O festival envoy!

Although Lin Zhao didn't know how many people there were in Shuo Fangjun now, when he heard Lin Jian say the word "holding festivals", his heart twitched.

The word "Jiejie" is used in other places, which is nothing more than ordering the herdsmen to guard the land, but if it is placed in Lingzhou and Shuofang, it means that this General Kang Dongping is the Lingzhou Jiedu Envoy, Shuofang Jiedu Envoy!

The local military and political governments are all in the festival, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a little king!

Military generals are inherently more dangerous than Wenchen, and they can't be easily provoked, let alone military generals of this level!

If there were people in the dark who were staring at the Lin Mansion all the time, they would definitely find that since Lin Zhao entered the Lin Mansion, Lin Jian had not come out once, then no matter how inconspicuous Lin Zhao was, he would definitely be noticed by these people in the shadows!

Although he couldn't be sure whether these people sent by Shuo Fang to Yuezhou would be bored enough to attack him, if Lin Zhao knew the identity of the other party's Jiedu envoy in advance, not to mention one hundred guan money, that is, two hundred guan money and three hundred guan money, he would not easily nod and agree.

Zhao Xie was uncomfortable by him, and frowned: "What are you worried about, you are the son of the Lin family, you can find out at a check, the Lin family comes in and out every day, you are not eye-catching, you can't pay attention to you, no matter how brutal Kang Dongping is, he only wants to attack Yuan Dagong alone, and it is impossible to attack the entire Yuezhou Lin family." ”

He looked at Lin Zhao and said, "That's why I came to look for you, finding anyone to deliver a letter may kill him, and it is safest for you to report the letter." ”

Lin Zhao's brows stretched slightly, but his face was still a little unsightly, he gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, this trip is too risky, and a hundred times is not enough!" ”

Zhao Xie first took out another piece of gold from his arms, settled the balance for Lin Zhao, and then said with a wry smile: "I don't have any money either." ”

He is a person in the rivers and lakes, it is impossible for him to carry too much money on him, and it is very rare to be able to take out a hundred yuan with him.

He looked at Lin Zhao's face and said helplessly: "My knife is worth a lot of money, if you have to ask for money, just take it and treat it, but when the ticket has to be given to me, I have to redeem it." ”

People in the rivers and lakes generally value their own weapons, Zhao Xie can say this, it is already very rare, Lin Zhao pursed his lips, took out the white paper that Lin Jian gave him from his sleeve, spread it out in front of Zhao Xie, and said: "This is the silver money that Yuan Dagong asked me to transfer to you, for you to treat your injuries and bury your brother, a total of two hundred and forty-three yuan, when you are healed, go to the money village to bring it up." ”

Lin Zhao snorted: "I should have divided half of it, but you Zhaojiazhai died, I am embarrassed to ask for more, you take 200 yuan of this money, and give me the rest of the fraction." ”

Zhao Xie looked at the money ticket in front of him, slightly moved, he shook his head and sighed: "After many years, Yuan Dagong is as humble and gentleman as he was back then. ”

Lin Zhao's face was still not good-looking, but he still stood up and took a few steps back.

"Uncle Seventh said that he should have come to see you, but he was afraid of causing trouble to the two of us, so let me do it to you on his behalf."

After that, he tidied up the clothes on his body and looked deeply at Zhao Xie who was lying on the bed.

"Yuezhou Lin's family, thank you for the kindness of Zhao Jiazhai."

Zhao Xie's expression changed greatly, regardless of the wounds on his body, he was about to struggle to get up, and waved his hand again and again: "Yuan Dagong is the great benefactor of Zhao Jiazhai, how can this be ......?"

This era attaches great importance to etiquette, Lin Zhao and Lin Jian are uncles and nephews, he replaces Lin Jian, just like Lin Yuanda personally attends the ceremony, there is no difference, of course Zhao Xie refuses to accept this courtesy.

