He Lingjun chuckled, and his slender fingers twisted the teacup in his hand

"Our businessmen in Haisheng never fake, since the Xuanpu has been inspected for the first time, then open the skylight and talk about the price."

Wu Chi nodded happily, and there was a hint of tenacity in his faint voice

"Okay, He Shangjia is a famous businessman at the top of Haisheng Country, naturally he can't make a mistake in pit the oil and water of our small pawnshop, after the Battle of the Styx, Haisheng Country and Chihua, Tianyu signed a contract to attribute Chihua and Tianyu to Haisheng as a texture, so that my Chihua is naturally connected to Haisheng with a piece of skin, and besides, this batch of clay pots does belong to the top class."

The fog paused for a moment, and then raised his head to cut the railway, "One hundred thousand stones." ”

He Lingjun let out a sneer

"He Shangjia thinks there's something wrong."

"It's nothing, it's just that no one has ever shouted such a low price for my goods, and I just think it's a little novel."

After a while, he realized that he seemed to be underestimated, and a large breath of air came up

"If I say that the goods of He Shangjia are worth this price today?"

Wu Chi didn't smile, and his eyes looked at He Lingjun resolutely

The two couldn't hold each other, He Lingjun frowned slightly, and his eyes reflected the tense appearance of Wu Chi, and he actually felt a little funny.

"Add another 2,000 stones, this is my biggest concession."

Wu Chi lifted her skirt, set up her chair, turned to the door, and made a series of movements in one go.

"Then don't bother He Shangjia, a big businessman, you can go to the street and ask, there is no pawnshop in the entire Chihua country that will bid as high as my Xuanpu, and you are still here to know about it."

Wu Chi strode towards the door, and heard a low and forbearant voice behind him, "The door is blocked, take Xuanpu to pick up the goods." ”

The door barrier opened the door and replied yes, the corners of Wu Chi's mouth were tightly pursed, and he was afraid that he couldn't help laughing, and after turning around and saluting He Lingjun, he followed the door with brisk steps. Seeing Xuan Niang and Dafu outside the door, Wu Chi was so emotional that he held Xuan Niang's hand and smiled from ear to ear, Xuan Niang was naturally too happy, and the wrinkles on her face were stretched out with a smile.

"Chi'er, you will take down the goods of 200,000 grain stones, and I will satisfy you with whatever you say today."

Wu Chi jumped downstairs, his eyes flashed, and he rubbed Xuan Niang's arm

"I'm going to talk about books in the afternoon, and today I'm going to talk about Liu Ruwei's love and hatred for the first time, I think it will take some time, and I'll be back later in the evening."

Xuan Niang suddenly remembered where she had heard this name, and a trace of surprise appeared in her eyes

"Isn't it the sick Liu Ruwei who came to the pawnshop a few days ago to pawn the ice jade bracelet, did you invite people to tea that day to pick up stories from others again."

Wu Chi was poked in the center, his cheeks were slightly red, and he said softly

"That's it, Liu Ruwei has a poor background, and I hope that the book I said can be heard by his affectionate man"

Wu Chi remembered something and added

"And today, you have to ask Daifuku to help me line up to buy ice crisp, there must be a long queue so late."

Xuan Niang sneered, "Okay, okay, today, you are a great hero, I will satisfy you first." ”

He Lingjun stood in front of the hook railing, his eyes drooping and he watched Wu Chi happily get into the carriage, just now she was obviously aggressive, but she was a lively girl.

A strange look flashed in her dark eyes, if this girl could show such a look in front of her......

"Childe, what are you thinking" Behind He Lingjun stood a sturdy man named Liang Shan

"It's nothing, let you send the letter, but can it be delivered?"

Liang Shan bowed, and his sturdy hand lifted a bag of things and showed it to He Lingjun

"By the way, Childe, this is what Xuanpu just left, saying that it is to thank Childe for his concessions."

He Lingjun looked at the bag of big and red peaches suspiciously, and sneered

"That's it, we're not here to do business in Chihua."

He Lingjun's cold eyes were covered with a layer of black mist, and he was bottomless.

The carriage on the way back was also rickety, but the sound in my ears was not the same as when I came.

The crowd was shouting for joy and joy, and it was very noisy, and the carriage went more and more slowly, until it came to a halt in the middle of the road

Dafu rolled up the curtain and said to Xuan Niang, who was puzzled, "Xuan Niang, there are too many people, I'm afraid I can't walk." ”

Xuan Niang looked at the crowd outside and sighed helplessly

"Then put the carriage beside it, so as not to hurt anyone."

Wu Chi yearned to look at the bustle outside, lying on the edge of the window and looking left and right, sometimes squinting his eyes, sometimes leaning forward.

Wuchi pointed to the city gate excitedly, and even the carriage trembled.

"Xuanniang, look, the city gate is open! Oops, I can't see much here."

Xuan Niang couldn't stand the fog and jumped up and down in the carriage, so she simply drove away

"Don't be clever there, go if you want, remember to come back later, I'll rest in the carriage"

"Thank you Xuan Niang" Xuan Niang's voice did not fall, Wu Chi jumped out of the carriage and blended into the sea of people, with his thin stature and perennial experience in joining in the fun, Wu Chi quickly wore to the front row near West Street, his eyes staring at the door, always ready to greet him.

West Street connects to the West Gate, and the left and right sides are crowded with people, some are waiting for their husbands, some are waiting for their sons like Aunt Yang, some are just to see the power of the Chihua First Army, and some people are just to join in the fun, Wu Chi is one of them.

