When the Lu family's convoy arrived in Fuling, it was already half a month later, and along the way, they encountered two groups of grass bandits and four groups of eagle dogs suspected of mustard seeds. Gu Yu is also generous, and sure enough, he did it, and when he arrived in Fuling, he gave Jiang Jue nine new coins, and one new coin was a hundred old knife coins.

Nine new coins is almost a huge amount of money, and Jiang Jue generously divided three of Jing Qijun. Jing Qijun sent these three hundred and two sword coins? The dignified palace master is also a temple figure in Pakistan, and she is naturally not inferior to these three new coins of the queen of Pakistan, but she still accepted it.

"Childe, you guys walk everywhere in Fuling." Gu Yu said.

Jiang Jue nodded, this is the rule, after all, the Lu family caravan still has to sell cloth and silk.

Jiang Jue was very interested in Fuling, because Jiang Hou had fought with Chu in Fuling, and he even gambled with his husband in Wujiang outside Fuling.

Crossing the Wujiang River and going southeast is Qianzhong, but this place is now all under the King of Bailu, the general of the Chu State to conquer the west.

Bachu takes the Wujiang River as the boundary river and divides the river to rule, Fuling naturally has a lot of soldiers, and the Miao soldiers under the command of the general Bailu King of the Chu State to the east of the Wujiang River are also guarding this place, after all, although the two countries are truce, it is only a verbal agreement, and the war may recur at any time.

Gu Yu went to sell cloth and silk with Lao Fu and servants, and Jiang Jue was not interested in these merchants, so he led Ze Qi Guanzhuang and Jing Qijun around.

"Be careful, Fuling is a mustard fiefdom." Jing Qijun's impression of Jiang Jue improved along the way, and he even felt a little guilty, after all, he was besieged and killed by suspected mustard eagle dogs four times because of himself.

Jing Qijun was not annoyed, a dignified Pakistani Taibao was narrow-minded to this extent. In addition to the identity of the Pakistani Taibao, Mustard Seed also has an identity of Zhigui in the east, and Fuling is the fiefdom of Mustard Seed.

"I don't think anyone in the city would dare to be so blatant." Jiang Jue said with a smile.

Jing Qijun couldn't help pouting, obviously he killed people on the street in Jiangcheng, the capital of Pakistan, but he killed the servants of the noble son of the Xie family, and now he still looks light.

"Out of town?" Although Jiang Jue was consulting Jing Qijun's opinion, his foot movements did not stop.

Jing Qijun looked at the two people who were leaving the city, so he had to follow quickly.

"Childe, look, the white deer flag on the opposite side is the banner of the white deer king, the general of the Chu State Zhengdong, and it is rumored that the white deer king likes to eat the white linghuang finch the most, and a plate of white linghuang finch requires hundreds of fresh yellow finches, only the tongue of the finch is taken." Qi Guanzhuang pointed to the white deer flag waving in the wind across the Wujiang River and said.

"How much is this plate of white linghuang finches?" Jiang Jue smacked his tongue when he listened, a plate of dishes costs hundreds of yellow finch? However, what he was most concerned about was how much this plate of white linghuang finches was worth.

"Immeasurable, Xiong Ran, the king of Chu, assigned four or five cities to the White Deer King to barely fill his stomach." Qi Guanzhuang said.

Four or five cities, that is hundreds of thousands of people, can feed a White Deer King? Jiang Jue suddenly felt sad.

"This kind of person is called a corpse vegetarian person," Jing Qijun has fought with the White Deer King in Fuling with Jiang Hou, it is undeniable that the White Deer King's brute strength is amazing, but she has always despised this kind of corpse vegetarian person.

"Why doesn't Jiang Hou take back the land of Qianzhong?" Qi Guanzhuang asked.

"Pakistan is no longer able to support itself after years of war, and it is not easy to recover the country, and it is really beyond the reach of Qianzhong and Wuling." Jing Qijun explained the confusion for the two.

