Fan Xian looked at the young man and smiled, but he was very deep hidden by the smile, but he didn't let the young man find out. He had been standing on the meadow for a long time, watching the young man come out of the king's tent, and waiting for the young man to come closer to the meadow before he uttered the six words.

He wanted to give the young man a chance to talk, for he knew that the young man who had come out of the king's tent must be eager to talk to the merchant of the Central Plains. And the means of talking is one of the kung fu that Fan Xian is best at, thinking that the holy daughter of the Northern Qi Dynasty Haitang was defeated by his tongue kung fu in the end, not to mention this young man.

"Of course. The young man smiled and said, "Although it is only six words, the momentum of the grassland was suddenly forced out by these six words. ”

This is an excuse, this is a very bad excuse found by the young man who has been lonely on the grassland for a long time and urgently needs to chat with the people of the Central Plains and relieve his homesickness - the perennial spy work of the Supervision Yuan has made Fan Xian make a quick decision in such a short period of time - this young man is obviously not a Hu man, but he walked out of the royal tent, and he must have something to do with the person he is looking for, so he will make a move.

"People from the Central Plains?" Fan Xian pretended to look at him suspiciously and asked, "I haven't seen you in the caravan all the way." ”

"Some of the goods were not sold, and the king treated us guests very well, so I stayed to see if there was any benefit. Obviously, this young man is not a master of lying, and Fan Xian heard some problems in his tone.

"I'm here for the first time. Fan Xian smiled, pointed to the crescent moon sea and grassland in front of him, and said, "I didn't expect the scenery on the grassland to be so charming." ”

"If you watch it for a long time, you will get tired of it. The young man said with a wry smile.

"Oh, I just arrived today, and I can't feel tired of it, how long have you been here?" Fan Xian asked curiously: "They all say that the Hu people are barbaric, you live here, aren't you afraid that they will suddenly go crazy?"

After disguise, Fan Xian has a handsome and sincere face, coupled with his comfortable tone and extremely sincere attitude, it is easy to gain the trust of others. His conversation with the young man went on naturally.

In his words, he was also a member of the grassland to do business, but he was forced to stay in the grassland and stayed here for more than three months.

However, Fan Xian already had a plan in his heart, so he naturally would not believe these excuses, if he was a businessman, how could he enter and exit the king's tent so easily?

In particular, the young man's dress, the pair of Huren leather boots that had been worn out, revealed that he had been on the grassland for a long time. Through these conversations, Fan Xian obtained a lot of useful information, such as the Central Plains people who stayed in the Crescent Sea King Tent should be more than one young person, and at least ten people stayed for a long time, and for example, some subtle changes in the King Tent in the past two years, and so on.

"After all, it is the territory of the Hu people, after the goods are emptied this time, Brother Wei should go back to the Central Plains. Fan Xian invited very sincerely: "Follow our caravan together, and the safety on the road is also guaranteed." ”

Wei Wucheng was stunned, he didn't know how to answer, looking at the young businessman's sincere expression, he actually felt a little sorry in his heart. He didn't quite understand why he had been chatting with this seemingly ordinary young businessman for so long, but he could feel that this conversation was very comfortable, and the other party was a very trustworthy interlocutor.

If Wei Wucheng's inference is passed out, I am afraid that everyone in the world will laugh off his big teeth, Nanqing Fan Xian, is he a person who can be trusted?

"Okay, I'll go and ask the elders of the clan. Wei Wucheng replied with a reluctant smile. Fan Xian was not stupid enough to break this point directly, stood up from the meadow, patted his buttocks, and said, "Brother Wei, see you in the evening." ”

In the evening, the king of Xihu set up a banquet to entertain the original merchants, if Wei Wucheng was really a businessman, then he would definitely meet at the banquet, Wei Wucheng hesitated for a moment, and explained: "The banquet at night is to entertain you, we don't expect to come." ”

............" Wei Wucheng has no accent, but he is certainly not a businessman. Fan Xian took a sip of Yangnǎi wine, frowned a little uncomfortably, and said to Mu Feng'er beside him: "And he has been on the grassland for at least a year, and there are at least a dozen people who can enter and leave the king's tent at will with him." ”

Mu Feng'er glanced at the adult, lowered her voice and asked, "Is it the person we are looking for?"

"It should be almost. Fan Xian didn't seem to expect his luck to be so good, but he immediately shook his head, "But this Wei Wucheng is not a professional spy, otherwise it would be impossible to make such a big mistake, I was thinking, what do these Central Plains people want to do when they stay in Xihu?"

Fan Xian put down the bowl, looked at Mu Feng'er and said: "The most important thing is that the person named Songzhi Immortal Ling has not yet shown his form, no matter what Wei Wucheng and his party can help Xihu, but Xihu Wang's account trusts this person so much, it must be because of Songzhi Immortal Order." ”

"According to the adult's wishes, I went to inquire, but I didn't dare to say my name directly, for fear of attracting the attention of others. Mu Feng'er said: "But in the past two years, Xihu Danyu has not accepted concubines, and even women have not been except for his wife. ”

Fan Xian paused for a moment, from the beginning, he thought that Songzhi Xianling was a woman, so Mu Feng'er would start to investigate from this angle, but at this time, hearing Mu Feng'er's reply, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing at himself, and said: "If it's really her, how can you be Shan Yu's favorite concubine." ”

"There's one more problem. Mu Feng'er said seriously: "I think that Wei Wucheng's appearance is too coincidental, so clever that he can't explain it, and what he said can't be fully believed, what if it's a trap or misleading?"

