The eighth year of Tianbao, the end of April.
Qiuci Town, Anxi Protectorate, the central hall of the mansion.
Zhou Jun, who was sitting on the chair, was quite surprised when he looked at the decoration in the hall.
Not only are famous calligraphy and paintings hung in the hall, but there are also jade screens and many rare swords.
All the furnishings here are completely different from those in ordinary state capitals. Perhaps they are the unique style of the Western Regions, or perhaps they are the owner's preferred hobby.
At this time, there were rapid footsteps outside the door, accompanied by a tough male voice: "Prison Zhou is here! It is really a sin for someone to miss you from afar!"
Hearing the sound before seeing anyone, Zhou Jun stood up from his chair and looked towards the door.
Gao Xianzhi, dressed in regular clothes and carrying Feng Changqing, walked quickly from the door. He smiled at Zhou Jun and said, "Gao Xianzhi has been looking forward to it for a long time. Supervisor Zhou is finally here in Kucha!"
Zhou Jun cupped his hands and said, "Everything on the Daqi Trade Road is complicated. Please forgive Gao Duhu."
Gao Xianzhi waved his hands and started talking to Zhou Jun with a smile.
Gao Xianzhi recorded in the history books was suspected of being domineering and taking power. Zhou Jun originally thought that he acted proudly and domineeringly, but after actually getting along with him, he found that his thinking was wrong.
Gao Xianzhi has the talent of a general, but he also has the style of a businessman.
He treats subordinates, especially talented subordinates, with kindness and kindness, and knows how to adopt good advice and weigh the pros and cons.
But Gao Xianzhi also had many shortcomings, one of which was greed for wealth and fame, which may be evident from the decoration of the nave.
Zhou Jun waited for Gao Xianzhi to sit down, and first nodded to Sun Aying beside him.
The latter bowed slightly and carried a heavy box with two other soldiers.
Under Gao Xianzhi's curious gaze, an ingenious and dazzling Chongluo was displayed in front of everyone's eyes.
The floral surface of the grosgrain represents the Brahma Buddhas, and the Purple Sun is woven with silver-forged gold threads. The images of the Buddhas are lifelike, as real and tangible as colorful line drawings.
This Chongluo is a new product developed by Liangzhou Workshop under the joint research of many craftsmen.
Among them, many long-lost ancient weaving techniques such as satin folding, gold drawing, and twisting were used. Looking at the entire Tang Dynasty, this is the only one that has no semicolon.
Gao Xianzhi opened his eyes wide and slowly stood up from his seat, almost tripping over his feet without realizing it.
He walked up to Zhong Luo, carefully touched the gold thread and satin on it, and opened his eyes wide in surprise.
Zhou Jun: "A little gift."
Gao Xianzhi is a knowledgeable person, so he can naturally understand what Zhou Jun means by "a small gift".
After some refusals, he finally accepted the Ten Thousand Buddhas Chongluo and solemnly thanked Zhou Jun.
Zhou Jun shook his hand and the two sat down again.
After Gao Xianzhi sat down again, Zhou Jun said: "Protector, Zhou will return to Chang'an soon."
Gao Xianzhi was stunned: "Go back to Chang'an?"
Zhou Jun nodded and said, "Yes, everything is in place on Daqi Trading Road. It's time for me to return to Chang'an to report on my work."
Gao Xianzhi frowned and exchanged glances with Feng Changqing beside him.
Seeing this, Zhou Jun asked: "What? Is there something wrong?" Gao Xianzhi thought for a while and said: "Anxi is no better than other governments in the Tang Dynasty. Government orders cannot be transmitted to the jurisdiction, and the forces are even more complex and difficult to manage. The soldiers of the Anxi Army The volume looks quite thick, but if it is divided among the various armies, there will not be much left."
Zhou Jun continued to listen without speaking.
