After getting off the carriage.

The purpose is to reach the mountain with extremely desolate vegetation.

A pungent salty smell hits your nose.

In the distance, with Zhao Ce's eyesight, you can still see many people doing homework.

Zhao Ce looked at it at first sight and thought it was indeed like this...

There is indeed a salt mine hidden in this deep mountain.

Zhao Ce withdrew his gaze and carried Su Caier down on the carriage.

He didn't let go, and hugged her directly, letting her bury her face in front of her chest.

Lao Gu brought people to help them move their luggage down.

There was still a gentle smile on his face.

"I'll have to worry about staying here for a few days."

"I have someone to build this pulley set, and I will probably be transported up the mountain tomorrow."

Zhao Ce glanced at him.

Pullax sets are not without this era.

The information he had read before was the government's salt mine, which used pulley sets to mine salt underground.

It seems that these people also thought of this...

Lao Gu placed them in a separate wooden house a little further from the salt mine, which contained three houses.

There are many adjacent wooden houses next to it.

It was all temporary.

But when this group of people was on the shore, they said they were afraid that the government would find out.

But he dared to take them to the production base without any scruples.

This is a bit unscrupulous.

perhaps......

Zhao Ce thought of another possibility in his mind.

When Wu Xueli heard that they wanted them to live here, he didn't know how long he would stay. He immediately blurted out: "I advise you to let us go earlier."

"Before I went home, I had someone send a letter."

"Counting the time, we will be back in the next two days."

"If you don't let us go back these days, they will definitely send someone to investigate!"

Lao Gu seemed not afraid, and laughed and said, "Then I would like to ask a few more people to write a letter to explain to my family how many days to go back in the city."

"After all, if your family sends someone to search for it, it will also disturb us."

"You wrote it today, and I can let someone go down the mountain overnight."

"It will be sent back to your family tomorrow."

"If you are a group of scholars, you must be fine with these."

After saying that, he left a sentence "I'll have someone come here to receive the letter later", and turned around and wanted to leave.

Zhao Ce suddenly said: "Wait."

Lao Gu and others looked at him in confusion.

Zhao Ce said: "It's OK to write a letter, I want a bamboo."

"My wife has bad eyes and can't see clearly after dark. I have to make her a lantern."

"Make a lantern? We have ready-made ones here..."

Zhao Ce said lightly: "My wife, I naturally have to make the things I use."

Su Caier blinked her eyes and looked at her husband in confusion.

This is not an excessive requirement.

Agu and others were stunned for a moment before laughing and said, "Okay, I'll send it to you later."

After a few people left.

Wu Xueli slapped the table with a slight slap.

After thinking about it, he asked in a low voice: "Zhao Ce, what should we do now?"

He originally thought that these people were in the stone carving business.

Now that I have arrived here, what else do I don’t understand?

I don’t know how this group of people discovered that the salt mines in the deep mountains were all in private salt business!

This is a matter of beheading the house!

Which of the people who do these things is a good person?

Qiu Shubai and others also had a little despair on their faces.

Zhao Ce whispered: "Don't panic first."

"Anyway, don't act alone."

Several people nodded.

They can't think of anything now, so they can only do whatever Zhao Ce said.

Wu Xueli asked again: "But if this letter is written, what should we do?"

Zhao Ce said: "This is trustworthy."

Lu Xingwen asked in confusion: "But after writing a letter and reporting peace, our family will not send anyone to look for it."

Lu sighed lightly and said, "No one in our family can write a letter to report safety."

In her family, she and Qiu Shubai were the only ones.

I wrote the letter, but I had no place to send it.

Zhao Ce said: "Someone."

He knocked on the table, attracting everyone's attention.

Qiu Shubai suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "I can write it to sir!"

Zhao Ce nodded and lowered his voice and said, "You write in my format."

Wu Xueli asked his servant to turn over a set of four treasures in the study from his luggage and began to grind ink.

Zhao Ce picked up his pen and started writing first.

A group of people surrounded Zhao Ce and watched him write.

"Mr. Li Linfeng personally sent a message to the student Zhao Ce. He won the first case in the palace... Stay in the city and establish a good relationship with you, hoping to become an official in the future so that he can repay the teacher..."

Zhao Ce wrote a page of paper in a scattered manner.

What the whole page says is all about his exams.

Later, I said that I was temporarily staying in Fucheng and having a good relationship with the people in Fucheng.

After Zhao Ce finished writing, the few people watching the side were surprised.

Why is this letter written by Zhao Ce so crazy?

He also said that if he becomes an official in the future, he will definitely repay his sir?

Zhao Ce picked up his letter and handed it to Su Caier beside him, asking her to hold it.

Then he handed the brush to Wu Xueli.

Wu Xueli looked at him and waited for Zhao Ce to say.

Zhao Ce listened to the outside and pressed his voice down very low.

"The same format as before, I say how you want to be an official in the future, just write it like this!"

Wu Xueli nodded, grabbed the brush and started writing.

"Mr. Li Linfeng personally sent a message to the student Wu Xueli, and the mansion was in the trial... If you cannot become an official in the future, you will also donate your official position and will not embarrass the teacher..."

The writing is shorter than Zhao Ce's strategy.

After finishing writing, Wu Xueli put down his brush with shame.

The group looked at what he wrote and felt a little ashamed.

The books they read were humble and polite, which was the saint's requirement for their disciples.

It's really shameful to write such words at this time.
To be continued...