Under the treasure gate, the flag of the treasure coat of arms fluttered, fluttering slightly in the night wind. Ying Tianfu is generally forbidden to go out at night, but for the merchants who travel outside, if they can get the night merchant order, they can pass through the city gate smoothly.

Jubaomen corresponds to the trade route connecting Yingtianfu, and it is one of the few areas where the city gate can be opened at night.

Most of the precious goods will not be shipped during the day.

The merchants traveled at night and secretly transported some precious treasures.

Such a rule is no surprise to the city gate lang who guards the city at Jubaomen. Tonight, the one who came here to wait for the door to open was the famous treasure in the house, this business was very good, and it had something to do with the above.

The silver dotted around gave the brothers who were keeping vigil tonight an extra meal of flowers and wine.

The city gate man smiled and withdrew a silver ingot in his hand.

Collecting some of the merchant's broken silver was a way for their gatekeepers.

Although there are documents and night orders to go out of the city, it doesn't cost too much silver to deal with the appetite of these city guards.

There is no need to deal with these officials for some silver.

The silver ingots in his hand are not large, but they weigh three or four taels.

The city gate lang who guards the city at Jubaomen tonight is an acquaintance of Shen Sanye.

This scar-faced soldier has a beard.

His surname is Zhao, although everyone on the road shouts General Zhao, but Lao Zhao himself is clear.

He is just a mixed veteran oil, born in the army, mixed with the official position of guarding a city gate in Yingtianfu.

The real city gate general, that is from the six-grade robe, where is his eight-nine-grade sesame black yarn.

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The bottom is called General Zhao, General Zhao Lang.

Whose general is five or six taels a month.

The officials on duty at the city gate are small, but they can make a lot of oil and water.

Shen Sanye's ingot of silver is worth half a month's worth of money.

When the merchant is doing business, he will scatter some gold and silver, headed by three or five taels, and the soldiers on duty will each have two or three taels of broken silver, and the broken silver is not much, but it is enough to drink a drink and listen to a song.

He looked at the convoy of the Treasure under the city, there were fifteen carriages large and small, not counting the loads and retinues that were hauled.

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"The third master is doing a big business this time, there are more than a dozen carriages, I'm afraid there is a lot of money."

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Those who came to Jubaomen at night and waited for the door to open their doors, which one was not a treasure.

After receiving the money, Zhao Langjiang's attitude was a lot gentler.

Shen Sanye, who was in charge of the relationship, had smiling eyes on his round face at the moment.

He arched his hand and smiled.

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"TOEFL, TOEFL.

Xiao Lao earns some hard-earned money, the business of the treasure is the big one, and Xiao Lao is just doing it for his master. Tonight's cargo transportation is urgent, and Zhao Lang will have to worry a lot about it.

The people below are not careful, and Xiao Lao has to go down and stare at some.

I've worked hard tonight, Lord Zhao, let's come back when we go back, and then invite the adults to have a drink. ”

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The number one person in the business, Shen Sanye is also the master of all sides.

These people at the city gate, he personally came forward to make a point, and gave enough face.

Listening to Shen Sanye's words, Zhao Lang will also know the major affairs of others.

After receiving the money, take the man short.

Clenching his fists, he patted the armor on his body and spoke.

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"Cheng, third master, you are busy with your going.

The people who are under the treasure gate, who is not long-sighted, dares to make trouble under the city gate. The armor worn by the brothers is almost rusty, so they expect a stunned boy to come out and give Lao Zhao me a boost in military merit.

When the treasure gate is opened, there are also rules.

The third master paid attention to himself, the caravan could only be delayed for another half an hour at most. ”

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reminded Shen Sanye, and Zhao Lang urged some soldiers who had collected the broken silver, and his hands and feet were a little numb. The people who helped the caravan moved the goods.

Although the treasure gate can be traded, it can only be opened when the rooster crows after the hour.

Bidding farewell to General Zhao Lang with a smile on his face, Shen Sanye shuttled all the way through the caravan.

He skimmed a few carriages with agility and turned sideways to a single-pony carriage that didn't look big or conspicuous.

Knocking on the window, Shen Sanye lowered his voice and spoke.

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"Little boy, the goods have been shipped, and the little old man asked the people below to check it again.

Half an hour at most, and we'll be leaving.

I am looking for a master for you, the calculation time is almost up, you have to be more restrained along the way, don't play tricks, people are rare masters, this trip can follow our treasure number business road, or the little old man accidentally asked. ”

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With a gentle admonition, Shen Sanye was surprisingly respectful to the little boy in the carriage.

On the bright side, this Shen Sanye is the person who speaks of the Jubao.

The little boy in the carriage is two generations lower than the third master.

Listening to Shen Sanye's words, there was soon a crisp sound with a little immaturity in the carriage.

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"Third grandfather, if there is no problem with the commercial goods, it is better for the team to set off quickly.

Of the people you hired knives, a few of them had real skills.

The good hand you mentioned, no matter how high his kung fu is, can he compare to Liu Ye in our family? ”

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"Oh, little ancestor.

When you see someone in a moment, don't mutter.

The little old picker is absolutely reliable.

And whoever said that if people face Old Man Liu, they will definitely lose. If it is a fight, Lao Liu's tricks look mysterious, but it is really put into a reckless fight in the rivers and lakes, it is difficult to say who will die and who will live. ”

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Smiling slightly, Shen Sanye patted the car window and stopped talking.

His eyes were fixed on a corner of the caravan, and beside a pile of sacks, there were seven or eight swordsmen standing scattered.

Shen Sanye didn't pick too many of the accompanying knife hands this time, but each of them had two brushes.

As the people begging for food in the hands of the knife, these guys looked around cautiously with calm faces.

There was only one big-looking bohemian with a jug of wine in his hand, and his robe was full of the smell of rouge.

There are still bite marks left around his neck, and I don't know where he came from.

With a big grin, he shouted at the knife hand beside him to see who had a drink with Yaxing.

Ten taels of silver, a day's work is almost spent.

Tang Jianren wandered in the group of swordsmen, and few people were looking at this.

Seeing that this body is weak, he still dares to come to eat the meal of the knife hand, should he not rush to the name of the treasure number, thinking that there is no danger along the way, and he will fish in troubled waters.

Who dares to accept the treasure number?

In the face of Tang Jianren's enthusiasm for inviting wine, few experienced swordsmen were willing to deal with him.

Only an extremely long pole suddenly picked up Tang Jianren's wine jug.

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"Childe is so Yaxing.

Smelling the aroma of this wine, it should be a young Chunlan that has been brewed for a full year.

This is the private brew of Jiang Yuelou's Oiran lady, which can be described as a beautiful woman in wine.

You are afraid that this small pot will cost ten taels of silver, Jiangyuelou is a famous place in the south of the Yangtze River, and the son can get such a fine wine, and he is also the number one person who goes south and north.

Others are clumsy, and they are not blessed to use such fine wine, and they are daring to beg for a sip of wine. ”

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Among the knife hands, there was a man sitting quietly on a sandbag.

He had a shallow mustache and held an extremely long knife in his hand, more like a straight clothes pole than a knife.