Chapter 833 There is a son like jade

When the tiger left, the moon had just climbed into the eastern sky, and there was a very strange beauty of moonlight in the east on the river, and the ** big moon seemed to be hanging on the river not far away, as if as long as the boat was rowed forward, it could rush directly to the moon.

Above the moon

But is it so cruel in the world?

Fang Xie stood at the bow of the boat and watched the tiger leave. Fighting Tiger is a very contradictory person, and even others can feel his contradictions. Sometimes Fang Xie even wonders, did he think that it would be better to really die? He didn't expect to meet the tiger here, and he didn't think about what it would be like to meet him in the future.

He turned and went back

Go to bed

And so the day passed.

Before dawn, the sailors had already set anchor, and the big ship set sail along the Yangtze River to the east again. The people who begged for a living on the river were still so busy, even if it was winter, they couldn't rest. War...... In the past, you could rest for a few days by catching a boatload of fish, and the money from the sale was enough to put a smile on the faces of the fishermen. But now the fish is not worth much, because no one buys it at all.

After entering the Yangtze River, the big ship just went downstream, and this section of the waterway would take at least a month to reach the eastern frontier. After going ashore, it will take at least ten days to walk north to reach the place where the Northern Liao people live now, and it is unknown whether they can safely pass through the place controlled by Mu Fu.

For a few days, Xiang Qingniu was a little sullen, Fang Xie knew that he was a sentimental person, and from the fact that he had been chasing Yang Qi for so many years, he could see what kind of character this person had. But perhaps it is precisely because of this that the four disciples of Wan Xingchen's sect are the only ones who are enlightened.

Poor Xiang Qingniu himself didn't feel much stronger, and he was a little aggrieved when he was enlightened.

"Solution"

"Huh?"

"How long will this battle last?"

Xiang Qingniu asked seriously.

"I don't know."

Fang Jie's answer was not perfunctory: "When the Great Sui was just in turmoil, some people asserted that with the national strength of the Great Sui, those rebels would not last for a year. But now, no one dares to say how long it will be chaotic. ”

"I'm a little bored."

Xiang Qingniu let out a long breath: "You hurry up and kill those guys, it's too peaceful, I can also let go of my breath, and give it to a random person, I will really find a place, find a woman who can look at me, build a few wooden houses, and plant a few acres of wasteland." ”

"Think about it."

Fang Xie smiled: "You can only think about it now." ”

"Me too"

He said three words, and Xiang Qingniu couldn't help but glance at him.

Walking upstairs, Mo Ning Grease leaned on the railing and looked at the two men standing side by side on the bow of the boat, some of whom did not understand the meaning of such a conversation. However, she felt more and more that Fang Xie was an unpredictable person. She had a three-year life of wandering and fugitive, and those three years were enough to change a person's personality. She remembers that she didn't dare to step on an ant when she was a child, but after three years, she could kill people like hemp.

Fang Xie obviously went through a lot more than she had experienced, why did she make so many decisions that even she couldn't understand? For example, this eastward trip to the Northern Liao tribe is something that Mo Ning Grease definitely does not need to do. For example, getting along with the day of the tiger fluttering is meaningless in her opinion. But she vaguely felt that her thoughts were not good, but they were just not good, and they were by no means wrong.

If it were her, she would never go to the Northern Liao tribe.

She gave herself the answer, then hesitated after a few seconds. If he could really do what he thought, he would have killed Fang Xie a long time ago, right?

She was a little distressed.

"What are you thinking?"

Mu Xiaoxiao handed her a cup of hot tea, and also leaned on the railing to look at Fang Jie's back.

Mo Ningzhi took the teacup and pretended to be cold and arrogant: "I was thinking about when to kill him." ”

Flutter

Mu Xiaoxiao smiled politely at all: "You don't believe what you say, even if you lie to yourself, right?" If you still want to kill him, why wait so long and haven't done it? ”

"I just...... I want to kill slowly! ”

Mo Ning Fat said very viciously.

