"Big brother, what happened later? Did you marry a beautiful sheep and sheep? Xiao Yu blinked her big eyes, and asked with her little hand holding the corner of Li Xiao's clothes.

Humans are story creatures, and adults love all kinds of wonderful stories. What's more, these curiosity is far greater than that of a child with a small milk cat. In order to divert the embarrassment of knowing Mongolian, Li Xiao could only sacrifice the magic weapon of the Pleasant Goat. At present, it seems to be working well, and several little guys are listening attentively, even the eleven-year-old second Li Xiu is no exception. As for the question of why sheep can speak...... sheep can speak, so what's so strange about your brother saying two words in Mongolian.

"It's time for Xiaoyu to go to bed, and the rest of the story will be told tomorrow." dotingly rubbed Xiaoyu's head and put Xiaoyu to sleep.

Geritu was very rich, and he had a large compound under the bread in the inn. So the new translator Li Xiao has a big room. The five brothers and sisters stayed and ate a fat mutton. Li Xiao told stories to his brothers and sisters to cover up his past knowledge of Mongolian.

I talked to Ge Ritu in the afternoon, and he still has to stay in Liaoyang for about half a month. The main thing is to wait for the reception of Yuan Yingtai, the Ming Liaodong Economic Strategy!

As the headquarters of Mongolia, the bloodline of the Qiyan tribe is very noble. It is the direct bloodline of the Erzhijin Golden Family, and they were all relatives of the emperor during the Great Yuan Dynasty.

But helplessly, this is Daming. The time when the Mongols were invincible in the world has long passed. Just last year, Nurhachi defeated the Ming Dynasty's expeditionary force. Tens of thousands of soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were annihilated in Sarhu, and the descendants of Jue Chang'an and Takshi regained their rule here.

Now the Ming Dynasty can only support the erosion situation in Liaodong, and the Jurchens are also harassed by the Kolk Mongols. Ge Ritu came here to seek Yuan Yingtai's help. Defend against the Jurchens' growing westward expansion!

The phoenix that fell into trouble is not even as good as a chicken now, and the strength of the beggar department is far from being comparable to that of the past. Ge Rituto has been in contact with him for a long time, but he has not been able to see this master of Liaodong Jingluo.

"How can I meet the minister?" Ge Ritu reluctantly asked Li Xiao this question. In fact, he had no one to discuss, and Li Mu was the only one in the entire courtyard who could understand Mongolian.

"This is easy to do, just if you want to see the minister and make trouble."

"Trouble?" Ge Ritu's eyes widened and he looked at Li Xiao in confusion.

"Wait until I ask, you're ...... Such...... In this way, it is estimated that not only can we see the fairness of the economy and strategy, but also ask for some benefits. ”

"Will this work?" Gritu said suspiciously.

"If you go, you can definitely do it. You don't know, the minister is a reader. What do readers value most? Face. Do as I say! Li Xiao was full of confidence, and Ge Ritu thought for a while.

"Hahaha! You're really right, the tongue man invited, it's much stronger than the previous one. The one who only knows how to benefit and wants to be the steward of the caravan. If possible, I'd like to hire you as the steward of the caravan. Ge Ritu said with a laugh.

"Forget it, I'm still thinking about taking my younger siblings to Guanli. Liaodong is not very peaceful, and my younger brothers and sisters are still young, and I don't want them to die. But by the way, none of you in Mongolia can speak Chinese? Why do you even have a tongue person, and you have to invite it from Liaoyang? This has always been a matter of confusion for Li Xiao, and it stands to reason that the Mongols in this year have been doing business with the Han people all year round. It should not be uncommon for a few Mongolians who can speak Chinese to emerge.

"Don't mention it! They're all dead! This time, he brought two tongue people to Liaoyang, but was robbed by the Jurchens on the way. Two tongue men and a dozen of them were killed, and I was almost there. As he spoke, Geritu took off his Mongolian fur hat, which had a big opening on it. It looks like it was shot with a bow and arrow, if it were a little lower. Geritu's head will be shot through!

"My family was also killed by the Jurchens!" Li Xiao sighed and said. If he wasn't too weak, he really wanted to fight to the death with the Jurchens.

"You Mongols are good at horse archery, and the Jurchens seem to be good at horse archery. Why are you Mongolians also pressed by the Jurchens and can't hold your head up? This question has always been a question in Li Xiao's mind, it stands to reason that everyone has the same tactics, and the equipment is almost the same. Not to mention that just a few hundred years ago, the Mongols abused the Jurchens so much that they could not find the north.

"If there is a single Mongolian warrior, he will definitely not be afraid of the Jurchens. It's just a pity that the Jianzhou Jurchen, Haixi Jurchen, Heilongjiang Jurchen, and East China Sea Jurchen have been integrated by Nurhachi and turned into the Jurchen Eight Banners. After being organized, their combat power has become even stronger.

On the other hand, we in Mongolia, since Emperor Shun moved north. The Mongol tribes began to fight in a big melee, which lasted for more than 200 years. Know, also first, take off the ...... How many heroes and heroes have died in internal friction. The big tribes became small tribes, and the whole of Mongolia was a plate of scattered sand.

