Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

"In all honesty, Emperor Hongde's aesthetics are pretty good." Song Qingyuan stood alone in the pavilion and looked around.

The location of the Fubi Pavilion is the highest place in the palace, standing in the pavilion can have a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery.

After a while, footsteps sounded behind him.Song Qingyuan frowned, sprinkled the remaining handful of fish food in his hand, wiped his hands, tried his best to give a harmless smile, and turned to look at the person who came.

The one who came was the important person at today's banquet, Mobei Wang Liandi.

"The king of Mobei is not going to cause trouble for Emperor Hongde, so what are you doing here?" Song Qingyuan thought silently.

He also counted on him to use the threat of forty thousand cavalry to win three cities in a row to make things difficult for Emperor Hongde and make Emperor Hongde depressed for a while.

I didn't expect this person to be so unreliable, he didn't cherish the great opportunity, and walked out blindly.

"Why does King Mobei have the time to come here?"

Song Qingyuan's wish was shattered, he was disturbed to see the scenery and forced to socialize.He was not in a good mood, and his tone was naturally a little cold.

"Your Highness can come, but can't this king come?" Song Qingyuan didn't even care about mentioning it, and Song Qingyuan's tone was alienated, and he sat aside with his clothes lifted.

"Of course." Song Qingyuan sat down, not caring whether the tea on the table was already cold, and poured a cup on his own.

The tea was brought into the palace by Jiang Duo, because it tasted similar to his favorite Xishan Bailu in modern times, Song Qingyuan liked it quite a lot.

He has always been a very picky person when it comes to eating and drinking.When he first traveled here, the palace didn't have the tea he wanted, so he only drank boiled water, looking rather shabby.

Therefore, no matter where Jiang Duo goes, he always carries a small bag of tea with him to prevent his highness from dying of thirst because he is too picky.

"I didn't expect this king to be so disliked by His Highness that he couldn't even drink a cup of tea." Lianti looked at Song Qingyuan with a teasing expression on his face.

"It's not that I'm rude, it's just that the tea is cold, so it's not good to entertain King Mobei."

Song Qingyuan kept his mouth shut and did not mention the fact that he "doesn't like King Mobei" in his words, and spoke in a neutral manner.

He still resisted the urge to roll his eyes at Lian Ti, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to him.

Anyway, King Mobei can be regarded as the enemy of the enemy, at least one-third of the friend.

He didn't even care about the cold attitude of the other party, he picked up the tea and asked: "Would your Highness go back to Mobei with me?"

"What!" Even the words were astonishing, Song Qingyuan couldn't even maintain his gentle and indifferent appearance, the tea he just drank almost spewed out.

After finally calming down, he looked at King Mobei with a puzzled expression.

If he remembered correctly, this was the second time they met.

And let the third prince of Yanyun, who was a proton in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, go to Mobei...Song Qingyuan was amazed by the courage of even mentioning and daring to speak.

Lian Ti didn't seem to feel how shocking what he just said, and calmly mentioned another matter, "I heard from my subordinates that you sent someone to send you the method of treating horses."

When Jiang Duo was sent to deliver the news, Song Qingyuan didn't think about concealing his identity, so it's not surprising that he even mentioned knowing.

His train of thought was subconsciously diverted by the other side, and he asked, "How about that?"

He has never practiced the method of feeding apples and calcining limestone himself, and now that the other party mentions this, he can't help being curious about the curative effect.

"It worked. But the horse recovered in a few days."

Song Qingyuan nodded, "That's good."

"One of those horses saved Wu Qina on the battlefield. After he came to Huijing this time, he was very anxious about the horses. After those horses recovered from illness, he always wanted to thank you in person. But our identities are sensitive, I thought today would be just right, he even brought a thank you gift, but I didn't expect..." Lianti looked around and chuckled, "Your Highness is hiding here."

Judging from this matter, the young master of the Zig tribe seems to be a righteous and thoughtful person.Song Qingyuan thought.

So just because I happened to heal the horse, are you inviting me to Mobei?

He still couldn't figure it out, and tentatively said, "So that's why the king of Mobei invited me to Mobei? It seems that there is no shortage of people who are good at treating horse diseases in Mobei."

"Of course not." Lian Ti took a sip of the cool tea and looked in the direction of the main hall of the imperial palace in the distance, "Emperor Hongde seems to have a bad relationship with His Highness."

Isn't this nonsense?Who would want to be friends with a proton sent by an enemy country that cannot be defeated.

But the reason for his discord with Emperor Hongde is not this, but the other party's kindness on the surface, but secretly using some unscrupulous means to find trouble, which makes him despised.

"Is Your Highness willing to be an involuntary proton in this small Hui capital?" Lian Ti continued to ask.

Song Qingyuan was not at all interested in talking about his situation with people he didn't know well.

