Chapter 5490 Seven Joys, Seven Pain
The Ji family meeting hall.
Ji Lianqi, who was originally very calm, became a little gloomy after receiving a letter from outside.
"Master Jiang, something happened."
Ji Lianqi placed the letter in front of Zi Yan's table.
"Something happened? Is there anything else happening in the Ji family now that you can't handle?" Zi Yan asked in surprise.
"The Ji family caravan was robbed in Yinshan in the west, and hundreds of people were killed by horse thieves." Ji Lianqi tightened his hands, and veins popped out on the back of his hands.
"The Western Yinshan... That is the territory of the Daxia people. They and us Daqi people have always been on the same page. There has been no war for at least more than 20 years. How could such a situation happen? A big horse thief?" Zi Yan also became a little doubtful.
“This time the Ji family’s caravan is transporting Daqi tea and porcelain to Daxia. Dozens of countries in the Western Region have made reservations in advance. This trip not only resulted in the loss of this caravan, but also and a large amount of property, and more importantly , and also broke trust with the Western Region countries and the people of Daxia..."
"If it can't be solved, at least half of the Ji family will collapse." Ji Lianqi likes to fight and kill, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't know that the Ji family is the biggest. What does the business do?
If it were not for the trade with the countries in the Western Regions, the Ji family would be nothing more than a rich man.
Daqi has great restrictions on businessmen purchasing land. There is a limit and no more than a certain amount is allowed. Therefore, the business house must continue to operate. That cannot be done by hoarding land. Risk reduction.
“How far is it from Yinshan to Sixiang City?” Zi Yan said.
"Our Ji family has a map. The map is drawn in the owner's house."
Ji Lianqi stood up and whispered to Ji Hongbao, asking him to Take the others to leave first. This meeting will end here, and the others will follow what was previously discussed. As for the news just now, it must be sealed and cannot be announced to the public for the time being, so as not to cause panic to the Ji family.
The head of the Ji family's house was located inside. After entering, Ji Lianqi pulled down the cloth on the wall, revealing a map inside.
From Zi Yan’s perspective, the map is a little rough.
In the Zhongyong Hou Mansion in the capital, Zi Yan had seen the map drawn by Yang Ruoqing. It had a scale and detailed legends. That was called a map. But this kind of map that only drew outlines could not be called a map. It's a map.
“Look, Mr. Jiang, Silver Mountain is here. According to the legend of the Daxia people, there was once a god who was enshrined by the Daxia people. In order to repay the piety of the ancestors of the Daxia people, he turned the local mountains into silver. , turned the river into milk, and later the ancestors of the Daxia people were too greedy Greedy, thinking about pursuing the immortality of the gods, in order to punish the ancestors of the Daxia people, the gods took back their magical powers and changed Yinshan and the river back to their original state. However, the original name of Yinshan was lost, and later generations called it Yinshan. "Ji Lianqi briefly told some stories about Yinshan.
Of course, no matter how absurd those stories are, it can be seen from the stories that for the people of Daxia in the Western Regions, this Yinshan Mountain is an extremely important mountain and enjoys a high status among them.
"Young Master Jiang, this matter is very strange. Logically speaking, the nearby Daxia tribes are all on good terms with our Ji family. It is unlikely that they will let horse thieves run rampant. Otherwise, the Ji family would not use only such a small amount of force to protect them." Ji Lianqi His face was very serious.
If this route was not perfect, how could the Ji family send a caravan through that place? They had been traveling there for many years without incident.
“These days, a new round of snow season is coming near Yinshan Mountain, so our Ji family’s caravan took this opportunity to make one last fortune... and then they stayed in the Daxia tribe. In the spring of next year, the ice and snow will melt and come back." Ji Lianqi said.
"Who is in charge of the caravan?" Zi Yan put her finger on the map and moved all the way from Sixiang City to the vicinity of Yinshan.
The area near Yinshan is painted with silver powder, and the word "silver" is written on it in a special font.
"It should be Miss Situ Feiyu... She is our Ji family's business genius." Ji Lianqi thought for a moment and said.
"Where is she now?" "In Qianji City near Yinshan, the Ji family's caravan from the Western Regions has been stationed there for a long time." Ji Lianqi said.
"Send a message to Situ Feiyu and ask her to stand still, shrink her manpower, and secretly search for the horse thieves. When spring comes, I will come up with a solution." Zi Yan stared at the location of Yinshan, Lost in thought.
"Master Jiang, what are you thinking about?"
"I'm wondering, is there any silver in this Yinshan Mountain? In addition to silver, is there gold, silver, copper and iron ore..."
Everyone who leaves the Zhongyong Hou Mansion and is circling outside has a secret mission. That is to find suitable mineral veins.
Since the Science and Technology Garden under Yang Ruoqing renovated the furnace for smelting steel, the speed of forging steel has been greatly increased, and the demand for steel has also increased a lot.
"That's not clear. Young Master Jiang can ask Situ Feiyu."
"Wait until the things in Sixiang City are finished before we go. There's no rush."
"What are the arrangements for the Zen retreat and Tao retreat now?" Zi Yan said.
"I have already ordered people to arrange it. It is in the name of the Ji family. The Buddhist and Taoist families in Sixiang City will give some thin noodles. The meditation meeting was held first, and it has only just been arranged. Go down and get no response yet," Ji Lianqi said.
"Well, I will stay in Jijia VIP Building these days, and Piaoxiang will receive me." Zi Yan said.
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“Amitabha, it’s snowing!”
The monk Qi Ku, who was wearing a thin cassock, stood under the eaves of the courtyard with his hands clasped together, looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky outside, and frowning.
"Master, Master, I'm hungry!"
A young monk walked out of the house. He was only seven or eight years old, very thin, with wide-open eyes. He touched his belly and screamed weakly.
"Qixi, there's nothing we can do about it, Master. No pilgrims have come to our temple for a month. How can we get food without incense in this temple? If it hadn't been for a batch of grain stored years ago, we would all I have to go to see Tathagata Buddha in advance." Qi Ku's face drooped, looking a little bitter.
There is no way, their Yunxia Temple is too remote, there are not many people nearby, let alone pilgrims.
Occasionally, a few or two from nearby villages would come to pay homage to the gods and Buddhas with some rice and noodles, but this was rare.
More often, Qi Ku takes Qi Xi down the mountain to ask for alms.
But it’s such a cold day, it’s freezing outside, how can we find a chance to make a connection?
Qixi only drank a bowl of porridge in the morning. Before noon, her stomach was already growling with hunger.
"Master, let's go down the mountain to beg for alms. You are profound in Buddhism, so you can definitely do it." Qixi blinked and said.
(End of this chapter)