Chapter 140: In this world, it's black and white
The joy of the New Year was like throwing a stone into a lake, and after stirring up a circle of ripples, within a few days, the whole south became dead and silent again.
It wasn't until the Lantern Festival that the second round of festivities came up slightly, and Liu Zun sent the money to the capital to have news. Although it was freezing all the way, I encountered a lot of bandits, and even gathered to make trouble...... After folding more than 100 people, the merchant army of more than 1,000 people still sent the money from the south to the hands of Mr. Da in the capital.
"But thirty or forty thousand taels of silver, you look at you, it's like something terrible, you have to escort and ask someone to help, Chen Jing, do you know, how much silver can I earn from the Sima family in the south in January? Hahaha. β
"Sima Gongzi, there is not much silver, but it can save many people." Chen Jing raised his head, and his complexion did not change. He couldn't figure out why Sima Zhuo in front of him suddenly came to Zhuangzi.
"Don't think about it." Sima Zhuo squinted, as if he had seen through his thoughts, "If I really want to kill your Zhuangren, I would have done it earlier." This time, I'm just by the way, and then I'll take you to a place by the way. β
"Where are you going?"
"You're a county uncle?"
"Naturally."
"That's not it." Sima Zhuo pouted, "In the six southern states, every Lantern Festival day, people with titles will gather together, eat wine and sleep with a flower girl or something. β
Chen Jing was silent for a while, "Young Master Sima, there are still things in my village." β
He didn't want to participate in this kind of old-fashioned gathering. And vaguely, he, a small county uncle, will be classified as old-fashioned.
"Bento with me." Sima Zhuo was a little displeased, "If I go by myself, I can't say that those small counties and counties will come to touch my stinky feet, and when I think of this, I feel very annoyed." β
"Shori's businessβ"
"You've got an egg." Sima Zhuo interrupted angrily, "Otherwise, you simply won't be this little county uncle." β
"No one invited me." Chen Jing hesitated and refused.
"Do you know why I didn't invite you? The dozens of lords of the south, except for you, were all bought with silver. And you, who are dignified and upright in exchange for military merits, are out of place no matter how you look at it. But you don't care about this, I'm standing there, and no one dares to chew the root of your tongue. β
Chen Jing still didn't move. He knew in his heart that Sima Zhuo still wanted to win him over and do something against the world.
"Love is not going, get out!" After waiting for a long time, Sima Zhuo gritted his teeth and spewed out angrily.
Chen nodded, just about to say goodbye and turn around-
But he never thought that Sima Zhuo suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled him away.
"I don't care, if you don't go, I'll send someone to burn the village tomorrow."
Chen Jing also gritted his teeth instantly and stared at Sima Zhuo. This old boy seems to be getting more and more unreasonable.
Sima Zhuo smirked his eyebrows.
"What? My fist is bigger than yours. If you don't accept it, you have to wait until your fist is big and then fight back. β
Chen Jing sighed. provoked this southern Buddha, I don't know the blessing and misfortune.
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According to the rules of the Hundred Lords' Banquet, each person can bring two guards. Following Sima Zhuo, Chen Jing had to be cautious and brought the top two of Ma Zhuang's combat power, Xing Xiaojiu and Tang Ao, all together.
The two sat in the carriage, and Sima Zhuo glanced out without any expression.
"Chen Jing, will you rely on these people in the future?"
"But the business of horse racing is enough."
Originally, Chen Jing wanted to follow on horseback, but Sima Zhuo insisted on pulling him and got into the carriage together. even made Chen Jing suspect for a while that this old boy didn't have any dragon impotence.
Sima Zhuo's gaze kept wandering over Chen Jing. It wasn't until Chen Jing coughed twice that the old boy smiled and leaned down diagonally.
"I'm really curious, why a person like you is willing to be a runner."
"People are poor and short-minded, and they find ways to make money." Chen Jing replied calmly.
"I really want to work hard to make money, that great military feat, but you just changed your title. I've checked, and the things you brought back from Wuzhou sold a lot of silver. β
Chen Jing frowned.
Just as he thought before, Sima Zhuo was like a big mountain, pressing on his chest, making him unable to let go of many things.
Even he understood by himself when Sima Zhuo's gaze suddenly paid attention to him. As soon as he came back from Manshan, he came to block the official road.
"In this world, it's black and white. You Chen Jing, but you don't want black, you don't want to be white, you just want to rely on yourself and walk out of another way. I'm telling you, it's not possible. β
Chen Jing didn't answer, only smiled. Trouble came out of his mouth, he was not sure what Sima Zhuo's purpose was for this round.
"A few days ago, I went to Guanfang. You know, I went to find out something. β
Sima Zhuo's eyes narrowed.
"You're probably thinking, the cold plague in the north is going to starve people to death. But let me tell you, in the six southern states, in Huaizhou, where Mr. Big changed the law, nearly 300 people agreed to starve to death. β
"And then."
Sima Zhuo smiled, "Chen Jing, what I want to tell you is that don't have to hold on to expectations, I said earlier that this Daran Dynasty is already like a skinned old sheep, and it won't last long." Otherwise, you wait for next year to see, and then you can see the little emperor in the court, and those guys, how greedy for life and afraid of death, cutting meat and serving tigers. β
"You must think that with Mr. Big here, maybe the dynasty can be saved. But in the final analysis, Mr. Big can implement the law change because of the support of the little emperor. But one day, with the weak nature of the little emperor, he was afraid of offending the family in the world, and he was afraid of offending Di Guo, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to change the law, what would happen to Mr. Big? β
Chen Jing sighed in his heart.
If this is the case, I am afraid that Mr. Big will be more than lucky. In the last years of every dynasty, there will be people who are like bright lights, and most of them will not end well.
"Sima Gongzi, could it be that you have received some rumors?" Chen Jing thought about it and pricked up his ears.
"Hey, I'm not going to tell you." Sima Zhuo smiled faintly, seeing through Chen Jing's intentions.
This old boy!
"Just wait." Sima Zhuo stretched his waist, and he didn't have the elegant appearance of being outside, "Next year, it should be Da Ran's life and death." There were military disasters first, and natural disasters were all over the court, except for a big gentleman, all of them were people with a short eye. My lord's family, the head of the family, Sima Qiu, was afraid that he would be affected by the collapse of the dynasty, so he actually transferred a lot of silver, wealth, grain and grass to the south early. β
Sima Zhuo smiled even more happily, "It is better to expect these people to be prosperous than to expect the rooster to lay eggs." Chen Jing, this dynasty in the last years of the year, has no head. β
Chen Jing was silent.
Analysis and co-optation have always been Sima Zhuo's most powerful means. If it were someone else, I would have agreed early.
But Chen Jing understands very well that it is a stupid thing to put his life in anyone's hands.