Chapter 127: Poor Man
"The Imperial Court?"
Qin Xiao's heart sank, but he pretended not to understand and asked, "Brother Fat Fish, which court are you talking about?" ”
The fat fish's lips moved slightly, but he suddenly smiled: "I'm talking about the small court in the south." ”
"The Little Imperial Court?" Qin Xiao said: "Are you talking about Murong in Southern Xinjiang?" ”
Fat Fish nodded, "Not bad." ”
"The King of Jingnan, Murong Clan, is far away in southern Xinjiang, how did his tentacles reach Xiling?" Qin Xiao was surprised: "Big Brother Fat Fish, it shouldn't be like this." ”
Fat Yu said lightly: "Everyone in the world knows that King Jingnan will rebel, but the imperial court can't help the Murong family." In recent years, the imperial court has opened the horse market in the north, in fact, to show goodwill to the Tusun people in the north, and at the same time, it is also to let the Tusun people keep to themselves. The barbarians of the grassland, if it is a good year and the cattle and sheep are full, they are really unwilling to go south desperately. The purpose of their southward movement was never to occupy land, but to loot the property of the Tang Dynasty. ”
"Silk, porcelain, tea and even medicinal herbs in the Tang Dynasty are all scarce things for the Tusun people." Qin Xiao nodded and said, "And these goods are expensive in the grassland, and ordinary herdsmen can't afford to use them at all." ”
"There are too many good things in Datang, and before the horse market opened, they only looted." Fat Yu said: "After opening the horse market, they can exchange cattle and sheepskin goods and other goods for what they want, so naturally there is no need to fight, so the north has been peaceful all these years, although the new patriarch of the Duerhu Department claims to be the chosen son, and in recent years, he has expanded his strength in the grassland and annexed many tribes, but if he wants to become a climate, he will not be able to do it for a while and a half, and it will take at least a few years to form a threat, and he has not yet had the courage to go south to harass the Tang Dynasty." ”
Qin Xiao frowned and said, "If he really becomes a climate in the desert, he will definitely be a strong rival of the Tang Dynasty." ”
"The court doesn't have the energy to take care of him now." Fat Yu said: "I don't even have the energy to take care of Xiling." The Murong clan was not defeated by the imperial court to bow down to the court, but to negotiate peace. In recent years, everyone knows that the various preparations of the imperial court are to prepare for the conquest of the Murong clan, and the Murong clan is naturally clear. ”
"Are you saying that the Murong clan is afraid that the imperial court will really send troops to conquer southern Xinjiang, so they want to provoke turmoil in Xiling, so that the imperial court's energy has to be diverted to this side?"
Fat Fish smiled: "That's not just to stir up turmoil in Xiling. That King of Jingnan is cunning and cunning, and he has a good skill, otherwise it would be impossible to sit in southern Xinjiang, and even the court can't help him. The turmoil in Xiling was not only to attract the attention of the imperial court, but more importantly, to attract the attention of the Vedas. Brother Nalu Sheng is eyeing Xiling, but he has no chance to start, if the turmoil in Xiling starts and there is a mess, do you think Brother Nalu Sheng will miss such an opportunity? ”
"The Wutuo people entered Xiling, and the Tang army naturally couldn't turn a blind eye." Qin Xiao said: "When the Tang army leaves the customs, there is no time to care about southern Xinjiang. ”
Fat Yu nodded and said: "King Jingnan knows very well that the southern Xinjiang and the Tang Dynasty are fighting against each other, that is to be an enemy and a country, the longer the time, the more fully prepared the imperial court, the greater the threat to southern Xinjiang, so provoking turmoil in other places consumes the strength of the imperial court, and southern Xinjiang can survive." ”
Qin Xiao understood, nodded and said, "From this point of view, it is not impossible for Southern Xinjiang to stir up turmoil in Xiling. ”
Fat Yu sighed: "No matter who is behind the ghost, of course Xiling must quickly find out the truth, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." ”
Qin Xiao thought to himself, although Xiling was under the control of the three major gates and was rich in resources, but
In fact, it is just a competition between the forces of all parties, and the fact that the three major lords can enjoy the glory and wealth in Xiling is not how strong their own power is, it is nothing more than the checks and balances of all parties.
In the gap between the Tang Dynasty and the Wutuo, it is like a piece of fat in the eyes of two tigers, no matter which side has enough strength to swallow this piece of fat, but both sides have their own fears, so that the Xiling Gate valve can survive.
When I returned to Fucheng, it was already late at night.
The materials of the convoy mainly include grain and weapons, and the grain should be transported to the granary in the city, and the granary is managed by the Yuwen family, but the weapons must be transported to the armory under the jurisdiction of the Metropolitan Protectorate, and the convoy can only be divided into two groups, Fat Fish takes people to send the weapons to the armory, and Qin Xiao takes the rest of the people to the granary.
"King Riding School!" Qin Xiao rode in front, heard footsteps behind him, turned his head to look, and saw Chen Zhitai running forward with a smile on his face.
He still had two axes in his hand, which he naturally found later.
"Something?"
"The eldest prince asked me to receive the silver, where should I go to get it?" Chen Zhitai asked.