The mighty army entered the city in order, everyone was waiting solemnly, not in the slightest from the crowd next to them, as if they could fight another battle at any time, and many flags fluttered and inspired. Looking at the fluttering military flags, the battle of the River Styx seemed to be fought under the eyes of the foggy chi, with blood and crossbows everywhere. The fog shook his mind for a long time, and he was afraid of a cold sweat.

The army had already entered the city, but the gates had not been closed, and then came in flatbed trucks with corpses covered with white cloths.

The cheering crowd was silent, and the mighty army in front of them also stopped advancing, and the crowd was silent for a long time, even the children stopped laughing, only a flatbed truck went straight into the city, the wooden wheels pressed against the stone brick floor, and the sound seemed to roll on the bones. Some of them pulled out a trail of blood behind the carts, and the blood of the soldiers passed through the gaps in the carts and left on the wooden wheels, and the bright red blood stains were attached to the hearts of the people like long scars.

Wu Chi looked at this scene in a daze, his pupils were compact, and his hands were clenched.

Suddenly, a shrill voice tore through the silence

"Yuan'er, my Yuan'er" Aunt Yang looked at the hand of a flatbed truck and recognized his child, who was still tied to the Quansheng chain that Aunt Yang asked for before leaving the army.

Aunt Yang grabbed the bloodstained hand hard, lifted the white cloth tremblingly, and the tears couldn't stop flowing, until she saw the pale and closed eyes of the warrior, Aunt Yang's eyes were empty, and the six gods had no master, and her hands kept groping and waving on the corpse, grabbing the armor and shaking it around.

Later, more people stepped forward to confirm that the person lying peacefully in the car was their own relatives. The terrifying cry resounded throughout Xiji, and the ignorant child was still calling for his father, holding his father's cold hand against his ruddy and hot face, wondering why his father didn't want to pick him up like before. Several women cried and fainted because of the loss of Lang Jun, and everyone hurriedly went up to help.

Zhan Yehua rode from the head of the army to the front of the board convoy, his eyes sad and sad

"This time the bandits are extremely dangerous, burning, killing and looting in the frontier marquis, forcibly robbing the people's daughters, the people are miserable, they sacrificed to protect the people, rescue the hostages, we are the heroes of Chihua."

After the words, Aunt Yang didn't support it, and fell heavily to the ground, and when Wu Chi saw this, she quickly stepped forward to support Aunt Yang's head, letting her lie on her lap, her eyes full of distress.

"Aunt Yang, are you okay?"

Aunt Yang said that she was extremely sad. "I'm going to ...... Bring my son home ......."

A powerful male voice came from above

"Dead soldiers in the army must be buried in the military cemetery after being awarded awards in accordance with political laws."

Hearing this, Aunt Yang fainted in despair, and Wu Chi's anger suddenly rose to its peak, and she stood up after placing Aunt Yang.

Looking up at the man who spoke, it was a young general, but the one riding in front of him should be a general who can make decisions.

Wu Chi looked at this person, the two looked at each other, one was extremely cold, the other was resolute and indignant, Yin Qu rode a horse, a few feet higher than Wu Chi, Yin Qu looked at Wu Chi with dark eyes, his eyebrows were raised beautifully, and he looked Wu Chi up and down.

"This political law should be changed!" Wu Chi's eyes were firmly mixed with indignation, his breathing was heavy, and he shouted at Yin Qu on the horse in a hard voice, as soon as these words came out, there was finally a voice in the silent crowd, and everyone gasped, unbelievable voices, and some regretful voices, thinking that this little girl's life was over.

Some recognized the fog late, and immediately persuaded "Xuanpu girl, don't talk about it, you will lose your life." ”

Yin Qu's posture was upright, his hand was dragging the frontier rope, his eagle-like sharp eyes were tightly grasping Wu Chi, and he tilted his head to the left, not smiling.

Everything around fell silent, only the wind shuttled among the crowd, the carts, the army, Wu Chi and Yin Qu, blowing a few bundles of green silk on Wu Chi's shoulders, and raising the cloak that Yin Qu had fallen on his horse.

Wu Chi clenched his hands tightly, believing that the tighter he clenched his grip, the firmer he would grasp hope.

"I believe that instead of being buried in a silent military burial ground, these soldiers want to be buried in their familiar and warm hometown, where their families can often visit, soldiers are not born in the army, but in the swaddling clothes at home, and they should also return to their hometown after death, general, what do you say?"

Yin Qu quietly looked at Wu Chi with passion and indignation, and there was still no expression on his cold face, and he suddenly spoke

"If I say, If you can move this law, but at the cost of your life, will you?" Yin Qu's voice was cold, and the aura around him was gloomy and terrifying.

Wu Chi's heart was empty in an instant, he just wanted the soldier to go home, but he didn't expect that person to say such a daunting thing, but behind him was Aunt Yang, who was more people who wanted their relatives to go home, and since they had reached this point, they couldn't retreat.

Foggy Chi took a step forward, raising up a layer of ash on the ground, as if this step was about to override the law, to override this boundary.

"This is wrong, the law is for the people, so the voice of the people should be heard, and if the people have to give their lives to change the law, what is the law?"

Yin Qu's eyes narrowed slightly, pulled the reins, turned the horse's head and walked towards the army, and then the young general who had just said the law stepped forward and said,

"The corpses of the soldiers can be returned to their hometowns with their families, and the generals of the war field will ask the Holy Lord for the will of the soldiers, so that the soldiers can be awarded awards in their hometowns."

The people stepped forward one after another to kneel down to thank General Zhanye, Wu Chi did not ease his senses for a long time, some people came to thank him, but Wu Chi just stared at Yin Qu's back, and exhaled in fear.

He muttered to himself, "How can there be a person in the world with such terrifying eyes, like Yama. “