MTL - Feng Xing-Chapter 46

Feng Sheng slept for a while, then woke up suddenly, feeling a little sick to her stomach.

She had stomach problems and was used to the discomfort, so she just lay there quietly and waited for it to pass.

Lake-colored gauze curtains were hung around Ba Bu's bed, with hazy yellow light coming in from the outside. She was the only one in a small world, and she was very peaceful.

Usually she is always too busy, or because Zhichun Zhiqiu is by her side, Feng Sheng feels as if she has not been alone for a long time. This kind of atmosphere made it rare for her to settle down, let her mind go blank, and think about nothing.

There was the sound of something falling on the ground outside, and the faint exclamation of the servant girl, Feng Sheng sat up.

Without waiting for her to ask, the curtain was lifted suddenly, and King Wei appeared in front of Feng Sheng in a suit of underwear.

"roll!"

The little maid scrambled and retreated.

"His Royal Highness King Wei..."

"Fang Fengsheng, who gave you the courage to always disobey this king? If this king likes you, it is a great honor for you. You should accept it honestly. Who gave you the courage to make you refuse? !"

Feng Sheng has seen King Wei get angry many times, but every time he gets angry the most is to speak coldly, at most smashing a tea bowl and kicking a bench or something, but this is the first time he has seen him like this, as if he has been irritated of beasts.

Besides, this situation is really embarrassing, she was wearing pajamas, and Wei Wang was also wearing pajamas, and then he came to lift her bed curtain and scold her.

"His Royal Highness, if you want to talk, see if you can let me put on some clothes..."

The following words were interrupted.

"what are you doing!"

Feng Sheng's voice changed because Wei Wang actually pulled her to his chest.

Zong Yue rubbed the flesh on her face with a big palm, and said: "That time you threw yourself into the arms of the king, and turned your back on it afterwards and said that the king was trying to take over the wife of the minister. This time you pretended to be drunk, and you praised the king and belittled her." I just want this king to retreat. Fang Fengsheng, you cunning fox, this king is not something you can tease again and again."

Feng Sheng's face was slightly stiff, and he stretched out his hand to hold him: "I've already apologized, the matter has passed, is there any need to mention it again?"

"You don't think it's necessary, but this king thinks it is."

Hot breath sprayed on her face, she shrank her neck to hide, but was pinched by him fiercely, at some point she actually went to the opponent's lap, and rubbed her earlobe with his big palm instead.

This kind of behavior was too intimate and insulting, Feng Sheng trembled all over, unable to tell whether it was fear or embarrassment. It's really like a high-ranking prince who disregards his face and tries to force her. No matter in terms of status or force, she is no match.

Her mind was spinning rapidly, trying to figure out how to solve all this.

"His Royal Highness, you don't want to force a woman who is unwilling, do you?"

"This king has given up on reasoning with you now. You said that this king is despicable and shameless to take over your minister's wife. I will do what you wish."

"No, no, no." Feng Sheng moistened his lips, and said, "His Royal Highness, King Wei, is handsome and phoenix-like, wise and powerful, how could he do such a thing as forcing a woman?"

Zong Yue looked at her sitting on his lap with cold eyes, racking his brains trying to convince him, like a rabbit that fell into a trap but didn't know it.

How could Fang Fengsheng ever do this in front of Zong Yue? He has always been eloquent, making people hate him. He came here originally annoyed, but he kept holding his breath in his heart. He didn't want to do anything to her. After all, with his pride, he didn't even bother to force a woman, but he didn't expect to scare her. The more Fang Fengsheng was afraid, the more he It's the interest.

"Now you know how to flatter me? It's too late!"

The big palm slid to the back of the neck, rubbing against it, Feng Sheng grabbed his arm with his backhand, and spoke very fast: "Wait, don't your highness think I'm igniting? Let's make a bet, shall we?"

"Bet?" Zong Yue squinted his eyes, and the arm pinching her waist suddenly grew out, rubbing against her waist.