"My target was not the Central Plains people in the king's tent. Fan Xian lowered his head and said, "Wei Wucheng's appearance seems coincidental to you, but in my opinion, it is not coincidental at all. ”

He shook his head and said: "The grassland and the Central Plains are completely two worlds, and if you don't stay here for a year and a half, you can't understand those people's longing for their hometown...... Wei Wucheng was still a young man, and his homesickness was uncontrollable, and when he saw us merchants from the Central Plains, he naturally wanted to talk and listen to what interesting things were happening in his homeland. ”

Does homesickness really make people so uncomfortable? Mu Feng'er frowned, secretly thinking that after she was transferred from one place to the Qi Nian team, she had also sent an envoy abroad, but she didn't think it would be anything.

As if guessing what Mu Feng'er was thinking, Fan Xian said: "There will always be a day when the expatriate envoys will be done, but those Central Plains people who enter and leave the king's tent ...... Or the Northern Qi people, but they may never be able to return to their hometown. ”

After saying this, he fell into silence, the reason why he felt Wei Wucheng's mind so clearly was because Fan Xian knew very well how much love would accumulate in his heart for a wanderer who was difficult to return to his homeland and stranded in a foreign land.

Just like himself, after leaving the world full of the smell of potions, he could never go back, although he never thought about it in pieces, but he still missed it.

"Even if it is...... Wei Wucheng was homesick and wanted to talk to the merchants of the Central Plains, but weren't the people in the king's tent afraid that he would leak his mouth?"

"He is a merchant, and we can't go deep into the royal tent to see the proceedings of the Xihu nobles, and no one can prove anything. ”

Obviously, Mu Feng'er was still very worried about Wei Wucheng's chance encounter with Master Tisi, and frowned and said, "I just think it's strange, since it's a casual chat, why doesn't he go to the Xiong family's merchants, or find me...... You just found you, an adult?"

Fan Xian was silent for a moment, a lovely smile appeared on his face, and he said, "My encounter with Wei Wucheng was not a coincidence...... You know, when he came out of the king's tent, I was already standing on the meadow, watching his every move. ”

Mu Feng'er also saw that scene clearly, he stood at the door of the tent next to the crescent sea, watching Lord Tisi standing on the meadow, overlooking the grassland lake.

"I'm better looking, even if I'm wearing makeup, I'm still better looking......," Fan said with a smile, "and it will give people a feeling of being willing to get close." When I was standing on the meadow, the bearded girl next to Haizi was looking at me hotly, didn't you notice?"

Mu Feng'er's face changed, this kind of narcissistic words were really not easy to accept, but he also knew that what Lord Tisi said was just the truth, he might be able to dress up as an ordinary businessman, but he was definitely the most attractive one among the businessmen.

"I stood on the meadow to attract the attention of the young man who hurried out of the king's tent. Fan Xian said: "I want him to see me at a glance, and then ...... Come to me, if it is said that I seduced Wei Wucheng to come to talk to me, it is not a deviation from the truth. ”

Mu Feng'er spread her hands helplessly and said, "It turned out to be a beautiful man." ”

The two of them gossiped in the tent, but in fact waited for the arrival of the king's tent feast when the sun shone on the crescent moon sea. It didn't take long for a Hu interpreter to come to respectfully invite guests, and the merchants in the various tents came out one after another, not carrying the goods, but looking at their arms, they should be carrying a valuable gift for Shan Yu.

Mu Feng'er also brought some on his body, and the specific arrangements Fan Xian was not very clear, he just walked at the end of everyone, and walked towards the king's tent without attracting any attention.

The largest tent at the foot of the mountain, the towering royal flag, marked the noble status and great power of the people inside. Looking at this scene, Fan Xian couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, this is the king's tent of Xihu, and the owner of the grassland lives in it. The Qing ** team has been fighting and chasing the owner of the grassland for countless years, but none of them have been able to find this royal flag.

Because the Xihu royal tent moved at any time, and the traces were mysterious, whether it was Emperor Qing personally leading the troops to the west, or the later repeated attacks of the eldest prince and the Ye family, they did not find each other, and there was no way to even get close.

Fan Xian's footsteps moved slowly, thinking in his heart that the royal tent, which tens of thousands of iron horsemen could not approach, was actually in front of him, and this kind of attraction and temptation was really huge. However, he immediately calmed down, and the fact that the Xihu King Tent now dared to declare it in front of the world also proved the other party's intentions and the changes brought about by those Central Plains people in the King Tent.

When I entered the king's tent, I found that this tent no longer looked like a tent, but like a palace with a unique style, the high canopy was painted with strange patterns with paint, and there were strange lights in the clouds, and the flow of the pen was colorful, which made Fan Xian suddenly have a few familiar strange feelings, as if he had seen them somewhere.

