Jin Rucheng laughed at this illiterate turtle in his stomach, and said patiently: "This word is irrelevant, on the contrary, it also confirms the preciousness of this piece of jade, but where the best goods are good, rich people will carve family names on it, passed down from generation to generation, you touch it, is it gentle and soft?" That's right, only jade that has been nourished by the body temperature of countless people is like this, this is a treasure! ”

"Really?" Bruzan didn't believe it at first, but when he touched it, he immediately laughed, and the smile lines on his face almost squeezed his eyes out of sight: "Really! ”

He turned his face, sniffed at his face, and said, "Is there anything else?" ”

Jin Rucheng scolded this greedy Tubo man in his heart, spread his hands, and said: "This jade is rare, only the leader of the salt team has a piece on him, which can be met but not sought." ”

Bruzan sighed regretfully, lifted the jade, looked at it in the sunlight for a while, and muttered while putting it into the leather robe bag: "There is only one piece, I have two sons, how will I divide it when I go back?" How to divide? ”

Jin Rucheng listened to him talk to himself, but he became worried, afraid that this Tubo person would be dissatisfied, and he would wait for a team of merchants to pass by and grab something before he was willing to go back, his guy didn't fail to do this kind of thing, the last time he came out, because his private pocket was not fed, he dragged hundreds of people to stay in the wilderness for more than two months.

The Tubo people are used to being wild, and they can sleep in the snow nest, and they sleep comfortably, but the people of the Jingshen Gang can't stand it anymore and complain bitterly.

This is a remote place, not a serious official road, there is no fixed business travel, except for some people who dodge tax cards and similar smugglers of salt, they will not choose this side, after all, there is not even an inn on this road, and there are strongmen haunted, and no one who does legitimate business will go from this side.

This made it possible for Jin Rucheng to lie in ambush for a month, and he could not see a group of merchants passing by, after all, the area is vast and sparsely populated, even if someone passes by, it is difficult to block every place that can pass.

He gritted his teeth, took out a few more golden fruits the size of a baby's fist from his arms, stuffed them into the palm of Bruzan's hand, and laughed: "In this way, take these back and find a fine craftsman to make a pair of bracelets, one for each son, isn't it done?" ”

Brazan was satisfied, and his expression became vivid, and he even saved his hypocritical prevarication and put it directly into his pocket.

After getting something, Brazan stood up with a smile, beckoned a few Tibetans, and went over to count the spoils of war this time, count the amount of salt, and wait for the distribution.

Watching him leave step by step, Jin Rucheng's pupils were on fire, picked up a leg of mutton, stared at Bruzan's back, and bit it hard as if he was gnawing on his meat.

"Dragon's head, this Tubo people are not a thing!" Hall Master Li, who had just stood up and spoke and proposed to go back, touched him at some point, sat next to Jin Rucheng, and whispered indignantly: "What we got from fighting for life and death, they divided it with a word, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world?" ”

Jin Rucheng didn't say anything, and silently took another bite of meat, and his strength was a little heavier.

Li Tang Master added a little skin to his mouth, the weather here is dry, and the skin of the mouth of people from humid places in the south is the most likely to crack, and there are several bloody cuts on his lips, and he said: "Why don't we just go back, I heard that the Mongols have retreated, and Sichuan has recovered a little bit of vitality, we are over there, and there is still some foundation, and it is better to start from scratch than to look up to the snort!" ”

Master Li's face has been blackened by the strong plateau ultraviolet rays, and his skin has peeled off in several places, compared with his original appearance, it has changed a lot, but if the people of Lijia Village in Hezhou come here and take a closer look, they will definitely be able to recognize that this is the richest man in Lijia Village in the past, Li Xian, a big official.

The peaceful days of comfort and prosperity have passed for a long time, and Li Xian, who has fine skin and tender meat, can endure the hard life of the desert plateau, and his desire to return to Sichuan is the most urgent.

Jin Rucheng still didn't speak, but a person sitting next to him spoke, glanced at him, and said, "You have only been the hall master for a few days?" If it weren't for the death of the hall master of Gongzhou Mansion, and no one could come up, where would it be your turn to take the position? The faucet has its own measure, what are you croaking about! ”

Li Xian's hot face was a cold ass, it was boring, but he didn't dare to get angry, because it was Jingshen who helped the white paper fan An Taishan who spoke.

He muttered a few times and reluctantly retreated.

When he left, An Taishan poured a bowl of wine with water hyacinth, handed it to Jin Rucheng, looked at the Tubo people who were shouting three drinks and four envoys in the distance to count the salt burden, and looked at Jin Rucheng's face, and spoke carefully.

"The dragon head, what Li Xian said makes some sense, this is not a place for us to stay, Ban Zhida treats us as donkeys, they take more benefits, and we get less. Life in the city of Kada is very bad, worse than the worst town in our hometown, those Tibetan women's faces are bigger than the grinding plate, the wine is still this unpleasant barley wine, the brothers are a little resentful, if it goes on like this, I am afraid that it will ......"

The look on Jin Rucheng's face became more and more ugly, his red face slowly turned reddish-purple, and his eyebrows were almost twisted in one place, and he couldn't untie it.

"I know this, but the situation in Sichuan is unclear now, the Xichuan salt coup has tasted, and even the big salt merchants are struggling to buy salt, not to mention the private salt, if we go back, we will just hit the knife, it's not the right time." He took over An Taishan's words, and continued: "The reason why we didn't flee south to Jiangnan at the beginning was because we were afraid that the salt gang over there was powerful, and we weren't even the scum of others?" If you want to send people under the fence, the Tubo people are still better than those guys in the south who eat people and don't spit out bones, at least they will leave us some when they are full, unlike the Han people, who will squeeze your bones after eating clean. ”

"That's the truth, but ......" An Taishan stretched out his hand and turned the mutton skeleton on the fire, and the fat on the meat dripped onto the fire, making a crackling sound: "It's better to send someone back first to find out the situation, if the new envoy is also a money-loving master, we can befriend him like we used to befriend Gui Ruyuan, give it a try, and we won't lose a piece of meat." ”

Jin Rucheng was silent, holding the wine bowl to his lips, not putting it to his mouth for a long time, his eyes narrowed, obviously in thought.

An Taishan shut up knowingly, and didn't speak.

In the middle of the ring, Jin Rucheng took a sip of wine, looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "I heard that Li Xian and Changsun Hong, the celebrity under the Xichuan System and the chief of the salt administration, had a feud before, and Changsun Hong's father was cut off by Li Xian because of smuggling salt. ”

An Taishan obviously didn't know about this, and was a little surprised when he heard it, because back then, the Jingshen Gang was monstrous, and killing a small smuggler was a very inconspicuous thing, and a hall master was enough to preside, and the white paper fan was in charge of the financial power, and he rarely touched the errand of the red stick, so it was normal to not know.

But he immediately laughed, he was a thin man, with a body of muscles and skin, a treacherous face, and a sinister smile that even Jin Rucheng was a little uncomfortable when he saw it, and goosebumps all over his body rose.

"Why are you laughing?" Jin Rucheng couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, faucet, this is a good opportunity!" An Taishan leaned his head closer, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Befriend Changsun Hong, in addition to impressing him with money, there are more things that can please him!" ”

He pointed his hand in Li Xian's direction and made a head-cutting motion.

(End of chapter)