It seems that there must be something wrong with Jie Chi. If it weren't for threatening his wallet, I think this Song Huizong wouldn't have been so concerned.

"Hedong has a severe drought," Zhao Ji sighed: "No salt is produced at all. Salt is needed to provide the court with tens of millions of silos every year. Now...ah!"

Tens of millions of yuan? Wen Fei was shocked. He didn't expect that such a small salt pond would make so much money? This was just collected. According to Wen Fei's understanding of staying in the Northern Song Dynasty for so long, the officials in the Northern Song Dynasty were almost no different from those bureaucrats in later generations. They were all figures who flies by and had to pick up some meat.

I don’t know how many people divided the fatty meat such as the salt pond, just like the last time I copied the homes of those grain merchants, I copied three million pounds of money, and finally I didn’t even have one million to Zhao Ji. The rest were all divided by Wen Fei, Cai Jing and Liang Shicheng.

Jie Chi submitted tens of millions of guan to Zhao Ji a year, so it can be said that the annual output of this place will not be less than three or five times.

I always knew that selling salt in ancient times was the most profitable, but I never thought that I would make money like this. For a moment, Wen Fei almost became jealous.

The salt production and sales area is divided, that is, the salt produced in a certain place can only be sold in the production and sales area, and those who cross the border are considered illegal (except for the government licensee). Different laws are implemented in different production and sales areas, and in the same production and sales area, they are sometimes subdivided into different areas due to the different salt laws. In particular, the salt removal production accounts for the largest proportion, which once reached more than 20% of the country.

No wonder Song Huizong, who rarely cared about the serious business, would come to Wen Fei specifically to solve the problem. Even so, this uncontrollable emperor would have gone out of tune. If Liang Shicheng hadn't reminded him, he might have forgotten that he would have gone out of the blue sky.

What does the drought in Hedong have to do with me? Wen Fei disagreed. Then he felt a little surprised. Shouldn’t he let Ben Shang’s father go to pray for the rain? Thinking of this, his face turned a little green.

A thousand years later, although the technology was developed, I dare not say that the forecast of meteorological conditions was 100% accurate. Interfering with weather, at most, artificial rainfall, and this was done with rain and clouds in the sky. In ancient times, rainfall. What a joke, Wen Fei had this ability? Perhaps... Chen Niwan and Lin Lingsu and others had this ability.

A master of Taoism who practices thunder can use his own energy to entice the energy of heaven and earth. However, this kind of thing is similar to artificial rainfall, and it must be achieved with meteorological conditions. Otherwise, no matter how high the Taoism is, it will not gather dark clouds and rainwater.

Zhao Ji said strangely: "Don't Shang's father know the origin of Jie Chi?"

Wen Fei was even more surprised. Does Zhao Ji think I should know the origin of Jiechi? Should I explain to him what crust movement is and water evaporation?

Liang Shicheng laughed and interrupted, saying, "Does Shangfu still remember the battle between Huangdi and Chiyou in ancient times? Ancient books record: Huangdi killed Chiyou in Zhongji, and Chiyou dismembered her body and head. Moreover, the blood turned into a turmeric, which was also the salt pond in Jiezhou. Because Chiyou's corpse was disintegrated, it was changed to Jie, and the Lu pool was called Jiechi."

Wen Fei said oh, this kind of legend is quite nonsense. Although Wen Fei is a believer, he definitely doesn't believe this kind of legend. Don't move, let's see what else Liang Shicheng wants to say?

Liang Shicheng sighed and said, "I didn't expect that Chiyou is now in trouble. From the previous year to the present, the rain has not yet fallen, and the salt pond is almost dry now!"

Zhao Ji also said: "The Salt Envoy has invited many monks to do the tricks and pray for rain. Shangfu also knew that those monks were useless. They had been doing rituals for so long, and they didn't ask for rain at all."

Liang Shicheng smiled and said, "Father Shang, you are powerful and powerful, and this matter can only be dependent on you!"

Hearing the monarch and ministers singing together, Wen Fei suddenly felt bitter. Who told him to be Shangfu, the national teacher, and the leader? Such a thing is really hard to refuse.

So Wen Fei had to agree first, and when he returned home, he discussed it with Lin Lingsu and others. Yesterday, Grandma Hu made a big fuss in Shang's father's mansion. Wen Fei did not dare to make a statement as Lin Lingsu said. Otherwise, he would have been beaten by the monster again and again, and his face would not look good! Fortunately, the entire National Master's Mansion was brought into the spiritual world at that time, and even passers-by who were close at hand would not notice the strangeness of Shang's mansion.

When Wen Fei returned to the mansion, before he saw Lin Lingsu, Wang Wenqing and the other three, he saw Bai Yuchan bringing tea with a frown. When he saw Wen Fei coming back, he was very happy and threw the tea and greeted him. While winking at Wen Fei, he said, "Uncle Master, what happened to you when you went to the palace just now?"

Wen Fei was not in the mood to ask Bai Yuchan what he was playing. He nodded heavily, but did not speak, just asked, "Where are your master and the other three?"

Bai Yuchan said with a slight tongue: "The Uncle Wang who just came here is really amazing! Just summoning a divine general at will, it is much more powerful than General Li! And there are six such powerful divine generals!"

Wen Fei felt a little moved when he heard this. You must know that General Li was a guardian general who had been with Wen Fei for a long time. Over the past few days, the Shenxiao Sect has made a fortune by consecrating this statue and putting it into the Taoist temple to enjoy the popularity. These days, they should have been much more powerful, but they did not expect that they were not the opponent of the divine general under Wang Wenqing.

"Where are the three of them?" Wen Fei asked again.

"In the Lei Mansion Palace!" Bai Yuchan said diligently: "Uncle Master, I'll take you there!"

The so-called Leifu Hall is a hall dedicated to the thirty-six thunder generals opened in Shangfu's mansion. Wen Fei had already invited Zhao Ji and enthroned thirty-six gods in the name of the court. Now, in the eyes of those who have Taoist practice, they can see that the statues of the thirty-six thunder generals, which are consecrated by secret techniques and blessed by the imperial fortune, all have the light of swallowing and spitting.

Lin Lingsu, Chen Niwan, and Wang Wenqing were all standing there again. Wang Wenqing's body was fast and slow, and he was floating around, but he was walking again. Wen Fei was about to speak, but he saw Lin Lingsu wave his hand at him, and Wen Fei stopped and stood and looked.

Suddenly, Wang Wenqing shouted loudly: "Scream!" He pointed his sword at the roof, and saw that for a moment, the entire black tiled roof seemed to become transparent, and he could directly see the deep sky.

Several big stars were shaking in the sky, but they were in the shape of the handle of the bucket. Wen Fei suddenly realized that this was the Tiangang step method that Lin Lingsu often mentioned? It was rumored that Wang Wenqing's Taoist method had the practice of Tiangang, that is, he found the place where Tiangang was located, and used Tiangang in the human body to pinch secret techniques, recite secret mantras with his hands, keep his thoughts, and inspire the gods according to the three secrets... (To be continued...)
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