Chapter 793 Do you remember?

Wu Yiyi's eyes slowly swept over those people, some familiar and some unfamiliar faces. The cargo pass is too big for him to guarantee that everyone is clean. And if these people hadn't been inserted into the Black Flag Army, they would still be lurking in the world.

If they can't wait for orders, then they will be the ones who travel the world all their lives. An An does things separately and behaves honestly. But the order came, so everything changed.

"Mu Laojiu, I remember that you have been traveling in the world for fourteen or fifteen years, right?"

His gaze was fixed on the person standing at the front, the same person who answered his question.

"Sixteen years."

When Mu Laojiu smiled, he showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, but there was a bitterness in this smile. Wu Yiyi still remembers that he likes to smoke dry tobacco the most, and he hardly leaves his cigarette gun. That's why they have so yellow teeth, which look like baked white potatoes.

"At the beginning of the first emperor's establishment of the goods pass world, I came in."

Mu Laojiu closed his eyes and thought about it: "At that time, Hou Ye began to prepare for the construction of goods through the world, I was doing small business on the street, Hou Ye ate a bowl of tofu brain at my stall, I asked you to eat sweet or salty, Hou Ye said sweet, I said not to sell." ”

Wu Yi smiled: "Well, I remember it too." Then I said I'd give you twice as much money, and I'd eat sweet. You say or don't sell, you have the principle of being a man. Let me ask you, why do you ask me even if you don't sell sweet tofu brains. You asked me just to tell me that it is not for sale. ”

"Then Master Hou said to give me a hundred times the money."

Mu Laojiu grinned: "I said that even if you take money and stone me to death, I won't sell it." ”

Wu Yi nodded: "So I recruited you to buy goods and go all over the world." ”

Mu Laojiu said: "Actually, I asked you that day because the Ouchi Guards had already inquired about it, your ancestral home is Jiangnan, and you love to eat sweet tofu brain, and I asked like that because I wanted to attract your attention." ”

Wu Yi was silent for a while and then asked, "I remember that your wife has passed away, and a son has also become a family?" ”

"Yes"

Mu Laojiu nodded.

"I'll send him a generous bereavement pension and tell him that you died in the line of duty."

Mu Laojiu smiled sadly: "Thank you, Master Hou." ”

Wu Yiyi shook his head, pointed outside and said, "Take them all down, I don't want to ask how many people from the Ouchi Guard Office there are in your line, because I don't want to see more people's families receive my bereavement pensions." If you don't come out this time, I think you will all get the pension money issued by the goods in the future. ”

"No way."

Mu Laojiu said: "I have a son, even if there are some things I don't want to do, I still have to do it." Although I haven't worn that flying fish robe since I joined the Ouchi Guard, I still have a brand on my bones and I can't get rid of it. We are actually the same, does Master Hou think that we don't want to live the rest of our lives in peace? With a home, there is a bond. ”

"Your family will not be implicated."

Wu Yi nodded: "I'm not that kind of person, and neither is Guogong." ”

Mu Laojiu asked, "Is there something I can ask before I die?" ”

Wu Yiyi snorted: "You say." ”

Mu Laojiu asked, "Why Fang Jie?" With the strength of the goods to travel the world, no matter who he is biased towards, the status of the Hou Ye will be much higher than now, right? Even if you still follow the imperial court, you may get more than you get now. ”

Wu Yi smiled: "This is the root nature of the Ouchi guards, and at this point, they will actually think of asking these questions." ”

Mu Laojiu rubbed his nose: "No way, I'm used to it." ”

"Do you know why the first emperor chose me to be in charge of the world?"

Wu Yi asked.

Mu Laojiu thought about it carefully and replied, "Because no one is better at business than you." ”

Wu Yiyi bowed slightly: "This is the answer." ”

Mu Laojiu was silent for a while and didn't say anything more. He hugged Wu Yiyi with a fist, and then took the lead and turned around and walked out. When he walked out of the door, he heard Wu Yiyi's voice sounding behind him, and he couldn't help but twitch in his heart.

"Good drinkers, let them get drunk. Good smokers, let them faint, good meat, let them be full. In any case, they were all people who traveled all over the world, and they were more satisfied to go. ”

"Master Xie!"

The deceased turned around and bowed in unison, and then strode away.

Wu Yiyi's closest cronies were originally wine-colored wealth, and after the fat man went to Chang'an, the person who followed Wu Yiyi to do things was a person who was different from wine-colored wealth, and the wine-colored wealth was smooth, but this person was dull like a piece of wood. In the past, when he was walking on the rivers and lakes, he was given a nickname called Iron Tree Does Not Bloom. The flowering of the iron tree is the most wonderful time of the iron tree, and he called the iron tree not blooming, because his life seems to be so dull forever, without a little high-tide.

He looks like he's in his forties, ordinary-looking, the type of person who walks down the street and passes you three times, and you won't particularly notice him. Whether it is his appearance or his dress, he can't find anything outstanding, just like an iron tree, the flowers don't bloom, and there is nothing to see.

Nothing seems to make him laugh and make him cry.

His name is Tie Kai

"Do these people deserve to die?"

Wu Yi asked.

Tie Kai nodded: "Damn." ”

"Is there a reason not to damn it?"

"Yes"

"Put the reasons for not damn and the reasons for damn together, cancel each other out, do they still deserve to die?"

Wu Yiyi asked again.

"Damn it"

Tie Kai replied quickly, his face expressionless.

"Why?"

Wu Yi asked.

"No amount of reasons why they don't deserve to die doesn't make sense, and more only proves that they didn't deserve to die. But the reason to be damn once is enough, and if it is a person who deserves to die, then he should die. ”

"You're so boring."

Wu Yi sighed.

