In the end, Uncle He did not ask anything.
He was a boorish man.
Zhang Feng was the most handsome man on this street. He was also the only one who could read and write. Not only that, he was so young. Who would believe if not him?
Besides, Uncle He also felt that something was wrong recently.
He seemed to have thought of something and said, "By the way, Feng Zi, a few days ago, I heard from the night watchman, Er Bonzi, that five days ago, after he knocked on the clock, he was taking a nap in the Wei family's alley when he saw a group of people speaking in Turkic language driving a group of carriages."
"They threw bags of oilcloth that were big enough to fit a person into the river along the Yong 'an Canal. Er Bonzi saw that those people were holding shiny scimitars in their hands! Er Bonzi was scared out of his wits. If not for the fact that he was drunk at the funeral last time, he would not have dared to tell anyone! "
"Who else knows about this?"
Zhang Feng asked.
"I think it's just me, Er Bonzi, Butcher, and your Auntie Sun."
Zhang Feng could not help but have a playful look in his eyes.
He did not ask any more questions.
He drank bowl after bowl with Uncle He and pondered about this matter while drinking.
The Turks.
Before the Tang Dynasty, there were businessmen doing business in Chang 'an City. It was inevitable that there would be some spies keeping watch in Chang' an City. But why would they take the biggest risk and expose themselves at this time?
This matter was not simple!
It was extremely complicated to train a spy, not to mention to plant a spy in a place like Chang 'an City.
The cost of a spy was astronomical. Losing even one would be a huge crisis!
Yet, the Turks still took such a risk and exposed their spies. Why was that?
This was something that Shang Zhui needed to know.
And most importantly, what was Tubo's attitude now?
He still did not know.
The whole thing revolved around Tubo. But until now, there was no sign of Tubo. And was this the only spy the Turks had?
No.
Definitely not.
If he could have a spy doing this, then it meant that all the Turkic spies in Chang 'an City were stocking up on grain. What about Tubo?
Thinking of this, Zhang Feng gripped Old He's hand and said, "Old He, after you go back, you must find Zhu Zi's father and ask him to tell Zhu Zi, Gouzi, and the others not to inquire about anything strange during this period of time. This matter will become known sooner or later. At that time, many people will die!"
Seeing that Zhang Feng had mentioned this matter twice, Old He couldn't help but become serious. He put down the lamb hoof in his hand and wiped his hands with the linen cloth on his shoulder. He asked, "Feng Zi, is it the Turks …"
"Good that you know! I reckon that they are being targeted by someone now. So, Old He, it's enough for you and me to know about this matter. This matter is too important and people will die! "
"Good! I'll go back now. "
As he spoke, Old Ho grabbed Xiao Ya, who was still desperately kicking the meat in her arms, and walked out of the door.
Zhang Feng stopped Old He. ,
"Old He, take the meat and rice back. I can't eat it alone!"
Without waiting for Old He to refuse, Zhang Feng went into the room in the backyard.
Of course, he wasn't going to sleep. After sleeping for a day, he had already slept enough. He just wanted to confirm one thing and didn't want to argue with Old He.
He suddenly realized that all this seemed to be related to that dark and silly prince!
Right!
It was Zhen La!
Could it be that this matter was caused by Zhen La?
Then, Zhen La was used by Tubo and the Turks. Then, all of Zhen La's goods were transported to the Tang Dynasty?
This time, it was much clearer!
Zhen La was just a tool!
A tool used by Tubo and the Turks to test the Tang Dynasty!
Good plan!
This was in line with the usual style of the Turks!
The whole thing was under control, but the Turks were an accident. He originally thought that the Turks were suppressed by Xue Yantuo and wouldn't make a move. Well, he didn't make a move. He quietly carried out this shocking plan!
He didn't want the Tang Dynasty to have an easy time at all!
Zhang Feng actually didn't hate the Turks. Perhaps it was because as a 21st-century person, living under the flag of the Turks had this kind of feeling. However, in this feudal Tang Dynasty, he didn't have a good impression of the Turks at all.
F * ck, in their eyes, the people of the Tang Dynasty were food, four-legged sheep, and tools to produce food for them!
He somewhat underestimated these people on horseback.
However, just as Zhang Feng discovered this, a voice suddenly rang out.
In the palace …
One secret report after another had already appeared on Li Shimin's desk.
Li Shimin looked at the secret reports on the desk and his face was so gloomy that it looked like it was about to drip water.
"Prime Minister Wei, what do you think we should do? Kill? Or … "
Li Shimin waved his hand and pushed the secret reports on the desk to Wei Zheng. Wei Zheng hurriedly stepped forward.
It was written on the secret reports.
"In the west market of Chang 'an City, the Hu merchants of Huaiyuan Square are secretly hoarding food, suspected to be related to the Turks!"
"The pawnshop of Chonghua Square is wantonly collecting money recently and signed a contract with a grain merchant for 300 dans of food."
"In the brothel of Yongding Square in the east market, the Tubo people are suspected to be active there. The details are unknown!"
"The people of Honglu Temple have been in close contact with the east and west markets recently …"
Reading the situation on the secret reports, Wei Zheng's face turned pale.
"Your Majesty, this …"
"I ask you, kill or not?"
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