Then she was annoyed to find that Mu Xiaoxiao was still laughing, and then she herself actually laughed very unashamedly. She stomped her foot vigorously and turned around to go back to the room, Mu Xiaoxiao looked at her back and couldn't help but continue to laugh.

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Eastern Xinjiang

Muping City

Yang Shunhui looked at the five large boxes in the living room, which were still full of gold coins. It was sent by the man named Peter after he had left, saying that it was a gift to thank him for the friendship he had personally sent out of the city. Yang Shun will become more and more unaware of what the foreigner named Peter is planning, so much gold has been sent back before and after, how much business does the foreigner have to do to make it back?

"And a handwritten letter."

Dong An, a staff member, handed a letter to Yang Shunhui, who looked at the crooked handwriting on the envelope and was sure that it should be Peter's handwriting, which was obviously the handwriting of someone who had only been in contact with Chinese characters for a long time. He opened the letter, it was short, but he read it carefully.

"This man is not simple."

Yang Shunhui suddenly sighed: "I suddenly regret letting him go now, I always feel that he will not be as simple as a messenger." At first, I thought it was my curiosity about foreigners, but now that I think about it, it is the temperament of a person in a high position, whether it is a Han or a foreigner. ”

"What did Thaksin say?"

Dong An asked curiously.

"Nothing"

Yang Shunhui casually stuffed the letter into his cuff: "Just to express gratitude, and there is also the hope that the dock will be opened as soon as possible." In order to make me feel more comfortable, this person actually learned Chinese characters in such a short time, how can it be simple for a person who can work hard for a small thing? ”

"I regret it a little now."

Yang Shunhui was silent for a while and said: "I always feel that there is something wrong with opening the dock to let foreigners in, but I can't think of what is wrong with it." It stands to reason that we can only be more profitable when there is competition in business. Let the merchants of Eastern Chu compete with the foreigners, the greater the benefits we will get. This is also a good thing for the people of the Great Sui, only competition will make those foreign goods cheaper. ”

"General, that's right."

Dong An smiled and said: "The general has always been cautious, in fact, what the general is worried about is not what will happen to the foreigners, but what will happen to the Mu Mansion, right?" ”

This sentence was extremely successful in diverting Yang Shunhui's thoughts. Dong An saw that Yang Shunhui's face had changed, and he knew that he had succeeded, so he was also at ease, and he could get the gold sent by the foreigners again.

"The people of Mu Mansion have really been a little wrong lately."

Yang Shun would pace back and forth in the room: "According to reason, even if the people from Mufu hand over Mu Ping to me, it is impossible not to ask at all." It is impossible that there are no people from Mufu in this city, and foreigners have not hidden it when they come in, but why does Mufu ignore Mu Ping's affairs? ”

Dong An thought for a while and said, "Could it be that Mu Fu hasn't bothered to pay attention to Mu Ping recently?" ”

"I don't have the heart to ......"

Yang Shunhui's face changed: "Where is your mind?" ”

Since Dong An has diverted the topic away from foreigners, he naturally can't easily let Yang Shunhui think about going back: "Although Mu Guangling is called a true gentleman, doesn't he have the intention of fighting for the world?" It is said that he has been running to the Northern Liao people a lot recently, delivering grain and craftsmen...... The subordinates watched, and nine times out of ten, they took a fancy to the Han cavalry of the Northern Liao people, who was said to be more powerful than the Mengyuan Iron Cavalry. ”

finally led to a topic, Dong An didn't care whether this random thought was right or wrong, and immediately said: "Here in Eastern Xinjiang, there is no obstacle for Mu Fu to make a move, and the border army almost obeys Mu Fu's orders, but Mu Fu doesn't dare to transfer all the border troops...... Mu Guangling is not Luo Yao, he has the courage to raise 3,000 diners and has no courage to secretly expand the army of one million, so if he wants to be a soldier, he must seek a team that can fight out. Obviously, the Cold Cavalry was the best option. ”

Dong An sorted out his thoughts: "So Mu Guangling doesn't have the heart to be in Muping now, what he wants is the cavalry of the Northern Liao people." ”

"Not good!"

