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After thinking about it carefully, he realized that Master Li was referring to himself, so he quickly jumped off the horse, and shouted while saluting everyone: "Uncle Zhang, Uncle Mazi, you, what are you doing here?" Kill the juniors, kill the juniors! ”

"It should be, it should be, the deeds that Master Li has established in the Su Si Department, we all feel glorious when we hear it!" Wang Mazi took a few steps forward, hugged Li Xu's shoulders and said.

"There's something wrong with it! Uncle Mazi, don't say that. Uncle Jiu, why didn't you see him! Li Xu gently broke free of his body and asked everyone. The excessive enthusiasm of Zhang San, Wang Mazi and others made him feel very unaccustomed, and such hypocritical politeness was not as good as it was back then? The scolding of the "unlucky boy" is more realistic.

A sentence of Uncle Nine alleviated all the embarrassment. When everyone heard Li Xu's question, they immediately closed their mouths tightly. It wasn't until he was asked by Li Xu that Third Uncle Zhang lowered his head and said in a very low voice: "Brother Jiu encountered some trouble, so he couldn't come this time." Let's go to your felt bag later. Ling Zun entrusted me to bring you a letter from home, and after socializing with the patriarch, I will personally send it to your mansion! ”

Ling Zun, the patriarch, the mansion, Li Xu listened to these more awkward words, and the only little joy left in his heart was also washed away. Uncle Nine didn't come, who will hand over the matter of himself and Tao Kuo's detachment? Who will piggyback on the silverware that is going to be brought back to the Central Plains? Uncle Zhang is not a reliable person, and his character can be inferred from his deferential behavior. What about the others? Can the old pervert Wang Mazi be trusted?

Li Xu was in a bad mood, so this wine was naturally bland. Without the generous and generous leader of Uncle Jiu, the merchants seemed to have lost a lot of spirits, and after eating half of the roast sheep, they put down the cleavers one after another. Seeing that the vendors were not as happy as last time, the Sil patriarch thought that they were too tired from the journey, so he also sped up the feast. After everyone made an appointment for the opening time and said some irrelevant polite words, they announced the dismissal.

The scale of the caravan that arrived this time far exceeded the one brought by Uncle Nine last time, and Uncle Zhang's restraint ability was far less than that of Uncle Nine. The vendors were crowded one after another, arguing over where to store the goods and the quality of the felt bags. Li Xu accompanied the shepherds of the Su Si Department for a busy half of the night before everyone settled down. When helping the vendors to set up their bags, he was surprised to find that except for a few guys from the Xu family who were carrying paper, almost everyone's goods were mainly Shu brocade. However, the suppliers of tea, linen and other cloth, which are indispensable in the lives of herdsmen, are chatting.

"Alas!" Li Xu sighed secretly in his heart. He knew that it was himself and Xu Dayan, the two precedents of selling Shu brocade last year to make a fortune, that led to the concerted action of the traders this time. It's just that in this way, everyone will inevitably be disappointed. Based on his understanding of the tribe in the past six months, not every shepherd's family can afford Shu brocade for women. Ah Silan, Duer, Tao Kuodesi and the others naturally didn't care about a few strings of silver bells, but they were all relatives of the junjie or elders in the younger generation, and the wealthy families in the tribe could count. For most ordinary herdsmen, the brass bells on the outside of men's leather armor and the silver chains on women's hands are almost passed down from generation to generation, which are the dowry of their sons or the dowry of their daughters.

"Is Lord Attachment worried about Brother Jiu? I know that you are a gentleman with affection and righteousness. Lao Sun can make such a friend as you, even if he hasn't walked on this road for so many years in vain! Wang Mazi, who had been busy following Li Xu like a tail, heard Li Xu's long breathing and asked with a grin.

"Yes, what happened to Uncle Nine, why can't he even be separated from the merchants?" Li Xu nodded and asked worriedly. In the entire caravan, Sun Jiu was almost the only elder who was friendly to him and Xu Dayan. In Li Xu's heart, he has long regarded this bold, atmospheric and wise old man as his own relative.

"Alas, Lord Attached, you are a visionary and know what is going to happen in the future, so you stay in Sulu for the winter, and the horses you bought for your own family are also worthy of the horses. Those of us who don't have the eyesight to fight were still laughing at you at the time! Wang Mazi sighed and said indiscriminately.

"What's the matter, is it because you lost money by selling horses? What about Uncle Nine? It seems that he only bought two horses, and he didn't pay much at the time? Li Xu stopped and asked anxiously. It's too hard to talk to Wang Mazi, this person never seems to know where the focus is, and he always talks about miscellaneous things. Either take the opportunity to squeeze people, or desperately slap the sycophants. As if if he didn't do this, it would not be enough to prove that he was the real Wang Mazi.

