them choose another mine. The mine in Shandong is good and you can send someone to buy it.

…”

Huh! Li Fan breathed a sigh of relief and finally finished the treatment. Xishan is not big, but the population is comparable to that of the county town. There are so many things. If Ma Guang hadn't handled it, he would have to deal with it all, and he would have to be exhausted.

He raised his head and thought about things, his eyes involuntarily narrowed his eyes, and a pair of slightly cool hands appeared on Li Fan's head and massaged gently.

Without opening your eyes and smelling the familiar fragrance at the tip of your nose, Li Fan knew that it was his fiancée Zhou Xiu'e.

Li Fan stretched out his hand to touch the small Souyi, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Li! Don't be too busy. Just come back and have more rest. This is the medicinal recipe I asked Mr. Li for. Can you try it?"

When Li Fan touched his little hand, Zhou Xiu'e's face was so blushed that she was about to drip. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something. She took out the rice porridge with the aroma of medicine from the food box next to her, scooped up a spoonful and blew it on her lips, and handed it to Li Fan's mouth.

The mouth is slightly bitter, but it tastes carefully but is a little sweet. I couldn't help but move my index finger and drink all the medicinal porridge in one breath.

Just as Li Fan wanted to further discuss life with his fiancée, the discordant voice of Sande was heard outside the door.

"Li Fan! Li Fan! You know why Your Majesty didn't come... Well! You continue... and the family is waiting outside!"

Looking at the slim figure who escaped like a deer, Li Fan wanted to catch Sande and beat her up. He said angrily: "Sande! What did you find out? You can't talk about it tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow says? I'm afraid we'll have to go fishing and retirement in Qiongzhou!

I tell you, the man in the palace is not sure how he treats Xishan..."

Listening to Sande's words, Li Fan's face gradually became cold. He did not expect that what he said to Comrade Xiao Zhu would actually be passed into the palace.

Yes! A soldier who doesn’t want to be a general is not a good soldier!

Which woman in the palace doesn’t want to ascend to the position of the mother’s etiquette? What a glory it would be for the child she gave birth to becomes the Supreme Lord of the Nine Five? No wonder she has a lot of resentment towards herself.

But that woman could not succeed at all. Neither the civil and military officials nor the empress dowagers of the two palaces would allow it. If a precedent was set, no matter how safe the harem of the Ming Dynasty would be.

I just entered the palace and wanted to attack myself before I became a concubine. Do I really think that I am a sheep at the slaughter of others?

After thinking about it, Li Fan walked back to the desk, picked up a handwritten copy and handed it to Sandedao: "I know you have a way to hand this book to the queen, tell her to memorize it, and then tell it to Your Majesty every day, so that she will get what she wants!"

Sande took the book skeptically and whispered the name on the cover: "One Thousand and One Nights?"

...

As an important border pass of the Ming Dynasty, Xifengkou blocked the attacks of the northern Tatars time and time again. The border armies were elite and showed strength in their bones.

A caravan had rugged mountain roads and approached the pass. Before they could get close, more than a dozen soldiers came up.

The only carriage in the caravan walked in front and stopped immediately when he saw the soldiers coming towards him.

A middle-aged man walked out of the car and clasped his fists at the soldier and said, "Mr. Liu Jun! You are on duty again, can General Xu be safe?"

While speaking, the middle-aged man stuffed the small cloth bag into the sergeant's hand without a trace.

The smile suddenly appeared on Chief Liu's face. Without looking at it, he knew that he could have fun at least twenty taels of silver for the watery little widow's house.

He smiled and said, "You are polite! You are going to the frontier again to do business with the Tartars?"

Manager Fan is so generous, much better than some people!

Brothers, give way and let Shopkeeper Fan pass!"

He didn't talk much, but Fan Kuan browed straight. "Some people?" Could there be other people going out to do business?

In order to control this trade route, the Fan family spent a lot of money. They bribed the border guards and managed the soldiers at the pass, and all of them were a lot of money.

Now that someone is competing with them for business, how can he not be angry?

Fan Kuan, who was extremely cunning, suppressed the anger in his heart and said inadvertently: "In addition to our Fan family, are there anyone who dares to go out to the frontier to do business with the Tartars?"

"Yes! Those people are so awesome, they are all arrogant and look so angry!

What other royal postmen are there? Bah! I don’t even understand the minimum rules. If it weren’t for their clearance documents, I would have to detain them all!”

Listening to Liu Wuchang's complaint, Fan Kuan was shocked. Royal postmen? Do they still dare to go deep into the grassland?

Fan Kuan brought the caravan into the grassland with a deep doubt. There was always a lingering haze in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

Not long after walking, I met a small tribe. Fan Kuan walked over with the caravan. As expected, they were warmly treated.

"No..., no..., what you sell is too expensive, a piece of cotton cloth costs ten sheep?

...We will not sell sheep anymore, how about we need to change it with dry milk?"

The following transaction almost made Fan Kuan so angry. The cattle and sheep that could be exchanged for with very few things were regarded as treasures by the herdsmen.
Chapter completed!