I took Cordyceps with two taels of root, brewed it with warm boiled water, tilted my neck and ate it in, and carefully realized the benefits of this thing to my body, but I didn't realize anything.

The effect of this thing has been stir-fried. I heard that it also has the effect of strengthening aphrodisiacs. Anyway, Qin Hao has eaten several pounds, and Li Xin doesn't feel any difference.

"Husband, I heard that the war ahead has been victorious. General Duan has already met with General Li Yu Dafeichuan. Murong Fuyun is already in the jar and can be determined. How do you think you are frowning and depressed all day long?"

Qin Hao smiled bitterly, touched Li Xin's little hand and said, "Tuyuhun relied on nothing more than his geographical advantage. Now the front line's baggage is stable, and the morale of the soldiers is high. Duan Zhixuan gathered the Turks, Dangxiang, and Qiang people's coalition forces, plus Li Jing's 100,000 Guanzhong Prefecture soldiers. They were not at the same level as our Tang Dynasty in a dignified battle."

"Everyone outside said that this is your contribution to your husband. If the Qing Gang transported the basket to protect the supplies, the Tang army would have been in trouble in this battle. If it weren't for the salt to make money for the soldiers, I'm afraid the soldiers might not be able to be so motivated on the plateau Gobi."

Qin Hao's expression became even more bitter when he heard this. He rubbed his temples with both hands and said, "Don't raise salt to me. When he raises salt, his brain hurts. I heard that the Ministry of Civil Affairs has printed more than 5 million stones. If I can beat Dai Zhou, I have to slap them hard."

The price of victory is heavy. Seeing that the salt ignition is so easy to use, the Ministry of Civil Affairs has been giving more than 30 million stones one after another. It’s not that I don’t know that this is inappropriate. It’s really a hurry to urge the front line. If a regime in any era occurs, everything will make way for the war.

Anyway, in their eyes, salt will not be mixed for a while. If the salt output exceeds one year, it will be produced for two years. If two years are not enough, it will be produced for ten years. It will be stopped after the war is over. It is impossible for the Tang Dynasty to fight every year.

Qin Hao had long been unable to sit still and strongly demanded to meet Li Shimin. As a result, Li Shimin was still arrogant to him. He said he would not see him, and he was determined to suppress the arrogant arrogance in his bones.

Li Chengqian was already crazy. Whenever he met Li Shimin every day, the first thing he said was to shout, "You can't send salt to sensation~." Unfortunately, he said this for several months, and the civil and military officials in the court did not take it seriously. Even if he said all the words Qin Hao had said to him this time, it was considered as alarmist. Moreover, sometimes things like war can't stop. Now if he stopped sending salt to sensation, the soldiers on the front line would be the first to refuse, so the big guys could only continue with their teeth.

All hidden dangers are buried in this huge victory. They blinded people's eyes and made people unable to see the dangers around them, just like a bomb buried under countless treasures.

In this way, another month later, Murong Fuyun finally surrendered. The Xianbei, which was once prominent, also declared collapse. The soldiers on the front line were still unsatisfied and carried out the final work. After all, can't you earn salt and attract salt after the war? I heard that there is a reward for merit and practice. In addition, the imperial court was preparing to give him an earl, but he was not happy at all.

The final work is still in progress. The political system of the Tiankhan of the Tang Dynasty destined that its post-war work was much more complicated than that of war, but the crisis caused by salt was imminent.

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Wang Tiezhu is a soldier in the family, with four younger brothers and two younger sisters under him. People in the same village envy his father for having many children and having good fortune, but because of the large population of his family, he remembers that he has never eaten much since he was a child.

Later, the Tang Dynasty wanted to increase the number of soldiers in the palace, and Wang Tiezhu signed up in great interest. Although he had to go to the battlefield to become a soldiers, his family could have 20 acres of Yongye land, and he didn't have to pay imperial grain. His life at home suddenly became better. Although every time he went to war, he would hide in the house and cry, and he was a little nervous, but who told him to be the boss? The boss should take care of his younger brothers and sisters, protect them from wind and rain, and suffer a happy family. What a cost-effective deal.

Fortunately, the saint of the Tang Dynasty was wise and powerful. He had been a military soldier for seven or eight years and had never sacrificed himself. Whether it was fighting against domestic heroes or foreign races in all directions, our Tang Dynasty had never lost at all. He also relied on his strength and a little luck to not only die, but also became a small team leader. When he returned to the village, he became the leader. Every year when he was robbing water, his village had to fight under his leadership.

This time it was even more powerful. It was fighting Tuyuhun. The Xianbei Hu could not help but fight. When their Guanzhong Prefecture soldiers arrived, they had already been led by General Duan and the border troops to fight. They had been looking for people instead of fighting for more than a month. Of course, isn’t it a hidden rule to find people while looking for people?

In the past, they could only pick up some of the most valuable things in their pockets, and throw away all the rest. This time, it was different. After transporting the baggage, countless merchants actually collected spoils and exchanged them with salt. This thing is great. A thin piece of paper puts it in the pocket and does not take up space, but it can be exchanged for a stone of salt. The boss is also happy to let the young people make a fortune.

Those merchants were not afraid of meat and vegetables. It was good to be able to capture a few beautiful girls in the past. No one wanted the older Hu girl at all. This time, the merchants were not afraid of the arrival. Even the aunts in their forties rushed to collect them. I heard that it was not for preparations for Pingkangfang, but for some industrial areas in Luoyang and Yangzhou, but he couldn't understand anyway.

There are also the skins of the sheep, the iron pots at the herdsmen's houses, the silver hairpin on the women's heads, the mirrors made of brass, and even the merchants who bought pots and pans, but the prices were very low. The soldiers understood that they had to transport them back from a long distance, and they had to be transported back from a long distance. Why didn't they make any profits? Anyway, it was still a good product if they didn't sell them to them. Therefore, their cooperation was very pleasant and win-win.

Although the broken place in Tuyuhun is full of deserts and deserts, even the wind of Te Niang is uncomfortable. When I first arrived, I was dizzy and even fainted. Sometimes I searched for a day but couldn't even drink any saliva. However, the soldiers were very excited. Their team was lucky than others and earned 15 stones of salt!

Fifteen stones of salt, fifty people can divide it, and each person can divide it with several buckets of salt. This time, the family can be rich for several years. However, I heard that if you want to redeem salt, you can only go to Yangzhou or Luoyang to find the Qing Gang, and the distance is very long. Therefore, as soon as their team decided, they simply sold the salt and exchanged it for money or things. This arduous task naturally fell on Wang Tiezhu, who is the team leader.

"Ergouzi wants one meter of silk, Wang Mazi wants a big iron pot, Fatty Sun wants to exchange his portion for money to save, Liu Chuang wants to exchange two big fat pigs to nourish his father's body, and Zhao Chuangzi wants two jars of wine..."

Wang Tiezhu muttered to the market in the town. Their soldiers' teams were all fellow villagers, so naturally they would not trust him as the leader. He did not dare to be negligent for the slightest fear of remembering what anyone wanted. According to the rules, he could have a little more points as a team than others. He thought that his share would be enough for his younger brother to marry a wife. Thinking of this, Tiezhu showed a happy smile on his honest face.

It's just that imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

"What? How much can I change? A piece of silk? Only one piece of silk is given to me? Fifteen stones of salt! Believe it or not, I will chop you alive!"
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