Cheng Huailiang is right, Hu Meier's motherland is finished, and her hometown no longer exists.

Maybe when she first met Cheng Huailiang a few days ago, Hu Meier was still a little unwilling. can compare the history of the Central Plains, and compare the affairs of Xuanwumen......

This kind of thing is actually a fart in the eyes of the superiors, how could the former ancestor not know?

Therefore, in the past two days, Hu Meier has been very clear about what she wants to do in the future and how she wants to plan.

took a pen and paper, drew a general map of Princess Qinghe's fiefdom and Chengjiazhuang, lightly dotted a little ink, and began to sketch on the paper.

Every time she painted, Hu Meier felt that she was as heavy as a thousand catties, although her brows were tightly locked, but she still drew a sketch according to what she expected and the future development in her heart.

But eventually, the conversation returned to square one. The comparison in Hu Meier's hand finally stopped at the position of Zhuangyuan Mountain.

After thinking about it again, Hu Meier put down her pen and asked Cheng Huailiang in an inquiring tone, "Little grandfather, according to the experience of the slave family over the years, Zhuangyuan Mountain not only has good wood, but also a mineral vein. If you choose Zhuangyuan Mountain, you will have to cut down the wood, which is not only used for charcoal, but also as a good material for making wood for ships. ”

"If all the planning and construction are handed over to you, do you dare to come down?" Cheng Huailiang understands that an ambitious person must first give him enough space for development to satisfy her ambitions.

"Dare!"

Cheng Huailiang was not surprised by this answer, "Okay, then follow what you outline and look forward to now." Let it go. ”

"What about Zhuangyuan Mountain?" Hu Mei'er frowned.

"You also know that this is Li Tai, the king of Wei?"

Hu Mei'er nodded, "I know a little." ”

Hahaha!

Cheng Huailiang smiled and looked at Hu Mei'er playfully, "I advise you to take back all your eyeliner in Chang'an City." ”

"What does this mean, little grandfather? The slave family doesn't understand. Hu Meier was obviously stunned.

"A Hu man, who is full of eyeliner in Chang'an City, is playing with fire and self-immolation. is still the same sentence, the Frankish kingdom is finished, you are not an exiled princess now, you are a steward of my Chengjiazhuang, remove me, your biggest steward. Do you know what I say? ”

Hu Mei'er's forehead obviously showed a lot of cold sweat, although it was exposed, she still asked very carefully, "Little grandpa, how do you know?" ”

"Zhuangyuan Mountain belongs to Li Tai, the king of Wei, and it is not something that ordinary people can know." Cheng Huailiang shrugged, "What's more, you are the real boss of Moonlight Rabbit, how could Shopkeeper Wang make the decision to sell a store to me without authorization?" Hu Meier, remember the couplet at the door of the moonlight rabbit? ”

Hu Meier's body stiffened, and her face turned red immediately.

"I want to sleep with you, but I want to know if the person I sleep with will stab me in the heart in the middle of the night."

"Does the little grandfather want sincerity?"

"It can be understood that way."

"The Tang people always say, marry a chicken and marry a dog, that's good, the slave family will hand over the sincerity to you now."

After speaking, Hu Meier gently untied the ribbon around her waist, and the moment the ribbon fell, the silky Luo skirt also fell at any time, and a woman with only a pink belly pocket and a pair of straight and slender legs was completely presented in front of Cheng Huailiang.

Cheng Huailiang's eyes flashed a little cold, and when Hu Meier opened her arms and was about to hug Cheng Huailiang, she found that Cheng Huailiang squatted down, gently picked up the Luo skirt on the ground, and after dressing neatly, she tied a ribbon to Hu Meier with her own hands.

"You remember, I am the future concubine of the Tang Dynasty, and my daughter-in-law is Princess Qinghe. Before you really think about it, the master's body won't break. ”

After Cheng Huailiang finished speaking, he patted Hu Mei'er on the shoulder, "The tavern will open tomorrow, rest early." ”

"I advise you, in Datang, never cultivate your own power. The Son of Heaven of Datang is one of the emperors I admire the most, I am willing to contribute to Datang, I am willing to spill blood for Datang, even if it costs my life! So, put away your little caution about being a princess, Your Majesty is a generation of heavenly pride, a heavenly khan admired by thousands of people. Compared to him, you are not worthy! ”

Hu Meier looked at Cheng Huailiang's departing figure, her eyes were very complicated, and her face was very tangled. She still doesn't understand what sincerity Cheng Huailiang is talking about.

"Little grandfather, I am twenty-six years old this year, although I am almost past the age of having children...... But my body is still ......" Hu Mei'er bit her lip, her eyes slightly red.

"It is not advisable to eat what comes to you. Your initiative is not proportional to your heart. Cheng Huailiang stepped out of the door with one foot, paused slightly, still like something or something, and finally didn't speak.

Food? Hu Meier smiled bitterly.

"The slave family is asking the little grandfather, how will the caravan of the Hu'er firm operate in the future?"

The most important thing is that the people brought by Hu Meier have the nationality of the Tang Dynasty.

"Normal operation."

Cheng Huailiang thought for a while, "How many people are in your caravan?" What do you usually do? ”

"There are twenty-four people in total, with their own routes and trades." Hu Meier paused, "Business is basically concentrated in Taozhou City. ”

"Is there anyone from you in Chang'an City?"

"Yes."

"Let him go to Chengjiazhuang tomorrow to find Cheng Lang, Cheng Lang is preparing to go to Taozhou, get to know each other with the people of the caravan, and divide the people of the caravan into a team, not too many, just seven people. Responsible for the goods from Taozhou to Chang'an. Pay the price of a normal caravan. ”

After speaking, Cheng Huailiang left the moonlight rabbit without looking back.

Lao Li returned to the palace, and as soon as he walked into the Zichen Palace, a black figure appeared in front of Lao Li.

"Shijing, you are ......"

As Lao Li's chamberlain and personal guard, the number of times room temperature (the word Shijing) appears is very rare. Something big must have happened today.

"Your Majesty, the flying horse returns, there is an inexplicable surplus in Chang'an City, and the Hu people spies disappeared without a trace in an instant." At room temperature, he bowed his hand to Lao Li.

"Do you have eyebrows?" Lao Li's eyebrows raised.

What is Flying Ride? It is equivalent to the brocade of the Ming Dynasty, part-time East Factory and West Factory.

"This ......"

"Beat it up truthfully."

"Your Majesty, it involves Cheng Huailiang, the third son of Lu Guogong and the captain of the concubine." Chang Wen said very carefully, always reminding Lao Li that it was your future son-in-law.

Captain of the Horse? Lao Li snorted coldly, I don't know how many daughters I have, even my own brother and brother have been slaughtered, do you still care about Cheng Huailiang? If you want to rebel, the sin is unforgivable and should be punished according to the law!

"Your Majesty has misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding?" Lao Li's face turned pale, "The bastard of the Cheng family is scolding me around the corner, can't you hear it behind your back?" ”

"Your Majesty, Wang Zhuang, the shopkeeper of the moonlight rabbit, is a member of the Flying Horse. recorded in detail today, the conversation between Grandpa Cheng and Hu Meier. ”

"Tell me the truth."