Just when the big men and nobles of the vassal states were discussing day and night how to get the 8,000 horses, Guo Yang entered the border city of Zhongshan Kingdom.

The Jin Kingdom and the Yan Kingdom are both behemoths, and they are the royal blood fiefdoms of the Zhou people, and they still have some concerns about their every move. As a country sandwiched between the two great powers, Zhongshan is actually between agriculture and nomadism, and has always been crowded out and dumped by Jin and Dayan.

Unfortunately, the wolf's mouth is precisely in Zhongshan Kingdom.

Suddenly there was a large piece of fat, and the two tigers wanted to swallow it alone, but the thin wolf of Zhongshan Kingdom was not to be said, and it was not good to be greedy. If it weren't for the mutual constraints of the two major vassal states of Jin and Yan, the cavalry of Zhongshan would have probably crossed the mountains and outflanked the grassland caravan from behind.

Guo Yang calculated these interests very accurately, so it seemed that the wolf-killing mouth hanging less than a hundred miles in front of the tiger and wolf's blood basin mouth, but no one dared to take the first bite for a while, and it became a piece of hot fat.

Zhongshan vacated a border city, carefully accepted a large number of men and horses from the vassal states, and defended all the dangerous passes with heavy troops.

If you don't guard against it, you will be swallowed by others.

Therefore, this border city looks like it is full of people, bustling, and prosperous, but in fact, it is much better than the Longtan Tiger's Den, and the whole city will fry if one is not careful.

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Guo Yang was dressed as a small nobleman of Zhongshan Country, riding a black mule, dragging his family into the city and staying in the Ruyi Inn.

Ruyi Inn is indeed Ruyi, not only the room is spacious and bright, the wine and food are also excellent, it is one of the best inns in the border city.

And the most wishful is the inn's proprietress Ruyi girl, wrapped in a deerskin skirt, showing her charm. She has a pair of crescent moon eyes, and when she is angry, she is full of joy and seduction, not to mention that when she smiles, she will reveal two small tiger teeth that are fine and clean.

In the evening, the lights are on, and the restaurants on the street of the Ruyi Inn are staggered, which is quite lively.

Guo Yang entered a private room by the window early, asked for a pot of wine, a few plates of snacks, and a large plate of roast lamb chops, and ate slowly.

I haven't drunk pure wine for a long time, and Guo Yang is even a little unaccustomed to it.

Mare's milk wine is mellow and smooth in the mouth, with a sweet finish; The grain pure brew is refreshing and mellow in the mouth, and the aftertaste is bitter. However, after three days, it was just as comfortable.

The prohibition of alcohol did not work in Zhongshan country, which was originally developed by a nomadic tribe, and the people were fierce, and they didn't take the Zhou people's things seriously at all, which also became one of the excuses for the Jin and Yan countries to teach a lesson at every turn.

Of course, Zhongshan is poor, and the only people who can eat meat and drink wine are the small nobles and those big nobles who have a well-to-do family. Guo Yang pretended to be a small nobleman, so naturally he couldn't drink from the big altar, which also made him regretful.

In the private room next door, there was a large table of people, one in the middle, tall and mighty, with white eyebrows and white hair, high cheeks and flat forehead, like a giant ape.

This person sat proudly, lifted a leg of mutton, chewed it in three or five strokes, and poured half a jar of sake into his mouth, and his face did not change.

There were seven or eight other people at the table, all of whom looked awe-struck, saying that they would be "white old", and they would nod their heads and waists, and they would directly be a group of turtle grandchildren.

The white old man tore three legs of mutton in a row, poured down two large jars of sake, and then raised his eyes and glanced at the people on the table.

"Say, the turtle grandson invited me to eat meat and drink wine, I want to let it go." Old Bai said with a greasy mouth on the back of his hand, and said in a loud voice, startling half of the guests in the restaurant to leave their seats for a moment.

"Bai Lao, it is the grandchildren who want to honor you when you are old, so they prepare a little thin wine, and they are so happy that Bai Lao appreciates his face, and the grandchildren are so happy, how dare they ask for you!" The middle-aged strong man with a beard said with a dry smile.

"Enter your thief!" Bai Lao shouted violently, and with a "bang" punch, he smashed the smiling man out of the private room, broke through the pine block, and rolled out more than a dozen steps directly.

The man couldn't get up for a long time, spit out a mouthful of blood, and brought out seven or eight big yellow teeth.

"What Lao Tzu annoys the most is that you little thieves, obviously want me to deal with the grassland caravan, help you get hundreds of horses, enter the thief mother, and want Lao Tzu to sell his life for a meal of wine and food?" Bai Lao took a sip and looked around, and those people were so frightened that they couldn't speak.

As soon as the thin man of "Bai Lao ......" spoke, he was knocked out of the private room with a "bang", and plunged into the wood block of the private room opposite, struggling a few times, but it slowly softened, hanging there like a dead dog, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Guo Yang served the wine next door, listened carefully, and found that the white old breath was majestic and long, and a violent and murderous aura was overwhelming, and it seemed to be a very clever cultivation method.

He frowned slightly, and immediately began to eat meat and drink wine slowly, but his ears did not relax the monitoring of the white old man at all.

