Chapter 122: Lao Li, you have to bear the infamy again

Twenty miles outside Chang'an City, the bleak autumn wind was blowing, and Liu Xuan poked his head out of the carriage.

The world outside Chang'an is still different from the world inside Chang'an. There seems to be very few sights outside Chang'an in the original owner's memory, probably because he goes out less often.

In Chang'an, those who have the leisure time to go out and have fun are all high-ranking officials. Most people are exhausted from just living for a day. After working, they are satisfied if they can have a meal as soon as it gets dark. At this time, Not sleeping, waiting to get hungry?

Ordinary people go out for a walk and have to eat to fill their stomachs when they come back. Children from poor families don't have so many opportunities to play.

The endless plains are covered with dim yellow earth, which looks particularly spectacular under the golden and red clouds in the evening.

The carriage moved alone towards the place where the fiefdom was located. When passing through a flat land, Liu Xuan asked: "Where is this?"

Liu Renyuan looked at the place pointed by Liu Xuan not far away and smiled: "Master Hou, this is your fiefdom, but there is something evil about this place. It is said that it was a mass grave in the pre-Sui Dynasty in the early years. All day long, There are a lot of lonely ghosts here and there.”

"It's pretty scary."

Liu Xuan looked at Liu Renyuan: "You are a grown man and a soldier of the Tang Dynasty, but you are always talking about ghosts and gods all day long. You are silent and have strange powers and chaos. Haven't you heard of it?"

Of course Liu Renyuan had heard of it and knew the meaning of this sentence. The master didn't want to speak, so he used his strange power to beat the person unconscious.

"You should tell me what's evil about this place."

"Master Marquis, this place could still grow food in the past, but it didn't work anymore, especially after a severe drought in the second year of Zhenguan."

Liu Renyuan was still frightened, "You don't know, at that time everyone said that there was too much resentment in that place."

Resentful? This place, Lantian, is a geomantic treasure, where is the resentment so high?

"Liu Renyuan, people, you can't have preconceived ideas or stereotypes."

"Look at this place, how nice it is. I plan to build a house here."

"As a Marquis of Lantian, it shouldn't be too much to build a Marquis mansion here, right?"

Liu Renyuan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became frightened: "Master Hou, there is no grass growing here, it is not suitable."

"Besides, I heard that there are female ghosts who specialize in sucking people's yang energy."

Liu Xuan raised his eyebrows and immediately relaxed them. Looking at Liu Renyuan who was anxious to stop his thoughts, Youyou asked: "Specializes in absorbing people's yang energy? Is there such a good thing?"

In a certain period of time in later generations, this female ghost will definitely be a Bodhisattva-like existence.

On the autumn land, there are some weeds that will not wither until winter, and their vitality is very tenacious.

But on the land of Lantian, the official road under the walking feet is used as the dividing line. On the north side, there is still a hint of withered life, but on the south side, there is only withered yellow and no life.

The empty land, with its edges and corners among the rocks, seems to indicate that this place is not simple.

Among the rocks, there is a flat area, which is very abnormal.

Looking for the dragon's fixed acupoint and looking at the winding mountain, one level of mountain is one level of pass.

There are mountains on the back and water here, the breeze blows slowly and the water waves are calm. The reason why there are no grass and trees growing is because after the severe drought, the water and soil nutrients under the grass and trees have been lost.

Of course, the main reason is that there is something underneath.

Liu Xuan sat on the carriage and pondered to himself. Compared with the cars of later generations, the comfort of ancient carriages was almost zero, but Liu Xuan felt an uncontrollable excitement in his heart.

This matter can only be done by Li Shimin. Letting anyone do it would be an insult to the seniors under his feet.

Lao Li, no, brother, just bear the insults. I will earn a little bit of this money. Is it reasonable?

"Where are the craftsmen?"

Liu Xuan asked about craftsman Liu Renyuan.

Liu Renyuan opened the curtain with a smile and looked back at Liu Xuan: "Master Hou, don't worry, the arrangements have been made. According to your request, they are trying as soon as possible."

As a former bodyguard of the emperor, Liu Renyuan knew very well that the opportunity for him to develop was with Marquis Lantian. If Marquis Lantian was prosperous, he would be prosperous as well.

His Majesty's words don't even count.

He had arranged all the craftsmen in advance, and asked Zuo Wuwei's people to gather all the craftsmen, set up camp on the spot, found a place that no one cared about, and were busy working.

The carriage jolted forward and soon arrived at a strange place. In this place, no one could be seen from a distance. There were only mounds of soil standing high like graves, like a cemetery, but there were no tombstones. .

But when you get closer, you will find traces of human activity inside. Those earthen bags are not cemeteries, but simple earthen kilns that are like burning porcelain.

At this time, in the Tuyao camp, the Zuowuwei officers and soldiers who had been borrowed by Liu Renyuan looked at the craftsmen who were working bare-chested and pouted.

The craftsmen's eyes were fiery, and they were rushing through the dozen or so earthen kilns, carrying buckets of water in their hands.

The sound of sizzling is endless.

"Master Marquis, this is where they work."

Liu Xuan got off the carriage, looked at the surrounding bamboo forest, and then at the location of this simple "factory", and suddenly felt a little crude.

"Cut down those bamboo forests outside. If someone hides in them, the secrets will leak out."

"Master Hou, the bamboo forest hides people's eyes and ears. Since Mr. Hou doesn't want people to know, this bamboo forest is the best cover."

Liu Xuan shook his head. Liu Renyuan, Liu Renyuan, you have fought in wars. It is possible to hide an army in such a deep bamboo forest.

But the next moment, Liu Xuan thought of another thing and nodded: "Yes, then build a high wall to surround this place. Let's call this place a factory!"

Factory...

Liu Renyuan had never heard of such a word, and his eyes were a little confused.

"Xue Rengui, you can do this."

Liu Xuan calculated that he had a lot of money in his hands now.

At least a few thousand strings of cash, although less than 10,000 strings of cash, but in Lantian, building a wall and some earthen kilns inside, I am afraid there is no problem at all.

At this time, a cry of surprise broke out from the earthen kiln not far away.

"Got it! Got it!"

"Er Gouzi, you got it?!"

Then there were cheers.

The next moment, Liu Xuan noticed that a group of men, with their upper bodies naked, came out of the earthen kiln, sweating and panting. They hugged each other tightly, with excitement on their faces.

People who didn't know would go home and wash their eyes immediately when they saw such a group of shirtless men hugging, cheering, and making incomprehensible noises.

"My Lord, I'll go and take a look."

Liu Renyuan trotted all the way, rushed into the crowd, asked for a while, and ran back quickly, holding something in his hand.

Liu Xuan looked at the piece of smooth and transparent in Liu Renyuan's hand, but there were still a lot of impurities in it, and there were a lot of sand and mud on the edge, and smiled instantly.