C310 Jiangnan Salt Transport

Salt transportation had always been a part of the country. If there were problems with the transportation of salt, the people would not be able to eat the public salt. The people would definitely raise the salt prices. The consequences could be imagined.

Therefore, when the salt was distributed every year, Yuwen Di would definitely look for the person with the most ability beside him to take care of the salt, afraid that he would make a mistake.

In the past, most of the salt transportation incidents were handled by the Prince Mu. His mind was meticulous and his martial arts were high. For the past few decades, he had never made a single mistake. Yuwen Di could not be more confident in him.

But now that the Prince Mu was slowly growing old, the emperor really couldn't bear to see him at his age, and had to travel through all the towns in Jiangnan for a few months.

But as to who would be able to take over from Prince Mu as the governor of an event like this, Yuwen Di thought about it and determined that Mu Chuyang was a suitable candidate.

He had been responsible for salt transportation with his father, the Prince Mu, and had helped his father to become an assistant since a long time ago. Currently, the Prince Mu's body could not be exhausted from running for too long, if someone were to understand the salt luck of the Jin Country, they would only be able to see Mu Chuyang.

Thinking of this. Yuwen Di then issued a decree, summoning Mu Chuyang into the palace.

Yuwen Di sat on the roof of the hall, and watched Mu Chuyang walk in from the outside.

The weather was cold. He was wearing a thick white robe with a silver fox skin. His eyebrows were like swords and his eyes were like stars. He was truly a rare man in the capital.

The more he thought about betrothing Duan Yunfei to Mu Chuyang, the happier she became.

"Greetings, your Imperial Majesty." Mu Chuyang walked up, pulled his robes and kneeled on the ground, as he said respectfully to the emperor.

Yuwen Di waved his hand, gesturing for him to stand up, and purposely teased him: "Chu Yang, I remember you are the one who is the least afraid of the cold. Every winter, you will always be wearing thin clothes and playing in the snow.

Mu Chuyang lowered his head and looked at his heavy cotton robe. He could not help but smile, and cupped his hands across his chest as he said to Yuwen Di: "The Emperor summoned this humble official, is there something important?"

Hearing Mu Chuyang's question, Yuwen Di's face also started to turn serious. He nodded at Mu Chuyang, then told him about the matter of luck with the salt. Chu Yang, the reason we called you here today, is actually for the upcoming salt transfer event next month. "

The matter of the salt transfer was related to the country. Every year, Yuwen Di would summon the humerus minister of the imperial court to discuss on this matter, and of course, the Prince Mu would be placed within it every year. But this year, Yuwen Di actually called him over. Mu Chuyang could not help but feel suspicious.

Although he had his suspicions, Mu Chuyang still showed a determined expression and nodded towards the Emperor. What orders does the Emperor have? "

"Since you were a child, you have followed your father and traveled to the north. You are responsible for the transportation of salt in our country. Therefore, you are extremely familiar with these matters." Yuwen Di smiled as he glanced at Mu Chuyang, "Now that your father is so old, I really can't bear to see him continue to toil here and there, so I decided to leave this matter for you to take care of."

Yuwen Di said, and lowered his head to look at Mu Chuyang. Chu Yang, what do you think? "

Mu Chuyang slightly nodded, took a step forward, knelt down and bowed to Yuwen Di, then said, "Thank you for your love, but Chu Yang will not accept this order, I'm afraid that I will have to disappoint Your Majesty."

"Why is that?" Yuwen Di never thought that Mu Chuyang would actually reject him so straightforwardly. He could not help but feel embarrassed, and his face was no longer as amiable as before.

"Salt luck is the foundation of our nation. The Emperor is willing to hand this matter over to this humble official. "This humble subject is terrified and happy, but at the moment, I am unable to take on such a heavy responsibility." As Mu Chuyang spoke, he slightly lifted his head to take a look at Yuwen Di's expression.

Kneeling on the ground, he kowtowed and said, "Reporting to the emperor, the reason why Your Majesty is seeing your humble servant in such a situation is not because of your age, but because your humble servant suffered from many old injuries in the Northwest battlefield. Every rainy day, it hurts to the core. A few days ago, Thirteenth Princess felt unbearable pain seeing this humble subject. The imperial physician of the palace was also invited to the palace to treat this humble subject's illness. If the emperor doesn't believe it, he can just send that imperial physician over and he'll know. "

Hearing Mu Chuyang's words, Yuwen Di remembered that Mu Chuyang had followed him a few months ago to the Northwest to battle and had gotten heavily injured.

He pondered for a moment, then quickly waved his hand, signalling Mu Chuyang to stand up. "You have not recovered from your old illness, so why don't you tell me about this matter? I can also order the imperial physician to treat you. You are at the prime of your life right now, so if you fall ill, what should we do in the future? "

Mu Chuyang gently shook his head and continued to speak as he looked at Yuwen Di, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. "Your majesty has so many affairs to attend to every day, this humble subject really doesn't dare to bother your majesty with such a small matter. It's just that it's currently winter, and this humble subject's health isn't too good. I'm afraid this humble subject really can't help Your Majesty share his worries."

"It's fine." Yuwen Di hurriedly waved his hand, and said to Duan Yunfei with concern: "Nothing is more important than your body. "Later on, I will have someone prepare some good supplements and deliver them to your residence. You must take good care of everything that comes from winter to winter."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. This humble subject is terrified." Mu Chuyang bent down and bowed towards the Emperor to show his gratitude.

"But …" The Emperor sighed, not finishing his words.

Mu Chuyang naturally knew what the emperor meant. Therefore, regarding the matter of the passing of salt, the Emperor had always wanted Mu Chuyang to take care of it. But right now, Mu Chuyang was unable to leave the capital since he had an old illness, so the person who should take care of this matter would be in trouble, the Emperor.

Mu Chuyang looked at the emperor's troubled face and frowned slightly. He hesitated for a moment, then walked over and said to the emperor, "Your majesty, do not worry about this matter. As for the matter of the salt, this humble subject does have a person to recommend it."

"Who does Chu Yang want to recommend?" Yuwen Di's interest was piqued, and he hurriedly asked Mu Chuyang.

His eyes drooped slightly as he bent down and said to Yuwen Di, "Fifth Prince."

As soon as Mu Chuyang finished speaking, Yuwen Di was somewhat suspicious. He did not expect that the person Mu Chuyang recommended would be him.

However, Mu Chuyang did not rush, and continued to speak to Yuwen Di. "The matter of the salt transportation is related to the capital, and there must be a person that the Emperor trusts. "As for the matter of the Fifth Prince being a prince and helping the Emperor manage his fortune in salt water, it really is a perfect fit."