Feng Sheng stiffened his back: "Yes, let's make a bet, if I can accomplish that, from then on, the grievances between us will be wiped out, and we must not bring it up again, and His Highness must not use this to make things difficult for me. If I fail Let it be dealt with by His Royal Highness King Wei."

"Follow me?" Zong Yue snorted softly and said, "Could it be what this king thinks?"

"As your Highness thinks. Your Highness King Wei, there are thousands of women in the world. Some are dignified and generous, some are gentle and careless, and some are charming and affectionate. But what kind of woman is just a one-night pleasure for a man. Just leave it behind, there is no challenge. Your Highness dare to gamble with me, if you succeed, you will shake hands and make peace, and if you fail, you will fall into Chenghuan."

"Fu Chenghuan? Are you willing?"

"Willingly!"

Zong Yue laughed lightly: "You are very confident? Well, I promise you."

"Your Highness must not interfere secretly."

"This king will never intervene secretly."

Feng Sheng raised his palm, Zong Yue gave her a meaningful look, and the two of them clapped their hands together as a bond.

…

Feng Sheng finally heaved a sigh of relief, and that energy was also vented.

It was only then that she realized that she was still sitting on Zong Yue's lap, and hurriedly got down from it, but Zong Yue didn't stop her.

She took off the coat from the hanger and put it on, raised her hand with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude: "His Royal Highness, I am going to rest."

"Turn your face like a book!"

However, Zong Yue did not express any objection, stood up and strode away.

After he left, the servant girl walked in from the outside trembling.

"You go to rest, I also rest." Feng Sheng said.

Since King Wei agreed, Feng Sheng didn't miss the opportunity, and proposed to leave the next day.

Zong Yue did not agree, saying that she would be let go in three days.

Zong Yue didn't say why he could only leave after three days, and Feng Sheng couldn't ask, so he could only wait patiently for another three days.

Nothing happened in these three days, and Zong Yue didn't order anyone to imprison her, so Yuanzi can go shopping anywhere. The weird thing is that Zong Yue would appear every time it was time to eat, and the two of them ate together.

Anyway, Feng Sheng has never understood this strange thing about King Wei.

Finally, when the three-day period came, Zong Yue did not lose his word, and let Feng Sheng leave, including Dao Qi and others. After leaving this garden, Feng Sheng discovered that they were in Yangzhou City.

After inquiring about Dao Qi and Hu Siniang, Feng Sheng knew that King Wei did not make things difficult for them, and stayed there with good food and drink, but he could not leave the place where he was imprisoned. Dao Qi also tried to break through and escape, but the guards were all masters, and he was no match at all.

Dao Qi is the best in martial arts among these followers, he can't beat them, let alone others.

Without time to say more, Feng Sheng hurriedly rushed to the inn where he and Gou Qing had made an appointment to meet with Gou Qing.

They were several days late for the agreed date, Gou Qing was already impatient, and was planning to leave tomorrow, but luckily someone came.

Gou Qing asked what happened, Feng Sheng observed his demeanor while explaining that something happened on the road. Gou Qing cared about her quite a bit, and asked what happened, but Feng Sheng shrugged it off.

She could see that Gou Qing was completely ignorant, so Gou Qing was no longer Wei Wang's man.

Press the button and settle down in the inn first, and the next day Gouqing took Feng Sheng to see Jin Jinfu.

As one of the top ten salt merchants in Yangzhou, the Huang family's wealth and status are naturally extraordinary. Feng Sheng thought that Gou Qing and the Huang family should be in a cooperative relationship or subordinate.

The Huang family is the master, and Gou Qing is the slave. After all, the Salt Gang relies on salt merchants for their livelihood, but it seems that Huang Jinfu is begging Gou Qing and flattering her, and even she is treated differently.

The banquet, fine wine, and theater stage all know that Gouqing's nature is different from ordinary people. Huang Jinfu did not prepare beauties, but brought out the theater troupe he raised.

Listening to Yiyi singing on the stage, drinking tea, Gou Qing sat in the big chair, beating the beat with the tune.

Huang Jinfu seemed to have something to do, and after leaving for a while, Feng Sheng questioned his attitude.