Moreover, he didn't think that King Mobei was the kind of person who was overflowing with love, and he actively extended a helping hand when he saw that others were having a bad life.

"Don't bother Mobei King to care about it." Song Qingyuan said in a calm manner, with a polite smile on his face.

Seeing his attitude, Lian Ti smiled and said, "I don't have any malicious intentions, it's just that I don't want to see the beauty in the dust."

Song Qingyuan looked at Lian Ti, and quickly went through what King Mobei did today, and finally couldn't hold back, rolled his eyes for the first time today.

Because you can't see a beauty covered in dust, you want to take him back to Mobei?It was thanks to him that he could figure out the reason.

With his usual expression, he raised his head and drank the last sip of tea in the cup, and said slowly: "Serve people with color, and love to ride when color fades." After speaking, he stood up and walked out of Fubiting.

There was no sound behind him. Song Qingyuan guessed that it might be that King Mobei's Chinese level was not high enough to understand the meaning of this sentence.

His guess wasn't wrong, he didn't even fully understand it.

In the end, I had to remember this sentence hard, and then I went back and asked the subordinates around me to understand.Of course, the Chinese of his group of subordinates is also half-baked, not much better than his.

After leaving Fubiting, Song Qingyuan took Jiang Duo to find a more remote place, trying not to be found by anyone.

The King Mobei, who was thrown in Fubiting, leaned on the fence of the pavilion and watched quietly for a long time in the direction Song Qingyuan left.

That sentence just now was indeed his whim.After speaking, even he himself was deeply surprised.

Last winter, it was the first time Lian Ti heard Song Qingyuan's name.

Every winter is the most difficult time for them in Mobei.In previous years, before the arrival of winter, the materials were transported to the trading point through several commercial roads, and enough grain and cloth were exchanged for hoarding to prepare for the winter.

But last fall, his father was wounded in a battle that passed the throne to him and died.

Lianti's uncle, Liantuo, was dissatisfied with his new king, and led several tribes in Haijina to launch a rebellion.

A commercial road leading to Youyun was implicated by the war, and many supplies were lost on the road.

This has no effect on him, but the people who rely on transporting these materials to the Central Plains in exchange for grain and cloth for the winter may not be able to survive this winter.

Several caravans going to Yanyun lived in Yunzhou City on the border between the two countries, and only got a small amount of food in exchange.

Just when they were so worried that they didn't know what to do, they received invitations from the subordinates of the third prince of King Yan to discuss the mutual market with them.

The people sent proposed that they could provide enough food and cloth to the caravan, as long as they transported iron ore of equivalent value in exchange.

What pleased them most was that these people did not take advantage of the fire, and the price of grain and cloth proposed was very reasonable.

The steward of the caravan hastily agreed to the matter, after all, the iron ore in Mobei is not popular in the market.

There are a lot of iron ore in Mobei, but most of the mined are inferior ore.Those high-quality iron ores belonged to the royal court, and most of the mined ores were used to make weapons. The control was extremely strict, and it was absolutely impossible to sell them to the outside world.All the ores circulating in the market are inferior ores;

Although King Yan's son also had a fief, he could only collect part of the taxes on his own fief, and had no real powers such as appointing and dismissing officials, making laws, etc.

Although not very powerful.But Song Qingyuan still has the willful power to take out some of the grain in his private treasury and replace it with low-quality iron ore with more impurities.

Both parties to the transaction happily signed the agreement.

The people in the caravan sent a letter back to the tribe that afternoon, explaining the situation.

After sending people to send some ore, they exchanged for food, and made an appointment with Song Qingyuan to transport the remaining ore after the beginning of spring in the next year.

This matter was even mentioned after the Lian Tuo rebellion was suppressed, and they knew about the stockpiling of supplies from various tribes.One of the chiefs mentioned this in his report.

The people in Mobei who knew about this felt that His Royal Highness the Third Prince of Yanyun was a kind person.However, many people in the Wang court thought that he was just an idiot trying to gain fame.

Regarding Song Qingyuan's character, he didn't even mention it, no matter what the purpose was, he really helped Mobei.

But it wasn't until today when Lian mentioned that he saw Song Qingyuan that the image of the third prince Yanyun, who didn't know whether he was stupid or kind, had substance in his heart.

Maybe it's because the desolate aura around him is too special, as if there is no one or anything worthy of his nostalgia or stop.Lian Ti asked a question that surprised even himself.

In fact, the last thing he wanted to ask was:

Back then, the third highness who was willing to exchange grain for inferior ore to save many people in Mobei, how is his life these days?

But the question seemed too intimate, as if the two were long-time friends.

So before he opened his mouth, he changed his voice, and only said that he didn't want to see the beauty covered in dust, in exchange for the other party's rather speechless expression.

The author says:

Song Qingyuan's harvest in this chapter: I have seen the diversity of human species.

This chapter of Mobei King: I understand everything, and this king's blessing is here: D