"Son-in-law, you're here."

The purple-haired fat man Kang Million stood at the gate of the manor, looking at Ma Lu and looking extremely kind. Compared with the last time we met, Fat Kang looked a little older, but his body was rounder. used to be a translator in the Anxi Army, so Kang Fatzi's official dialect is extremely authentic.

At the beginning, before Ma Lu launched the Sa Mo Construction, Kang Fat Man left the Sa Mo Jian with his family and a lot of wealth, and came to the vicinity of Kufa through Mulu City, completely away from the Khorasan Province. This large manor on the outskirts of Kufa City is the property of Kang Wan, and Xiao Ma Chen spent his first few years in this manor.

Kang Million looked at Ma Lan, his expression was as kind as a family member, and he didn't seem to care much about the two thousand murderous Anxi New Army behind Ma Lan.

"I thought you had already escaped, but this time I came here just to try your luck, but I didn't expect you to be here. Dead fatty, do you think I don't dare to kill you? Ma Lan looked at the old fat man and said coldly.

"The virtuous son-in-law laughed, it's all a family, how can you kill me. Lin'er has already given birth to an heir for you, and Chen'er also has my family's blood flowing in her body, even if you have any knots in your heart, let's untie them, they are all from your own family, it's not a big deal. Kang Million smiled gently and made a gesture of invitation to Ma Lu.

Ma Lan snorted, jumped off the back of Qinghai's skull, and motioned for the athletes to stay where they were and walk towards the manor first. The purple-haired fat man smiled and walked in.

"Virtuous son-in-law, I have no heirs, everything is to be left to Chen'er. This manor is also Chen'er's property. ”

Date palms were planted on both sides of the avenue of the manor, and the two walked on the avenue. Kang Million pointed to both sides and said with a smile.

"Chen'er is my child, I will give him everything he should have, you don't have to worry about it." Ma Lan glanced at Fat Kang and sneered, "Now the entire big food is under my control, and tens of millions of taxes are levied every year. Do you think Chen'er needs your possessions? ”

"Son-in-law, that's different. Chen'er is your child, Ke Lin'er is his mother, these are what he deserves. What's more, Lin'er is a Hu girl, and you have married a wife, and you will have many heirs in the future, how much status can Chen'er have? eats thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, but it has nothing to do with Chen'er, these are all yours now. But how much can you give Chen'er? ”

Ma Lan snorted: "Give him as much as he needs." My children will be the same in the future, and Lin'er is no different from my wife for me, but the difference is just a name. ”

Kang Million touched his beard and said with a smile: "The virtuous son-in-law has a good temperament, and the old man believes that this is your true words." Lin'er followed you, which is also her blessing. You can say this, which proves that the old man is not wrong. But my things must be left to Chen'er. I have no heirs......"

"You know I'm coming, you should know what I'm here for. I'm not here to hear that from you. Ma Xuan paused, turned his head to look at Fat Man Kang and said coldly, "Dead Fat Man, you are the shaman of the Persian Temple. ”

Fat Kang smiled and said, "Virtuous son-in-law." Think about it yourself, from the beginning when Lin'er saved you to the present, is there a place for the old man's family to live with you? Is there a place that hurts you? ”

Ma Lan snorted: "Don't think about it, I know no." But you are the shaman of the Persian Temple, and I am the general of the Tang Dynasty. ”

Kang Million laughed and said: "The general of the Tang Dynasty is just an identity. The shaman of the Persian temple is nothing more than an identity. Son-in-law, do you think that a man like the old man would really believe in Ahula? ”

Ma Lan was stunned for a moment.

A guy like Kang Million, a person like a human spirit, naturally wouldn't be a loyal believer in Ahula.

Kang Million smiled: "This shaman identity ...... More than 30 years ago, the old man traveled to Chang'an and took such a hat by the way. The Persian Temple is extremely wealthy, and with their help, the old man's business is getting bigger and bigger. However, the old man never believed in Ahura, the old man did not believe in any gods, only himself. ”

Ma Lan let out a sigh, looked at Fat Kang and said, "However, you recommended me to the Great Shaman, how can you justify this?" ”

"Virtuous son-in-law, you and I are a family, what is wrong with the old man wanting you to be the emperor? The old man's thoughts, you didn't know later, when you were still building a slave in the sassy mo, you knew that the old man helped you, purely for the sake of strange goods. This sentence is not just talking, the old man just wants to be Lu Buwei once, and there is nothing to hide. The strength of the Persian Temple is strong, if you are willing to borrow their power, you will have become the emperor by now, and the old man's wish has been achieved. Kang Fatzi's face did not change, and he smiled gently.

