Chapter 90: The Bazaar

Similar to the merit monument, Liu Zuochen felt recognized by the people, and his heart was much more comfortable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There is no one in the Liu family who has been embraced and engraved his name on a stone tablet like him, and he is far away. I was a little excited, so much so that I ate two more small steamed buns for dinner.

"Childe, why do I always feel weird? It stands to reason that General Fu Yicheng should not be so hostile to us, and besides, why didn't the messenger sent by the emperor come for a long time? ā€

Wu Liuyi's untimely words touched Liu Zuochen's doubts, but the situation was like seeing flowers in a fog, and he couldn't see it really, how could he explain it clearly.

"Fuck it! Can't figure it out, can you suffocate Lao Tzu to death? Raising his eyebrows, Liu Zuochen looked at Wu Liuyi and smiled depressedly, "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, right!" ā€

Compromise, Liu Zuochen will also have it, just like he said, you can't suffocate to death!

Here Liu Zuochen is like a monk who is at a loss, and Liu Shangwu at the border is also quietly changing.

Xu Zaibo was faintly worried that Princess Ruxuan would change her hexagram, not to mention her success or failure, in this border where tigers and wolves were around, it was the thing he was most worried about not being cut off in his sleep.

Cool has this big handle in his hand, and he also passed this message back to Kyoto, so he pretended to be relaxed and wandered around with nothing to do early in the morning.

"Lord Xu, there is a market less than a hundred miles away from the camp, maybe there is something you like." As he spoke, he pointed to the west.

This soldier has some doorways, and when he saw me, he didn't even realize the difference in his identity, and there was a faint meaning between his words, thinking, Xu Zaibo clumsily rolled off the horse, "You come here." ā€

The soldier glanced left and right, as if to determine whether to summon him, and Xu Zaibo knew that it was to find out if anyone had noticed him.

"Lord Xu, what do you command?"

"Walk around me in the bazaar......"

"That's not going to work, Lord Xu! The little ones have to be on duty, or you should find someone else. As he spoke, he clenched his fists, hurriedly turned around a few tents, and disappeared.

I had some doubts in my heart, but I just wanted to make a further judgment through conversation, looking at the direction where the soldiers were gone, the shouting was earth-shattering, and I muttered: Go to the martial arts arena to be on duty, is it true or false?

Fake, of course! The words are neither arrogant nor humble, and they leave as if they are fleeing, who in the entire military camp does not know that I am here to touch Liu Shangwu's head? Aren't you worried that people will see the clues?

Slanting the corners of his mouth and smiling, Xu Zaibo said secretly: If it is not bad, this side of the pass is not an iron plate dominated by Liu Shangwu.

It's just that he was faintly worried, not Liu Shangwu's trap, holding the tuft of goatee under his chin, he hesitated.

Fuck it! It can also make Liu Shangwu scared, and it is not a Longtan tiger's den, leave a word to the princess, forgive him and dare not do it at this time,......

On the road, Xu Zaibo, who was thoughtful, suddenly realized that the soldiers on this side were the team that Prince Qing had commanded for many years, and the old subordinates could really all return to Liu Shangwu's house? Besides, how could the emperor let him sit on the ground and be the king, and he had to make arrangements in secret? Thinking about it, the hesitation disappeared, and the humming song on his mouth didn't even feel that the road was bumpy.

Before noon, the group inquired all the way to this side of the town.

With his stomach growling and looking at the bazaar, where can I find a clue in this fucking place where dragons and snakes are mixed? Xu Zaibo, who pouted, felt very teased, and commanded in a muffled voice: "Find a restaurant to fill your stomach!" ā€

Even if he changed into civilian clothes with his entourage, his pot-bellied appearance was still easily reminiscent of a person who was either rich or noble, or pampered.

"Guest officer, please come inside." The shopkeeper, who was greeting him respectfully, turned around and shouted loudly: "Expensive... Guest..., six! ā€

The sudden voice of the high ground made Xu Zaibo, who walked beside him, startled, glanced at the shopkeeper angrily, and said in his heart, people in the poor countryside are vulgar and uneducated, and they still need to shout so loudly, how many do you want to scare to death?

The shopkeeper threw away the piece of cloth that wiped his hands and beckoned, "This uncle, please come from afar to the private room upstairs." ā€

"Know this...... Uncle came from afar? ā€

Frowning and raising his head high, Xu Zaibo hesitantly turned his head to look out of the door, and Xiao Ersi, who was standing next to the door, nodded lightly with his eyes on his shoulders.

Don't fuck it's a black shop! Slandering, I couldn't help laughing at myself again, I was scared by Liu Shangwu for so once, and according to this situation, without him Liu Shangwu doing it, he scared himself to death.

"Locals, how can you be so white and rich uncle." Smiling wryly, the shopkeeper stretched out his arm and motioned, "Please go upstairs." ā€

"Hmmm! There is a delicious meal to be delivered quickly, this ...... Uncle is really hungry. ā€

"Soon, soon, soon......"