"If you lose it, it's okay to say. It's for people to rob it, let the government rob it! Attached, you are still smart, the entire caravan, the government did not take a fancy to your two horses. The rest was collected by civil officials at a price of 700, but what was given was not money, but was converted into Chen Guzi, and let us go back to our hometown to receive it. Attaching your lord, you say, isn't this a clear robbery? Wang Mazi rubbed his eyes, his voice was already a little choked.

"Old pockmark, you're drinking high again, and you're talking nonsense!" A cold voice came from behind, interrupting Wang Mazi's crying. Li Xu frowned and turned around, and saw Third Uncle Zhang walking towards him with two fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys.

Wang Mazi heard Zhang San's scolding, and immediately stopped his grief, and while gently pumping his two mouths, he blamed himself: "Look at Xiao Lao'er's stinky mouth, look at Xiao Lao'er's stinky mouth, as soon as you drink wine, you don't have a door, and when you drink wine, your mouth is full of tongues!" ”

"Okay, okay, Uncle Mazi, say whatever you like. Out of the Su Si Ministry, no one remembers what you said! Li Xu grabbed Wang Mazi's wrist with some anger and ordered loudly.

How shrewd Uncle Zhang was, seeing that Li Xu was unhappy, he hurriedly took a few steps forward, sang a fat promise first, and then said in a low voice: "Ling Zun Tuo Xiaoke brought a letter to the attached adult, and Brother Sun Jiu also sent a message to the adult, the adult has a prominent position in the Su Si Department, but he is busy with me, it is really killing me and waiting!" ”

The polite words make people's scalp tingle, but their eyes sweep around like a weasel. When Li Xu saw Zhang San behaving like this, he also understood that he stopped Wang Mazi from talking, because he was afraid that there would be many people here and cause trouble in the future. Shaking his head helplessly, he sent an invitation to Zhang and Wang: "Third Uncle and Uncle Mazi, don't be polite, I'm not an adult." My felt bag is not far from here, can the second elder enjoy the light and sit in the felt bag! ”

"It's an honor, it's an honor!" Zhang San looked around triumphantly, and deliberately raised his voice high: "It is an honor for the little old man to be invited by the adult." The friendship we had together back then was engraved in my heart when the little old man was there! ”

When the merchants were drinking with the herdsmen, they already knew that Li Xu was a noble guest in the tribe and the future son-in-law of the patriarch Sir. At this moment, when he heard that Zhang San and Wang Mazi were invited to drink tea in the felt tent attached to the adult, they immediately cast their envious eyes. Li Xu was stunned by the envy in everyone's eyes, arched his hand in all directions, and then walked quickly to his mount. Zhang San, Wang Mazi and two strange teenagers hurry up? , in the complex eyes of everyone, walked towards the core position of the tribe.

The slave girl Ah Yun didn't dare to rest, and when she saw a guest in the felt bag, she hurriedly stepped forward to pour tea. Zhang San and Wang Mazi were even more envious when they saw that Li Xu could already summon slaves and maids. One admired the knowledge and luck of the adult, and the other boasted that he had a good relationship with Li Xu's father. After half a column of incense, he finally took out a thick paper envelope that he had carefully collected from his arms.

"This is what Ling Zun entrusted to the little old man to hand over to the attached adult, my lord, please check the fire paint on it!" Third Uncle Zhang held the envelope with both hands and respectfully held it up in front of Li Xu.

"Third uncle, there are no outsiders here, you better call me Xuzi!" Attached to the four words of the adult, Li Xu heard it really awkwardly, and put forward his own request while receiving the envelope.

"How can that be done, how can that be done! At the beginning, it was the little old man who had a short knowledge and dared to call himself an elder. You are now a senior official of the Su Si Department, we can enter your felt bag to drink tea, we are already Gao Pan, how dare you pretend to be an elder again! Zhang Laosan waved his hand again and again and said politely.

Wang Mazi and the two teenagers also echoed, Li Xu had no choice but to let them scream. Anyway, the attachment is just his own Turkic name, not an official position. As for the word "adult", it should not have been heard.

Everyone was there, and it was not convenient for him to read the letter. He used the excuse of fetching water to break Ah Yun away, and then asked in a low voice: "Third uncle, Uncle Mazi, there are no outsiders here." What trouble is Uncle Nine running into, can I help him a little? ”

"Attached, you have a heart. Brother Jiu, if he saw it, he would also feel grateful. I'm afraid no one can help with this favor! Zhang San sighed and said. Last time, thanks to you, everyone made some money. I don't know if it was fate or carried away, everyone bought a high-headed horse. I wanted to go back to my hometown to be majestic, cough, how do you know that there is no ...... in life! ”

"Yes, our lives are cheap, and we shouldn't be so arrogant!" Wang Mazi shook his head and interjected.

The two old traders finally told me a rough story about what happened to Uncle Nine. It turns out that everyone got the help of a good mount and returned to the Central Plains? It went very smoothly, and in less than 20 days, he had arrived in Yuyang County. Just as everyone was riding horses, the official suddenly stopped the entire caravan.