"Say, who told you dogs to come forward?" Bai Lao's voice was like a bell, and he said something so that the people in the entire restaurant listened carefully, and those people looked embarrassed and extremely embarrassed.

"Bai Lao, it's our son-in-law." One stammered.

"Phew! Your son-in-law's face is three big donkey faces made of sheepskin? What a big face! Let him come and see me. Bai Lao didn't make a move this time, but he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm directly on the man's face.

The man didn't dare to reach out and wipe it, but he trembled like chaff, and the crotch of his pants was instantly wet.

At this moment, bursts of fragrance filled his nose, and a person smiled like a flower, and slowly walked into the white old room.

"Oh, who let you dogs who don't have long eyes provoke our old man? Look at what the old man has become! The Ruyi girl smiled, like a spring breeze, twisting her waist and coming to Bai Lao's side.

"Old man, you dissipate your anger, I'll send a jar of pure nine grains when you go back, and then a table of side dishes to relieve your anger, okay!" Ruyi stretched out a white hand and gently rubbed Bai Lao's chest and heart.

"Ahem, it's still the Ruyi girl who can speak. You don't have to drink and drink, and you ...... Hey. The old man changed his murderous appearance, said with a smile, and grabbed the two little hands.

"Nasty! It's really old-fashioned! The Ruyi girl withdrew her hands vigorously, shyly and annoyed, and glanced at Bai Lao fiercely.

"Oh...... Haha, what Ruyi said is, what Ruyi said is. You turtle grandchildren, don't you change to good wine and meat, don't fucking a whole table of lamb legs, vulgar, think you're feeding dogs? Bai Lao turned his face to stare at those people, snorting and drinking, it was simply a group of his slaves.

Those few people did not assert anything, and when they heard this, they were overjoyed, and hurried out to settle down.

In a short time, a large table full of delicate side dishes was arranged.

"Ruyi girl, please!" Bai Lao stretched out his hand to invite, but it was humble and polite, which made Guo Yang, who was listening attentively next door, a little stunned, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Why are you embarrassed to disturb Bai Lao's Yaxing, don't they still have something to ask for!" Ruyi said with a smile.

"They can have a, don't they just want me to deal with those steppe people and get them some war horses! Regardless of the dogs, come and come, we drink. Boss Bai said with a smile, waving his hand to the people nonchalantly and telling them to get out of the way.

"Ah, old man, you should give them a promise first, otherwise, Gongzi Ke runs to me every day, and I am annoyed to death." The Ruyi girl grabbed one of the big fluffy hands of the old white man, shook it vigorously, and touched her slightly convex lower abdomen intentionally or unintentionally.

"Okay, good, look at the face of the Ruyi girl, Lao Tzu will make a move. However, a horse is paid three taels of gold, otherwise, get out of here as soon as possible! Bai Lao said boldly.

Those people were overjoyed, knelt on their knees, and kowtowed a few times, and they didn't know whether it was for Bai Lao or Miss Ruyi, anyway, they were now stuck together.

When those people left the restaurant happily, Bai Lao couldn't wait.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and Bai Lao was lightly slapped on his face.

"Monkey Rush!" The Ruyi girl snorted, said something in her ear, and turned out of the private room.

"The thief is ...... Tsk tsk, what a fucking sponge! Bai Lao smiled, stretched out a big hand full of white hair, and gently stroked his old face.

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For a meal, Guo Yang ate for nearly two hours, and a pot of wine was not finished.

He leaned lazily against the window, pushed the wooden lattice open a small slit, and looked at the night of the border city.

Unexpectedly, the boss behind this Ruyi Inn turned out to be Yan Guo's son, Ke, that guy has a flexible brain, just like his father Zhou Gongzao, a thief and a thief, a little fox.

To the north of the fiefdom of Yan is the Beirong Ghost Fang, and to the east there are the remnants of Dongyi, and the adjacent Jin State is the fief of the younger brother of King Zhou, which makes his father and son a little uncomfortable, and he always feels that he is sleeping with a knife on his pillow, which is very unreliable.

From the early years of the wolf-gobbling strategy, to the later active development of commerce and trade, the construction of the mall Tianshui Village, all kinds of signs show that the father and son are thoughtful and have a long-term vision. Of course, at the same time, it can also be seen that their relationship with the Zhou royal family is somewhat delicate, and maybe one day they will be weakened, and then become a plate of fat mutton in the surrounding major vassal states.

This Bai Lao is a cultivator, and his strength is definitely not under Guo Yang. Moreover, what surprised Guo Yang was that this old man who looked like a big horse monkey had an unusual physique, and it seemed that he had practiced some kind of body refining technique.

This kind of opponent should definitely not be underestimated, he is much more terrifying than a simple cultivator.

Guo Yang tried his best to put himself as comfortable as possible, turned over and took out a wine bag, and drank wildly.

He let out a long breath and a smile appeared on his face.

"The thief is ...... A few old foxes, this is for me to set up a maze array. Guo Yang sat up suddenly, hehe sneered.

"On the bright side, if you make such a foolish target to test the truth and confuse everyone, there must be another set of calculations behind the scenes. Otherwise, a matter as big as a few hundred horses could make the white-haired old monkey shout out in front of the public? ”

"Hehe, it's really interesting to play with smart people." Guo Yang muttered, slowly got up, and returned to the guest room.