Chapter 833

When puhu left, the moon just climbed into the eastern sky. It didn't take long. Looking east on the river, there was a strange beauty of the moon. The big moon seemed to hang on the river not far away. It seemed that as long as you drove forward, you could rush directly to the moon.

Above the moon

But is it so cruel in the world?

Fang Xie stood in the bow and watched the tiger leave. Puhu is a very contradictory person. Even others can feel his contradiction. Sometimes Fang Xie even thinks, does puhu think it's better to really die? He didn't expect to meet the tiger here, nor did he think about what it would be like to meet again in the future.

He turned back

sleep

The day passed like this.

Before dawn, the sailors had anchored and the ship set sail to the East again along the Yangtze River. People living on the river are still so busy that they can't rest even if it's winter. War... In the past, a boat of fish could rest for a few days. The money sold was enough to make fishermen smile. But now fish is worthless, because no one buys it at all.

After entering the Yangtze River, the big ship just goes downstream. It takes at least a month to get to eastern Xinjiang. Wu and he have taken the lead and managed to land somewhere in front. After landing, you have to walk north for at least ten days to get to the place where the northern Liao people now live. It is unknown whether you can safely pass through the place controlled by Mu Fu.

For several days, Xiang qingniu was a little depressed. Fang Xie knew that he was a perceptual man. From his years of pursuing Yang Qi, he could see what kind of temperament he was. But perhaps it is because of this that only the four disciples of wanxingchen sect are enlightened.

Poor Xiang qingniu didn't feel that he was much stronger. He was a little depressed about his enlightenment.

"Fang Xie"

"Huh?"

"How long will the war last?"

Xiang qingniu asked very seriously.

"I don't know."

Fang Xie's answer was not perfunctory: "when the great Sui Dynasty was just in chaos, it was asserted that with the national strength of the great Sui Dynasty, those rebels could not last for a year. But now, no one dare say how long they would be in chaos."

"A little bored."

Xiang qingniu took a long breath: "kill those guys quickly. When it's peaceful, I can put down my breath and give it to someone casually. I'll really find a place, find a woman who can see me, build several wooden houses and plant several mu of wasteland."

"Think about it."

Fang Xie smiled: "you can only think now."

"Me too"

He said three words, and Xiang qingniu couldn't help looking at him.

Upstairs, Mo Congzhi lay on the railing and looked at the two men standing side by side on the bow. Some didn't understand the meaning of their dialogue. But she felt more and more that Fang Xie was an elusive person. She had three years of wandering and fleeing, which were enough to change a person's personality. She remembered that she dared not step on an ant when she was a child. She could kill people like a hemp three years later.

Fang Mingming experienced more than she did. Why did she make many decisions that she couldn't understand? For example, this eastward trip to the northern Liao nationality, in the opinion of Mo Congzhi, this is absolutely something you don't need to do. For example, it doesn't make sense for her to get along with the tiger. But she faintly felt that her idea was bad, but it was just bad, by no means wrong.

If it were her, she would never go to the northern Liao nationality.

She gave herself the answer and hesitated after a few seconds. If you could really do what you want, would you have killed Fang Xie?

She was a little upset.

"What are you thinking?"

Mu Xiaoyao handed her a cup of hot tea and also fell on the railing and looked at Fang Xie's back.

Foam congealed fat took the teacup and pretended to be cold and arrogant: "I'm thinking about when to kill him."

Puff

Mu Xiaoyao smiled impolitely: "don't you believe this even if you lie to yourself? If you still want to kill him, why haven't you done it for so long?"

"I just... Want to kill slowly!"

Foam curd said fiercely.

Then she was chagrined to find that Mu Xiaoyao was still smiling, and then she herself smiled miserably. She stamped her feet hard, turned and went back to the room, bathed her waist, looked at her back and couldn't help laughing.

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Eastern Xinjiang

Mu Pingcheng

Yang Shunhui looked at the five big boxes in the living room. They were still full of gold coins. This was sent by the man named Peter after he left. He said it was a gift to thank him for his friendship out of the city. Yang Shun will be more and more confused about what the foreigner named Peter is going to do. How much business does the foreigner have to do to earn back when so much gold is sent from front to back?

"And a handwritten letter."

Dong An, the staff member, handed a letter to Yang Shunhui. Yang Shunhui looked at the crooked handwriting on the envelope and was convinced that it should be Peter's handwriting. It was obvious that it was the handwriting of a person who had not been in contact with Chinese characters for a long time. He opened the letter. It was short, but he read it carefully.

"This man is not simple."

Yang Shunhui suddenly sighed: "I regret letting him go now. I always think he won't be a messenger. There is something that people have to pay attention to. At first, I thought it was my curiosity about foreigners. Now think about it, it is the temperament of a high-ranking talent, whether Han or foreigners."

"What does his letter say?"

Dong an asked curiously.

"Nothing"

Yang Shunhui slipped the letter into his sleeve: "just to express his gratitude and hope to open the wharf as soon as possible. In order to make me feel more comfortable, this person has learned Chinese characters in such a short time. How can a person who can work hard for a small thing be simple?"

"I regret it now."

Yang Shunhui was silent for a moment and said: "I always think there is something wrong with opening the wharf to let foreigners in, but I can't think of where it is wrong. According to the truth, we can be more profitable if there is competition in business. The greater the benefits we get if we let Dongchu businessmen compete with foreigners. For the people of the Sui Dynasty, this is also a good thing. Only competition can make those foreign goods cheaper."

