Chapter 861: Min Weizhong

The war situation in the Safavid Dynasty was still in the midst of heating up.

Just at this moment.

Suddenly, the Longyan side issued an announcement.

Due to the influence of the war situation in Central Asia, Longyan merchant groups traveling between the three countries would consider trade matters at their own discretion.

Once this news came out.

The entire Ottoman Empire collapsed.

What does this mean?

Does this mean that in the coming days, Longyan merchants will not be coming?

How could that be!

If the Longyan merchant groups do not come to trade, what will happen to the Refined Salt? What about the tea? What about the Spice?

All of a sudden.

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This Ottoman Empire was in a panic.

Consequently.

At this time, Jiang Xuan and his party, who were on their way to Istanbul, suddenly became the most sought-after people.

Wherever they went, they were crazily pursued by the local populace.

Salt!

Spice!

Therefore, no matter how chaotic it was within the Ottoman Empire, as long as you were a merchant from Longyan, you would be treated as an honored guest!

"My lord, this way, my lord, how about resting here for today?"

As soon as Jiang Xuan's caravan arrived, a group of people went crazy. The officials in charge all came.

The purpose was very simple.

Upon hearing this, the officials were immediately overjoyed.

A little bit is enough!

As long as they had enough for themselves, how could they have time to care about the common people!

"I can only leave a little."

Jiang Xuan chuckled.

He knew that since he had come, if he didn't leave some things behind, he definitely wouldn't be able to leave.

In these few days, the prices of Refined Salt, tea, and Spice had directly multiplied several times over.

"Good heavens, how much money will this trip earn?"

After eating and drinking his fill, Jiang Xuan returned to his room and laughed heartily with his brothers.

Consequently.

They were treated to a grand feast with beautiful women serving them.

Singing and dancing.

Several of them were cheering and jumping for joy.

"What is the situation, what exactly is this situation?"

"Brother Xuan, is this trip's profit something we get to split?"

Someone asked.

Jiang Xuan laughed out loud: "That goes without saying!"

"They want to suppress us in trade!"

"Their hearts are punishable!"

A group of civil and military officials cursed incessantly.

Istanbul.

Grand Vizier Ahmed had a gloomy face.

"My lord, this is definitely intentional by Longyan!"

Countermeasures?

Indeed.

At the very beginning, when the Ottoman Empire and the Longyan Dynasty established trade, their import and export surpluses and deficits were within a similar range. But slowly, they discovered that a serious trade deficit was gradually emerging! Simply put, the Ottoman Empire was too dependent on Longyan's fine wine, Perfume, Spice, tea, and even Refined Salt, and even Glass products, silk, and so on and so forth!

Ahmed said angrily: "I am not here to listen to your analysis, I am here to have you think of a Method on how to counter it!"

"Ah?"

A group of people looked at each other in dismay.

For example, the Persian carpets and their glazed ware that were sought after by the Longyan populace.

Afterwards.

It began to slowly decrease.

And looking at the Ottoman Empire again.

What did they have that they could export to Longyan?

At the beginning, there was still some.

That's right.

Apart from gold and silver, they had at most some seafood, but what did these things count for?

All of a sudden.

However, internal struggles within the Ottoman Empire meant that none of this received any attention.

Until today.

They realized with horror that they had nothing left to export to Longyan, except for gold and silver.

And this trade war was simply too great a blow to the Ottoman Empire.

"Find a method!"

"All of you, find a method for me!"

Inside this palace in Istanbul, there was dead silence.

No one had anticipated this move from Longyan.

A trade war.

Xie Tianyao had grown older again.

As the Track Carriage began its journey across the country, he was welcomed with singing and dancing wherever he went.

Visible white hair and wrinkles had already covered Xie Tianyao's face.

Ahmed roared out.

"Yes!"

The dosage of the medicine Liu Zheng gave him had become increasingly large, and after each dose, his body required a long time to recover.

It is said that at fifty, one knows the mandate of heaven.

Xie Tianyao was already over seventy.

The coughing started again.

The coughing of blood started again.

Every time, Xie Tianyao was in agony.

