"My lord, why did you let me go to Qimen? Sourcing tea? Or—"

"Where is it so simple?" Liu Cheng waved his hand: "If it's just this little thing, I'll just entrust a few businessmen to make a trip, why bother Zhao Sanye with your big driver?" Speaking of this, Liu Cheng picked up a piece of paper from the bookcase and handed it to Zhao Youcai: "Look at it, these are the few things." ”

Zhao Youcai took the paper with some doubts, looked down, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide: "Big, adult, I'm afraid that the little man can't reach it!" “

"Really?" Liu Cheng picked up a letter from the bookcase and handed it to Zhao Youcai: "This is a letter from the governor, written to him in the same year as the imperial history of the two Zhejiang patrols, you take it, you can go to him if there is anything." “

"Thank you, sir!" Zhao Youcai's eyes lit up, there was a characteristic of the politics of the Ming Dynasty, that is, the suppression and erosion of the administrative power by the supervision power, and many administrative powers were actually in the hands of officials whose duties were supervision, such as the military preparation road, the governor, the inspection of the salt imperial history, and so on. The manifestation of this political tendency is that the authority of the supervision of the imperial history is extremely heavy, and the salt patrol is the fat difference in the fat difference, although the two Zhejiang patrol salt imperial history is not as good as the world's largest fat shortage of the two Huai patrol salt imperial history, but it is also a first-class important position in the world. Although Qimen's tea is theoretically not within its purview, with the protection of this adult, there are really not many problems that cannot be solved.

"Your Excellency!" Zhao Youcai thought about it for a while, and said in a deep voice: "If it is an ordinary thing, with this book, how can the villain let it out, but these few things of adults are to poke a hole in the sky!" ”

"Poke a hole!" Liu Cheng laughed: "How to poke out a hole, you say come and listen!" ”

Zhao Youcai had been following Liu Cheng for some time, and knew that he was not the kind of person who couldn't listen to the advice of his subordinates, so he boldly said: "It's okay to say the first one, but I want to count the number of tea merchants in Qimen, the approximate number of tea sold over the years, the variety, and the source of the main tea." It's nothing more than being diligent; The second can be difficult, the establishment of the ticket number, and strive to achieve deferred settlement within three years, cash bank purchase does not exceed one-third of the total purchase amount; My lord, you want to use other people's money to do business for ourselves, and who is willing to do it? The third one is even more difficult. It is necessary to purchase tea seedlings, tea seeds, collect roasted tea masters, and gradually establish their own tea shop. My lord, are you going to dig up other people's roots, cut off other people's food guys, and people are still fighting with you? “

"Third Master Zhao!" Liu Cheng interrupted Zhao Youcai's complaint: "You're right, what I want to do is to be a dominant family, not only to eat the tea trade, but also to tie these tea merchants together with us!" Open up a big picture. If you don't want to do it, I don't blame you. Go back and continue to be your head of the gold bureau; If you want to do it, ask for money and people, I'll give it to you! You go back and think about it first, think clearly before answering me! “

Zhao Youcai returned to his residence in a state similar to sleepwalking, he didn't even change his coat and fell on the bed, his eyes staring at the ceiling. Liu Cheng's last few words kept echoing in his ears: "If you want to do it, if you want money or people, I will give it to you!" Having already learned Liu Cheng's methods, he knew very well what was hidden behind these simple words: daggers, knives and axes, firearms, money and blood. Liu Chengke has never had any mercy for those who stand in his way. Zhao Youcai believes that the final winner will be Liu Cheng. But the process may not be smooth sailing, Qimen is not Shaanxi full of thieves, and he does not have thousands of soldiers and horses armed to the teeth behind him, can he save his life at a critical time with that letter alone? Zhao Youcai has little confidence.

"Damn it!" Zhao Youcai sat up suddenly. It's easy to say no, and go back to the head of the gold bureau. In a year, I easily got one or two thousand taels of silver, which is already very great as a prisoner, but my ambition ends here. Thinking of this, Zhao Youcai felt that there was an invisible claw scratching on his chest, and he was panicked and annoyed. He grabbed the teacup next to him and threw it on the ground. scolded: "Damn, life and death are rich and noble, give it a fight!" ”

When Bu Lost Rabbit woke up, the first thing he heard was the barking of the hound, which meant that someone was coming, and he subconsciously reached under the pillow and felt relieved when his fingertips touched the hilt of the cowhide-wrapped knife. This is the after-effect of his escape, and the grassland is extremely cold to the fugitives.

