Chapter 86 The road to officialdom may not be smooth

Du Ruhui shook his head and looked at Xu Luo's sister. He saw her eyes moving and her lips slightly parted, as if she could move people's hearts. He couldn't help but secretly smack his lips. He turned his gaze back and said to Xu Luo: "Alas, a talent like you is really wasted! How about this, when I go back, I will discuss with my friends and reserve a position for you. When you figure it out one day, you can enter the officialdom at any time."

When Du Ruhui said this, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes, as if he was reserving a future sky for Xu Luo.

"The road to officialdom may not be smooth, but it will never let you become mediocre!" Du Ruhui nodded as he spoke, his serious look making people smile knowingly.

Xu Luo felt a warm current in his heart, and was deeply comforted by the friendship of this old friend: "Okay, if I really want to step into the officialdom one day, the first person I will talk to is you, Old Du."

"Haha, it's a deal!" Du Ruhui's smile was filled with mischief, as if he had already seen the excitement of the future.

As they were talking, a sudden roar from the street interrupted their conversation. Xu Luo looked up and saw several carriages escorted by soldiers, driving along Zhuque Street towards Anhua Gate.

"What treasures are transported in this convoy?" Xu Luo asked curiously.

Du Ruhui answered without hesitation: "It's just equipment that was discarded by the Ministry of War and is being transported to a warehouse outside the city for storage."

"Seal? Doesn't that mean these things have to be scrapped?" Xu Luo was a little surprised.

Du Ruhui smiled bitterly and said, "Alas, we have to replace them every year, so the obsolete ones will naturally be piled up in the warehouse. When the quantity increases, they will be melted down and remade. The waste in between is not a small amount."

When Du Ruhui mentioned this, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes. As the Minister of War, he knew better than anyone that every replacement of equipment would cost a huge amount of money.

At this time, Xu Luo who was standing by suddenly remembered the funny street rumor and couldn't help laughing: "Hey, Lao Du, do you know? Recently, it's been rumored on the streets that someone sold obsolete weapons as scrap metal, and as a result, the scrap metal was made into pots, and the food cooked in them was particularly delicious. People rushed to buy them, and they became a hot commodity!"

After hearing this, Du Ruhui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he felt even more sorry for the wasted resources.

At this moment, the sun shines through the treetops and shines on a female character passing by. Her skin, as delicate as jade, looks particularly attractive in the light and shadow. Her eyes are like deep pools, and her lips are slightly parted, as if silently inviting something. Xu Luo couldn't help but look at her a few more times, secretly admiring her beauty in his heart.

When Xu Luo heard this, a calculating light immediately flashed in his eyes. He cleared his throat and said in a nonchalant manner: "Brother Du, I totally agree with what you said. Why don't we do something small and achieve mutual benefit?" Du Ruhui was about to respond, but his heart tightened at Xu Luo's cunning smile, as if he had fallen into a trap he had set.

Du Ruhui secretly complained in his heart. He had wanted to recruit this shrewd Xu Luo, but now it seemed that he had become his pawn. However, Xu Luo looked confident and had a smug smile on his face: "Brother Du, this deal will make you smile from ear to ear."

He paused, and glanced at Du Ruhui slyly, "Those aunts and uncles in your Ministry of War, the discarded weapons are piled there, isn't it a rat's nest? Recycling? That's throwing a lot of silver into the fire!"

Xu Luo became more and more excited as he spoke, gesticulating with a greedy look on his face, "It's such a pity that those obsolete weapons are gathering dust in that warehouse outside the city where even rats don't want to go. If we sell them, hey, that would be real money!"

Du Ruhui frowned, weighing the pros and cons in his mind. Xu Luo's words were rough, but they made sense. Those weapons, as he said, were indeed a pity to waste in the warehouse. He couldn't help but think of the scene of those weapons being exchanged for boxes of silver. At this time, the female character next to him gently played with a strand of hair by her ear, her eyes moving, inadvertently revealing her charming nose and soft lips, she said in a delicate voice: "The conversation between the two adults is really interesting, and it makes people feel moved." As soon as these words came out, Xu Luo and Du Ruhui couldn't help but look at her, only to see her chest heaving slightly, her skin whiter than snow, and for a moment, people even forgot to respond.

Du Ruhui sat on the armchair, stroking his forehead with his hand. The loss made him feel as if someone was cutting his flesh. He hesitated. Buying and selling weapons did not sound like a legitimate business.

"It's illegal to sell weapons privately." Du Ruhui frowned, his voice filled with helplessness, "How can I have the courage to do this? If the court investigates, won't my life be in danger?"

Xu Luo waved his hand nonchalantly, looking relaxed, "Hey, Master Du, you're too slow in thinking."

"I didn't ask you to sell it secretly!" Xu Luo said with a smile, "We won't do anything illegal."

"It's not worth it if you make money but don't have a life to spend it!" he said, shaking his head.

Du Ruhui was even more confused and looked at Xu Luo in bewilderment.

"So what do you mean?" Du Ruhui asked.

"Let me explain it to you in detail." Xu Luo was confident and began to analyze, "You see, although the Tang Dynasty was established not long ago, we have powerful enemies outside and disasters inside. The military expenditure is not a small amount."

"If we sell those obsolete weapons, on the one hand, the Ministry of War can reduce its losses, and on the other hand, hey, we can also make a small profit."

Du Ruhui listened and pondered in his mind. Xu Luo then said, "Isn't this a good thing to kill two birds with one stone?"

At this time, the female character Liu Ruyan, with her eyes rolling and a smile on her lips, spoke softly: "Master Du, Mr. Han's plan sounds quite feasible. Why don't we give it a try?"

She gently brushed the hair by her ear, the action was a bit of unintentional temptation, her nose flared slightly, her chest rose and fell, and it seemed that even the air became hot. Du Ruhui couldn't help but look at her a few more times, and his heart was shaken.

After Du Ruhui heard Xu Luo's words, the abacus beads in his heart began to clatter. Come to think of it, the current financial situation of the Tang Dynasty, to use a joke in the play, is "the emperor has to exchange rags for wine." The Ministry of War is like this, and the other three provinces and six ministries are not easy either. The ministers tightened their belts and wished they could tear down the thresholds of their houses to make money.

When Xu Luo came up with this idea, Du Ruhui's eyes lit up, thinking that this was really a case of "when you are at the end of your rope, there is always a way out". Disposing of these obsolete weapons would not only solve the urgent needs of the Ministry of War, but also free up space, and maybe even buy himself some wine.

But on second thought, who should I sell all these weapons to? Du Ruhui was wondering, but Xu Luo was smiling like a cat that had stolen some fish.

(End of this chapter)