Chapter 136 The Impending Civil War

Meng Tian's question was a little abrupt, and his expression was a little exaggerated.

The whole person looked as if he couldn't hold it anymore.

But if you turn around and look at the other city guards standing next to him, you will know.

When they heard the word "salt", they looked over with shining eyes unconsciously.

After all, salt is hard currency in this era!

In other words, it is a good thing that can save lives.

If you don't eat salt, something serious could happen.

And in front of me, there are actually fifty trucks, all full of salt?
Be nice!

Not to mention fifty carts, even if there were only five carts, looking at the fact that each cart is piled high and the ruts are so deep, that is still a huge amount of wealth!
Xiahou Ying didn't say much about Meng Tian's surprise, he just waved his hand to the side.

"General Meng could go up and take a look!"

Meng Tian looked at Xiahou Ying deeply and didn't bother to be polite with him. He walked quickly forward and directly lifted the felt cloth covering the car.

"Hiss is it true?"

Meng Tian stood there in a daze, muttering to himself and sighing.

Under the felt cloth are burlap bags.

The bag was wrapped tightly, but some salt still spilled out.

But just these scattered things were enough to surprise Meng Tian.

He really didn't expect that underneath, not only was there salt, but the salt was completely different from the salt on the market.

His family is one of the most prominent families in Xianyang City.

But even so, the salt he used at home was probably not as fine as it is now.

Not to mention its snow-white flawlessness, the key point is its fineness, which is as fine as sand.

"Oh, by the way, General Meng, the young master has given an order that ten of the fifty carts be allocated to the army."

"I still need to transport the remaining 40 carts. General Meng can arrange for people to take these 10 carts away. Is that okay?"

Seeing Meng Tian's stunned look, Xiahou Ying didn't laugh at him. After all, he was actually in the same state before.

He just took the opportunity to talk about the arrangement he was going to discuss with Meng Tian.

Meng Tian was stunned by Xiahou Ying's words.

He unconsciously looked down at the warrant, only to find that there was indeed a line of words on it.

"Send ten carts of food for the army to eat, and we'll talk about it after they've eaten it!"

Meng Tian looked at this short, casual line of words, and felt as if he had read some divine book, and he began to feel unwell.

At this moment, Xiahou Ying had only one idea in his mind, which was to quickly transport the salt from the other carts and get the job done, so he didn't care about Meng Tian's situation at all.

"General Meng, if there are no other questions, can you and I take over as soon as possible?"

"We need to report to you as soon as possible!"

After being awakened by these words, Meng Tian looked at Xiahou Ying deeply, then simply wrote an operation on a bamboo slip, stamped it and handed it to Xiahou Ying.

This is a receipt, enough for Xiahou Ying to get his job done.

Xiahou Ying took a quick look at the bamboo slips in his hand, and after confirming that there was no problem, he hurriedly took the remaining forty carts of salt and happily went into the city.

He didn't notice at all that Meng Tian, ​​the great general of the Qin Dynasty who could remain calm even in the face of thousands of troops, was shaking in his hands.

"Somebody come!"

"My subordinate is here!"

Meng Tian shouted sternly, and then a captain who followed him hurried forward and bowed to listen to his orders.

"Send a team to transport these ten carts of salt to the military camp and keep them under guard. No one is allowed to use them without my order!"

"Secondly, pass on my order. All soldiers of our army return to the camp and wait for orders. Send 2,000 people to prepare their gear and wait outside the city."

"In addition, from now on, the entire Xianyang city is under martial law, and all city gates are guarded, especially merchants, who will be strictly checked!"

"Can you hear me clearly?"

The captain standing by heard this, although he didn't understand what was happening at all.

But he still followed the military rules and quickly repeated the order that Meng Tian had just issued. Meng Tian heard it correctly and handed over the tiger talisman he was wearing to the captain.

Then, without caring about anything else, he jumped on his horse and galloped straight into the city.

Meng Tian rode his horse at full speed all the way, heading straight to the Wang family.

"Someone, quickly inform General Wang that Meng Tian wants to see you!"

When he reached the door, Meng Tian didn't even care about etiquette or rules and rushed inside while shouting loudly.

For the royal palace, which is actually the home of the number one person in the army, even if he is a doorman, he is still a veteran in the army.

Therefore, he didn't care about Meng Tian's offense at all. Instead, he glared at him and shouted loudly inside.

"wind!"

"wind!"

At this shout, everyone in the palace tensed up instantly, and immediately looked towards the front door.

Wang Ben, who was originally sitting in the main hall and didn't know what to do, strode out of the main hall.

"General Meng?"

"Is there something important for you?"

Wang Ben is used to being called fool.

But when he saw Meng Tian running towards him, he was also frightened.

"Wang Ben, where is your father?"

"Let's go, I'm looking for him, it's urgent!"

When Meng Tian saw Wang Ben coming out, he was so excited that he pulled Wang Ben inside while talking.

No matter how stupid Wang Ben was, he knew that something big was most likely going to happen.

He explained as he pulled Meng Tian in another direction.

"Father is drinking tea in the middle of the courtyard, let's go straight over there!"

"Well, hurry up!"

Meng Tian had no intention of talking about anything else and just urged them to hurry up.

Not long after, he saw a figure drinking tea on a stone bench under a tall tree in the distance, and Meng Tian immediately shouted without caring about anything else.

"General Wang, Meng Tian wants to see you for something important!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jian shook the teacup in his hand, turned his head to look at Meng Tian who was wearing armor, and said in a deep voice.

"Meng Tian, ​​come here!"

Seeing Meng Tian walking hurriedly towards him, Wang Jian asked first.

"What makes you so panicked to come to see me?"

At this moment, Meng Tian didn't care whether Wang Xi, the granddaughter of the Wang family who was drinking tea with Wang Jian, could hear him. He spoke anxiously.

"General, I'm afraid that the young master will cause chaos in the city this time!"

"Whether His Majesty knows or not is not the question for the moment, but I'm afraid you are the only one who can persuade the young master!"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Wang Jian's face became serious and he even put down the teacup in his hand.

"Speak clearly!"

"What Gongzi Yuan has done recently is either targeting the court or the nobles. Where does the public resentment come from?"

Even though Meng Tian spoke seriously, Wang Jian remained calm and even glared at Meng Tian.

It seemed as if he was blaming Meng Tian for making a fuss.

But Meng Tian was not overwhelmed by the so-called momentum at all. Instead, he nodded with a wry smile.

"But this time, I'm afraid something big is going to happen!"

"Because what Gongzi Yuan was contaminated with this time was salt!"

(End of this chapter)