The Great Tang: World Martial God

One step to heaven, one step to hell.

For the future of the family, the Zheng family may have no choice.

The owner of the family will order the decision, and the remaining details will be freely used by the wharf stewards under them.

The entire Yangzhou City had quietly undergone changes under such an order, but Tang Hao, who was in the Tang Mansion, didn't know it at all.

Sitting under the pavilion and passing through the red pillars of the forested corridors, you can still see the Gongzu people cuddling in the shade of the trees, busy carving on their hands.

Tang Hao picked up the iced melon on the icy ball, took a bite, slowly picked up a letter paper on the desk, and opened it.

In the letter paper, Changsun Wuji was earnest, and must let Tang Hao find out the whereabouts of the Liuli pen inkstone, and he would not hesitate to purchase it at a large amount of money. When he arrived in Chang'an, Changsun Wuji paid a high price to recycle it.

The literati made good use of literary words, and the words made this inkstone say like a heart-saving pill, which is extremely precious.

Tang Hao was a little moved when he even mentioned that this was a thought left by the eldest grandson Wuji for future generations.

Apart from feeling sigh, Tang Hao was quite puzzled.

To say that this glass pen and inkstone was designed by myself and was specially made for literati. It has not been made public in Yangzhou. How could it be spread to the imperial city thousands of miles away?

After thinking for a moment, I remembered that before the public losers took over the engraving matters, I used to work with two famous engravers in Yangzhou, and what they were carving was the green bamboo on the glass penholder and the national flower peony on the carved inkstone.

It must be one of these two who revealed the matter in advance.

Coincidentally, this kind of disguised propaganda actually spread to the imperial city, making the rich masters of these imperial cities eager to move.

Shaking the letter paper in his hand, Tang Hao smiled slightly and muttered to himself.

"Master Changsun! How much money is your heavy gold?"

As soon as the voice fell, the steward came with a dignified look on his face, holding a few letters and a few notes, and walking slowly.

In one day today, when he suddenly received so many letters from the imperial city, the steward was a little flustered.

I don't know who is the sacred newcomer Hou Ye, or he has provoked some big people who shouldn't be provoked, and committed a great thing.

Looking at the official seal of the Zhuqi lacquer on the letterhead in his hand, recalling these eight hundred li rushes, the manager felt frustrated.

With a touch of panic, he stood behind the calm figure, cleared his throat, and said the steward with difficulty.

"Enlightenment... Lord Hou, these... letters from the imperial city are here again."

The figure with the arm supporting the head in front of him did not speak, and his right hand patted the desk lightly, signalling the steward to put down the letterhead.

With a touch of fear, Yu Guang glanced at the normally pleasant master when the steward put down the letter paper one by one.

However, he found that there was a trace of sadness on Tang Hao's face, instead he was smiling and lighthearted.

The manager let out a sigh of relief in his heart, and slowly bowed to resign, but his heart was even more respectful for this Lord Hou.

It can be said that the master's face is not small for so many grandfathers of the country.

Just as the housekeeper thought, Tang Hao opened a few of the letterheads at will, beginning with the words of these grandpas who were in the palace slowly thinking about them.

But the long talk behind it was his love for colored glaze brushes and inkstones, and he eagerly hoped that Tang Hao could help and purchase the colored glaze products for them.

Looking at the words in the letter, Tang Hao couldn't help laughing.

"What makes the husband so happy?"

Amidst the pleasant voices, Li Wanqing and Princess Changle walked slowly.

Converging his laughter, Tang Hao patted his belly lightly, still a little unstoppable smiling, and waved to the two people in the corridor.

"Come here, come and see you both!"

Turning the corner, the scene in front of them really surprised the two ladies. A large pile of scattered letter paper on the desk was more and more infinite than the memorials on your majesty's case.

Curious eyes flowed between Tang Hao and the pile of letterheads, Li Wanqing and Princess Changle each held a letterhead and looked at them.

"Carved colored glaze inkstone? Shuhao colored glaze pen? The objects in our mansion that have not yet been auctioned have been spread to the imperial city?"

"And this Guan Gong Liulizun, how do they know?"

At almost the same moment, the eyes of the two ladies were confused, looking at Tang Hao and asking the same question.

Tang Hao waved his hand and motioned the two ladies to sit down and talk.

"How did you know that someone must have informed you."

"However, I didn't expect Tang to think that such things could actually be passed to the imperial city! Strange and strange."

Humph.

A soft hum came from Li Wanqing's small snort.

"Now that the people of Datang live and work in peace and contentment, how many of these grandpas don't have any family business?"

"One is willing to sell and the other is willing to sell. It does not violate the laws and regulations of the Tang Dynasty, but also shows the identity. It has become the private hobby of these veterans."

Princess Changle slowly shook her head and sighed softly.

"Because of this, it is difficult for these grandpas to buy such treasures."

"Guotai Ankang, now that Datang has no more warriors, there is no military merit."

"On the contrary, those who can buy these are the vendors who own Jinshan. They can use these things in exchange for some convenience!"

After that, Princess Changle glanced at the triumphant Tang Hao and said.

"It's good for you! It's the culprit of these bribery and corruption!"

Tang Hao stared at a pair of innocent eyes, glanced at the two of them, spreading his hands, his face was innocent.

"I'm wrong, Weichen is just liking others and making objects that everyone likes. As for the role of this object, it can only be said that the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom."

"Furthermore, these objects are for the future college of Datang, and for the great sailing dream of the Tang Dynasty."

"If you say that this falls into your own pocket, it can be considered that the two beautiful ladies have wronged me."