Jiang Jue nodded, he personally experienced the battle of the Nanban, although the orthodox forces of the Nanban represented by the White Wolf Village won the battle of Caiping, but the entire 200,000 warriors of the Nanban died seventy-seven or eighty-eight, and the Nanban had to raise the people for at least four or five years before they could regain their vitality.

"Half of the 600,000 Ba households have no men." Jing Qijun said a shocking number.

Of the 600,000 households, half of them have no men, and if they continue to fight, I am afraid that there will be no more men in the prime of life among the Ba people.

"Go back, cold." Jiang Jue sighed.

He is the most tolerant of cold, where will he be afraid of the cold? His heart was cold, and his hard-hearted heart suddenly softened after hearing the shocking figures.

Jiang Jue's heart is like a reckless plain, vast and desolate, and he really can't fit too many people. However, he pretended to be Jiang Wangshu, a person who pretended to be the entire country of Pakistan.

"If Pakistan were in trouble, what would you choose?" Jiang Jue asked Jing Qijun very seriously.

Jing Qijun's departure from Jiangcheng means that he is no longer the palace master of the palace, and Jiang Jue wants to hear Jing Qijun's sincere words.

"After all, I'm still a Pakistani person," Jing Qijun said in disappointment, "If Pakistan is really in trouble, how can I be willing to stand by and watch?" ”

The answer is the same, Jiang Wangshu has been suppressed all his life and is willing to protect this land and the people on the land, Jing Qijun was driven out of the Luoyi School Palace by mustard seeds and still remembers the identity of the Ba people.

Jiang Jue is actually a person born and raised in the land of Citrus, but he has never had a sense of belonging and identity to this land, whether it is called the country of Citrus or the country of Pakistan. He guessed that it should be because he was the grandson of Xuanlang, not a Pakistani person, so he had no sense of identity and belonging, whether it was the former Fang country or the current Pakistani country.

Jiang Jue suddenly regretted that he didn't listen to Xuanlang, and the clues about his mother's whereabouts were also broken, and his identity and origin were also very vague.

Gu Yu was waiting at the gate of Fuling City, Jiang Jue was not surprised, after all, this woman could be in charge of a caravan, and it was strange that she didn't know the movements of her group of three.

"Childe, the little girl has been waiting for a long time," Gu Yu said with a sad face, "The price of Fuling cloth and silk silk is low this year, and it is not easy to sell, and most of the remaining ones have not been sold." ”

Jiang Jue doesn't know the way of businessmen, but he also knows that the price is low, and if he can't sell it, he must be a loss-making deal. He asked tentatively, "So go back now?"

Gu Yu twisted the corners of his clothes with both hands and whispered: "The little woman has a reluctant request, that is, to ask the prince to escort her one more ride to sell cloth in Chu State."

Jiang Jue didn't speak, the three of them had long felt that Gu Yu's motives were not pure, after all, a huge caravan did not recruit other knights, but there was something important and did not want too many people to know, so as not to leak the news.

Seeing that Jiang Jue didn't speak, Gu Yu hurriedly said, "I'll add money."

"Okay." Jiang Jue nodded. People die for money, birds die for food, since Gu Yu is willing to add money, he wants to see what Gu Yu's idea is.

Jing Qijun said with a little worry: "I'm afraid it's not a small risk to go to Chu State."

Although Bachu has been ruled by dividing the river and has ceased fighting for a long time, Jing Qijun is still worried.

"War is a matter of war, and it doesn't hinder businessmen," Gu Yu said, "As long as there is money, where can it go?" ”

Since he plans to go to Chu State, he can only take a detour to Wuling, and Fuling is strictly guarded here and cannot cross the border. So the Lu family caravan set off again.

A few days later, the Lu family caravan bypassed Wuling and arrived in Qianzhong, sure enough, there was money to make the ghost grind, the Wuling defenders did not make it too difficult for the Lu family caravan, and even Jiang Jue met several caravans along the way, with different accents.