In a hurry, he almost fell out of bed, and pulled the wound on his body again, sweating immediately on his forehead, and blood also came out of the wound on his back.

Lin Zhao shook his head helplessly, stepped forward to support Zhao Xie, and said: "There is nothing to be ashamed of, human life is at stake, your family is dead for the seventh uncle, it is not an exaggeration for him to kowtow to you, so naturally you can stand him." ”

Zhao Xie reluctantly sat back on the bed, his forehead was already full of sweat because of the pain: "If it weren't for Yuan Dagong back then, more than 2,000 people in Zhaojiazhai would have fallen to the ground, I'm afraid their heads would have landed......"

"One yard to one yard."

Lin Zhao helped him back to the bed, then poured out the medicine that was frying in the medicine jar, put it beside Zhao Xie, and said: "Seventh Uncle asked you to take care of your injuries with me, but I said in advance, you will leave me as soon as you are injured, I don't want to have anything to do with people in the rivers and lakes." ”

Speaking of this, Lin Zhao added.

"I will write down your daily expenses and deduct them from this money."

"I really don't know what you've been through, how can you be such a philistine at such a young age?"

Zhao Xie shook his head: "You and Yuan Dagong are not like each other at all. ”

Lin Zhao really needs money at this time, he needs to accumulate his original capital as soon as possible, so that he and his mother can live a good life first, but having money is only the first step, and the second step is to use these capitals to elevate his social status, otherwise even if he is rich, he will be pressed by the word "mother" for a lifetime.

"I'm not his son, how can I be like him."

Lin Zhao didn't bother to talk to Zhao Xie, and after briefly tidying up the house, he locked the door and went out.

He has been busy since he got up in the morning, and now he has not eaten the rice.

However, this day's busyness is not without gain, even with the scattered gold given to him by Zhao Xie and Lin Jian, he has netted about 110 yuan in one day today, counting the 43 yuan that Zhao Xie owes him, a total of 153 yuan.

This money is simply too critical for Lin Zhao at the moment.

In the next few days, in addition to buying medicinal herbs and food for Zhao Xie, Lin Zhao still went to work at the Sanyuan Bookstore as usual, as if nothing had happened.

After all, for Lin Zhao, a hundred yuan is only the most basic capital, and if you really want to make a lot of money, you still have to get movable type printing first, so the work of Sanyuan Bookstore cannot be lost for the time being.

On the third day of returning to work, Lin Zhao was calculating the income of the bookstore last month on the counter, which was one of the tasks assigned to him by Xie Sanyuan.

Because it was too troublesome to use a brush to calculate little by little, Lin Zhao simply made a list, and was holding a thin brush, lying on the counter to calculate.

Suddenly, a voice came.

"Shop, I want to order a set of engravings."

When Lin Zhao heard this, he immediately raised his head and saw a young man who was only about fifteen years old, holding two or three pages of paper in his hand, standing at the door of the Sanyuan bookstore.

Ordering engraving is a big business, Xie Sanyuan, who was lying at the door with his eyes closed, immediately opened his eyes and greeted him with a smile on his face.

The boss went up, Lin Zhao pretended not to see it, and continued to bow his head to settle the account, and after a while, the guest at the door threw a deposit of five yuan to Boss Xie, left a few chapters of blank paper, and turned to leave.

It was already afternoon at this time, and it would definitely be too late to send them to the printing workshop, so Xie Sanyuan put the three pieces of paper in front of Lin Zhao and said, "Put them away first, and send them to the printing workshop early tomorrow morning to engrave them." ”

"What kind of people, two or three pieces of paper will make a set of engravings."

As Lin Zhao spoke, he reached out and took the blank papers, and subconsciously glanced at the contents of the paper.

With just one look, he immediately froze.

On the top piece of paper, the title is written in a few handsome and chic characters.

"Ask Kang Thief Wen!"

Lin Zhao's hairs suddenly exploded!