Tie Kai nodded: "I'm so boring." ”

Wu Yi looked at the distant backs of those former subordinates, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Sometimes I have been thinking that if I didn't have the life and death of so many people in my hands, maybe I wouldn't have so many troubles. How can ordinary people face so many headaches? ”

"Ordinary people, not as much as you get now. Ordinary people, they envy you more than you. ”

Tie Kai still replied expressionlessly.

"You're really boring."

Wu Yiyi seemed to have lost interest, waved his hand and said, "You go down, you don't need to continue to investigate." ”

Tie Kai nodded, then stepped back.

Wu Yiyi looked at the teacup and took a sip, feeling the hot tea flowing down his throat and into his stomach, the feeling of the warm current passing through was very comfortable, he subconsciously touched his abdomen and muttered: "There are still some drawbacks to swallowing it, if it weren't for that fire, I really don't know if I can hold it down." But...... Why choose a solution? Mu Laojiu, you ask me...... How do I know the answer? ”

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The envoy of Emperor Murong of Southern Yan arrived outside the Black Flag Army camp when the sun rose, and the old man who looked to be about sixty years old still had some arrogance between his eyebrows, even if he was facing a majestic army that he had only seen in his life, even if this army had attacked the outside of the national capital, he still did not want to lose his dignity.

He is the imperial envoy of the Yan Kingdom, the old man who debated with the emperor in the court.

Maybe at this time, Murong Yan understood who was available and who was not.

"Please come in, my lord is in the big tent."

Chen Xiaoru made a gesture of please, and Du Xiangping, the imperial envoy of the Southern Yan Capital, immediately strode into the camp of the Black Flag Army. He deliberately raised his chin slightly, and his chest was straightened.

When he got to the outside of the tent, he carefully arranged his clothes before entering.

Fang Xie was sitting behind the desk and was drawing, he was still not comfortable with the brush, and the lines of the charcoal were obviously much smoother than when he used the brush. Seeing Nanyan's envoy coming in, Fang Xie pointed to the chair below and said, "Wait a minute, I'll finish painting in a while." ”

Du Xiangping was slightly stunned, and some anger immediately spread out in his heart. In his opinion, Fang Jie's performance is arrogant and rude.

So he didn't sit, just stood straight and looked at Fang Jie.

Where does Fang Xie care?

After another twenty minutes, Fang Jiefang put down the charcoal pen and stretched his body: "I haven't remembered it for too long, so it's inevitable that there will be some mistakes." But I think it's not much worse, and my memory has never been too bad. ”

Du Xiangping didn't understand what Fang Xie was talking about, so he subconsciously looked at the big piece of paper on the table. At first glance, he looked a little confused, but after a few minutes, his face changed dramatically.

"It's ......"

He subconsciously raised his finger and pointed at the picture, his face a little pale.

"Dali City"

Fang Xie nodded: "I have been to Dali many years ago, and I don't know what changes have happened between Dali in my memory and Dali now." However, it is only expected that the details are different, and the overall situation is still the same. Originally, I wasn't interested in chatting with Murong Shame's people, but I happened to be drawing this picture, you are here, I want to ask if the painting is still neat? ”

Du Xiangping walked over quickly, staring at the picture that Fang Xie had just drawn, he looked at it from top to bottom and from left to right, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and his hands trembled involuntarily.

"You...... When have you ever been to Dali? ”

He couldn't help but ask.

"Probably...... It's been fifteen years. ”

Fang Xie smiled: "What, am I still drawing accurately?" ”

"Fifteen Years ......"

The corners of Du Xiangping's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, and after a long while, he let out a long sigh: "Fifteen years ago, you were just a four or five-year-old child, ordinary children of such a big age are still hiding in their mother's arms and coquettish, even if they are more sensible, they have only begun to read and hyphenate, but you have actually read the layout of the entire Dali City and remembered it so clearly...... No wonder...... No wonder no one in the Great Yan Kingdom is your opponent. ”

"It's useless."

Fang Xie smiled and said, "It's just that I have nothing to do and think about what I painted." ”

He sat down again and asked, "Say, what did Murong Yan ask you to say?" ”

Du Xiangping took a deep breath and calmed his mood: "Your Majesty said...... As long as the Duke of the Kingdom is willing to withdraw from the army, the Great Yan State will be willing to pay tribute to the Great Sui in the future, pay tribute every year, and visit the shrine every year. The whole country of Great Yan is the people of the Great Sui. ”

"Isn't that now?"

Fang asked.

Du Xiangping said: "Not now, not before. ”

Fang Xie snorted: "Go back, I heard your name fifteen years ago, at that time you were already the imperial envoy of the Imperial History Stage, fifteen years, your official position has not changed." I thought that with your qualifications, you would already be the prime minister. Murong shame pressed you to death in the position of the imperial envoy in order to disgust those courtiers, and he was also afraid of offending those courtiers to death. This time, I sent you instead of Zhu Zhizhen, nor was he a military general in the Southern Yan Army, because Murong Yan knew that only you dared to die. ”

Fang Xie smiled: "From the time I knew the name of the Nanyan envoy, I knew that you came to die in our army. You want to die here to arouse the resistance of the soldiers and civilians of Dali City...... Murong shame and what you think are so beautiful. ”

Du Xiangping trembled his shoulders, not knowing what to say. I prepared so many impassioned words, and I couldn't say a single one.

"I respect my loyal servants, whether they are enemies or friends."

Fang Xie handed the picture of Dali City that he had just drawn to Du Xiangping: "Go back and tell Murong shame that relying on the death of an old minister will not arouse the people's will to resist, and it will only make people look down on it." I have a friend surnamed Murong, who is the last prince of Dashang, you ask him, do you remember? ”