"General, that's right."

Dong an smiled and said, "the general is used to being cautious. In fact, what the general is worried about is not what foreigners will do, but mu mansion?"

This sentence successfully distracted Yang Shunhui's thoughts. Dong an knew that he had succeeded when he saw that Yang Shunhui's face had changed, so he was reassured that he could get the gold sent by foreigners again.

"There is something wrong with the people in Mu house recently."

Yang Shunhui paced back and forth in the room: "according to the truth, even if the people of Mu house gave Mu Ping to me, it's impossible not to ask at all. It's impossible that there are no people of Mu house in this city, and foreigners didn't hide it when they lived in, but why does Mu house ignore Mu Ping?"

Dong an thought for a moment and said, "is it difficult? Mu Fu has no mind to pay attention to Mou Ping recently?"

"No idea..."

Yang Shunhui's face changed: "where is that mind?"

Since Dong An has diverted the topic from foreigners, it is natural that Yang Shunhui cannot easily think about going back: "Mu Guangling is called a true gentleman, but doesn't he have the mind to compete for the world? It is said that recently he has been running to the North Liao people, delivering food and craftsmen... My subordinates look at it, nine times out of ten they like the cold cavalry of the North Liao people, which is said to be more powerful than the Mongolian Yuan Iron cavalry."

It was not easy to lead off a topic. Dong an immediately went on, regardless of whether it was right or wrong "On the east side of Xinjiang, there is no obstacle for the Mu house to start. The border troops almost listen to the orders of the Mu house, but the Mu house does not dare to transfer all the border troops... Mu Guangling is not Luo Yao. He has the courage to raise 3000 diners and has the courage to secretly expand millions of troops, so if he wants to start the army, he must find a team that can fight out. Obviously, the cold cavalry is the best choice."

Dong an sorted out his thoughts: "so mu Guangling doesn't want to be in Muping now. What he wants is the cavalry of the northern Liao people."

"No!"

Yang Shunhui suddenly shouted, "if Mu's house really wants to send troops, what should I do?"

Dong an was also stunned: "ah?"

Then he was startled: "yes... What should I do?"

Yang Shunhui was frightened by his sudden thought and changed his face: "Mu Guangling gave so many benefits to the northern Liao people because he wanted the cold cavalry of the northern Liao people. He gave me Muping city without asking, as if he really gave Muping to me... I'm afraid he wanted the two guards under me."

Dong an took a deep breath: "yes... Because Mu Guangling gave Mou Pingcheng to you, you are already his accomplice whether the two guards in your hand rebel with him or not..."

The word "party" doesn't sound good, but that's the truth.

"Yes..."

Yang Shunhui didn't realize that his palms were full of sweat, and the clothes on his back were tightly attached to his body. He thought of why he fled Chang'an and the invincible armored army. Now he was unconsciously tied together by Mu Guangling. How could he escape facing that team and that person in the future?

He has some hatred.

Hate his greed and ignorance. When Mu Guangling said he would give Mu Pingcheng to him, he was only happy and didn't think of what he would pay if he took other people's things. Once Mu family started fighting against the Sui Dynasty, he would be mu Guangling's subordinate in the eyes of others.

"Alas!"

He stamped his foot heavily, not knowing what to say.

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If you haven't been to Mu house, you would never have thought that the world-famous Mu house would be like this. In people's mind, Mu house must be a magnificent building with a huge gatehouse with a huge plaque hanging on it. The two gilded characters of Mu house are bright.

There must be groups of soldiers patrolling outside. Even the snitch can't climb up the tall courtyard wall.

But in fact, Mu house is just an ordinary manor. Even the manor built by those rich families in their hometown in the great Sui Dynasty is no worse than the garden of Mu house. Because compared with the status and identity of Mu family, the garden looks really poor enough. Those merchants with low status but rich side dare not buy big houses in the city, but who doesn't have one or even several manors in the countryside?

So relatively speaking, the manor of Mu house is not remarkable.

Moreover, not all the people in and out of Mu house are well-dressed nobles. People in cloth clothes can often be seen to go in and out calmly without any restraint. It's like Mu's house is their own home. They don't see it outside. The servants of Mu house will not scold and crowd out because they are wearing cloth clothes.

This is so incompatible with the atmosphere of the great Sui Dynasty.

In Dongjiang, in the eyes of Jianghu guests and people, Mu Guangling in Mu mansion is a true gentleman and a great good man.

"Hello, childe!"

A young gentleman in royal clothes dismounted in front of the door. When he saw all his people stand up and salute with fists, his face was filled with solemn respect. The young childe is about twenty years old. He is as rich as jade. In terms of appearance, it's not too much to say one in a hundred. In terms of temperament, it has a look of admiration.

"Hello, everyone."

The young childe hugged his fists one by one and returned the salute. It was not a blunt politeness, but a natural move, so it was very kind.

"Where have you been, childe?"

"I went to the people of the northern Liao Dynasty and sent them a few carts of grain. They don't know how to grow good fields. It's better to plant more than to fight. It's painful to see that they are going to spend the winter. If they don't help, I'm afraid there will be no seeds to plant again in the spring next year."

The childe answered kindly.

"Our father-in-law and our little father-in-law are the biggest good people in the world!"

Those diners said proudly, with a proud face.

The childe was not proud, but he was still peaceful: "if there is any place, the Mu family has always acted according to the ancestral teachings, but only to be worthy of heaven and earth."