"Satisfied, of course satisfied, but the price is much higher!"

Hariyong was surprised, every time he traded and picked up goods, it was this Han Chinese officer, and he knew a lot of Turkic languages.

Because Nayan means chief in Turkic language, which is an honorific title for Turkic warriors.

This title is rarely used by people in Kannai.

Seeing that the other party complained that the unit price was too high, Liu Zhouwu grinned and joked:

"Harry Yong Nayan, this last batch of goods, it is not easy to transport them, overcome difficulties and obstacles, the cost is not small, the silver two are naturally more than the previous batches, but this is a unique business, there is no other semicolon in the Western Regions, and the high price is a matter of course."

Ma's, saying these things to Han Er is tantamount to taking off your pants and farting.

"General Liu, can I inspect all the goods?"

Harry Yong felt that the last batch of goods was large and complex, and he suddenly asked for inspection.

Liu Zhouwu sneered when he heard this:

"Dear Na Yan, you are too careful, this is all after the Imperial Ordnance Workshop was completed, the sealed box was directly transported, and the sealing wax on the seal was not damaged, indicating that no one had opened the box, but if you want to check it, don't delay the time, then whatever you want!"

He spread his hands out and looked disapproving.

When Harry Yong heard this, he carefully inspected the paraffin wax in each seal, and it was indeed intact, so he shrugged his shoulders embarrassedly and apologized:

"That's right, maybe I'm too worried, so don't check it, General Liu, now, we can always pick up the goods and leave!"

After speaking, without waiting for Liu Zhouwu to answer, he waved his hand, and dozens of Turkic warriors at the door of the treasury walked in.

"Wait!"

Liu Zhouwu pushed forward with his hand, and suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"Don't be busy yet, before mentioning this shipment, our principal Zou wants to ask Na Yan for a favor and talk to you privately, please..."

Harry Yong listened and said unhappily:

"General Liu, we have already paid off the payment, according to the rules of the transaction, this batch of goods belongs to us now, when do you want to pick up the goods is my business, come to someone, pick up the goods and leave!"

"No!"

The dozens of Turkic warriors rushed up with hula and prepared to carry them.

Looking at the unruly appearance of the Turks, Liu Zhouwu grinned and sneered, and he slapped his face lightly.

"Crunch..."

Several secret doors in the treasury opened, and hundreds of elite guards of the Metropolitan Protectorate poured in.

They were armed with five-shot crossbows, and the arrows flashed with cold light and aimed at the Turks in front of them.

"Hariyong Nayan, you probably forgot whose territory this belongs to?"

Liu Zhouwu smiled teasingly, and he looked like a scoundrel in the market.

Cold sweat suddenly oozed from Harryon's back.

This Han officer is so unreliable, could it be that he wants to hack the 300,000 taels of silver for this batch of goods?

Although he has more than 20 brave attachments, it may be possible to break through empty-handed, but these goods are sure that he can't take them away.

This is the Shenwu barracks of the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate, surrounded by thousands of soldiers from the Final Jin Dynasty.

Harry Yong is calm.

He thinks that the Duhu Mansion is not like a posture of wanting to swallow the 300,000 taels of silver.

If you want to swallow, you don't need to say so much trouble, and let you open the box to see the goods.

Maybe you want to add some money at another time, or collect some commission privately.

Give it all to him, Lao Tzu has passed this level, and he will come back twice as much in the future.

Harry Yong stared at Liu Zhouwu with wide eyes, grinning and sneering:

"General Liu, you and I are both samurai, and we are both fearless about death, what else is there to discuss? Okay, I'll go with you to see Lord Zou. ”

Harry Yong waved his hand, and the warriors who were waiting for the battle and glared angrily withdrew from the door unwillingly.

"Happy, this is like talking about business."

Liu Zhouwu grinned coldly.

He waved his hand as well, and the swords-rattling guards also retreated.

Harry Yong followed Liu Zhouwu and came to a room in the warehouse.

Zou Baichuan sat on the top with a big sword, looking at the two people who came in with a smile.

"Lord Zou, if you have any requirements, please say, as long as I can call the shots, I will definitely promise, we are doing long-term business, and it is not a one-shot deal!"

Harry Yong looked rough, but he was cautious, after all, it was He Luke a few years ago, and he was in charge of the ions, and after the instant panic just now, he immediately calmed down.

He made a pun on the words, reminding the two sides that it is a long-term cooperation and should not be too much.

Zou Baichuan sat firmly on the fishing boat and said very indifferently:

"Thank you for the general's understanding, of course the business between us is long-lasting, this time Zou asked the general to come over to help, not for money, but for a person's life."

"A man's life?" Harry was stunned.

Are you kidding?

On the territory of the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate, with the power of the Cao Mansion, it is not as simple as slaughtering a dog to take a person's life.

Do you still need a Turkic warrior to do it?

Could it be that this human life belongs to our Turks?

Thinking of this, Harry Yong's expression suddenly became solemn.

He secretly lucked, his fists clenched, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, ready to prepare for the worst.

With this expression, Zou Baichuan was in full view, he glanced at Hari Yong, and pretended to be relaxed: "Don't be nervous general, he is not your Western Turk. ”

With a wave of his hand, his subordinates took out a portrait and came over.

Harry Yong unfolded it and saw a portrait of his head drawn on the paper, which was lifelike.

"Ah, isn't this the right lieutenant general of the Metropolitan Protectorate?" Harry Yong looked at Zou Baichuan in astonishment.

