Chapter 139: Winter in Northern Xinjiang

"It's too cold in northern Xinjiang this year, and it's not good." Liang Yuan took a sip of wine and warmed up.

"The winter is cold, and Beidi is prone to problems." Jing Mu smiled and said, "Although the Cheng family master used the last formation to take away tens of thousands of people in Beidi before. ”

"But we have also lost the Cheng family master permanently."

"After the death of Cheng Jiwei, the head of the Cheng family, the royal family sent troops to the Cheng family, whether there is a secret or not, this is an indisputable fact."

"And the wife of the head of the Cheng family died in this battle between the royal family and the Cheng family."

"So if Beidi is really forced to make a comeback in the cold winter, the Cheng family may not send someone over." Jing Mu said with some worry.

Liang Yuan shook his head: "No, if it really comes to that time, the people of the Cheng family will definitely come." ”

"I've been here for several years, and I've had a lot of dealings with the Cheng family."

"They'll definitely come." Liang Yuan said very firmly.

The reason why the head of the Cheng family can have such a good reputation in Northern Xinjiang is that in addition to strength, he is also reliable.

No matter when, as long as there is a big war in northern Xinjiang, the head of the Cheng family will definitely be there.

After Cheng Yunmo finished looking for a venue, he returned to Cheng's house, and as soon as he returned to Cheng's house, he immediately went to Cheng Zhao's place.

Thirty percent of the sea, she didn't just talk.

Shipping was a lucrative industry, bringing the tea, porcelain, and silk of the Min Dynasty to the other side of the sea to sell.

Then the low price is close to some foreign things that are loved by the people of the Min Dynasty, and the difference in price is extremely considerable.

Even if Cheng Yunmo only needs thirty percent, it is enough to feed ordinary people's families for several generations.

For them, it is enough wealth to spend hundreds of lifetimes.

"Second Uncle has time now?"

"Yes." Since Cheng Yiqing began to gradually take over the Cheng family, Cheng Zhao has also been visibly idle.

Every day, I have a little time to water the flowers and chat with the birds.

"I went to Chen's today to find a place and asked them for 30% of their shipping profits." Cheng Yunmo said lightly, and very consciously poured a cup of tea for Cheng Zhao that he had brewed.

"Thirty percent profit? I'm afraid the head of the Chen family is not so generous, right? Cheng Zhao said with a smile.

"He's really not that generous, but today I went to kick the gym, and I successfully kicked it down, so I can't tolerate him not giving it." Cheng Yunmo said very domineeringly.

"So come over and ask the second uncle if he has any suggestions."

"How did the Chen people offend you?" Cheng Zhao glanced at Cheng Yunmo in surprise.

"I made you do it so well."

Cheng Yunmo didn't say much, after all, saying the reason would only make her second uncle even angrier.

"So don't offend me easily." Cheng Yunmo smiled.

"Thirty percent of the profits, if the Chen family master really takes it out, it is estimated that he will be angry."

"But since it's Momo's trophy, it's already ours, how can he withhold it and not give it."

Cheng Zhao patted himself: "Don't worry, leave this matter to me, and it will not let Mo'er's hard work be in vain." ”

After a pause, he said with a somewhat serious expression: "These are all trivial matters, let's get down to business." ”

"Second uncle, please speak."

"The weather is unusually cold this year, and I have an old man who works in northern Xinjiang, and he said that Beidi is afraid that he is forced to survive and will make a comeback."

"Who is that friend of yours, and is the information reliable?" Cheng Yunmo's expression also became serious.

"Reliable." Cheng Zhao said with great certainty.

"So, if it really happens, will the people of the Cheng family go or not?"

Cheng Yunmo was very silent, and said in a heavy tone: "In fact, the reason why the Cheng family has stood so far is not only because of its own strength, but also because of the blood of the ancestors. ”

"There are many heads of the Cheng family who have sacrificed for the northern frontier, as long as the people of the royal family can think about it, then the emperor will not move the Cheng family because of so many lives."

"Because they have no reason."

"This is also the ancestor of the Cheng family who is protecting the Cheng family with his life, as long as the Cheng family is low-key and does not die."

"The royal family has no position to move the Cheng family."

Cheng Zhao also sighed: "Among the families, the Chu family in southern Xinjiang and the Cheng family in southern Fujian are the oldest. ”

"If the two are discussed, the Chu people in southern Xinjiang are more ancient."

"The foundation of the Chu people in southern Xinjiang is immortality, and the legend says that the high priest of the Chu people can know the destiny of heaven and measure the future."

"And whether my Cheng family has such a ability, so the reason why the Cheng family has stood so far and not fallen, it is also very important for the head of the Cheng family to have so much blood."

"But after all, the royal family has done something sorry for the Cheng family, so Yunmo, are you still going?"

Still going?

Can you really do things for the royal family without any worries?

But is guarding the northern frontier just doing things for the royal family?

"If there really is a ...... day"

"Go, I'll go!" Cheng Yunmo said very firmly.

"My mother said before sacrificing for the Cheng family that the affairs between the Cheng family and the royal family must not involve innocent people."

"The matter of sending troops was done by the royal family, and it has nothing to do with northern Xinjiang, let alone the people of northern Xinjiang."

