At this moment, it was only four o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was dark, Chunxiang and Jiang Quan were in front of the car, Chang Yu sat in the car, opened the curtain and looked at the faintly visible grave in the barren grass and forest outside the car, looked up at the crows flying around in the sky, and a trace of shadow passed in his heart.

Damn, is Jia Dazhi sick, pick such a place. Chang Yu couldn't help but scold.

That's right, he came here to make a deal, and buy military funds with those gas guzzlers in Jingying, last time it was weapons, this time it was armor.

It was also a coincidence, there was no specific delivery date before, Chang Yu almost forgot about this stubble, and now Yang Wuwei was in a hurry, so he asked someone to find the old Hu in the palace to spread the word, and agreed to deliver the goods in Taipingzhuang before it got dark today.

"Brother Chang"

Just when Chang Yu was scolding, Jiang Quan shouted in front of the car, and then the car stopped, Chang Yu leaned out of the car, and with Jiang Quan's fingers, there were five big cars parked on the edge of a mixed forest in the distance.

"Be smart, if you don't feel right, run immediately" Chang Yu said and took out two crossbows and steel knives from the carriage and threw them to Chunxiang and the two, and then pinned a crossbow to his waist: "You two are waiting here, I'll go over and take a look first."

Chunxiang and Jiang Quan's faces immediately became nervous, and they looked around: "Brother Chang, is it possible that they still dare to eat black?" ”

Chang Yu pondered slightly: "With Yang Wuwei doing it, I don't think so, but the heart of guarding against people is indispensable" said and swept around: "Besides, I found such a place, it was too far away."

After speaking, he jumped out of the car and strode towards the woods in the distance, Chunxiang and Jiang Quan immediately turned the front of the car, stood up and looked around.

Cool sneer, snow and weeds on the ground, making a sound with Chang Yu's movements, with the crow figure that kept passing over his head, and the gloomy environment around him, Rao is such a bold person as Chang Yu also felt that his palms were sweaty, and he couldn't help but touch the crossbow on his waist.

There was a sound, and when Chang Yu was still more than twenty meters away from the carriage, more than ten people suddenly came out of the weeds and bushes around him, all holding steel knives and wrapped in black scarves.

Damn it! Chang Yu secretly screamed that it was not good, and the crossbow was instantly pulled out of his waist and carried it in his hand, as long as the other party moved, he would not mind killing.

"Chang Ye, please here" At this moment, a masked man suddenly spoke, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, and the others did not move, which made Chang Yu a little inexplicable, what the hell is this!

"Chang Ye" At this moment, a few people rushed in the distance, and Chang Yu heard it as soon as one person opened his mouth, it was Yang Wuwei, followed by Jia Dazhi, Luo Xingwei and Chen Xian.

"What does that mean?" Chang Yu didn't dare to relax his guard at all, and looked at Yang Wuwei and asked.

"Hey, it's hard to say, Chang Ye is talking here" Yang Wuwei said and beckoned to Chang Yu, Chang Yu hesitated for a while or followed.

"Why is Chang Ye so late? Seeing that it is going to be dark, if it is a little later, our brothers will go back," Jia Dazhi said with some displeasure.

"Some things have been delayed, Brother Jia will take care of it."

"Hey, I thought you ......" Luo Xingwei just wanted to say something, but was dragged by Chen Xian next to him, and quickly stopped talking.

"How did you find such a place for the hell?" A few people walked to the side of the carriage while talking, and Chang Yu dragged it in the carriage a few times, and then pulled out a cotton armor.

There is no doubt that the armaments of the Ming Dynasty are the world's leading or top in terms of technology and type in the same era, and this armor is a category that has a wide variety of types, making elves and being practical.

For example, this cotton armor is actually the most inexpensive and practical protective armor worn by ordinary soldiers in the late Ming Dynasty, made of cotton wrapped armor, not only warm in winter but also bulletproof level first-class, it is said to be more than several times stronger than armor.

The cotton armor that the Qing Dynasty was heavily equipped with was not even a copycat, because it was a copy of the cotton armor of the Ming Dynasty.

"Hey, Dazhi, you better make it clear, everyone in the province is unhappy when there is a gap in their hearts" Just when Chang Yu was checking the Mianjia, Yang Wuwei sighed, glanced at Jia Dazhi beside him and said.

Ahem, Jia Dazhi was a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly: "Chang Ye, don't be surprised, recently the Beijing camp has changed its head, and it has been strictly investigated from top to bottom, I'm afraid that after today, I can't make a living, I heard that this time it's not a joke, it's a real thing, and the reason why I made an appointment to this ghost place is also a last resort."