"Dead fatty, I'm Han, how can I be in the company of those dog thieves in the Persian Temple? As for the establishment of fire as the state religion, it is even more absurd. It is a great sin for you to let the Persian temple secretly fuel the flames and force me to rebel. ”

"Hehe, Khomeini is just a fool, those shamans in the Persian temple are all crazy, they actually want to establish Zoroastrianism as the state religion of the Central Plains by changing the dynasty, in fact, it is just wishful thinking." Fat Kang smiled very gently, "The old man asked them to choose a virtuous son-in-law, the purpose is to let the virtuous son-in-law ascend to the throne of God, but I didn't think that I really wanted to establish Huozheng as the state religion of Middle-earth." The people of Middle-earth have been enlightened for generations, and even if the Zoroastria is everywhere, it is impossible to convert to the fire Zoroastrian, and those people in the Persian temple are just daydreaming. ”

"What's more, when you become the emperor and the handle of the knife is in your hand, it is what promised to the Persian Temple in the past, and at this time, you can also break the promise casually, pick up the knife and kill the people of the Persian Temple. When the time comes, you will be your emperor in peace, and the people in the Persian Temple are already dead, what can they do with you? ”

Ma Lan was silent.

"You already understood the old man's thoughts. Today's virtuous son-in-law has achieved such an achievement, which shows that the old man's vision is good. Today's virtuous son-in-law is no different from the king of a country. The old man said that strange goods can live, but in fact, with today's virtuous son-in-law, your achievements, the old man can already be said to be successful. With your strength and position today, the old man has nothing to help you with. Kang Fatzi said with a smile, also a little embarrassed.

Ma Lan glanced at Kang Wanwan, let out a long breath, and said in a deep voice: "Your words sound very reasonable, you should have prepared it a long time ago." No wonder you dare to stay here and not escape, it turns out that you want to impress me with your incorruptible tongue and let me spare your life. Dead fatty, if you were a Tang person, I would probably believe you. ”

Kang Million was slightly stunned: "What do you mean by what the virtuous son-in-law said?" What the old man said was the truth, and there was no half-truth. ”

"Strange goods can live...... What are you drawing? Ma Lan looked at Kang Wanwan, "You are a Sogdian, a natural profit-seeker, as you just said, you don't even believe in Ahura, then what you believe in is only profit." You sent Lin'er to me, and you are bent on pushing me to the throne of God, what are you trying to do? I am the emperor, what good is it with you? It's not profitable, you have helped me many times, what do you want? ”

Kang Million frowned and said, "What's the picture?" Odd goods can live ...... Isn't that the biggest benefit? ”

Ma Ling looked at Kang Million coldly and did not speak.

Kang Million said: "Virtuous son-in-law, what do you ask me to do, then the old man asks you, what is that Lu Buwei thou?" What Lu Buwei wants is what I want. ”

"What the old man wants, as the virtuous son-in-law said, is profit. And when the virtuous son-in-law becomes the emperor, doesn't the old man benefit? The old man is not as talented as Lu Buwei, he can't be a prime minister, but he is not useless, and he can manage the finances for his son-in-law. Being a businessman is not as good as being a minister after all. Taking a step back, even if you don't let me be a minister, the old man continues to be a businessman, and with the relationship with the virtuous son-in-law, there will naturally be a large number of businessmen who will cooperate with the old man and be able to earn a lot of money. In any case, as long as you become the emperor, the old man and I will be profitable. Don't you understand such obvious benefits? ”

“…… Is that all there is to it? Ma Ling pondered for a long time and asked with a frown.

"If you and Lin'er's heirs can also ascend to the throne of God in the future, then it will naturally be complete. At that time, among the royal bloodlines, there will also be the blood of the old man, which is also very attractive to the old man. ”

Ma Lan was silent for a long time and nodded.

If so...... It's a little bad to start with Fat Kang. After all, he is Lin'er's father and Chen'er's grandfather. And so far, Fat Kang has only helped him, and has never done anything harmful.

Want him to be emperor...... There's nothing wrong with that. As for Kang Fatzi's identity as a shaman in the Persian temple, when you think about it, you know that Dead Fat Man is not a devout disciple of Ahula, this is the purest businessman.

Since Sa Mojian met him, Kang Fatzi has been running a big business. And speaking of the fat man's vision is definitely not bad, the current situation is enough to prove this.

"Dead fatty, the Persian temple is in the homeland of Persia...... How much more power? ”

"Virtuous son-in-law, the power of the Persian Temple is concentrated in the Tang Dynasty, and there is no place for them to stand in the west of Green Mountain. The shaman of the Persian temple west of the green mountain is only one old man, and these subordinates of the old man are not strictly speaking from the Persian temple. There are people who devout Ahura in Persia, but none of them have anything to do with Persian temples. ”

Ma Lan nodded.

Persian temple ...... It's history. The power of the Persian temple east of the green mountain has been completely eradicated by the Anxi spies, and the profit-seeking people like Kang Fatzi are not devout believers at all, and he, the shaman of the Persian temple, can be ignored.

In this way, it's okay not to kill Kang Fatzi.

In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't really want to kill this fat man. Not to mention anything else, if there was no Kang Fatzi, there would be no Anxi Army today. Lin'er bought him back in the prisoner of war camp and saved his life, and when Sa Mojian was launched, Kang Fatzi provided war horses and ordnance, and dispatched a large number of family guards to assist, if it weren't for this person, it would not have been possible that night, in that case, there would be no thousands of athletes returning to Anxi safely, there would be no Anxi on his main side, and there would be no new army in Anxi, so naturally there would be no today's situation.

Everything has a cause and effect, and the cause of the construction of the day brings the effect of today. The purple-haired fat man really didn't have a place to live with him, since he was just a nominal shaman of a Persian temple, then don't kill him. (To be continued.) )