Although Miao Ying is a crazy monk, but this is not wrong, Shaolin Temple under the intervention of the government, most of the monks have long lost their blood; the Zen master of burning gold turned a deaf ear to Miao Ying's words, and said the matter of the Desert Temple, Miao Ying smiled and said: "How do you think of going to the Desert Temple? Even the warning of the Desert Temple should also look for the White Horse Temple." ”

The Zen master didn't expect Yang Zhi to believe that he didn't ask, and the mad monk could think of this, so he said helplessly: "Zhao Zongyin formed a monk army, Fan Zhixu requisitioned the warrior monks of the White Horse Temple, and most of them died in battle. So the White Horse Temple asked us for help, and we went to the Great Desert Temple on the way, but in order to save Chao Gai, we didn't even go to the White Horse Temple. ”

No wonder the Zen Master of Burning Gold was in a hurry to come over, at that time to go to the White Horse Temple was to fight with the Jin people, either you die or I die; Miao Ying and Wu Song sneered, Yang Zhi said lightly: "It's useless to fight to the death, as for the White Horse Temple, after a while, I will arrange for someone to go and have a look." Miao Ying, why did you come to Yuyang Xian today?"

Miao Ying smiled and said: "It was Bashili who invited our young lady to talk about business, and the two of them arrived in Puzhou together, I heard that Wu Song was coming, so I came to get together, but I didn't expect such a big scene." Lord Yang, you might as well take our young lady away, it's better to have both people and money. It also saves the Dayuan monk from worrying, from the Daimyo Mansion to Puzhou, and then from Puzhou to Puzhou. ”

"Don't, then Liang Xun and Da Yuan have to find me desperately. In the midst of everyone's laughter, Yang Zhi asked the guy to serve Miaoying another jar of wine and said, "Shut your mouth and don't talk nonsense when you go back." ”

Wu Song is happy, Yang Zhi is still a little afraid that Cai Wenrou will go crazy, think about it, a weak woman is working hard in the northwest to do business, the family is down and there is no man, the hardships can be imagined;

Drinking until midnight, Yang Zhi went back to convene Shi Qian, Che Dongxing, and Zong Bian, and changed into night clothes one by one and set off, the three of them were stunned, the city had been closed at this time, and the place they went to must be in Puzhou, I want to know what to send someone to the door, and we still need to be so cautious? Yang Zhi explained with a smile that he went to Bashili's newly opened trading house, Bashili dedicated the iron essence to Zhao Kai, the king of Yun, in Taiyuan, and it was obviously wrong to talk about business with Cai Wenrou today, and it was not ruled out that Cai Wenrou dug a pit.

Che Dongxing was the first to understand: "Bashili knows that Cai Wenrou's goods are all taken from the north and south, and he doesn't go directly to Luo Lu and others, but is willing to spend more money, which must be abnormal." Otherwise, talking about business is a starting point, and talking about other things is actually something else. Bashli was a prince in the Uighurs, and he could travel around the Song, Jin, and Western Xia kingdoms, and from another point of view, he was most suitable for speculative intelligence business. ”

Shi Qian and Zong Bian's hearts were cold, Yang Zhi didn't want to have any bad guesses about Cai Wenrou, so he was willing to go on a trip in person at night to see if it was true or false;

The starlight is brilliant, such as ten thousand pearls, sprinkled behind the bright moon, so that people have a little comfort in the cold wind of the night, Shi Qian specially went to observe the structure of the Gaochang Commercial Bank, and opened the road in front; Yang Zhi and the four of them went all the way to the alley on the west side of the Bashili Commercial Bank, leaving the car Dongxing and Zong Wei to answer outside, Yang Zhi and Shi Qian stepped on the pine and cypress and stepped on the wall, and passed two courtyards in a row, and saw that the hall of the commercial house was still brilliantly lit, there was no singing and dancing, only the sound of drinking and chatting.

Shi Qian wanted to go further, but was pulled by Yang Zhi and hid in the dark, Yang Zhi could hear the voice talking inside, Bashili was boasting about himself: "I have already told Cai Wenrou that you will follow Ma Ling's caravan to Hebei this time, draw all the arrangements of the Song army along the way, and sell the goods in Xingzhou and you will leave by yourself, no one will suspect us." Liu Qi left Taihang Mountain, Zhang was difficult to support independently, and it was the right time to start. ”

"Bashli, thank you. Another voice was a little familiar: "When I see the emperor this time, I will definitely speak well for you, and when the time comes, I will issue you a waist card, and your caravan will not need to pay taxes anywhere in Dajin." ”

Yang Zhi remembered who it was, Hei Hanjia, one of the two elders of Baishan, was cut off by his own palm, and once met and talked at night, it seems that the Goryeo people have completely given up resistance in the Bohai Sea, and even sent people to assist the Jin State, thinking that they want to get a piece of the Great Song Dynasty issue; Yang Zhi did not blame Hei Hanjia, for the interests of Goryeo, whether it was resistance or surrender, it was a normal means, Yang Zhi just felt sorry for Hei Hanjia, and his life was not good.

The hall opened, and a servant woman walked towards the moon gate with a food box, Yang Zhi motioned for Shi Qian to follow, and at this time brought food to people, that person was either a prisoner or a person who didn't want others to know; Shi Qian slid down like a mouse, quietly took a few steps, stepped into the moon gate, flashed out after a while, returned to Yang Zhi and said: "It's too dark inside, you can't see anyone, it's sure it's not a prisoner, it's a man." ”

Yang Zhi retreated with Shi Qian, and asked Che Dongxing and Shi Qian to keep an eye on Gaochang Commercial Bank, and arrest an old man from Bohai who had a broken hand when the caravan set off tomorrow. Originally, Hanhu traders gathered in Puzhou, and with the wars in Guanzhong and Hedong, no one would care about a disabled old man, but Yang Zhi knew Hei Hanjia's identity in advance, so he naturally couldn't let it go.

In the early morning of the next day, most of the residents were still immersed in sleep, and the street had already remembered the sound of mules and horses, and the caravan preparing to leave Puzhou planned to set off early, without delaying the time on the road, and the same was true for the caravan of Bashili, four carts, five camels, three horses, a dozen men and coachmen, and then make the final preparations before departure.

Che Dongxing stood behind an earthen wall, listening to the news that one of his subordinates had just observed: "That's right, there is an old man with a broken palm in the caravan, and only one with a broken palm is loading goods on the camel's body, and he is wearing a black robe, which looks very ordinary. ”

Che Dongxing nodded, he was in charge of the convoy, Shi Qian and the others would continue to stare at Gaochang Commercial Bank, so as not to let the other party play with the golden cicada shell; Yang Zhi appeared in the alley, slowly walked towards Che Dongxing, and whispered: "You don't need to go to the city gate to do it, there are too many people there in the morning, I know people, so I will do it directly on the street." ”