His identity is the second director of the No. 1 Commercial Bank in Shazhou, and his status is much lower than that of other big businessmen, but he just followed Mu Feng'er and sat closest to the door.

And the master of the steppe, the king of Xihu, sits on the deepest seat.

The tent was dark, and the face of the man Shan Yu could not be seen clearly. Fan Xian squinted his eyes, glancing there as unobtrusively as possible, only to see that it was a middle-aged man in his thirties.

Then Fan Xian found that his calmness was indeed very necessary, because beside the Xihu Monarch, there were six or seven Hu masters who looked at him coldly.

is a real master, there are three or four people who are even above Hu Ge's strength. Fan Xian lowered his head and secretly estimated that even if he played to the extreme level, he could only deal with four people at most, and the king of the grassland with a hidden face in the dark, sitting in a steady posture and having the momentum of a wolf and tiger, really didn't know the level of strength.

In the tiger's den, he still wants to capture the tiger king, which is not bravery, but stupidity. Moreover, Fan Xian did not have the consciousness of acting as the Qingjun Iron Cavalry Death Squad, so he lowered his head and nibbled on the leg of mutton, silent, and listened with both ears.

It's just a pity that there is not much information to keep in mind at the banquet, the mutton is eaten well, and the maids of the Hu clan who pour wine are also full of healthy beauty, but the merit of the merchants and the enthusiastic toasts of the big and left households are really a little boring to listen to. And the king of the grassland was not as full of the rough taste of the grassland as Fan Xian imagined, and even after the banquet for more than an hour, this Shan Yu actually only said three words in total.

But it was these three sentences that made Fan Xian feel a little cold, because although the tone was polite, there was a terrifying feeling inside.

In the detailed information of the Supervision Yuan, there are not many records of this Shan Yu, on the one hand, the king's account has always been secret, and secondly, because in the past few decades, due to the continuous blows of the powerful Qingguo, Xihu has been defeated year after year, and the control and influence of Shan Yu's royal court have been far less than before, and the prestige of the two virtuous kings is getting higher and higher, and when Shan Yu's father died, there were even rumors that one of the two virtuous kings would succeed to the throne.

Later, although this Shan Yu inherited the royal court with difficulty, but in the entire grassland, there were faintly two virtuous kings as the strongest, and Qingguo's intelligence work had already shifted to the accounts of the two virtuous kings, and he was somewhat neglected by this Shan Yu.

Unexpectedly, the young Shan Yu, who was in his early thirties, actually controlled the situation on the grassland very well, and began to vigorously weaken the power of the two virtuous kings on the left and right, especially the barbarian brothers from the northern snowfield, and incorporated the more than 10,000 northern barbarians into the royal court's personal guards, and his strength suddenly soared.

What's more, there are so many Central Plains people in this Shan Yu's royal tent, what does he want to do? Fan Xian drank wine while thinking about Yīn's secret Shan Yu's thoughts.

At this moment, the list seemed to feel a little strange, frowned and raised his head, with a falcon-like gaze in his eyes, and swept it across the table.

He didn't find anything, because when his eyes fell on the door, Fan Xian was drunkenly peeking at the bulging breasts of the Xihu girl next to him, with a hint of restraint and reluctance, playing the role of a businessman's follower very well.

is still the old saying, Emperor Qing and Fan Xian are the two strongest acting actors in the world.

............ After a big feast, I don't know how many merchants were drunk by the Hu people, the ointment lamp was hung high in the tent, emitting a trace of black smoke, Shan Yu and the king of Gu Yi went to rest, and the remaining two big pawns and the heroes of the Hu clan still held on to the merchants of the Central Plains to pour wine.

Fan Xian and Mu Feng'er were already drunk and unconscious, and were carried back to the tent, but it is a pity and a good thing is that Xihu is not as ridiculous and shameless as the Central Plains people slander, at least in the tents of these Central Plains merchants, there is no Hu girl with an attractive figure and a beautiful flower to sleep.

After the lights went out, Mu Feng'er sat up with great difficulty, and when she turned around, she saw Fan Xian's bright eyes, like wolf-like eyes, and couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart.

In the Chase shop in Qingzhou City, Mu Feng'er has also seen this kind of look, which is not as gentle and clear as adults are used to, I don't know if it is the autumn wind on the grassland, which makes some fierce things in Fan Xian's heart resurface.

Fan Xian handed over a hangover pill, and without any extra explanation, he left the tent, took advantage of the cover of the night, passed through the camp of the Hu people, and came to the lonely mountain behind the Crescent Sea, tied his clothes, and crawled towards the mountain.

When he was about to climb to the top of the mountain, he found a rock that protruded, sat down on the side of the rock, took a small tube from his bosom, plucked it twice, and then stretched it out and brought it to his right eye.

The latest telescope produced by the inner library was designed by Fan Xian himself and was the first to be used.

The cylinder was quietly facing the tent camp of King Xihu that was still noisy below, and I don't know how long it took, Fan Xian's brows furrowed, because in the cylinder, he saw that Shan Yuxing came out and turned to a small tent behind the right.