Chapter 295: Su Mucha

On the first day of the fifth month, Qin Jue put down the wolf pen in his hand and read the letter again, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, with a smile that seemed to be nothing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the last letter he wrote in Xuanfu, he has been in Xuanfu for two months, and this is the tenth letter he wrote to Luo Jinyan.

He only wrote ten letters, not because he didn't want to write them, but because he wanted to make sure that all ten letters would reach her intact.

The ban on the underground horse market of Xuanfu and the opening of an official market by the imperial court here will cut off the financial route of many people, and at the same time, it will feed a new group of people.

If the emperor wants to open a horse market, he only needs to send people from the inner eunuch, Taifu Temple, and Yuanma Temple to come over, but with his imperial history, it is undoubtedly to take this opportunity to bring down a group of people, a group of officials who originally made a fortune by relying on the underground horse market.

One can imagine what kind of life he has lived in the past two months.

Every letter to Luo Jinyan had to be sent along with more than a dozen other letters, and then Zhang Changrong followed him all the way and sent it out of Shanxi to ensure that he would not be intercepted halfway.

A few years ago, he and Shen Yan made a lot of money by grabbing horses from the underground horse market, and every time, Shen Yan would go to Xuanfu first, in fact, it was all a cover, Shen Yan only took a dozen horses from Xuanfu, most of these horses were sent to the capital, including the night lion Cong dedicated to Emperor Tongde, and most of the horses were obtained by bypassing Xuanfu.

The entire Jiubian is staring at the horse market in Xuanfu, and they all want to get a piece of the pie, so the price of horses has been speculated extremely high, he and Shen Yan started with 30,000 taels of silver, and they couldn't afford it at first, and then they didn't want to get into that muddy water. Therefore, they never touched the war horse.

The year before last, Wang Cheng, the chief soldier of Xuanfu, saw that the fat on his mouth could only be seen but not eaten, so he relied on himself to fight with the emperor, and wrote to reopen the horse market. Although the book was fruitless, it also reminded everyone, such as Qin Jue and Shen Yan, the two of them immediately stopped, but the Xuanfu side also stopped for a year, seeing that the imperial court did not act for a long time, those who were originally watching were ready to move again, after all, the profits of the horse market are too great, even if it is a war horse, it can be traded.

And those merchants who sell horses from outside the Guan, in order to be able to enter and exit the Xuanfu smoothly, give even more protection fees than they earn from selling horses.

These merchants are all related to the Warat and Tatars, and in the long run, the Xuanfu will be chaotic, and the nine sides are closely related, and once there is chaos, other places cannot stop.

Qin Jue put the letter in an envelope, sealed it with fire paint, and called Zhang Changrong to send the letter out.

He shook his robe, stood up, pushed open the window, outside the window was the sky of Xuanfu, the weather in early May, Xuanfu did not see the slightest heat, and it was a little cold in the morning and evening.

"Lord Qin, your cages are all loaded into the car. A little guy came in and said.

Qin Jue nodded and said to the little servant, "Where are the two retinues I bought newly?"

"It's still in Zhang's house. The little guy said.

"Call them here. Qin Jue's voice was a little eager.

A moment later, the two entourages in green clothes and hats entered Qin Jue's house, and when it was time to set off, the two of them followed him out one after the other.

Qin Yushi is the son of a family, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling are all fine, when he arrives in Xuanfu, he is disgusted with this and that, and the water used every day makes people go to Doufang Spring outside the city to call, which makes many people surprised, just this kid, can he still slash King Ning?

However, the ruthless reputation is not fake, just because the two retinues brought from the capital are slightly unsatisfactory, they let people throw them out of the city to fend for themselves.

That is, in Xuanfu, if it is in the capital, I am afraid that these two people will be beaten to death.

The two little guys were sent away, and he asked people to buy two little guys, but they were all eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, not like the little guys, but like the little ministers.

He was very fond of these two little guys, and he didn't say anything about staying together all night, even if he returned to Beijing now, he took these two people into his carriage without any scruples.

I heard that he was going to get married when he returned to Beijing, and he married Mr. Fengyang's granddaughter, Mr. Fengyang must have been confused in reading, so he married his granddaughter to such a second ancestor.

Fortunately, the court sent such a hairless guy, and now that he is sent away, many people are relieved.

On the carriage, Qin Jue closed his eyes and recuperated.

"Uncle, do you think they will really do it on the road? But looking at their appearance, they seem to look down on you, so they shouldn't take any pains. Sorayama, one of the little guys, said.

"Uncle said that they would do it for sure, when will Uncle speak not count?"

Qin Jue hummed, then stopped talking, the two looked at each other, stretched out their tongues and stopped talking.

Qin Jue was thinking about Luo Jinyan, what the little girl was doing, although he didn't say anything in the letter he gave her, but with her cleverness, she must have guessed the danger he was facing.

Thinking of this, Qin Jue subconsciously retracted his right hand into his sleeve, as if he wanted to hide the beauty in his hand.

He had touched her hand, the same hand.

When he returned to Mingyuan Hall, he could even feel the softness and coolness of his hands, her little hands were a little cold, but the slight coolness was more lingering than the warmth.

The next time I touch her hand, it should be the candle in the cave room, those people want to make him, a fledgling little imperial history, suffer, think it is beautiful, and he will go back to be a groom unharmed.

Marriage is the beginning of him and her, and he will not make any mistakes.

Two days later, Zhang Changrong joined them, and while no one was paying attention, he quietly came to Qin Jue's carriage and said in a low voice: "The people have already left Shanxi, and our people have taken over, don't worry." ”

There was nothing to do all the way, but when it was time to pass the mother's pass, something finally happened.

Luo Jinyan put Qin Jue's letter into the rosewood box of Ruyan Toulin, which was Qin Jue's tenth letter. He said he was about to leave for his return.

Luo Jinyan found that Qin Jue was still quite pleasing to the eye when he was not in the capital, for example, his letters, the handwriting was the same pavilion style, not the cursive script that he was best at, which looked clear and clear at a glance. The content is even more simple and clear, there is no ambiguity, and there is no chewing words, although it doesn't feel right, but it makes her look very comfortable.

Because of the experience of her previous life, she was not worried about Qin Jue's life, but she could guess that there must be a lot of troubles on his trip.

The horse market, until many years later, was still a headache for Zhao Ji.

She put the rosewood box containing the letter into the drawer, and just as she wanted to get up to look at Tianci, she saw Xia Zhi walk in and whispered in her ear: "Miss, the three cousins have all gone out, and the fourth cousin said yesterday that he would pick up a marriage gift for you, and he didn't return overnight." ”

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