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Chapter 272: Solving the Talisman of Life and Death

Seeing Murong Fu going straight in, Jiumozhi felt embarrassed.

Seeing Jiumozhi's hesitant look combined with his previous look of being submissive to Child Elder, it's not hard to guess what happened.

Since the other party didn't say anything, Murong Fu didn't point it out either.

Jiumozhi said: "The martial arts of Mr. Murong's two masters and uncles are truly astonishing, which opened my eyes to this young monk."

Murong Fu smiled and said: "My two masters and uncles and I have just met each other for the first time. When my master was here, it was a big headache for Murong Fu to mention the two of them. It is a luck to be able to make them stop this time."

Jiumozhi most likely fell into Tong Lao's life and death talisman and suffered a lot to be so obedient. He also saw that he and Tong Lao were from the same school, so he came to find relief from this misfortune.

Don't say you don't know how, even if you know how, you wouldn't be so kind as to help Jiumozhi get rid of this trouble.

He had not forgotten how much suffering the great monk in front of him had caused him.

When Jiumozhi heard this, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but then he realized that the other party was lowering his expectations and asking for an exorbitant price. He cursed Murong Fu in his heart for being treacherous and cunning, and said seriously: "Mr. Murong is too modest.

.According to the young master's martial arts, it is only a matter of time before these two people will obey the young master. By then, Gusu Murong will definitely become famous in the martial arts world of the Central Plains."

Murong Fu cursed: Don't wear this high hat on me.

Seeing Jiumozhi talking about it and not talking about business for a long time, Murong Fu simply pushed him: "Master came here late at night, maybe just to talk about martial arts with Murong Fu?"

Jiumozhi smiled awkwardly: "To be honest, this young monk does have something to ask of the young master tonight. I wonder if the young master has dabbled in the hidden weapons and poisons of your sect?"

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Master, you want to tell me about the Talisman of Life and Death, right? This is indeed my uncle's specialty, but I don't know how Master knew about it?"

How do I know? I’ve been hit a few times myself, how do I know!

Jiumozhi had no temper at all towards Murong Fu, who was pretending to be stupid. He knew that the other party was preparing to ask for a high price, but he could only continue the negotiation.

Jiumozhi showed a bitter look on his face: "To be honest with you, Mr. Murong, this poor monk offended a noble sect not long ago and was planted with a few life and death talismans. During this time, it was really... hard to survive.

I can't wish for death. I hope that the young master will show great mercy and relieve the suffering of the poor monk, and he will definitely be rewarded in the future."

When he thought of the feeling that was like thousands of ants crawling deep in his bones, Jiumozhi felt a chill rising upwards. He just wanted to be able to get rid of this misfortune, and he didn't care about fame or wealth.

"Master is joking. Murong Fu is still young and doesn't know much about the affairs of our sect. How can he be able to remove my uncle's unique secret method of life and death? Since the master has offended my uncle, I just begged her. She

The old man is kind-hearted and should be able to save you from this misfortune."

Murong Fu laughed.

In his eyes, Jiumozhi now is like a golden pig head, and he would be sorry for himself if he didn't kill him with a knife.

How could Jiumozhi not understand the meaning of Murong Fu's words: This is because he thinks that he only makes thunder but does not rain.

So Jiumozhi gritted his teeth and said, "If you, Master, can help this poor monk get out of this situation, I will definitely serve as a guardian to the Lord of Tubo as the Tubo State Counselor, and the high-ranking officials will be generous and generous, and the Master will use it!"

Murong Fu said seriously: "Master is joking. As a Song Dynasty, how can Murong Fu be an official in Tubo? Don't mention this again!"

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Just kidding, I thought I was a three-year-old child, giving verbal checks one after another. Not to mention how much real power can an official who needs to be recommended by others have?

Seeing that Murong Fu didn't speak, Jiumozhi smiled helplessly and finally said: "If you can save the poor monk from this misfortune, from today onwards, Tubo will send you 500 fine horses and 1,000 yaks every year."

"Ten thousand stones of highland barley, I wonder what the young master wants?"

Murong Fu's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly concealed it: "Master is joking. It's not because Murong Fu doesn't want to help, but he is really lacking in talent and knowledge and is powerless!"

Jiumozhi gritted his teeth and said, "One thousand horses, two thousand yaks, and twenty thousand stones of highland barley!"

"Master, it's not that I don't help, it's really..."

"One thousand horses, three thousand yaks, twenty thousand stones of highland barley, plus one thousand taels of gold! This is the limit. If you add more, the poor monk would rather kill himself!"

Jiumozhi's heart was bleeding.

"Oh, Master, you are serious. I am a kind-hearted person, and I hate the suffering of others. Oh, Master, don't look at me with that look!"

The Song Dynasty was short of horses, which had been the case since the founding of the People's Republic of China. There were no horse farms, the horse administration was ineffective, and many factors combined, resulting in the Song Dynasty never being able to raise a decent cavalry team. When the famous general Di Qingnan in the early Song Dynasty conquered Nong Zhigao, he almost

Among the tens of thousands of troops, there were only five hundred cavalry.

The scarcity of horses caused the price of horses to rise in the Song Dynasty. The price of even a common bad horse in the market was more than 50 guan, which was equal to the income of a middle-class family in two years.

What's more, Tubo occupies a high mountain terrain with crisscrossing mountains and valleys. There are many horse farms and has produced excellent horses since ancient times. When Li and Tang Dynasties were weak in the past, the Tubo cavalry caused many losses to the Tang army.

What's more, most of the horse politics and trade were monopolized by the Song Dynasty officials, so it was not easy to get involved.

Seeing Jiumozhi's expression of pain, Murong Fu stopped stimulating the other person's nerves: "Master has good intentions, Murong Fu can't be too ignorant. In this case, every year from now on, the Murong family in Sichuan and Sichuan will pay half of the official salt

How about providing three thousand rock salt to Tubo at a price of 3,000 yuan?”

When Jiumozhi heard this, his face instantly brightened: "Young Master, are you serious about what you said?"

"a man of his words!"

Jiumozhi was overjoyed: If such a batch of salt can be purchased at a low price, it will definitely be a good thing for Tibet.

There are many salt wells in Sichuan and Sichuan, and Chengdu, a Shu county, is even famous for its salt wells. In the past, when Zhuge Liang, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, was governing Shu, he vigorously dug salt wells to stabilize the price of salt. The people in Shu relied on its salt, which is still praised today.

Nowadays, the various businesses of the Murong family include the business of transporting private salt from Sichuan to Dali and Tubo, making huge profits every year.

At least half of the large and small salt lords in Shu secretly took over the black flag of the Murong family. Including the Qingcheng sect, which was defeated by Murong Fu before. On the surface, it is the largest sect in Shu, but in fact it is a group of private salt dealers.

Half of the official salt seems to be a huge profit, but in fact there is still a lot of profit.

The reason why the price of official salt is so high is, to put it bluntly, because there are too many taxes, which is a way for the government to scrape the land. The Song Dynasty has always been famous for its bloated bureaucracy. In order to feed such a group of people who had nothing to do, the salt tax was even more heavy.

Needless to say.

"Young master is very cheerful. In this case, if you have any needs in the future, I will do my best to help you!"

Jiumozhi promised.


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