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Ping'er replied, "Yes."

"You are rich in salt?" Nangong Ao asked.

"Yes." Ping'er responded.

"Your hundred-salted sons can't afford salt?"

"yes."

"Are you chasing the salt wasteland?"

"yes."

Nangong Ao took a deep breath after hearing this, "The salt production capital is still in a salt wasteland, why is this?"

Ping'er replied, "I wrote to my family that the salt produced was taken away by the government. Although the annual output was large, it was far from enough for the government's large ships to take away."

"All those salts were taken away by the government ships. Are they not sold locally?" Nangong Ao asked in disbelief.

Ping'er replied, "There are some selling items, but the price is comparable to gold. The local people call it golden salt and cannot afford it."

When Nangong Ao heard the anger in his heart, the small flame ignited into a big fire.

Nangong Ao and Ping'er asked questions and answers. Ye Wange, who was sitting next to Nangong Ao, stared at the inner room with her black eyes, worried that Su Xinwei, who was hiding under the phoenix couch, would show her feet.

After asking, Nangong Ao waved to Ping'er and said, "I know, you go down!"

Ping'er bowed and left. Ye Wange looked at Nangong Ao with a cold face and said, "Your Majesty, have you asked for any valuable clues?"

Nangong Ao replied, "The salt produced by this slave said was transported away by the government's ships, but the salt transported by the government from Wuhu every year is less than a quarter of the output, which is not consistent with the facts?"

Ye Wange replied, "This servant has been in this palace for many years and has been away from his hometown for many years. He also heard from letters from his family when he knows about his hometown. Perhaps the people at home also heard from him."

Nangong Ao shook his head, "Things won't be so simple."

Ye Wange heard this and asked, "Does the emperor have any doubts?"

Of course, Nangong Ao had doubts in his heart. The salt price is so high, where did the salt produced in the Northern Tang Dynasty go? A salt price with a large and high salt is several times higher than that of those countries that do not produce salt. Isn’t this a strange thing?

Where did the salt go? Nangong Ao asks a lot of questions in his heart, "I produce millions of tons of salt a year in Northern Tang, but now I have salt food. This is really a big deal."

Ye Wange sat there looking at Nangong Ao with a serious expression. She said, "The emperor has to send someone to check it out. It's so weird that so much salt is not easy to fly."

Nangong Ao glanced at Ye Wange, and said majesticly, "Of course I have to send someone to investigate this matter."

"Can you sell it to another country?" Ye Wange asked in a low voice.

Nangong Ao shook his head and said, "The government's records are sold to other countries every year no more than one-fifth of the total output."

The salt sold to other countries every year has strict output control, which is generally controlled below five of the total output, and it is never allowed to exceed this amount. There are accounts in the government and there are no problems in the accounts.

Ye Wange clicked until he stopped talking about this topic. He looked at Nangong Ao with black eyes and begged Nangong Ao to ask the reason for the matter and leave quickly so that Su Xinwei, who was hiding under the phoenix bed, could come out.

Nangong Ao, who was sitting there, glanced at the empty tea bowl and said, "Pour a bowl of hot tea for me."

Hearing this, Ye Wange sweated on her forehead, thinking that Nangong Ao would want hot tea, but he didn't plan to leave for a while?

Ning'er, who was on the side, added hot tea to Nangong Ao's empty bowl. Ye Wange looked at Nangong Ao and said, "The servant the emperor wants to know has said, should the emperor seize the time to investigate this matter?"

Nangong Ao sat there calmly and said, "I must investigate this matter, but this matter is not urgent. I must think carefully about where to start."

Ye Wange looked at the inner room while listening, thinking that the weather was so cold that it was so cold that the inner room was burning, but the ground was cold Rubing. I wonder if Su Xinwei could stand it.

Xiaodie, who was in the inner room, was afraid that Su Xinwei would be lying under the phoenix bed and so she took out a brocade quilt from the cabinet and threw it under the phoenix bed and gave it to Su Xinwei.

The quilt was thrown to Su Xinwei, but Xinwei couldn't spread the quilt under her body. She could only reach out and pull the quilt on her body to cover it, trying to turn over the space under the phoenix couch, and there was no room to turn over.

The longer Nangong Ao sat, the more uneasy Ye Wange felt. Looking at Nangong Ao who had been drinking two bowls of tea, Ye Wange was afraid that something would happen, so she couldn't help but speak, "Your Majesty, won't you go back to the Palace of Yangxin?"

Nangong Ao was sitting there thinking about the salt wasteland, and suddenly heard Ye Wange seemingly trying to drive him away, and asked, "Empress, are you going to drive me away?"

After hearing this, Ye Wange immediately smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I misunderstood. How could I have this idea?

But a few days ago, I heard from Miss Qinhua that the emperor was busy all night long. I thought that if the emperor was sitting here for so long today, I would feel sorry if the emperor delayed handling the affairs of the court."

When Nangong Ao heard Ye Wange mention the court affairs, he felt a headache. Seeing that the festival was coming, there were more and more things in the court day by day, and those memorials were even more diverse, with all kinds of things.

Nangong Ao's head hurts when he handles it. He wants to handle the memorials before the festival. Unexpectedly, Ye Wange exposed the matter of the salt wasteland to him again. He has been busy with the salt wasteland these two days, and those memorials are still accumulated there.

When Ye Wange reminded him, Nangong Ao immediately got up and wanted to leave. Ye Wange happily sent Nangong Ao out. As soon as Nangong Ao walked to the door, he heard a sneering sound from the inner room, "Ah, cut" sound. Nangong Ao stopped and Ye Wange also heard it. At this time, he was frightened. Seeing Nangong Ao stopping, Ye Wange shouted to the inner room, "Xiaodie, are you suffering from wind and cold? Wait a moment and Imperial Doctor Song will show you."

Xiaodie, who was standing in the inner room, heard Ye Wange's voice and immediately pinched her nose and replied, "Empress, I'm fine, don't ask the imperial physician to see it, just drink some hot water."

"Oh." Ye Wange responded and looked at Nangong Ao and said, "It's my servant Xiaodie who has stabbed the fire in the inner room. I guess he just went out to pick up the charcoal fire and was frozen."

When Nangong Ao heard Ye Wange's explanation, his sharp eyes glanced at her and looked at the inner room again. It was not until he saw Xiaodie's servant walking out of the inner room that he dispelled his doubts and walked out.

Nangong Ao didn't know why he heard the sound of squirting, and he had some doubts about the people in the inner room. It seemed that when he heard the sound, he subconsciously had inexplicable doubts about the inner room, doubting that there was something shameful hidden in the inner room, and doubting that Ye Wange would suddenly appear like Liang Fengyi. Nangong Ao was bitten by a snake and was afraid of the ropes for ten years.
Chapter completed!