West Garden

This is a must-visit place for Zhang Bairen. He opened the Ji Canal to divert water from Xiyuan and drew water from Luoda in the river.

So Xiyuan is a place that Zhang Bairen must go.

"The Right Chief of the Shangshu, Huang Puyi, is an old fry. You kid interferes in the canal and you must fight with this old guy." Yu Juluo showed gloating: "The old bastard is an old cunning man. If you can't help it, even if you tell me, I will write a letter to the old guy, and I will still give you this face."

Zhang Bairen shook his head: "I have good intentions from the general. I just went to inspect. Lord Huangpuyi is the right minister of the Shangshu. Even if the battle is not my turn, the court is a big dye vat. I just want to make some salary to supplement the family income and get some benefits."

Yu Juluo looked at Zhang Bairen seriously: "You kid, be careful. Since ancient times, the corvee service has been the most tragic. That time, it was not covered with bones. Once it is infected with endless cause and effect, you will never turn over, and your immortal path will be cut off."

Zhang Bairen nodded: "If you have good intentions from the general, please prepare for it. After the Lantern Festival, you will go on a walk."

"Okay!" Yu Juluo nodded.

Zhang Bairen leisurely passed fifteen in Zhuo County. The Marquis of Zhuo County and Yu Juluoke began to get busy. Turkic soldiers came to the border again and were preparing to fight the enemy. They had no time to entertain Zhang Bairen.

After fifteen years, Zhang Bairen waved south toward Xiyuan under the concern of Zhang's mother and Zhang Lihua.

The opening of the canal is much crueler than Zhang Bairen imagined.

I sailed all the way into the south of the Yangtze River, and people who were rushing to Xiyuan to participate in corvee service everywhere.

"The villagers who opened the Yongji Canal are all Henan, and people are recruited from Huaibei." Zhang Bairen felt speculation in his heart as he listened to the noisy accent below.

Henan and Huaibei have big families, and there are many clans. Although Yang Guang's move aims to build the Yongji Canal and increase control over the land of Henan, he is more of a chance to weaken the power of the clans in the two places.

Only when the strength of the clan is weak can the court be as stable as Mount Tai!

If the clan becomes stronger, the dragon chair under Yang Guang's butt will probably start to shake, and it may be possible to overturn it.

The emperor has dragon energy to support him, and he is the best master in this world. As long as he gets the position of emperor, even a pig can practice as if he is riding a rocket.

The dragon energy of the emperor is a very mysterious force. There are magnetic field power, flame power, water flow power, sun power, sun power, moon and stars power, and the dragon energy of the emperor is one of them.

No one knows how the emperor's dragon energy comes from, so no one knows how to cultivate the emperor's dragon energy.

Looking at the vast and endless team of conscripts, each of them was dejected and deadly. The soldiers punched and kicked, whipped, and abused them with scars at will.

Zhang Bairen's ship is not small, it is the ship of a caravan in Zhuo County, or one of the forces under the Marquis of Zhuo County who secretly surrendered to him.

The fleet is quite large, with more than 30 ships of all sizes.

The refugees on the shore looked at the fleet and showed envy, with a little desire and expectation in their eyes.

"That fleet, stop quickly." A man who seemed to be a general was riding on a horse, following more than a thousand soldiers, standing on the shore, waving his hands.

The fleet quickly drifted to the dock, and saw the boss coming up and said humbly: "Mr. Jun, what are the instructions?"

"We are waiting for the trekking day and night, and it's very hard! When you wait for the caravan to pay taxes for the country, why not be as good as my official at this time and take out some money and grain to honor me?" The general smiled strangely, and his slightly cruel eyes seemed to be staring at a fat sheep and looked at the boss of the ship in front of him.

"General, money and food are easy to talk about. The young one will go and prepare now." The boss of the ship nodded, and a friend pushed a truck of food and brought it up with more than a dozen taels of silver.

"General, I don't respect you if you are careful," said the boss of the ship respectfully.

"Old guy, don't you joke with me! Just a little bit of stuff, what about begging for food?" The general suddenly whipped out, rolled up a whip and pulled the tray away, and whipped it to the head and face it. The boss of the boat screamed.

As soon as the whip came down, the boss of the ship was covered in blood. The guards around him were furious, their fists were clenched, and they glared at the general.

"Oh, this look of drawing a sword and hanging a crossbow, can you not want to attack the official and rebel?" The general smiled coldly.