Gao Xianzhi: "The Anxi Duhufu lacks government property and official offices, and the only farmland it can rely on has very little income due to tribal disputes and foreign invasions. Therefore, the Duhufu's life is tight every year, and most of them have to rely on Only with the help of the imperial court can we survive. Originally, Wang Zhongsi used the Commercial Tax Law to alleviate the shortage of military pay. Gao saw that it was effective and wanted to imitate it... But I am afraid that Zhou Jian also knew what happened later. "
Zhou Jun nodded after hearing this. The commercial tax law implemented by Wang Zhongsi might be a remedy to treat the serious problems of the Tang Dynasty's military system, but it touched the interests of too many people and ended up being abandoned.
Gao Xianzhi added: "At present, the Daqi trade route bypasses Gaochang, which has reduced the commercial status of Qiuci and other places. To a certain extent, it is a rewash of many forces in the Western Regions. At this juncture, Zhou Jian also If the imperial court sends new officials to take office, it may not be good for the future."
Feng Changqing on the side saw Zhou Jun was silent. He nodded to Gao Xianzhi first, and then said frankly: "Yanqi had a grudge against Gaochang because of the trade route; and because of the dispute between the two surnames of Longbai and Qiuci, he Feud. Gao Duhu means that Yan Qi can be used as a wedge between the Western Regions and become a force to control many forces. However, if Zhou Jian leaves at this time, I am afraid it will cause unnecessary changes."
After hearing these words, Zhou Jun was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked Gao Xianzhi and Feng Changqing: "Do you know how much silk and silk the court earned from the Daqi Commercial Road trade for one year?"
Gao Xianzhi and Feng Changqing looked at each other, and the former asked tentatively: "Fifty thousand strings?"
Zhou Jun shook his head...
Feng Changqing: "One hundred thousand?"
Zhou Jun: "Two million strings."
As soon as these words came out, Gao Xianzhi almost carried them away in one breath. He couldn't stop coughing and had to beat his chest with his fists to feel better.
Feng Changqing's eyes widened and he asked in a low voice: "Two million? How could there be so much?!"
Zhou Jun: "The official silk and copper goods are currently being counted and loaded into the truck. We should return to Chang'an with a certain person this time."
Gao Xianzhi still couldn't believe it for a moment and just kept shaking his head.
Feng Changqing slowly came back to his senses and said softly: "I understand why Supervisor Zhou left."
Gao Xianzhi turned around and looked at Feng Changqing: "Why?"
Feng Changqing cupped his hands and said: "Guardian, please think about it. The Daqi Trade Road has made countless profits. From the eyes of the imperial court, it is a gold mine. No matter who it is, everyone wants to get involved..."
Hearing this, Gao Xianzhi finally came to his senses, frowned and lowered his head in silence.
After a long time, Gao Xianzhi slowly raised his head and said, "I just don't know who will take over Daqi Trading Road after Supervisor Zhou leaves?"
Zhou Jun thought about it in his mind.
It is now the eighth year of Tianbao's reign, and the Right Prime Minister Li Linfu is in the holy family of Zhenglong. The people sent to take over the trade route should be his party members.
However, the other two forces in the DPRK and China are also rising rapidly at the moment, and they must also be eyeing the Daqi trade route.
When Zhou Jun thought of this, he just pretended to smile bitterly and said: "No matter who it is, the saint has his own decision, but it is not someone who can have the final say."
Gao Xianzhi sighed helplessly and nodded.
After leaving the Duhu Mansion, Zhou Jun rode on the horse brought by Sun Aying, nodded to Fei Weng who had been waiting outside the door, and finally said to Feng Changqing who was seeing him off: "Chang Qing, please stay."
Feng Changqing looked at Zhou Jun and said with emotion: "We say goodbye today. I don't know when I will see Erlang again."
Zhou Jun: "We are far away and we say goodbye. The green mountains are empty and we are in love again. When will the cup be heavy? We walked together under the moon last night. If a certain person and Chang Qing are destined to meet each other, they will meet each other naturally. There is no need to wander around."
Feng Changqing nodded slightly: "This poem...?"
Zhou Jun: "There is a down-and-out poet named Du Fu in Bachuan, Chang'an. When I have time the other day, I would like to meet him."
After saying that, Zhou Jun raised the reins and rode his horse out of the mansion.
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