He looked at the scenery of Longyan outside the window, watching those people carrying hoes, chatting and laughing as they went to farm.

On his aged face, he could not help but reveal a look of gratification.

However,

he felt as if he could see his own lifespan slowly disappearing.

This time.

It would be very difficult for anyone to defy the heavens and change his fate again.

This time, would he die in Joseon?

Suddenly.

Xie Tianyao felt that everything, in some mysterious way, was being arranged by heaven's will.

Crown Prince Xie Fang was still missing.

Xie Ming, he feared, was not up to the task.

Vice Minister Liu.

He could not change the will of heaven.

He could not defeat the heavens.

He closed his eyes.

He.

Was tired.

He was no longer the Emperor.

Grand Eunuch Zhou bowed over.

"Summon Chan'er back."

Xie Tianyao said indifferently.

It was as if everything had already been arranged; he had wanted to try hard to change things, so he had tried, and this was how it ended.

"Lao Zhou."

He sighed deeply.

The Emperor was still out, yet he ordered the recall of Xie Chan; what did this mean?

At this moment.

Everyone was concerned about Xie Tianyao's health. The Crown Prince was absent, and Xie Ming had already rushed back from Liaodong early; in Jinghua, although Xie Ming was not the Crown Prince in name, he was effectively overseeing the state alongside the Empress.

Grand Eunuch Zhou trembled all over, his eyes red: "Yes, Emperor."

An Imperial Edict.

Shocked the entire Longyan.

At the same time.

Everyone cast their gaze toward the direction of Liangzhou.

Vice Minister Liu was still in Joseon.

Under these circumstances.

Xie Tianyao still did not forget to summon Xie Chan back.

Everyone sensed a trace of the unusual.

This made many people breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time.

The minds of these people also began to stir.

What moves would Liangzhou make?

None.

Liu Dahao was still waiting for his second child to be born, and the invincible Liangzhou Army had not made any movements either.

The next day.

Liu Zheng got up.

It seemed that if Vice Minister Liu was not in Liangzhou, this Liangzhou Army was likely just a paper tiger; Liu Dahao, this merchant, probably lacked the courage to vie for control over Zhongyuan.

Then.

Many people began to become active.

It seemed this old fox had also begun to trust him, so Liu Zheng followed with a smile: "I heard Min Weizhong will arrive soon?"

A cold sneer appeared at the corner of Li Zhenzhu's mouth: "There was a change in the court last night, and Queen Inhyeon has been thrown into the Heavenly Prison; I fear this Lord Min..."

Liu Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Seeing that Li Xuanya was safe and sound, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hahahaha, did Lord Liu rest well yesterday?"

Li Zhenzhu laughed heartily, and once again, the look in his eyes when he gazed at Liu Zheng held an extra touch of intimacy.

According to what he had discussed with Piao Zhengyong, he would accompany Min Weizhong and Li Xuanya on a personal trip to Hancheng, and on the way, find a way to "assassinate" Li Xuanya, and it would be best to kill this Min Weizhong as well!

As for the fifty thousand troops he brought, they naturally could not go along.

They would be led directly by Li Zhenzhu and Piao Zhengyong to go and support the front lines in Gyeongsang Province.

He knew that Li Zhenzhu said this to him on purpose, meaning to warn him that the Hancheng court was now entirely under the control of the Southern Faction, advising Liu Zheng not to have any other devious ideas; this Min Weizhong had already become a lone force at this moment, unable to attend to both ends, and if Liu Zheng wanted to cooperate with him, it would surely be a dead end!

"Hahahaha, easy to say, easy to say!"

Liu Zheng laughed it off.

He knew.

In the eyes of these people and the Southerner Party, he had already become nothing more than cannon fodder.

At this moment.

"Lord Liu, the road ahead has been paved."

Li Zhenzhu gave Liu Zheng a playful look: "What happens next depends on you."

Liu Zheng smiled and said nothing.

The sound of horse hooves drew near.

Min Weizhong, this leader of the Westerner Party and currently the most powerful official of the Li Dynasty, had finally arrived.