In the final Jin border army, the chief officers above the battalion general, how can they not be known to the Turks?

"That's right, he is Wu Peifan, the former right deputy general of the Duhu Mansion, who is now dismissed and escorted back to his hometown, living in Wu Village, more than 50 miles east of Yizhou City." Zou Baichuan added.

"A right lieutenant general, with the means of Caofu, and in the territory of Yizhou, is not as simple as crushing an ant, why bother to go near and far, let my samurai do this?"

Harry Yong wondered.

He was afraid it was a trap.

Zou Baichuan was very displeased when he heard this, and he snorted coldly:

"General, you're asking too much! Zou wants to tell you that if you want to safely transport this batch of munitions, you must destroy this Wu with his family, and there can be no living person. ”

Harry Yong was taken aback, "Lord Zou means to destroy the whole family of the right lieutenant general?" ”

Zou Baichuan glanced at the other party angrily, sneered and stopped talking.

"Aren't you afraid that someone will report you afterwards?" Harry Yong grinned.

He couldn't get angry, and he wanted to regain some aggrieved face.

"Whistleblowing?"

Zou Baichuan stood up and said angrily:

"Do you think that with your tiger masters, you can sweep the east? Let me tell you, without the support of my ordnance, by the beginning of spring next year, you will be defeated by Guo Wei's coalition army. Go back and ask your Highness Keji, the first thing he wants to cut is you. ”

When Harry heard this, his face changed suddenly.

He Lu Keji's temperament, he couldn't be clearer in his heart, this prince is a cruel and ruthless person.

He stomped his foot violently, frowned, and said:

"Okay, Lord Zou, you can prepare for me for two days, and I'll see you in the evening the day after tomorrow."

After saying that, Harry Yong didn't even say hello and left in a hurry.

Back outside the warehouse, he led his samurai away.

At this time, Cao Zhiping, who was hiding in the dark to observe, patted the dust on his body and walked out with a smile.

He gave Zou Baichuan a thumbs up and praised:

"In the end, ginger is still old and spicy, this trick is a brilliant plan to kill people with a knife, and we have nothing to do with it."

Zou Baichuan stroked his long beard with his hand, and his slightly squinted eyes flashed with a scorching coldness, "The sixth prince is falsely praised, Wu Peifan, this puppet, he is killing himself." ”

It turned out that Wu Peifan returned home that night and was carried home half-naked and placed under residential surveillance.

But he did not seriously reflect on the root cause of this failure, and blindly believed that this defeat was mainly caused by Lei Yutao's defection to Cao Zhiping.

He was determined to break the kettle and have a complete showdown with Cao Fu.

He was bedridden for more than ten days, and after applying a special herbal compress from the local Langzhong, his body was able to move a little.

He lay on the bed, wrote a complaint with great difficulty, handed it over to his eldest son, and asked him to quietly leave Yizhou and go to Dunhuang City in Guazhou.

He had heard that the Great Sima Guo Wei led a large army to the Western Regions to fight, and Dunhuang was the place where the army must pass.

Sadly, the eldest son had only left the village for a few miles before he was secretly taken down by Liu Zhouwu's guards.

A complaint was recovered from him.

This made Cao Zhiping and Zou Baichuan both angry, and they temporarily had the evil intention to extinguish their mouths.

"Before Guo Wei arrives, cut the grass and eradicate the roots to prevent future troubles!"

The two gritted their teeth and discussed the plan.

Borrowing Western Turkic warriors was a plan proposed by Zou Baichuan.

……

Wu Village on the eastern outskirts of Yizhou City.

Midnight.

Except for the stars in the sky, who were still blinking their eyes, it was pitch black in Wu Village.

Even the wild dogs returned to the kennel or fell into the corner and closed their eyes.

The people in the village get up at dawn every day, and naturally go to bed early.

In the entire Wu Village, except for the Wu family compound, no one still has lights on.

The Wu family compound is where Wu Peifan's home is located, and more than 20 people, including his parents and several brothers, wives and children, all live in this compound.

He himself has been in the army for 30 years, from a young man to a general of Eagle Fang, and he has taken home all the money or a little oil and water he has caught outside.

After more than ten years of accumulation, there is the current Wu family compound, which is decent, and it can be regarded as a glorious ancestor.

Back then, his father was a prisoner in the army, destitute.

The people in the village were also very envious and proud of him.

Although Wu Peifan is a rough martial artist, he is diligent in studying and practicing hard, so that the stupid bird flies first.

He is obsessed with fame and fame, and is not close to women.

There are no other houses in Yizhou City, and there is no golden house to hide Jiaojiao, so I usually rest in the Shenwu Barracks and go home every once in a while.

From the barracks to Wu Village, it is only about fifty miles, and it takes a stick of incense to run on horseback.

That night, the forty military sticks were beaten and their flesh cracked, and they were in a half-dead coma, but their cousin Wu Peizhi hired a carriage to drag them home.

The whole family was frightened by this sudden situation and cried and cried.

His old father was a prisoner and understood what it was like to be a military stick.

He invited a local doctor from the countryside to apply special herbs for bruises to treat his son's injuries. Fortunately, Wu Pei was born in martial arts, his body is hard and strong, his skin is rough and thick, and his inner body is fine.

After more than ten days, the wound was a little less painful, and he thought about how he could appeal.

In his bones, he is a brave and unscrupulous person.