"Great Khan, the envoys of the Han people are here again, and they have brought news of the governor." One of his subordinates said, "Do you want to see them right away?" “

"Immediately? No! Bu Lost Rabbit sat up from the bed slowly: "I'm still a little sleepy, it will be better for them to wait." ”

"Wait?" The subordinates didn't seem to understand what Bu Losttu meant, and stood hesitantly at the door of the tent, and the cold wind blew in through the gap. Bu Lostu frowned and said loudly: "You go back and tell the envoy of the Han people, just say that I am a little uncomfortable, and let him wait." ”

"Yes, Great Khan!" Given a clear order, the subordinate stepped back. Bu Lost Rabbit's face showed a smug smile, everyone knows that the grassland is a battlefield, but there are not many who know that the banquet is also a battlefield, the difference is that the people on the grassland use bows and arrows, spears, scimitars and bones to fight, while the banquet uses tongues and brains. In the latter, what matters is not how much strength you have, but how much strength others think you have, and from the cowardly Han Chinese, deception and intimidation can get many things that cannot be obtained by force.

Wang Anshi sat in the tent, trying his best to hide the excitement in his heart. Before parting, Liu Cheng had already explained his plan to him - of course, excluding the part of Lama Chesang and Erji, and it was a matter of principle that his subordinates must not be allowed to know more than they had to be. But this was enough to make Wang Anshi very excited, and in one fell swoop pacified the left and right wings of the Mongols, and turned them into vassals of the Ming Dynasty, which no one had thought about since the death of the Yongle Emperor, and sometimes even a frightening thought flashed through his mind - maybe the country was too old and it was time for a change of ruler.

Wang Anshi was so confused in the tent that he even forgot that the guards did not bring him lunch, which was a rare thing for an envoy. When he realized this, he couldn't help but admire his boss's foresight more and more - before parting, Liu Cheng once told him: "You have to pay attention to whether Bu Lost Rabbit has any strange behavior, the strong suddenly humble and humble, and the weak suddenly show arrogance and rudeness." These abnormal behaviors can only mean one thing: he is playing tricks, trying to use trickery to get things that strength can't get. ”

"General Wang, please come with me, the Great Khan wants to see you!"

Wang Anshi nodded, he stood up and tidied up his clothes a little. As he followed the attendant towards the king's tent, there were fattened horses and shepherds with vegetables on both sides of the road, and he saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, and with a smile on his face, he entered into the king's tent.

From the moment Wang Anshi walked into the tent, Bu Lost Rabbit was carefully observing the other party, he hoped to find anger and cowardice on the other party's face, but what disappointed Bu Lost Rabbit was. On Wang Anshi's face, he couldn't find what he wanted.

"The last general will see the Great Khan!" Wang Anshi stood up: "Your Excellency the Governor asked me to tell the Great Khan, please hand over the body of the Khan to the lower part of the body, so that it can be buried with his head." ”

"Don't mention any corpses that don't have corpses!" Bu Lost Rabbit rudely interrupted Wang Anshi's words: "What about my people? When will you hand over my men? ”

"Great Khan, the dead are great." Wang Anshi had a smile on his face: "Lin Dan Khan is also your old master, and he is the bloodline of the Golden Family, so it's not good to let his head be separated like this, right?" ”

Wang Anshi's words resonated with everyone, and Bu Shitu turned his head angrily, but everyone's face showed a look of approval as far as his eyes could see. Lin Dan Khan was an enemy when he was alive, but now that he is dead. As the bloodline of the Golden Family, he deserves a decent burial.

"Okay!" Bu Lost Rabbit replied indignantly: "I can give you the corpse, but what about my people? What did the Governor say? ”

"Great Khan, the governor said that the tribes that originally belonged to the right wing can be returned to you, but the left wing belongs to Lin Dan Khan's heirs and wives." Wang Anshi replied: "The division of the tribes can only be carried out after the burial of Lin Dan Khan. I don't know what do you think of Great Khan? ”

"Okay!" Bu Lost Rabbit thought for a moment and nodded. Although this condition did not meet expectations, it was acceptable, after all, Lin Dan Khan's son was still young, as long as he took back the right-wing subordinates. Yourself have the confidence to swallow it up slowly.