"He, he really wants something. Do you know how these salt merchants earn their money?"

Of course Feng Sheng knew that salt merchants depended on salt.

Gou Qing shook his head: "There are several types of salt, and that's why I brought you here to see him. It's ridiculous to say that salt merchants rely on official salt for compensation, but rely on private salt subsidies, but private salt Looking at the flood, in fact, there is a definite number. These amounts are incalculable in Taizhou, and the sources are incalculable. In fact, when they leave Taizhou, they are collected into several strands and left where they should flow. He wants more, naturally You have to ask me."

"No." Gou Qing turned sideways and looked at Feng Sheng meaningfully: "To be precise, I should be begging you now. Brother Feng Fu, all the extra private salt in Taizhou is in your hands now." , shouldn't I beg you?"

Feng Sheng's cheeks were slightly stiff, it was because of Gou Qing's too close posture, and also because of his words.

Could it be that Gouqing knew what she was doing secretly?

"Please? I'm cooperating with Brother Gou. Brother Gou doesn't know how capable I am? But I can't say the word beg. It's really too much."

"Brother Fengfu, don't be modest." Gou Qing stood up and sat up straight. "This is a rare and good opportunity. I'm helping Brother Fengfu. Don't say that I, a brother, won't help you."

This has been said very thoroughly, Gou Qing must have a good idea of ​​what she has done.

In fact, Feng Sheng didn't do anything shameful. He just visited some kitchen households and studied some early books, and learned that besides the method of frying salt, there is also a method of drying salt.

Compared with the decocting salt method, the sun-dried salt method saves firewood, manpower and material resources, but since the previous dynasty, the imperial court has adopted the more laborious decocted salt method in major saltworks.

Feng Sheng learned all the details, and also had a rough outline of why fried salt was popular, while sun-dried salt declined. The imperial court had very strict control over salt production. The Lianghuai used fried salt, while Fujian and other coastal areas used boiled salt. Whether it was frying or boiling, it was inseparable from utensils.

The utensils are all made of iron and are extremely heavy. For example, the saltworks in Lianghuai still use iron pans. These iron pans are divided into several equal parts, and the kitchen households are managed by armor.

All in all, in fact, it is still to prevent illegal salt, and as time goes by, people habitually think that frying is the main way to make salt. In addition, Feng Sheng also learned that although sun-dried salt can save manpower and material resources, the dried salt is bitter and cannot be eaten, and it is not as delicious as fried salt.

In order to solve this problem, she paid a lot of money to invite many elderly old kitchen households to brainstorm and set up another place for them to do experiments. Before she left Taizhou, she received a report from the people below that they had found the most suitable brine ratio. Although the salt produced by drying was not as good as the salt produced by frying, it was not inferior to the salt on the market. After all, in order to earn more money, many salt merchants inevitably add some impurities to the salt.

In other words, if this is done, she can produce more salt in large quantities regardless of waste of firewood.

This is why she dared to bet with King Wei.

As for why Gou Qing knew about it, he was a local local snake in Taizhou, so he couldn't hide some things from him.

"I didn't expect Brother Gou to be quick on the news. Before I finished this matter, I leaked the news in advance." Feng Sheng pretended to smile bitterly.

"If it didn't work out before, it doesn't mean it won't work out in the future. I believe Brother Fengfu will definitely achieve what he wants."

"If this happens, it seems that Brother Gou won't benefit." Feng Sheng used the excuse to express his doubts.

"How can there be no benefits? Brother Fengfu benefits, and I benefit."

Gou Qing suddenly got together for a long time, and said this sentence into Feng Sheng's ear, she was defenseless and could only accept it passively. The faces of the two were very close. After the initial panic, Feng Sheng looked into his eyes, trying to find out the depth of each other, but Gou Qing blinked at her.

"Okay, I won't hide it from Fengfu. Snakes have snakes, and rats have rats. The money in the world can't be earned by one person, so it's better for everyone to earn it together. You forgot that no matter what kind of salt it is, you want to ship it out of Taizhou , have to pass through my eyelids, so why should I care about its origin."