The wine and food were really fast, as if he knew that he Xu Zaibo was coming, and the tea had just had a color, and all kinds of dishes were personally brought to the table by the shopkeeper.

"Uncle, you use it slowly, if you eat and drink well, if you want to go around or ask something, just say hello."

If you can't hear a word, it's really a mallet, and he sent the shopkeeper out of the door with his eyes, Xu Zaibo still thought deeply: There is no doubt that these people want to help him, but who do they serve? Prince Qing or the emperor, or a new force?

The chest that was rumbling and hungry was pressed against the back, but suddenly I had a thought, and the deliciousness was like chewing wax.

……

Standing in the restaurant, he pushed open the window, pointed to a commercial inn a little away, and the shopkeeper said calmly: "Uncle, look there." ā€

The merchant inn, also a two-storey building, looks at the wall white paint from a distance, compared with other buildings in this remote town, it is very standing out from the crowd, there are people in various costumes coming in and out of the door, a common feature is that they are all happy, whether it is a person who goes away in a carriage, or a person carrying a basket behind a single horse.

"What is the ...... about?" Glancing at the shopkeeper standing beside him, Xu Zaibo said again: "A bunch of peddlers and pawns!" ā€

"That's right! If you're not interested in ......, that's it! Spread out his hands and shrank his head, the shopkeeper was quite self-deprecating.

This guy is a stubble that is not easy to give to each other! Thinking to himself, Xu Zaibo originally wanted to try not to ask in person, but at this time, the shopkeeper refused to take the bait, and his face was a little unbearable. What is Lao Tzu's identity, what is your identity!? Do you want Lao Tzu to whisper and beg you?

He was afraid of Liu Shangwu in his heart, but the restaurant shopkeeper in front of him, who was only ear-high, really had no reason to be afraid of him.

"Don't give Lao Tzu some thin soup and little water, if you want to tell Lao Tzu something, it's early!"

After arriving at such a field, Xu Zaibo had reason to believe that this group of people definitely wanted to use his hand to exclude or criticize Liu Shangwu, so he turned around and sat back on the chair after a sentence, and ordered his entourage, "Go down!" Keep your eyes peeled! ā€

"Hehehe...... shopkeeper laughed dryly, turned around and gently closed the window, "Lord Xu has a sharp eye, and he can see through the small one at a glance, Gao Ming, really Gao Ming!" ā€

I am very disgusted with the flattering face of the shopkeeper, although he Xu Zaibo also belongs to this ranks, but for some reason he hates this groveling even more, is it the great change in the court at that time that made his personal emotions change? He wasn't sure, because he knew that he shouldn't have been a good person before that.

"It's very simple, that is Liu Shangwu's son's business inn, at the junction of the two countries...... Quite profitable! ā€

Expecting such a situation, Xu Zaibo brought the teacup to his mouth, took a sip, and did not speak.

"Hehe......" smiled slightly embarrassedly, and the shopkeeper continued: "Lord Xu should know that Liu Zuochen's goods are all priceless, and there is news that the goods here are the most sufficient, which can basically meet the needs of visitors." ā€

Xu Zaibo agrees with the saying that there is no price and no market, and says that there is often a shortage of supply in Kyoto. He noticed that the shopkeeper said that "there was news", and he couldn't help but turn his head and examine him from head to toe again, and asked, "What does it mean to be sufficient?" ā€

In his understanding, sufficient should mean very well prepared, but it is clear that the shopkeeper means something.

"Fully enough to ......, even the scattered silver is pulled away in boxes, every day, this is not counting the bulk goods traded with silver tickets!"

"Ahh Sure enough, the shopkeeper's words made him almost jump up from the chair, and he had been drinking tea for a long time and listening, but at this time, he couldn't hold it, and the tea was scattered half of his clothes, and he slapped it with his hands in a panic.

Very satisfied with the shock caused by Xu Zaibo, the shopkeeper smiled slightly.

"Lord Xu, are you also wondering, where has such a large amount of money gone? With such a rate of income, if there are four or five places, the treasury may not be able to reach it, and besides, if the business on the ground of Da'antai is so hot, how much tax can the imperial court receive? Or have you ever received boxes of tax taels? ā€

Such a statement is undoubtedly a thorough understanding of the front and back of the business stack, so deliberate, why has it not been revealed until now? Thinking about it, Xu Zaibo, who narrowed his eyes, asked in a deep voice: "Then ......, who are you?" Assigned by whom? ā€

"Small...... The humble status is not enough to be embarrassed in front of you, and the statement of who is assigned ...... makes it very difficult for the small one to accept, anyway, it is good for you, how can you be instructed? ā€

The shopkeeper smiled at him, and refused to reveal half a word of his identity.

"Humph! Think you can't find out this level? "Knowing that it will be such a result, I refuse to give up easily, and I can't afford to intimidate something, just talk nonsense, and I can't beat my mouth.

"The little one believes in your Master Xu's extraordinary ability, but at the junction here, life is not as simple as you think."

"Oh?" Amused by his words, Xu Zaibo smiled and said: "On the realm of Da'antai, the imperial court officials are still ineffective?" ā€