The horse is as dusty as Lu Bing, it looks grizzled, even so it is still a good horse, you don't need to look at anything else, just look at the physique to know that it is really a tall and handsome BMW. The horse's eyelashes were long and flickering, and under the eyelashes were those charming eyes. Song Cripple's heart moved, so he took a rag and swept the dust off the horse's body casually. The horse snorted, and moved his body quite dissatisfied, and he didn't know whether he thought Song Cripple's rag was dirty or dusty.

Song lame scolded with a smile: "This stubborn brute, your mother is a donkey, so stubborn, hum, mule life." casually said vulgar jokes, and Ma Er ignored him, probably because he couldn't understand the official dialect of the Northwest. Suddenly, Lao Song looked at his uncolored rag and saw that there was something strange on it, and when he looked at it, it was all over the rag with blood. If you look at your own hands, it's all there.

Song lame touched his whole body, but found no injuries, and then looked at the horse and showed no signs of injury. Song Cripple was shocked, looked at his hand, and sniffed it on his nose again, it was not blood, the color was too light, like some light red paint. Song Cripple carefully looked at this horse, it was a bloody horse!

Song Cripple was a little scared, who was the person who came just now, and he actually left this priceless heavenly horse here at will, not worried at all, is this a big heart or fearless? Song Cripple suddenly had a bad heart, rode this horse away, flew high, and sold it to endless wealth. But soon Song Cripple dispelled this idea, not to mention that he might not be able to sell the horse if he was unfamiliar with the place outside. It will also lead to the scourge of killing, who doesn't know that this is the reason why the husband is innocent and guilty. What's more, the person who dares to do this can be an ordinary person, and if he steals his horse, he is afraid that death will not be far away. Song lame sighed. Honestly nailed the horseshoe went.

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Lu Bing walked into the tavern, and before entering, Lu Bing took a deep breath and deliberately restrained his murderous aura. But this entry still attracted everyone's attention. There were seven or eight tables of guests in the room, most of them were vulgar men, and there were two tables of masked people, they stopped talking and looked at the door together, but instantly gave up observing Lu Bing. Continue to talk and laugh.

Thinking about it, Lu Bing's figure is tall and stout, and if he is in the Central Plains, he will still attract attention. In the northwest, in the world of bloody men, everyone is a strong man, and Lu Bing is not so conspicuous.

Lu Bing found a place to sit down. The table was covered in oil. I can't erase the black feeling, and I don't know what color it is. Lu Bing didn't dislike sitting in a robe either, after sitting down, he asked for a pot of wine and a whole piece of beef, and arranged for Xiao Er to serve a few small dishes on his own, Lu Bing didn't want to drink, but later found that the Western Regions all drank tea bricks, which were made of the scraps of Central Plains tea, which was extremely unpalatable.

For tea bricks, Lu Bing knows the way. There is a road called the Tea Horse Road, which specializes in the tea and horse business. That is, to exchange tea for horses, and to exchange the inferior tea bricks of the Han people for horses in the Western Regions. For this reason, the imperial court also set up a tea and horse division as a supervision, but the northwest wars were frequent, and the political changes were frequent, and the tea and horse division had long been abandoned, and most of the officials appointed had become idle officials.

This kind of tea brick is extremely cheap in the interior of the Ming Dynasty, but it is very expensive in the northwest, but the Hu people can not do without tea, they eat some beef and mutton on weekdays, if there is no tea to go to the oil to be greasy and laxative, I am afraid that I will die of pain. Although there is no supervision by the imperial court now, the private tea and horse business giants are still controlling the order on this tea horse road, such as Chang Luqi, the leader of the horse gang in Qindi, southern Shaanxi, and northern Shaanxi, is No. 1.

In this industry, tea is exchanged for horses, and there is a shortage of horses in the Central Plains, and the profits are big and big, but they are all fought with sabers and blood, because the tea bricks that come out every year must be controlled by these giants. This is not to rely on one's own strength to bully the market, this is a last resort. There are more Han people, there are many teas, and there is no difficulty in making tea bricks, and it is not necessary to be very fine for the Hu people, so it can be said that every household can make it.

Once this is the case, others will see the huge profits will be rich and risky, and it seems to start a tea and horse business, so that the tea bricks in Fanbang must be more, and the price will be reduced, which will inevitably cause the situation of cheap tea and expensive horses. When the time comes, if you want to enter the horse from Fanbang, it will be even more difficult, and the court will have to pay a lot of real money, and it will be more restricted by others because of the demand for war horses.

Therefore, the tea and horse division of the imperial court is the top priority, but now the duties of the imperial court are controlled by these giant merchants and horse gangs, and it goes without saying that there must be local officials who make a false public and private profit, so as to benefit from it. If Lu Bing wants to take the territory of the Western Regions and establish his own world, he must first take the Tea and Horse Division. This is not only beneficial to the imperial court, but also can increase taxes and return the city to the people, and prevent the oligarchs from bullying and dominating the market to become a monopoly. The most important thing is that the paper can't hold the fire, this kind of trade court yamen is a well-informed mouthpiece, and now there is no action that others can't say, in case it is really established in the northwest and called the emperor, this matter will spread to the capital, I am afraid that according to Zhu Houxi's temper, the brothers will turn against each other.

Lu Bing was thinking about it while eating the dishes that Xiao Er had just served, he originally thought that the tea here was difficult to drink, but the wine turned out to be not very good, it was all hot and spicy spirits, strong and flavorful, and it was very heartburn to drink. However, the guests here are all people who are in a hurry, and drinking is nothing more than to keep out the cold and relieve fatigue, and no one would want to come to the far northwest to taste good wine. Lu Bing is not such a person who has a lot of things, so he ate a mouthful of meat and wine.

