He couldn't help but have a thought in his mind: Why can't his wife share his official duties? ? ……
At three quarters past the hour of the si River, Xiao Rong put down the accounts, rubbed his stiff neck, and seeing that there was no one around, he stood up and began to stretch his limbs.
Dance students, you know, stretching your legs, bending your waist and so on.
Xiao Rong leaned back, and just as his hands touched the ground, he heard the door of the conference room being pushed open. Xiao Rong was startled and straightened his back like a carp jumping up and down, and the speed was so fast that Mi Jing was dumbfounded.
When he was in India, he saw a mage who could put one of his feet behind his ear while meditating. However, that mage did it slowly, whether putting it behind his ear or putting it behind his ear, instead of changing the posture in an instant like Xiao Rong did.
Mi Jing looked at him in shock, fearing that Xiao Rong only seemed calm but actually had a broken waist.
Xiao Rong: “…”
He lied without changing his expression: "I am practicing. After I became sick frequently, I met a hermit who taught me a set of exercises. If I practice more every day, I can live longer. Do you want to try it, Buddhist?"
Mi Jing: “…………”
No, no, he was afraid that he would practice it himself and go directly to see the Buddha.
Both of them felt a little embarrassed and simply stopped talking about it. Xiao Rong asked Mi Jing to sit down and then made him tea.
Xiao Rong has more rules for making tea than others. He doesn't like to boil tea, but likes to make tea. He also likes to add ornaments on the tea tray, calling it tea pets. Although others don't know why he has to drink tea this way, to be honest, the process of making tea looks quite pleasing to the eye. His gestures are as smooth as flowing water, and he has a unique temperament.
Mi Jing looked at the tea being poured onto the tea pet, and suddenly said, "Mr. Xiao has met so many masters."
Xiao Rong: “…”
He held up the teapot and smiled: "Most people will never encounter one in their lifetime, a few can encounter ten in their lifetime, and I am one of the few among the few. Although this experience is rare, it is not unheard of."
Mi Jing nodded and smiled: "Indeed, Young Master Xiao gives Mi Jing the feeling that he is the destined person for everyone."
The destined person for everyone?
Xiao Rong was stunned, and thought this sentence was a bit fresh, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he handed the brewed tea to Mi Jing and asked him, "Is there anything you want to talk to me about, Buddhist?"
Mi Jing: "It's not a big deal. When Mi Jing came back from the Western Regions, the kings of the Western Regions gave him some gifts. Monks don't need these things, but Master Xiao happened to need them, so Mi Jing brought them all."
Xiao Rong opened his eyes wide, and looked at what Mi Jing was doing. Mi Jing was unpacking a bundle he had brought in. In a few seconds, the bundle was opened, and the jewels and gems inside almost blinded Xiao Rong. ... Damn!!!
A fist-sized gem! An emerald green jade bracelet! A string of 108 shining white Buddhist beads, each as big as a human eye! Wait, is this a crown?!
Seeing that his eyes were glued to the crown inside, Mi Jing couldn't help but smile: "This is the crown of the Queen of Khotan. The King and Queen of Khotan invited me to attend the royal banquet. The Queen insisted on giving this to me, so I had to accept it."
Xiao Rong: “…………”
He looked at Mi Jing with a numb face, "You kid, you are taking advantage of me and still acting like a good boy!"
From what you said, it seems that you still think this crown is a trouble!
This is really... comparing oneself to others will lead to death. Mi Jing was not the first person to make a pilgrimage to India. Thousands of monks have walked the road he took in recent decades, but those people either died on the way or returned as destitute as beggars. How could they be like Mi Jing, who became richer and richer as he went on.
Xiao Rong couldn't imagine how popular Mi Jing was in foreign countries. He was even given the crown! If he agreed, would he immediately become the local protector of the country?
At the same time, this also resolved a doubt in Xiao Rong's mind. The scouts at the time said that Mi Jing looked very rich, and he wondered where the money came from. Now he roughly knew what was going on.
"When the Zhenbei Army first encountered the Buddhist disciples, did the Buddhist disciples think that they wanted to pay for passage?"
Mi Jing was stunned: "How did Master Xiao know?"
Xiao Rong: “…” As expected.
Showing a slightly tired smile, Xiao Rong said: "Thank you for your kindness, but these are actually gifts given to you by others. You should keep them well. Chenliu City is indeed not very wealthy, but there is no need to use these things to fill the account."
Mi Jing: "I know these dead objects are only a drop in the bucket when converted into gold and silver, but this is my little token of appreciation for the Zhenbei Army and Chenliu City. The construction of the capital cannot be neglected. Master Xiao is kind and does not want to exploit the people, but the gap needs to be filled. Master Xiao, please accept it, otherwise Mi Jing will feel uneasy."
Xiao Rong blinked. Seeing that he was so insistent, he had no choice but to agree: "Okay, but I won't use these things unless it's absolutely necessary, especially this crown, which represents the friendship between Khotan and the Buddhists."
Mi Jing laughed, and Xiao Rong smiled at him too. But halfway through his laugh, he suddenly exclaimed, "There are quite a few caravans from Khotan in the Central Plains, right? If we take this crown to them, will they offer us many gifts?"
Mi Jing: “…”
The smile on his face froze. Seeing him like this, Xiao Rong burst into laughter without grace: "Don't worry, Buddhist, I was just joking."
Mi Jing heaved a sigh of relief, but the next second, he heard Xiao Rong say, "How can you ask for gifts? We want investment. First, invite the leader of their caravan to visit Chenliu, and ask them to build a Khotan post here for the sake of the crown. In the future, whether it is caravan travel or rest, all will come to Chenliu. If they want to do business in Nanyong, it's also simple. We can send some people to do business for them. We have a large number of people and are familiar with the topography of the Central Plains, so we can avoid a lot of detours, and they don't need to pay anything, just give us a fair price."
At this point, Xiao Rong smiled and asked Mi Jing: "What do you think of this plan, Buddhist?"
Mi Jing: “…………”
I think it’s a pity that you, Mr. Xiao, don’t go into business.
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