Chang Yu realized, it seems that Wang Jiayan's new official has burned the fire three times, and he hopes to spark the prairie and burn all the miscellaneous pieces in the Beijing camp.

"I see, I was just startled, I thought I was going to eat black," Chang Yu turned his head to look at the more than ten black-scarf masked people not far away and smiled.

Hahaha, Luo Xingwei laughed a few times: "Let's wait for you to come for a long time, I'm afraid that you will have a plan, why not be scared!" Everyone laughed when they heard this, Chang Yu was glad that there was a false alarm, and these people were still afraid that I would fish and enforce the law.

Three hundred cotton armor, less than a thousand taels of silver, Chang Yu only has more than 100 on him, according to the old rules, the rest is handed over to Yang Wuwei, because of the last experience, Jia Dazhi didn't say any nonsense this time, but has always regretted, why didn't he know Chang Yu earlier, he just tasted the sweetness and was about to stop, and he was annoyed in his words.

Chang Yu and the three drove six carts back to the city, and Jia Dazhi and the others dispersed.

Yang Wuwei offered to help catch the car, Chang Yu agreed, he was the only person who knew Chang Yu's identity, although he was not deeply involved and was not as good as a confidant, but this person was honest and righteous, and Chang Yu still looked at him differently.

In a hurry, a few people rushed into the city from Desheng Gate before dark, and then went all the way south from Bei'anmen (Di'anmen) into the imperial city, but Yang Wuwei did not follow up, Chang Yu still asked him to wait outside the front gate for the sake of caution.

After entering the imperial city, the convoy went straight to the imperial horse prison, Chang Yu distributed the cotton armor as soon as possible, and informed: rest as soon as possible, and go out of Beijing tomorrow morning to do business.

After explaining, Chang Yu hurriedly returned to the prince's mansion and prepared to take the silver taels and send them to Yang Wuwei.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the prince's mansion, he was told by Fang San that the prince was waiting for him in the palace, saying that he would give him practice.

In the Duanben Palace, the warmth is like spring, there is a low case in the main hall, the case has a number of refreshments, and a fist-sized Boshan furnace is placed in one corner, a trace of fragrance lingers, which makes people wake up.

Zhu Cihong sat upright on one side, saw Chang Yu coming in, and stretched out his hand to signal Chang Yu to sit down.

Chang Yu's face was expressionless, he sat down quietly on the cotton cushion, stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup and was about to pour tea, but was stopped by Zhu Cihong, only to see him personally pour tea for Chang Yu, and handed it over with respectful hands.

Chang Yu was a little surprised, on weekdays, no one talks to each other in plain language, which is beyond the rules in this era, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is disrespectful, at this time, Zhu Cihong's move is even more contrary to the knowledge of the monarch and ministers, and it is a mess of dignity and humility!

"Why is the prince like this, isn't it tormented by me" Chang Yu bowed up and didn't take the cup of tea.

Zhu Cihong immediately got up, still saluting with both hands, looked at Chang Yu and said with a serious face: "Since I knew you, I felt extraordinary, and then I was shocked to hear about the dream of the immortal Weng, and even more, I was respectful, and I didn't dare to be proud, just as my mother said, how can you be mortal when you get the dream of the immortal, you are not extraordinary, but also loyal to the Ming, although I am the prince, I do not underestimate you, we don't take the title of the lord and servant of the monarch, how about being a brother?" ”

Chang Yu looked stunned, looking at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old child in front of him saying this, he couldn't tell the truth from the truth in Zhu Cihong's words for a while.

After all, children are precocious these years, not to mention Zhu Cihong's prince, who has been instilled with all kinds of royal ways since he was a child, and he has a lot of credibility when he says this at this moment.

But after all, Zhu Cihong is only a teenager, although he looks only three or four years older than him, in fact, he was already twenty-six or seventy years old in his previous life, and his mind, mind and life experience are not comparable to this little child.

And Zhu Cihong does have an indescribable sense of dependence on him on weekdays, the kind of trust and intimacy between his eldest brothers, and even the habit of children who are pressed on weekdays will be inadvertently revealed, plus the so-called immortal dream, almost deifying himself. Therefore, he believes that Zhu Cihong's words are more sincere, and of course it is not ruled out that there are other factors.

After figuring out the joint, Chang Yu smiled slightly, reached out and poured a cup of tea, and saluted with both hands: "The way of the monarch and the minister is the family, and the brotherhood is the theory of people, the two are not contradictory, both can be had, come, replace the wine with tea, and dry this cup" The implication is that we can be kings and ministers and brothers.

This answer was too much into Zhu Cihong's mind, and he was immediately overjoyed: "It's done" said and raised his head.