Just now asked the shopkeeper to arrange a few dishes at random, and Lu Bing found out that these dishes were all meat dishes, such as animal offal. In this northwest, which is not suitable for farming, perhaps the price of green vegetables is much more expensive than meat. Lu Bing was really unaccustomed to eating like this, and he didn't feel a little greasy just eating meat, so he used wine to send the things in his mouth, and observed the people in the room with his spare eyes.

Lu Bing sat in the corner, looking at the room. There were apparently four groups of people in the house, and one wave seemed to be local residents. Coming to this restaurant is nothing more than eating something, drinking some wine, bragging and chatting together. Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and relying on the water to eat the water, eat the caravan on the checkpoint trade road, and now is not the peak season for travel, and there are no large caravans today. Everyone is not busy, and the leisure time in the northwest of cultural life can only pass the time in this way.

The other two waves of people seemed to be a caravan of young men, with a total of six people, waiting for a large number of people to arrive here, or gathering together to go northwest, which was nothing more than huddling together to cope with the dangers that might occur on the road. Of course, they could also be swordsmen, because Lu Bing found that two of them had thick calluses on their tiger mouths and were experts in making knives. And the other few people's fists are flat, and they must have practiced boxing.

There is also a wave of people who seem to be the masters of the sword often, and they are full of murderous and brute energy. Lu Bing estimated that he was a horse bandit who came to eat and drink, and he didn't know if Lu Dao came to the town to spy on the strength of the horse team, or if he was doing something else.

There were three tables in the last wave, and there were more than a dozen people. Lu Bing really couldn't see what they were doing. I don't even know what they look like, the only thing that can be confirmed is that they are carrying knives, but it is nothing to bring knives on the road in the northwest, and Lu Bing doesn't know what their knives look like. This is all due to the big black robes they wear, and their faces are also obscured. They did not speak, nor eat, but sat from there, a table of meat and vegetables unmoving. Lu Bing's eyes didn't matter, so he glanced over there. Think about how the people who look like Arabs eat, whether they take off their masks or use some other method.

Suddenly, the man who looked like a horse thief came over. He said to the masked man, "You still have a chair that is useless, can you lend it to us?" The thief was nothing more than a free bench, and the man only nodded and waved his hand in agreement, but did not reply.

The thief was displeased, thinking that the men had despised him, and muttered a few words and walked away with his stool, his eyes constantly glancing this way, but he did not make another move. After all, there are too many things on the edge of this desert that don't fit in with each other, and face is important, but there is no need to fight with others for this little thing, you must know that if you are infected with a knife in this era, it will be fatal. The caravan dressed up smelled the gunpowder of the two waves, picked up the guys and luggage in their hands and walked out, while the local residents hid in the backyard, only Lu Bingwen still sat there eating meat and drinking wine. Someone in the merchant mentioned Lu Bing: "Brother, it's windy here, go outside to take shelter." ”

"Thank you, the wine and food are not finished, it's not good to waste it for no reason, in short, thank you brother Tai for mentioning." Lu Bing hugged his fists and said, the man also hugged his fists, shook his head and wanted to say something more, but when he saw the horse bandit looking here, he had to leave. Although there was a good player among them, and there were a few old swordsmen and old boxers, those who came out to ask for money didn't care too much about face, they didn't even look back, sighed and left. With this sigh, I don't know if Lu Dao sighed for himself, or sighed for the lax law and discipline at the Ming Border Pass, or for Lu Bing, who didn't know how powerful Lu Dao was, and didn't know what was going on.

After a while, there was a sound of horses' hooves outside the door, and the horse thieves stood up to meet the man, and four big men came in from outside the door, and they asked for wine and meat. The shopkeeper didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly complied, but the shop was so big that there might be enough stools in the room, but there were not enough tables, and the other tables were full of leftovers that had not had time to be cleaned up. Xiao Er hurriedly came to pick up, but saw a big man who was sitting in the seat and looked straight at him and forced him back. Now there is a vacant seat in the room, that is, Lu Bing alone occupies a table, and there is the group of masked people sitting loosely.

A big man with a scarred face is the leader at first glance, because all horse thieves are the only ones who look at the horse. Scar's face looked very fierce, a scar slashed from the corner of his left mouth to his right eye, and he glanced at Lu Bing. Lu Bing drank by himself, ate unhurriedly, and seemed to inadvertently raise his eyes and glance at the scarred face.

Scar's face has a pair of cloudy eyes on his pitted face, and cloudy eyes don't mean he can't look at people. That scarface is also a man in the desert, he has seen a lot of big swordsmen and strongmen, who can see eight or nine at a glance, Lu Bing is not easy to provoke him to see, because although Lu Bing tried his best to suppress it, Scarface could still feel a murderous aura, which was transmitted straight to his eyes along Lu Bing's eyes.

The scar-faced man gave up the possibility of making up his mind on Lu Bing, and the masked people next to him were powerful and looked mysterious, and they were not easy to mess with. But when he saw the appearance of his little brother, he understood a little in his heart, so he asked in a low voice, and his subordinates explained the matter, and Scarface was a little embarrassed.

But with his subordinates, it really can't be justified if he just leaves. In addition, the little minion who didn't open his eyes just now publicly complained to himself, saying that others looked down on him, etc., although the voice was small, the people in the house should have heard it. This makes Scarface even more dilemma, if he wants to get back on the field, it may be a life-and-death fight. If you don't get your face back, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to convince the public after your prestige is damaged, so how will you mix it up in the future. (To be continued......)