Although the Jurchens were few in number, they were united. Every time we fought with the Mongols, we sent more troops than us, although we Mongolians had more people than the Jurchens. It can be intrigued, and the interior is constantly tilted. The current Mongolia is no longer an ancestor favored by the Immortal Heaven. Geritu's face is very unsightly, probably recalling the glory of the Mongols in the era of Genghis Khan.

Early the next morning, Li Xiao told Li Xiu to take care of his younger brothers and sisters and not let them run around. took Li Hu to lead the horse to the mule and horse market, and the horse must be sold today. The rest of the time is to help Ge Ritu do things, and I'm afraid I don't have time to go to the mule and horse market to sell horses. Yesterday Geritu said that this horse could be bought for sixty taels of silver, which was a huge sum for their brothers.

There were already a lot of people in the mule and horse market in the morning, and Li Xiao took Li Hu to eat steamed buns and drink porridge at yesterday's stall. When he saw Ao Canghai, he greeted him with a smile.

"Little brother! Meet Ao Dutou? "The guy who reminded Li Xiao of the idea of the thief yesterday saw Ao Canghai leaving, so he came over and asked.

"Oh! We......! We are relatives! Li Xiao immediately pulled up the banner and made a tiger skin.

A few people next to him were pricking up their ears to eavesdrop, and when they heard Li Xiao say that he was a relative of Ao Dutou, they immediately glanced at each other.

Where there is sunshine, there will be shadows, and there have always been dark forces in this world. The people next to him are the well-known gangsters in this mule and horse market. On weekdays, petty theft, a stuffy stick and a white wolf are not less.

What people like them are most afraid of are people like Ao Canghai, as long as Ao Canghai is ruthless, they will no longer be able to mix in the mule and horse market.

When Ao Canghai first came, they were going to give a dismount. But when you really do it, you know that this Ao Dutou used to be a Liaodong iron horse. That's the elite who has been to North Korea and slashed against the Japanese slaves. In three or two strokes, he knocked a few of the troublemakers to the ground.

Originally, a few people took a fancy to the two Li Mu brothers today. With two children leading such a good war horse, it is not difficult to find a way to get it. Two little hairy children, who will give them a head.

But now it's different, whether the backer is Ao Dutou or a relative. This black hand, whoever is under it is unlucky!

Li Xiao didn't know, this sentence helped him block the catastrophe.

After breakfast, Li Xiao took Li Hu into the Luoma Market. Although this is the largest bazaar in Liaodong, there are not many such war horses in Li Xiao's hands. As soon as Li Xiao came in, he was noticed by almost everyone.

He led the horse to the stake in the corner, tied the horse, and waited for the buyer to come to the door.

"Huzi! You watch here, and I'll go and see how much the horse can sell for. If someone asks, you need sixty taels first. Li Xiao said to Li Hu.

The price given by Geritu is, after all, the price of Geritu. He is a Mongolian nobleman, and he naturally has a lot of money on hand. But if you really get to this mule and horse market, you can't tell. Li Xiao is a soldier, and he is not very interested in these things that are bought and sold. Today, he just wants to sell the horse as soon as possible.

"Got it, big brother!" Li Hu nodded and sat down on the ground next to the horse.

"Little brother, how do you sell this horse?" As soon as Li Xiao left, an old man in black walked over and looked at Li Xiao's war horse. He looked carefully at the mouth, and then at the hooves. He patted the horse on the neck, then stretched out his sleeve.

This is the rule of buying and selling horses, and the gestures of the two men are completely hidden in the sleeves. The process of bargaining is completely up the sleeve, and even if it doesn't close, no one else knows how much the horse is bid. It's a protection for both buyers and sellers!

"My eldest brother said, sixty taels." Where did Li Hu understand this rule, and when he came up, he quoted the price that Li Xiao told him.

"Uh......!" The old man was happy, and today he met a silly child. To put it bluntly, maybe you can buy this horse cheaply. This war horse is good, and it should be able to sell for a good price.

"Little brother, this horse is expensive, look at ......!" The old man immediately began to set words, a good opportunity to make a fortune. Today I was lucky, and I picked up a leak early in the morning. You have to get it in your hands quickly, and it will change later. In this mule and horse market, a brick falls and can kill a bunch of mule and horse dealers.

"You're a fucking bastard! Selling horses here, without the nod of our fifth master, you dare to come here? The old man had just begun to phrase words, and suddenly a voice sounded. Then came a big man with a belt around his waist, and two men behind him. The big man opened his arms, revealing his swarthy chest hair. The pimple-pimpled face is full of horizontal flesh, and he doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

"Fifth Master!" The old man was stunned for a moment, and then felt a little regretful. is favored by this master, and today this advantage is not available.

"Get out!" The fifth master roared angrily, and the old man rolled out at that time. The fifth master is the head snake in this area, and he can't afford to be a horse seller.

The fifth master walked in front of Li Hu, and he didn't look at Li Hu but looked at the war horse.

The master next to him shouted: "Boy, where is your adult? Mao didn't even grow up and dared to come here to sell horses! ”

"I bought this horse, and gave it five taels of silver to go home and play." The fifth master didn't have the patience to wait for Li Hu to talk nonsense, so he casually took a silver ingot from his subordinates and threw it on the ground. Just get ready to lead the horse!