"Hello businessman, make a lot of money." Qi Guanzhuang exclaimed. When he was a grass bandit, his favorite thing was to rob passing caravans, and when he met fat sheep, he could harvest enough to eat for several years. However, the caravan is also divided into size, the larger caravan ordinary grass bandits and rogues do not dare to start, the bandit den of Qiguanzhuang was the largest bandit den in Yuzhou, not to say that it is a businessman, even the military rations and baggage have also been robbed.

Gu Yu glanced at Qi Guanzhuang and said: "The others only saw the businessmen eating meat, but they didn't see the businessmen being beaten. These cloth silk silk silk costs capital, the domestic servants need wages, the laborers need wages, the Laofu knight needs to be paid, the checkpoint has to be taxed, the border is taxed, and if the Laofu knight dies, he has to lose money, so it is only enough to make a living. ”

Jiang Jue didn't know that there were these doorways, after all, along the way, he ate and solved the grass bandits and rogues, and he was studying, and he didn't delay either. As for the relationship, it was all Gu Yu's shot, and a female streamer was able to manage the entire caravan in an orderly and orderly manner.

"Gongzi doesn't know that the brocade silk silk in Bashu is the hard currency second only to Yanba, and the price in Chu is more than twice as high as that of Baguo," Gu Yu said, "It's a pity that my Lu family has a small business, otherwise what's the difficulty in becoming rich in Jialiangzhou?" ”

Although it is a complaint, but a peek at the leopard in the tube, it can be seen that Gu Yu's ambition is not small, if he can really do it in Liangzhou, it will be more expensive than a doctor.

The convoy finally arrived in Qianzhong, Chu is thousands of miles wide, and the people are abundant, and Xiong Ran, the king of Chu, doesn't care about the salt water and spring salt in Qianzhong, and these small profits are rewarded to the king of Bailu. Qianzhong is a complicated place, there are the Mandarin people (Ba people) who stayed in Qianzhong, the Miao people under the rule of the White Deer King, and the Chu people. However, Chu is a tolerant country, whether it is the Chu people, the Mandarin people, the Qi people, the Meng people, the Jiao people, the Sanmiao people, or the Baiyue people, as long as they can bring wealth to the Chu State, Xiong Ran will be included, and even earlier people from other countries have been completely assimilated into the Chu people.

The Chu people are a terrible people, descendants of Nanjing, the remnants of the previous dynasties, and they have become one of the best countries in the world under the hard work of the seven generations of Ming monarchs. In addition to the Song State, which sits on the land of a hundred cities in the Central Plains, who else can compete with the Chu State in terms of national strength?

Sure enough, as soon as the Lu family caravan arrived in Qianzhong, the cloth silk silk was very popular, and Gu Yu, a powerful woman, stubbornly raised the price to five times that of Pakistan, which made Jiang Jue a little smacked.

"I almost believed this woman, no matter how much she spends, it's a dime, and it's a drop in the ocean compared to this huge profit." Jiang Jue had to admire Gu Yu's courage, and when he passed through Wuling, he spent a thousand Singapore dollars, and Jiang Jue was still a little guilty at that time, and felt that he would collect a hundred knife coins at a time, and he had a bit of a meaning of sitting on the ground to start the price, and now when he saw Gu Yu's posture, he knew what was the price of sitting on the ground.

Since the cloth silk silk is also sold out, it is time to go back to Bayang, I don't know if Jiang Hou has been waiting in Bayang for so long.

Gu Yu is in a good mood, this time the income is more than the profit of the whole year last year, if it weren't for his lack of courage, this time alone would have been able to earn the profits of the past few years.

"Childe, wait a minute, since you have come to Qianzhong, you naturally can't go back empty-handed, and the most unsightly thing for a business bank is to be empty-handed, after all, it costs money to go back and forth." Gu Yu said.