Qin Xiao shook his head and said: "I really don't know this, you can inquire again, since the eldest prince promised, of course he will not break his promise." ”
"I know, I know." Chen Zhitai smiled and said: "I just heard from them, it turns out that you are the riding school of the White Tiger Battalion, obedient, it's really amazing, you are already a riding school at a young age, no wonder kung fu is so powerful, even I am not your opponent." I'm still strange, my skills are not bad, ordinary twenty or thirty people can't get close to me, how can you defeat me with one sword? Now I understand that there is no shame in being defeated at the hands of the White Tiger Battalion Riding School. ”
Qin Xiao smiled: "Do you have anything else?" ”
"This .....!" Chen Zhitai hesitated for a moment before saying, "There is indeed a small matter to discuss with you." ”
"Say it." Qin Xiao said: "But the ugly words are ahead, I don't have silver, I don't want women, I don't have them, I lack them myself." ”
"How can I be, what does Wang Qixiao think of me?" Chen Zhitai followed Qin Xiao's mount and said as he walked: "Actually, I'm also an ambitious person, and I really don't pay much attention to Qian Mei. Wang Qixiao, can you let me also enter the White Tiger Battalion as a soldier? ”
"You?" Qin Xiao was surprised: "You want to be a soldier?" ”
Chen Zhitai glanced back at the convoy behind him and said, "They said that if you are a soldier in the white camp, ordinary soldiers will have five taels of silver a month, and if you make meritorious service, you will be rewarded .....!" I felt that I seemed to have said something wrong, I looked up, and sure enough, I saw Wang Qizheng looking at him with a strange look, and his heart sank, and he secretly thought that he really couldn't talk nonsense, which was going to affect his career, he smiled, and said: "Of course, silver is nothing, the important thing is that after being a soldier, you can protect your family and defend the country." ”
Qin Xiao sighed: "Third child, you were still the third master on the mountain yesterday, looting everywhere and harming the people, it has only been a day, and you have become eager to protect your family and defend the country?" ”
"Riding school, everybody makes mistakes sometimes." Chen Zhitai said unashamedly: "As long as you can change, you are still a good person." When do you think I'm going to report to the barracks? ”
Qin Xiao shook his head and said, "It's not so easy to enter the White Tiger Camp. ”
"Riding school, I have also seen those soldiers under your hands, their bodies are not as strong as mine, and they are not as majestic and brave as me." Chen Zhitai immediately said: "If I enter the White Tiger Camp, it must be your right-hand man, how can you miss it?"
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Qin Xiao glanced at him and said, "If you enter the White Tiger Camp, I don't dare to say anything else, but there is one thing that must be better than everyone." ”
"Does the riding school see my strengths?" Chen Zhitai's face was happy: "I don't know what you said?" ”
"Cheeky." Qin Xiao smiled: "Your cheeks are thicker than everyone else's. ”
Chen Zhitai was stunned, Qin Xiao had already shaken the reins of the horse, and quickly distanced himself from him.
The granary is in the northeast corner of the city, covering an area of not small, guarded by the Hou Mansion, the precautions are extremely strict, several roads leading to the grain and grass are guarded, and it is impossible for ordinary people to get close.
Qin Xiao came over with food, and the guards knew that it was the harvest of the thieves, and the convoy was smooth all the way.
When he arrived at the granary, someone came out to carry it, counted the number, and then registered it on the side, while Qin Xiao was invited to a small room to drink tea and have some snacks by the way.
Qin Xiao was not polite to this, he was really a little thirsty, someone brought tea, and brought two plates of pastries, just after eating two bites, he heard a cough behind him, he turned around, under the firelight, only to see a gray-robed man walking in from outside the door.
This man is about forty-seven or eighteen years old, with a fat body, a beard, fine skin and tender meat, and at first glance he is a pampered person.
Qin Xiao thought that it should be the official of the granary, put down the pastry, got up and arched his hand, and said, "In the lower White Tiger Camp Wang Xiao, I don't know what to call the honorable driver?" ”
"Wang Riding School." The middle-aged man walked to the table with a smile: "Sit down and talk, you don't have to be polite." I have heard of it for a long time, and when I saw it today, it was indeed a young hero. ”
Qin Xiao saw that the other party had never returned the salute to him, and thought to himself that even if you are a grain official, Lao Tzu is also the riding school of the White Tiger Battalion, and his status may not be lower than you.
He has always respected him, he respects people, since the other party is so rude, he doesn't take the other party in his eyes, sits down again, takes a piece of pastry and puts it in his mouth.
"How does it taste?" The middle-aged man sat at the table, touching his beard, looking at Qin Xiao like appreciating antiques, as if smiling.
Qin Xiao said casually: "It's okay." ”
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Wang Qixiao may not know that there are seven or eight processes before and after this piece of dim sum, including more than a dozen kinds of ingredients such as green plum, sugar, jujube paste, honey, osmanthus, etc., and there are very few people who can eat this kind of pastry." ”
Qin Xiao was stunned, glanced at the pastry in his hand, and then smiled: "Then I can be regarded as a mouthful." ”
"Some people are born rich and have what they want. Some people choose the right path, and they can have whatever they want. The middle-aged man sighed: "But most of the living beings in the world are snakes, insects, rats and ants, and there is no way to choose from birth to death." Looking at Qin Xiao and asking, "Do you know who is the most pitiful person in this world?" ”
Qin Xiao put down the pastry in his hand, how could he not hear what the other party said, and asked, "Please advise!" ”
"To be a poor person is to have the opportunity to make a choice, but you choose the wrong one, not only lose the glory and wealth you have gotten, but even never recover." The middle-aged man sighed: "This is the most pitiful person." ”
Qin Xiao remained silent and asked, "Dare to ask who Your Excellency is?" ”
"My surname is Meng!" The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Everyone calls me Uncle Meng, you can call me that!" ”