Although Wang Jin's figure is thin, this also gives him room to change, as long as he wears more heavy clothes, he can become bloated. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In ancient times, transportation was very inconvenient, and most people in the small peasant society did not leave the place where they lived, within a radius of ten miles, not only to maintain their own rule, but also to go far away is a very dangerous thing.

In ancient times, official roads were relatively smooth dirt roads, and horse-drawn carriages could dislocate people's internal organs, so many people would rather go out on horseback than suffer in a comfortable-looking carriage.

However, there are still some markets for horse-drawn carriages, and it is impossible for ordinary people to go out on a pair of legs, so cheap carriages and horses have become the best choice. Spacious carriages can be loaded into the goods together, and some large carriages and carriages will carry some contraband, or goods of high value, to avoid being taxed heavily.

Since it is an entrainment, there must be hidden grids in the carriage, and Wang Jin has the idea of these hidden grids. Lingzhou City has closed the city gates, prohibiting anyone from entering and leaving, everyone knows that this situation will not last long, the people in the city have no food and firewood outside the city, and they can't last too long.

When Wang Jin quietly appeared near the carriage and horse shop, his thin body was gone, he was now a bloated monster with a strange hairstyle, he was going to sneak into the carriage, he had already inquired about the situation of this convoy, they had a way to get out of the city.

In order to better hide himself, Wang Jin wore very thick clothes and cut off his hair with a knife. The ancients paid attention to the hair and skin of the body, and it was unfilial piety to be easily destroyed by their parents, but Wang Jin did not have this kind of worry.

The owner of the carriage and horse shop is also a very powerful person in Lingzhou, and almost all of them have contacts with high-level cultural relics officials in Lingzhou, and there are many people who honor high-ranking officials every year. In this business, it is almost impossible to move an inch without going up and down, and even the soldiers guarding the door can knock on the bamboo.

Behind the scenes of the owner of this carriage and horse shop is Han Xun's son Han Su.

This Han Xun's eldest son has some absolutely confidential business that must be done by someone he trusts. Lingzhou had a big business with the Dangxiang people, the Khitans, and the Tubo people.

The living environment of these grassland peoples is extremely harsh, the diet is basically meat, and there is no grassland that must be needed to eat meat, and the daily necessities such as salt, iron, and tea are their necessities, but once there is a conflict with the Central Plains Dynasty, it will be an extremely severe trade embargo.

Greasy meat without salt to flavor and tea to moisten the intestines will immediately collapse the body, so when the party people do not have these materials, they can only grab them.

On the surface, Lingzhou is hostile to the party members, but the party people are not monolithic, and the Tuoba clan of the Dingyan army in the east is not in harmony with the other seven clans of the party, and the territory of the Dingyan army produces horses, and Lingzhou lacks good war horses, and the two families hit it off. Not only the party, but also the Tibetan and Liao states.

This kind of thing can't be known to the world, otherwise the reputation of Lingzhou Han's father and son will be stinky, and no one can stand it if the big hat of the enemy is buckled!

It was not known when the city gate would be opened, and the treasurer was anxious.

This is no ordinary trade in goods, in a sense, this is already an arms deal, and the consequences of such a delay in business are quite serious!

"The eldest prince, but the goods have been loaded and prepared, and the city gate will not be let out, see if you can let the military patrol envoy raise your noble hand."

Han Zhu is also a little worried, his father is angry, although he also supports this kind of business, but at the moment, he will definitely not allow the city gate to be opened without permission, he has no good impression of Han Wei and his son, he always feels that they are also the scourge of Lingzhou, and if they die, they will die, there is nothing to be sorry for!

Han Zhu didn't have much indignation about this matter, which was very beneficial to him in the power struggle in Lingzhou.

"Tell the convoy to go out from the north gate, the commander who guards the city there is my man, don't open the gate, go through the small gate." Han Su can do this kind of thing, and no one will say to Han Xun that the next Shuofang Jiedu envoy is basically Han Zhu, and there is no need to offend.

Wang Jin nested in the carriage full of goods and became extremely crowded, quietly waiting for his fate, according to the words he heard from the car dealers around him, he judged that the goods this time were very important, and they should be released, but it was only a higher probability, if Han Xun's anger was great to a certain extent, then there was no way.

He didn't regret the assassination of Han Wei at all, and the role of Taoguang in the troubled times was not as good as showing his fangs. In this era, only the strong are recognized, and everything about the strong will be whitewashed, and the history of the five generations is also written by the strong in blood.

An hour later, this special convoy departed from the north gate, and the cargo in the carriage was only some salt of very poor quality, and the hidden compartment was full of iron weapons. Han Xun, a part-time arms dealer, sold weapons that could kill the Lingzhou army to his enemies in exchange for arming his own war horses.

It was already dark, and the soldiers defending the city looked into the dim distance without squinting, ignoring the convoy that was haunting in front of their eyes, and they didn't even come forward to ask. Wang Jin was hiding in a car, surrounded by salt.

The dark was mixed with the faint smell of salt, and the only sound left for the "rattling" of wooden wheels was left in my ears. The potholed official road caused a lot of trouble for the carriages, and the wheels were constantly sinking into the pits. Wang Jin in the carriage was bumped and his internal organs were all out of place, but his ears were still listening carefully, listening to the situation outside, and analyzing when he would get out.

From the east of Lingzhou is the territory of the Dingyan Jiedu envoy, and the destination of the convoy is Xiazhou, the core area of the Tuoba clan. From Lingzhou, you must pass through the Great Wall, but at this time the Great Wall has long been dilapidated, and the bricks and stones can no longer protect the Central Plains farming people within the wall after experiencing countless foreign war horses. The towns along the route had no intention of repairing at all, and their biggest threat was not the murderous nomads, but the Central Plains Emperor, who threatened their rights.

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"Uncle, that's the Great Wall, it looks tattered, can this stop the Khitan and the party barbarians?" After seeing the rumored Great Wall, a young man outside the carriage said disappointedly to the middle-aged man next to him that they had been driving for a day and a night, and finally arrived at the Great Wall before dark.

"You kid knows a fart, it doesn't matter if you can block the barbarians, as long as you can separate the barbarians, as long as the Great Wall is still there, our business will always be prosperous!" The middle-aged man whispered a few words, and then said a few words that seemed to be very profound.

The young man naturally didn't understand, but he closed his mouth very interestingly, and now he has entered Youzhou, which is the territory of the villagers, and it is better not to talk about this kind of topic.

"Stop! Rest for a quarter of an hour on the road! The leader of the convoy's escort shouted loudly, exhausted from the long journey, especially in this difficult and rugged mountain road.

Wang Jin endured for a day and a night, and now the opportunity has finally come. He removed the salt bag covering his body, stretched his stiff limbs, and took out the big cake that he secretly hid in Lingzhou when he was hiding in his arms.

The people in the convoy were all around the campfire to eat dry food and drink water, many people had already taken a nap, and no one noticed the situation on Wang Jin's side.

"Woo Er Er Er Yu Yu" The empty field sounded the abrupt sound of horses, and the sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer.

Wang Jin's leg had already stretched out of the carriage, and he quickly retracted it.

"The party cavalry is coming, everyone run away!"

The galloping iron cavalry in the distance was rapidly approaching, and a brigade of cavalry who did not know who it was.