God-level Selection System

Chapter 208 Grassland

The Central Plains is prosperous. Although the national power has become emptied in recent years, with Yang Guangxie's defeat of Goguryeo, it is another drastic reform in the country.

Anyone with a discerning eye can feel that Da Sui is developing vigorously.

Even in this, there is still a turbulent undercurrent, but it is still not a grassland that has long been split into two parts of the East Turkic and the West Turkic, which can be used at will...

Otherwise, it is certain that one day, His Majesty the Sui Emperor, who has been militant and warrior, will lead his army to the north.

Although the round-trip time for trade on the grasslands is as long as several months, the profits are so high that many people forget the huge risks.

There is a good saying.

If there is a profit of 50%, the capitalists dare to take the risk. If there is a profit of 100%, the capitalists dare to risk being stranded... If there is a profit of 300%, the capitalists dare to trample. All laws in the world!

The wages of avarice is death!

Some are just the most common ironware, salt, tea, food, and silk satin in the Central Plains. Various luxury goods favored by nobles, if they are successfully trafficked to the grasslands, their prices will be raised to dozens. Even a hundred times, a thousand times!

It is precisely because of the huge gains brought about by this high profit that more and more people will take risks.

And most importantly...

These caravans that traversed the grasslands and the Central Plains, trafficking in various scarce items, are not as simple as they seem. Behind them are naturally controlled by the power of many families and clans. Even Yang Guang who knows all this is only Can open one eye to this.

Nothing else... The people involved and implicated by these interest groups are too large.

Unless it is to clean up all the nobles of the upper class in the Sui Dynasty, it is not easy to touch this piece of cake!

"Da da--"

Smoke and dust filled the road, and a huge caravan was traveling a long distance on the brown-yellow official road.

From a distance, many burly men, wearing exquisite leather armor, with swords and other weapons on their waists and backs, are full of fierce aura, and they don’t look like their counterparts. .

As a long-distance caravan, the materials in it are naturally easy to be jealous.

Not only are some bandits and robbers along the way, even if they are on the grassland, if there is not enough military protection, some tribes on the grassland will be transformed into horse bandits and robbers. After the transaction is completed, they will start blatantly. Looting...

Over time, these caravans have also learned **** lessons, either they are hiring funds, or the forces behind them arrange manpower protection.

Anyway...

Judging from the calluses of this group of people, as well as the fierce gaze, and the unabashed suffocation on the body, this is a well-trained and well-trained team...

In the face of such a huge caravan, the ordinary robbers are naturally hesitant, and they have died down, not daring to risk losing both sides.

In the caravan, there was no heavy cargo, or even some unremarkable, simple carriage. Several middle-aged monks in robes and majestic treasures were sitting in jeopardy. As the carriage bumps and reveals the cracked door, paying attention to the scene along the way, sometimes closing his eyes without speaking, unconsciously twirling the Buddhist beads in his hands.

It can be seen that although several people deliberately appeared to be extremely calm, their unconscious movements exposed the complex emotions in their hearts to the fullest.

"Brother, do we really want to contact the Turks this time?"

One of them, a slightly younger monk, said softly, looking at the scene outside the carriage.

At this opening, the other people in the carriage all looked different.

"Amitabha……"

The older monk in the middle opened his eyes slowly, shook his head, and looked at the uneasy and young face in front of him, as if he understood what the other party was thinking, and shook his head and said, "Brother, I There is no way to retreat...The Emperor of Sui is not benevolent and suppressed my Buddhism again and again. Besides, do we have other choices?"

"But... brother, we..."

Seeing my younger brother, he still looked anxious. The older monk also showed a sullen look on his face: "Junior, don’t forget how the master and the others were put into the prison, and I’m waiting. ...And why did you leave your hometown and travel thousands of miles to this barbarous land!"

As soon as this statement came out, the young monk who had just spoken was also very concerned. He thought of some of his brothers who grew up, but because they refused to erect a Han Buddha in the temple, they were slaughtered by the officers and soldiers.

Later in the monastery, it was found that monks were in collusion with the Turks, and even their master, a total of more than 100 people, were imprisoned in the sky prison.

Only a few of their brothers and sisters were spared because of going out for alms!

As for the other people in the carriage, a hint of hatred flashed in their eyes following the words of the two.

How could they be willing to live this journey? If they had a choice, these people would rather stay in their own temple with the ancient Buddha of the blue lantern as their company.

However, the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind continued, and these people were just chess pieces controlled by people.

Thinking back to the big man I saw before I left, and the secret letter that the other party entrusted to myself and others, the older monk couldn't help touching somewhere in his arms, hiding it in the lining of the robe Sighed slightly in his heart.

"What a Tang Guogong Li Yuan..."

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Taiyuan.

As a member of the Guanlong Group in the Northern Zhou Dynasty and a relative of the emperor, Li Yuan should have lived a very comfortable life.

He not only inherited the knighthood of the hereditary Duke of Tang, but was also loved by the Emperor Wen and the Queen of Literature. He started with a thousand cattle and served as the governor of Qiaozhou, Longzhou, and Qizhou, and then made numerous military exploits until he was promoted to stay in Taiyuan.

It can be said……

In Taiyuan City, Li Yuan's words are even better than the imperial edict!

It is conceivable that, as one of the four main gates, the Li family possesses much power in Taiyuan!

More importantly, now that the singing and dancing of the Great Sui Dynasty is rising, His Majesty the emperor is able to conquer good warfare, and Yun Wen and Wu Wu, in addition to being a little bit happy and greedy for pleasure, can also be regarded as a generation of Mingjun.

But all of this was extremely uncomfortable for Li Yuan.

As early as more than ten years ago, when the two sons of Li Yuan were born, Ning Daoqi, the great master of the Taoist school, personally came to give orders for the two sons of Li Yuan, implying that the Li family had the appearance of Longxing, and that Li Yuan might sit there in the future. The throne of the emperor was originally out of reach...