Chapter 2 Selling Contraband Salt
Jinluan Palace.

Looking at the ambitions expressed by Chen Huaixin in the Mirror of Heaven.

Ji Qingluo, who was sitting on the dragon throne, frowned slightly.

The ministers even started shouting and cursing.

"The streets are trampled with bones of nobles? The inner treasury is burned to ashes?"

"It's so presumptuous!"

"This kid is so brave!"

"Your Majesty! I beg your Majesty! Lead the troops to kill Chen Huaixin immediately!"

"Those who may rebel in the future must not be allowed to stay!"

"..."

The hall became noisy.

They are all educated people, so they naturally know what Chen Huaixin's poems mean!
The eldest princess, Ji Changning, immediately looked at her fifth sister, Ji Changqing.

Chen Huaixin chose to be a rebel in the future. His sister must be very disappointed, right?
"The fragrance of incense permeates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor?"

"Chen Huaixin's poems are still the same, straightforward yet full of meaning!"

"Even though he was targeted like this and was forced to leave Chang'an, he was still able to leave behind such amazing poems!"

"As expected of Chen Huaixin, the master of both poetry and lyrics!"

Ji Changqing repeatedly evaluated the poems that appeared in the Jiantian Mirror, and his eyes were shining!

See this scene.

Not to mention Ji Changning.

Even the other princesses couldn't stand it anymore.

The second princess Ji Changling gently tapped her fifth sister and told her not to speak so loudly, otherwise she would be blamed by her aunt!

"what!"

Ji Changqing reacted.

She looked at Ji Qingluo who was sitting on the dragon throne, and Ji Qingluo was also looking at her, which made her cheeks suddenly turn a shy blush.

"Sorry, aunt, I didn't mean to..."

"It's alright. This is the future after all, not something that has already happened. It's a good opportunity for you to see how a talented man who passed the imperial examination at the age of sixteen was forced to rebel!"

Ji Qingluo's gaze swept over the ministers in the court.

Suddenly.

The ministers who were still shouting and cursing suddenly became quiet, like ducks with their necks strangled.

They looked at Ji Qingluo secretly.

But Ji Qingluo's expression was extremely ugly!

"Because he refused to go along with the corrupt, he failed to pass the imperial examinations at all!"

"He is obviously full of talent, and he obtained the title of Juren at the age of sixteen. He became famous in Chang'an within three years. However, because he has no family background, even the playboys can laugh at him!"

"The future disaster of my country will not be caused by you gentlemen present here, right?"

"Forcing the good people to rebel will lead to future disasters?!"

Ji Qingluo's voice at this moment was colder than ever!
The ministers who had just stood up knelt down again, put their heads on the ground, and hurriedly claimed that this was not the case.

Ji Qingluo ignored them.

She looked at the minister who had proposed to kill Chen Huaixin and said, "Minister Qian, you clearly know that the people whose futures are predicted by the Jiantian Mirror will be protected by the country's destiny within a year, and anyone who wants to take action against them will be backfired by the country's destiny. But you still proposed this. What are you thinking?"

"Your Majesty, spare your life! Your Majesty, spare your life!"

"I was just anxious for the moment."

"That's why I speak without thinking!"

"It wasn't intentional!"

Minister Qian knocked his head hard on the floor.

especially.

In hearing.

When the guards around the hall drew their swords from their waists.

He knocked even harder.

soon.

He became the second Marquis of Changtian County and fainted on the spot.

"Humph!"

"Imprison him in the Dali Temple."

Ji Qingluo did not show mercy just because Minister Qian was unconscious.

She remembered that a censor had once remonstrated with Minister Qian about corruption, and that they could then directly search his house for evidence!
Then, she looked at the kneeling ministers again and said, "Stand up. I am looking forward to seeing how many more ministers there will be in this hall after I have deduced Chen Huaixin's future. Please don't let me down!"

She asked all the ministers to stand up, not because she was soft-hearted, but because she wanted them to see with their own eyes what Chen Huaixin, who was forced to rebel, did in the future, and what role they played in it!
Ji Qingluo ignored the ministers' faces which were becoming even uglier.

She guides the destiny of the country.

Let Chen Huaixin’s future appear on the Jiantian Mirror again!

【Chen Huaixin left Chang'an City.】

【On this journey. 】

[He saw the deserted and silent villages after the flood and locusts. He saw the bones scattered all over the ground like hell on earth after the plague. He saw the skinny refugees lying on the roadside, silently waiting to die.]

[He also saw the rich and powerful taking their maids and guards out for a walk in the wild. He also saw the men in luxurious clothes treating refugees as wild beasts to practice archery. He also saw the masters of the rich families laughing as they fed wine and meat to dogs, but were unwilling to give alms to the bones of the starving people on the roadside.]

[The prosperous world of the nobles and the wilderness of bones of the common people are so perfectly integrated at this moment! ]

He was no longer angry.

[When he passed by a city, he sold his unpublished poems and valuable items for a very good price, and then used the money to buy food. Taking advantage of the drought in Guandong, he stopped and gathered some refugees in Yuanju County. Some villagers in nearby villages heard that they could get enough food here, so they came to ask if they could join. Chen Huaixin naturally accepted everyone who came. ]

【soon.】

[He now has two hundred men under his command! ]

[He used the military knowledge in his mind to make simple weapons and let them train every day. As time passed, although they were not as good as regular troops for the time being, they were not comparable to ordinary gangs.]

【certainly. 】

[This cannot be sustained for long.]

[Because the food supply will soon run out.]

【At this time. 】

[He approached the Salt Gang and proposed the idea of ​​cooperation.]

[“I can make your salt better, better than what the nobles in the palace eat.”]

[“As for those seemingly useless poisonous salt mines, I can also make them edible.”]

【"but."】

[“I want a 70% share of the profits!”]

【Chen Huaixin was straightforward.】

[The leader of the Salt Gang wanted to laugh out loud, but when he saw the extraordinary militia behind him, and even saw that some of the militia were holding crossbows in their hands, he quickly swallowed his words and opened the paper that Chen Huaixin had placed on the table.]

[Seeing the snow-white salt on the paper, the salt gang leader's eyes widened. ]

[“Is this made from those useless poisonous salt mines?”]

[“This is made of that useless poisonous salt mine!”]

[“Little brother, you have so many people, you can make such fine salt, and you have the courage to sell private salt, why do you want to cooperate with my Salt Gang?”]

[“You have a complete shipping channel and can sell out faster.”]

[“You only want 30% of the profit?”]

[“No! 70% is mine, and 30% is yours!”]

【“…”】

[“If you don’t want to cooperate, I won’t force you. There are still many private salt dealers near Yuanju County!”]

[“Our Salt Gang agrees to this cooperation!”]

[The leader of the Salt Gang did not hesitate any longer.]

[This 30% profit may not seem like much, but this fine salt is made from useless poisonous salt mines. All they need to pay for is the shipping channel, and Chen Huaixin is responsible for everything else.]

【Such a good thing.】

[It is impossible for the Salt Gang leader to disagree! ]

【certainly. 】

【Mainly behind Chen Huaixin. 】

[There is a militia that looks very unusual. 】

[Otherwise, he should have the final say on how this deal should be done! ]

[After Chen Huaixin resolved the food crisis, he did not rush to expand the militia immediately, but gathered them together one night.]

【In the firelight.】

[Looking at those militiamen who were still thin but no longer skinny, Chen Huaixin stood at the front and spoke with great appeal.]

“You know.”

[“In Chang’an.”]

[“How much does a steamed bun cost?”]

(End of this chapter)

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