Chapter 135: Interception at the City Gate
In the past, even if a hundred trucks of goods were delivered to Xianyang, let alone fifty, they would only be allowed to pass after a simple inspection.

But not now.

Xiahou Ying is also a rough but meticulous person.

He realized in advance that the assassination of Ying Yuan at the city gate might still have aftermath.

If we allow the soldiers guarding the city to check us, it is not impossible to come in.

After all, they were indeed on a business trip.

But instead of going through all kinds of trouble later, it would be better to just come here and get a warrant.

With the warrant from Ying Yuan, the Prince Regent, all kinds of unnecessary troubles can naturally be avoided.

After hearing Xiahou Ying's explanation, Ying Yuan did not hesitate and wrote a note to Xiahou Ying directly in the carriage.

Then he took out a seal from the small pouch on his waist, blew on it twice, and then stamped it on the paper with a "snap".

That's right!

The extremely precious paper of Feng Jiaqilinzi was stored in Ying Yuan's car. There was a thick stack of it in the drawer of the car.

When you want to use it, just take it out and use it.

Even if it gets wet and broken by the rain, I won't feel bad.

How much is this?

I don't care at all.

Outside Xianyang City,

A team of Qin warriors wearing black armor and holding weapons were escorting a long convoy, slowly heading towards the distant Xianyang City.

Seeing Xianyang City in sight, everyone unconsciously quickened their pace.

The task is almost done, so I can go home.

hurry up!
"Brother Xiahou, does the young master have any arrangements?"

Zhou Bo looked at Xiahou Ying who had hurried back and asked first.

"We have brought fifty carts of salt. Sir, do you have anything to say?"

"No! After hearing about this, the young master didn't seem to take it to heart at all. He didn't even ask any more questions. It seems like he's used to it?"

Xiahou Ying listened to Zhou Bo's question, thought for a while and then slowly answered.

When Zhou Bo heard this answer, he was speechless.

You know, when the first batch of salt was produced, not only him, but everyone went crazy.

Especially when he saw the delicate appearance like snowflakes and the fact that there was no bitter taste at all when he put it in his mouth, Zhou Bo almost wanted to sleep next to the salt pile every day.

Because in his opinion, even if they were sold, the value of all that salt might not be as high as it is.

Moreover, Xiahou Ying and Zhou Bo, the leaders of the army, thought a little more than other ordinary soldiers.

Not only is the quality of this salt far superior than ordinary ones, the cost is also shockingly low!

At least, judging from the batch of salt they mined, produced and transported, a hundred times profit would be a piece of cake.

After all, the previous site of the salt mine was barren and had no vegetation.

They come here to mine and make salt, which is no different from picking it up for free.

But what happened is that the things they picked up for free can be sold for the price of gold!
"Hey, Brother Xiahou, what do you think this young master is thinking?"

"How can he be so smart!"

"Let alone other things, just this way of making money is scary enough!"

"How long has it been!"

"If we use this money to buy food and recruit soldiers, I'm afraid there will be a rebellion, and even Your Majesty will have a headache!"

As a warrior determined to fight on the battlefield, Zhou Bo immediately turned to the military when he thought of money.

And his words were also spoken from the heart.

Xiahou Ying listened to Zhou Bo's sigh, glanced at him and said indifferently.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Young Master is capable. That's because you are great, and it's also a blessing for us!"

"As for rebellion?"

"Oh, now the young master is a legitimate regent, and he is only one or two imperial edicts away from ascending the throne."

"Who do you think can compete with you, young master?"

Xiahou Ying said this with such confidence and as it should be. In his opinion, this was the way it was.

That is to say, the young master's term as regent is not long enough, otherwise, he would probably have to be called His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Well, you're right."

Zhou Bo nodded thoughtfully, obviously agreeing with what he said.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel secretly happy for myself. I had met a wise leader!
"He who comes is stopped!"

Just as the two were daydreaming, a loud shout suddenly came from the front!
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of swords coming out of their bodies.

What makes one's scalp tingle the most is the teeth-grinding sound of a crossbow being drawn.

This thing is a big killer.

Especially in this open space with no cover, even if wearing armor, you can't withstand the enemy's concentrated shooting at this distance.

Xiahou Ying and the other man looked up and saw the city defenders opposite them with nervous faces.

At this time, the leading city defender was looking at the newcomer with a serious face and shouted.

"Does the visitor have any transfer orders?"

No wonder he was nervous!

The last time Ying Yuan was assassinated at the city gate, he hit the city defenders hard in the face.

Meng Tian was beaten with a military stick, and the left prime minister Feng Quji resigned from his post...

My goodness, what a turmoil this is.

Not to mention, Meng Tian used an excuse to capture several officers in the city defense army who were not very disciplined on weekdays.

It can be said that the previous assassination of Ying Yuan completely left the city defenders hanging.

It is precisely because of this that the city defenders are so strict nowadays.

After all, if something like that happened again, the entire city defense army would probably lose their heads!
"Palace guards, under the order of Gongzi Yuan, escort the supplies into the city!"

Xiahou Ying was not angry because of the other party's attitude. After all, they were just doing their routine work.

If you make things difficult for others, you never know when you will fall into their hands.

Then...why bother?

"Imperial Guards? Wait a moment, I have to ask the general for instructions!"

Hearing the names of the Imperial Guards and Master Yuan, the soldiers defending the city heaved a sigh of relief.

At least the swords were slowly sheathed.

The youngest soldier was ordered to run quickly into the distance.

Obviously, this was to report the news.

Xiahou Ying was not at all annoyed by the need to wait.

He knew that this was as it should be.

Moreover, the young master had already arranged some things related to the Meng family.

"Xiahou Ying meets General Meng!"

In less than a cup of tea, Meng Tian came trotting over on his horse.

Xiahou Ying took the initiative to bow and salute!
This is not Xiahou Ying flattering, nor is it a superior-subordinate relationship.

It was purely because Xiahou Ying, as a warrior, had heartfelt respect for Meng Tian, ​​who had been in the battlefield for many years.

Meng Tian had little dealings with Xiahou Ying.

But courtesy is always welcome, and seeing the other party's look, he felt relieved.

"General Xiahou, a subordinate just reported that you have a warrant from Gongzi Yuan. Could you show it to me?"

Now, Meng Tian would not dare to take it lightly even if he heard the name of Gongzi Yuan.

It was the last time that really scared him.

Xiahou Ying was the real one, so he naturally took out the transfer order from his arms and handed it to Meng Tian.

"Please have a look, General Meng!"

Meng Tian took the warrant and just took a look at it, he felt numb!

"General Xiahou! Are you transporting all salt?"

(End of this chapter)