Yang Shunhui suddenly shouted in a low voice: "If Mu Mansion really wants to send troops, what should I do?" ”

Dong An was also stunned: "Huh? ”

Then he was also taken aback: "yes...... What to do? ”

Yang Shun was frightened by what he suddenly thought of, and his face changed a little: "Mu Guangling gave so many benefits to the Northern Liao people because he wanted the cold cavalry of the Northern Liao people. He gave me Mu Pingcheng and ignored it, as if he really gave Mu Ping to me with confidence...... I'm afraid that what I want is my two guards. ”

Dong An took a deep breath: "Yes...... Because Mu Guangling gave Mu Pingcheng to you, no matter whether the two guards in your hands rebel with him or not, you are already his comrade......"

The word "party" is not very nice, but it is true.

"yes......"

Yang Shunhui didn't notice that his palms were covered with sweat, and the clothes on his back were already tightly attached to his body. He thought of why he fled from Chang'an, and thought of the invincible ironclad army in the world. Now that he was unknowingly tied up by Mu Guangling, how could he escape facing that team and that person in the future?

He had some hatred.

Hate your own greed, hate your own foolishness. When Mu Guangling said that he would give Mu Pingcheng to him, he was only happy, and he didn't think about what he would pay for taking other people's things. Once Mu Fu rebelled against Sui, then in the eyes of others, he was Mu Guangling's subordinate.

"Alas!"

He stomped his foot heavily, not knowing what to say.

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If there were no people who had been to Mufu, they would not have thought that the world-famous Mufu would be like this. In people's minds, Mufu must be a magnificent building, with a huge gatehouse with a huge plaque hanging on it, and the two gilded characters of Mufu are shining.

There must have been hordes of soldiers patrolling outside, and the walls of the courtyard were so high that even the snitch couldn't climb them.

But in fact, Mufu is just an ordinary manor. Even if it is the manor built by those wealthy families in the hometown of the Great Sui, it will not be shabby compared to the garden of Mufu. Because compared to the status and identity of Mu Mansion, this garden really looks shabby enough. Those merchants with low status but rich do not dare to buy big mansions and build big mansions in the city, but which one in the countryside does not have one or even several estates?

So relatively speaking, this manor in Mufu is inconspicuous.

Moreover, the people who enter and leave the Mu Mansion are not all well-dressed nobles, and people in cloth clothes can often be seen entering and exiting calmly, without any restraint. It's as if Mu Mansion is their own home, and they don't see the outside. And those subordinates in Mu Mansion will not scold and exclude them because they are wearing cloth clothes.

This is so incompatible with the atmosphere of the Great Sui.

In Dongjiang, in the minds of Jianghu guests and the people, Mu Mansion Mu Guangling is a true gentleman and a good man.

"Childe is good!"

A young man dressed in brocade dismounted in front of the door, and all those who saw him stood up and clasped their fists in salute, their faces full of solemn respect. This young man is about twenty years old, and he is as rich as jade. On appearance, it is not an exaggeration to say that one out of a hundred, and on temperament, it is even more convincing.

"Hello everybody."

This young man hugged his fists one by one and returned the salute, not that kind of blunt politeness, but a natural move, so it was very kind.

"Childe, where have you been?"

"I went to the Northern Liao people and sent a few carts of grain. They don't know how to plant a good field, and it's better to plant more than what they have done, and it's distressing to look at, and it's going to be winter, if they don't take it over, I'm afraid that there will be no seeds to plant in the spring of next year. ”

Childe replied gently.

"Our grandfather, our little grandfather are the biggest good people in the world!"

The diners said proudly, with a look of pride on their faces.

The boy was not proud, but still peaceful: "Where is it, the Mu family has always acted according to the ancestral teachings, but it is just to be worthy of heaven and earth." ”