"Moreover, if I go, even if the emperor is out of guilt, he can tolerate the Cheng family more."

"The Cheng family is indeed rebuilding the wooden guard now, but it will take time to recover to its original strength."

"Moreover, Yiqing also needs time."

Cheng Yunmo said lightly: "If that day really comes, I will definitely go." ”

"The Cheng family and the royal family are the affairs of the Cheng family and the royal family, and they have nothing to do with northern Xinjiang."

"Human life is at stake!"

After all, human life is at stake!

Yin Fengyuan, Cheng Suyin gave the flower medicine and said lightly: "I heard that you went to the Chen Kick Hall." ”

"How does my cousin know?"

"I also asked for 30% of Chen's shipping profits." Cheng Suyin smiled very gently: "After all, the entire Cheng family has spread all over the world, and it is difficult for me not to know." ”

"When Chen Zhou died of his mother, he came to Cheng's house once and wanted to marry me as a concubine."

"When the Cheng family was in a difficult time in the past, I naturally endured this."

"Now that the Cheng family has eased up, and I have nothing to do, this time I naturally want to get it back."

"Don't they all say that only women and villains in this world are difficult to raise?" Cheng Yunmo said with a smile.

But he was coldly hugged by Cheng Suyin: "You have been wronged." ”

Cheng Yunmo froze, his brain suddenly went blank, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

When his eyes gradually turned red, after a long time, Cheng Yunmo gradually hugged Cheng Suyin back with his hand, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Cousin, I am not wronged. ”

Cheng Yunmo smiled, but he was still in the mood to comfort Cheng Suyin, who was distressed: "Anyway, I don't have to suffer a loss in this matter, after all, the Chen family has also paid the price for this." ”

"Second uncle, do they know about this?"

Cheng Yunmo shook his head: "I don't know, except for the person who spread the word at the time, I only told my cousin about this matter." ”

No wonder there was no movement on Cheng Zhao's side, didn't he know about it?

In Yingshui Village, Northern Xinjiang, Ji Chi felt the overwhelming chill as soon as he opened the door.

Ji Chi rubbed his hands and went out until he passed a small ditch dug by man.

Ji Chi came to the opposite house, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Song Tingyu sweeping in the yard.

In this courtyard, only his master lives on weekdays.

Even if he lived the closest, it would have been a quarter of an hour's walk to get there.

Ji Chi saluted and said, "Master." ”

"Well, this winter is extremely cold, let's add half percent of the carbon fire money to each person this year." Song Tingyu said lightly.

"Yes, thank you, master."

Although adding half percent is not too much, it is already good to be able to add half percent.

In previous years, when they were in the imperial capital, those of them who had been trained since childhood did not use carbon fire.

I didn't expect to come to northern Xinjiang this year, the weather was extremely cold, it was them, if they didn't use a soup woman at night, it would be very difficult.

Jing Mu felt that he was about to die of cold, as if he was about to freeze into a humanoid ice sculpture.

Although Bu Gu had already placed eight braziers around him, Jing Mu still didn't have a little heat on his body.

He could only feel the thickness of the quilt that was about to overwhelm him.

But the cold also had the advantage of prolonging the interval between his poisonous hairs.

Of course, the time for his poison to pass has also been extended.

According to the explanation given by Dr. He, it was too cold.

This is no longer a question of whether it is cold or not, but whether it will directly freeze people to death.

Jing Mu stretched out his fingertips, which were frozen and white, and couldn't help but lean into the brazier.

If he had not known, his hand in the fire would have been the same as the hand of someone else had been in the fire.

Then he really wanted to put his hand in the fire and burn it.

That's probably the only way to make his ice-cube-like hands feel a little warm, right?

"Childe, no." Not lonely stopped Jing Mu in time before he put his hand into the brazier.

Jing Mu came back to his senses and smiled disguisedly: "It's too cold." ”

"Childe, bear with me, I'll bring a few braziers." Not alone.

Jing Mu couldn't help coughing: "No need, I can't put this room down." ”

Jing Mu looked at the seven or eight braziers in front of him: "If you put it again, this house shouldn't be able to treat people." ”

Jing Mu looked at the seven or eight braziers in front of him, knowing that this was not a matter of how many braziers there were at all.

It's his problem.

"Then I'll go get a few more soup ladies and put them in the quilt to warm the bed for my son."

"Okay, let's go."

Bu Lonely helped Jing Mu to lie down, tucked the quilt for him, and after making sure that a trace of wind could not penetrate it, he moved the brazier farther away.

Because he was worried that Jing Mu would have the action just now, he hurriedly got the soup woman and returned to Jing Mu's bed to guard.

Bu Gu put Tang Pozi into the quilt, and then folded the quilt for Jing Mu.

He sat on the edge of the bed and kept watch.

To be honest, there were seven or eight braziers in the room, and it wasn't very cold anymore.

But for Jing Mu, it was still very cold.

was in a poisonous hair, and it was very cold, which was even more difficult for Jing Mu.

Jing Mu fell asleep again groggily under the care of Bu Gu, but this sleep was not peaceful.

It's really cold.

It was so cold that his bones hurt.

When the Cheng family received the will from the palace, it was a morning, and Cheng Yunmo had just finished eating at Cheng Suyin's place.