Raising his eyebrows, he pointed at Kuanbo and asked disdainfully: "Is it these wastes that give you confidence?" ”

Kuan Bo and the others glared angrily, Young Master Wang didn't have a trace of expression on his face, his eyes looked at the opposite side without focus and said, "What about Ah Ra Zhiyuan?" Are you here? Find someone to talk to. ”

"Arrogance! How can you call our prime minister by his name? "Beat Timur's hand with force, and the blade sank into Young Master Wang's shoulder.

"The remaining more than 2 million stone grains are gone, are they? I don't want the sweat seat anymore, do you? Young Master Wang said loudly.

"Hit! Don't be rude! ”

Timur reluctantly took a step back, and a red line appeared from Young Master Wang's shoulder.

Bu'er came out of the crowd and bowed deeply to Young Master Wang: "The recklessness of the fight has frightened Young Master Wang." ”

"Hmph, is it your prime minister who wants to give me a horse or do you mean it yourself?"

Bu'er showed a playful smile and said, "Young Master Wang, you are a businessman, as long as it is profitable, you can achieve your goal, why bother with the process." Besides, it's normal to have some twists and turns in the first transaction, isn't it? ”

Young Master Wang was noncommittal and said, "Your prime minister is inevitably too dismissive of these three million stone grains. ”

"It's really an important task for the khanate, and the prime minister can't get out, so the prime minister asked us to apologize to you." Bu'er hugged his chest.

Young Master Wang didn't hold on, and after the tense atmosphere eased down, the two sides began to settle normally.

All the horses were bolted to the carriage, and the bags of grain were pulled away by the people brought by Bu'er, and the caravan that was originally pulled by one horse became two horses in a blink of an eye, and the grain on the cart was filled with stones.

"Your horses aren't cheap." Young Master Wang looked at the tall Mongolian war horses and said with heartfelt emotion.

Bu'er thought that this young master Wang was dissatisfied with the number of war horses, so he answered: "After all, there are 10,000 good horses to pay tribute to your Ming court, and these are already the best and largest number of war horses that the prime minister can find in a short period of time."

The prime minister said, if the prince is not satisfied, he will make up for it in the future transaction, the eagles on our grassland are all trustworthy, and the prince can rest assured. ”

Wang Gongzi naturally did not refuse, and after the two sides successfully completed all the settlements, he pushed Zhang Yan to the front of the stage.

Bu'er looked at the weak scholar whose legs were still trembling suspiciously, and still remembered the embarrassment of the other party when they first met, and looked at Wang Gongzi suspiciously.

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"This is our shopkeeper Zhang Yan, who will be responsible for contacting you in the future, and you can find him for the specific delivery time and method." Wang Gongzi pointed at Zhang Yan and said.

Zhang Yan turned his head in shock, only to see Wang Gongzi's warm gaze, and most of the panic in his heart was dispelled.

"Mr. Zhang is happy to work with. My master has always been very curious about your identity, Wang Gongzi, and now that you have become a partner, you don't have to hide it, right? ”

Wang Gongzi did not look as secretive as before, but nodded and chuckled:

"Of course, I am Wang Yan, the son-in-law of the Jiangnan Wang family. I also ask General Bu'er to bring a good message to the Prime Minister for my Wang family, and have the opportunity to come to Jiangnan to let us enjoy the friendship of the landlord. ”

"Prince Wang, your words must be brought, and please also bring our prime minister's most sincere greetings to your family master, I don't know when we can trade again?" Buer asked.

Wang Yan took out his folding fan and said, "As long as your war horses are in place, you can find us at any time." ”

"The Wang family is really a family with an extraordinary heritage, and our prime minister will gather the next batch of war horses as soon as possible, and then it will be troublesome for the shopkeeper Zhang." Bu'er nodded at Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan finally returned to his normal appearance, and nodded his head, and the two sides parted and returned with their own loads.

Suddenly, Timur rushed out alone, and shouted to Wang Yan with a frosty face: "Prince Wang, the prime minister has a life, I can't kill you today."

But Changshengtian's eyes will be staring at you, remember not to have any bad intentions, otherwise I will let you know that even if I kill Da Ming, the strength of the Warat cavalry! ”

Wang Yan smiled as he watched the other party return to the team, and he could still hear Bu'er's dissatisfied scolding in his ears.

"Thank you for your trust! Zhang Yan was really frightened in his heart, afraid of betraying his son's trust. Zhang Yan looked excited.

Wang Yanfeng rode lightly on his horse and said: "As long as you are loyal to the master, this shopkeeper is just the starting point, and there is a great future waiting for you in the future." ”

Zhang Yan nodded heavily and asked cautiously, "I don't know what Childe's table words are?" Just calling you Son, I always feel that I can't express my respect and closeness to you. ”

Wang Yan frowned and looked at Zhang Yan, as if he had committed some taboo.

"The villain is rude, the villain is rude." Zhang Yan hurriedly began to apologize, regretting his self-inflicted cleverness.

Wang Yan never spoke again, and the group disappeared into the vast desert.

In the Warat grain transport team,

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Timur had already lost his reckless appearance, and followed behind Bu'er with a respectful look.

"Da Ra, where do you say this prince is sacred? Jiangnan Wang's family? Have you heard of it? Bu'er asked.

"General, I don't know much about the Ming Kingdom, but what is the Wang family's Li family, it will definitely not be just a business family, and the subordinates always feel that they are suspicious, as if they are planning to calculate our prime minister." Ta Timur spoke.

When Bu'er heard this, he couldn't help but stare at Timur for a long time, thinking that you, the first cronie, were also a person with higher eyes than the top, why did you become this slave now?

The more I thought about it, the more I looked down on this beating, since he picked up a life from the Ming Kingdom and served the prime minister, this person's sycophants are getting louder and louder, and he has gradually begun to threaten his status.

"The prime minister said to let you try him, why is there no sense of proportion? I almost took his life just now.

And when you leave, what cruel words do you say? Remember your tasks and always know what you have to do! Abu reprimanded.

Timur nodded hurriedly and said: "What the general said is that his subordinates have not done a good job, and they will definitely do things according to the general's instructions in the future, and they will never dare to be as unmeasured as today!" ”

Seeing that he could understand what he meant and correct his position, Bu'er naturally did not feel embarrassed, nodded reservedly, took out the momentum of a general, and walked in the front with a majestic spirit.

On the shore of Lake Ubudsunor, a huge golden tent towered, and some chaotic quarrels came from inside.

"Prime Minister, now that the cattle and sheep are freezing to death, if you don't attack the Ming Kingdom, how many clansmen can the tribe left?" Mandulu stood in the king's tent and pointed at the nose of the Arazhiyuan and cursed.

Before Arazhiyuan could speak, Mandulu received a reprimand from his elder brother Agabarzi.

"Mandulu retreat! The prime minister is also for the sake of Dayuan, and he has already exhausted our family funds first, and at this time, there is no chance of winning at all if he starts a war with the Ming Kingdom! ”

Although they are both Yexian's younger brothers, Agabarzi is not only his second brother, but also Jinong (deputy Khan-level prince), Mandulu can only sit back with his head stalked when he hears this, his chest rising and falling violently.

Sitting in the sweat seat, he has long been gone, and although the grassland is facing a cold disaster, it is still difficult to stop his increasing majesty of the Great Khan.

"Enough!" Under the loud shout, everyone did not dare to speak anymore, and they all showed respectful expressions.

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