The bandits are in the family, but sometimes there is no difference between bandits and soldiers.

"The Jun Ye has done too much. We are not without a backer. If the general continues to make things difficult, we are not afraid of trouble. We are afraid that the general will not be able to afford it. We will not be able to afford it at that time." The blood stains all over the shopkeeper's body penetrated his clothes. I have to say that the boss of this ship is indeed able to bend and stretch and has a kind heart! It is no wonder that the Marquis of Zhuojun would value him.

"Yohe, backer? Why not report your name and listen to it." The general mocked him.

Zhang Bairen in the cabin heard the movement and walked out slowly, standing on the deck, watching the boss and the soldier, with a flash of cold light in his eyes.

"We are the caravans of the Hou family in Zhuojun. Everyone is a member of the government. The flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. Please calm down." The boss of the ship was slow and calm.

Zhang Bairen shook his head when he heard this, not knowing what to say about the boss of this ship. The Marquis of Zhuojun is far away from the border, and no matter how long his hands are, he cannot reach the army. If you report the name of Yu Juluo, this general may be afraid of you and feel scruples.

"The Marquis of Zhuo County? What a great power, but unfortunately I haven't heard of it. Where is Zhuo County? Have you heard of it?" The general turned his head and looked at his subordinates.

"Hahaha, God knows that the Marquis of Zhuojun is the son of the turtle, and it emerged from that corner."

"That's right, we have countless powerful people in the Great Sui Dynasty, and the Marquis of Zhuo County have never heard of it."

"I think it's just a rice insect raised by the imperial court."

In this era of underdeveloped transportation, don’t expect southerners to know much about major cities in the north.

People in the 21st century cannot know all about domestic cities, let alone in this backward ancient times?

"Boss Boss, we are not difficult for you today. We will give you five hundred taels of silver to drink wine for your brothers." The general knocked on the whip and said slowly.

The boss of the boat looked ugly when he heard this, and his eyes were filled with anger, but he did not dare to attack when facing the unscrupulous soldiers.

"The general has a big appetite, and he is not afraid of suffocating himself to death." At this moment, Zhang Bairen spoke.

I have a good relationship with the Marquis of Zhuojun and can help you.

Although Zhang Bairen spends money like dirt on weekdays and throws millions of taels of silver at will, don’t forget that Zhang Bairen’s silver is accumulated over a thousand years of great demons in the Water Mansion. For ordinary people, 500 taels of silver is definitely a shocking number.

Not to mention the purchasing power of the Sui Dynasty, in Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions, Liu Laolao entered the Grand View Garden, and twenty taels of silver made Liu Laolao very happy, which was enough for the whole family to eat for a year. Thinking about it this way, you can tell what the price of 500 taels of silver is.

It is absolutely not enough for the whole family to eat for a year, without 10,000 or 20,000 rmb.

In the Sui Dynasty, it would be several million yuan.

The ship boss was the caravan of Zhuojun Marquis, and he received support from the entire Zhuojun. It was quite large. At this time, the general looked at the thirty fleets in the distance, and his murderous intent was leaking in his eyes, and he obviously had the intention of ignoring the black man.

"Boy, are you talking to me! You don't know the king's law at a young age, offend Shangguan, come!" said the general.

"Subordinates are here" two soldiers stood up.

"Take this kid down and kill it for me." The general's face was ferocious. The boy in front of him was dressed in luxurious clothes and had silk, and he obviously had an extraordinary status. He took the opportunity to attack, not afraid that the boss of the ship would not let go.

In fact, it is rare to meet such a large fleet. The general also felt greedy in his heart, and even thought about whether he could kill people to silence him. Anyway, in the wilderness, people would not punish him for his own sake.

"Sir, there are too many refugees and many people talk. Once the news leaks, I'm afraid that the superiors will not be able to withstand it," a captain said in a low voice.

"Then let's make a big fuss." The general looked at the shopkeeper with his eyes sarcastic. He wanted to see how the shopkeeper chose now. Is it important to be the young master with extraordinary clothes on the ship or his own money.

Seeing the general turning his finger at Zhang Bairen, the boss of the boat was stunned, his face remained silent, but his heart was filled with joy: "It's really a retribution! This time I hit Tieban, this master is your real boss, and you're crying."

People in Zhuo County have heard of Zhang Bairen's affairs, but after all, even such great skills cannot be hidden.

The Marquis of Zhuo County made friends and Yu Jiluo tried his best to win over people. How could he be a simple person?

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