"Thank you, Great Khan!" Wang Anshi said with a smile: "Then please also invite the Great Khan to participate in the funeral of the Khan, and after the funeral, the division of the people will begin." “

Bu Lost Rabbit snorted coldly and nodded.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time to hold the funeral of Lin Dan Khan. As the murderer of the deceased, Bu Lost Rabbit was also invited, which seemed a little funny, but he didn't care, it was just an appetizer before the main meal, and the important thing was the big meal later. He was like a guest ready for a grand banquet, excitedly changing into new clothes and armor, ready to go

"Are you really going to that person's funeral?" Gushi Khan deliberately avoided Lin Dan Khan's name, and because of some superstition, he didn't want the dead man's name to come out of his mouth.

"No way, this time I have to get more widow's spit on my face!" Bu Lost Rabbit Khan grimaced: "I can't let my future subordinates laugh at me, because of this, I don't even dare to attend the funeral of the dead, right?" “

"Enough, you know what I'm talking about!" Gushi Khan replied impatiently: "You are risking your life, and the Chahar people are eager to pick your skin and eat your flesh." “

"There are no Chahars anymore." Bu Lost Rabbit Khan smiled: "The real Chahar people have been killed by the Han Chinese, and the rest are just some cowards who surrendered on their knees. “

Gushi Khan stared at Bu Lost Rabbit Khan's eyes, and finally he shook his head: "Whatever you want, I won't go to this funeral anyway, I want to go back as soon as possible, and I will attack Zangba Khan after the beginning of spring." ”

"Very well, as a friend, I will send a thousand warriors to join your army!"

Gu Shi Khan grunted, did not speak, and turned to leave. Bu Lost Rabbit jumped on his horse and shouted to his guards, "Go!" ”

Trumpets and drums mingled, spears and armor shimmered, silk banners and horsehair feathers adorned with large banners, iron armor and bird guns mingled with Mongolian cavalry dressed in fur and mounted on bantam horses. All this was in the eyes of Bu Lost Rabbit Khan, who had just crossed the pontoon bridge, and he began to regret coming to this funeral a little - the appearance of the Ming army was a little too majestic, not quite like he would be forced to give in.

"Great Khan! Please come this way with me! Wang Anshi's face was full of smiles, his etiquette was impeccable, but the ironclad cavalry closely behind him was even more impossible to refuse. Bu Lost Rabbit Khan had no choice but to obey.

"These are the armies of the Ming Dynasty?" Pointing to a group of cavalry not far away, Bu Lost Rabbit Khan asked, although their leather armor was covered with the trumpet of the Ming army, but from the posture and formation of the horses, he dared to guarantee that this was a group of Chahars.

"Yes!" Wang Anshi smiled and nodded: "Liu Zongbing is a magnanimous person, and he is also very generous, and many prisoners have been thrown under his banner. ”

"Mr. Liu?" Bu Lost Rabbit asked cautiously: "Then there should be a lot of soldiers and horses under the command of this adult, right?" ”

Wang Anshi glanced back at Bu Lostu, with a smile on his face, and his eyes were cold: "Great Khan, you are a vassal of the Ming Dynasty, and you are not an enemy of the Ming Dynasty, how many soldiers and horses under the command of General Liu have nothing to do with you?" Bu Lost Rabbit lowered his head, and his heart was cold.

The funeral was held on a sandy and gravel ground about sixty miles west of the city of Ningxia, a plain with more than a dozen pyramid-shaped mounds of different sizes, from the 11th century to the 13th century, the tombs of more than a dozen kings of the Tangut Dynasty were built here, ironically, it was the Mongol army led by Genghis Khan who destroyed the Tangut Kingdom, Genghis Khan himself died in the last conquest of the Tangut, and hundreds of years later, his descendants will also be buried in this land, This cannot be said not to be a coincidence.

Behind him, the head of Lin Dan Khan and the corpse were re-stitched, dressed in the armor he always wore in life, and wore a mask on his face, and sat on an armchair, looking as if he was alive. Under the platform, dozens of Gelugpa monks in red clothes and yellow hats sit around the platform, each holding a ritual instrument and reciting scriptures. Around the Tutai, the captured Mongols helped the old and the young, and looked at the Tutai with solemn expressions, bidding farewell to their leader. (To be continued.) )