Chapter 738

After the Daming mansion, there were more people on the road. The people who had fled in the previous war gradually came back. In addition, the garrison of the original three counties returned. There were a lot more officers and soldiers here than before. From time to time, officers and soldiers with distinctive armor galloped by on the road.

In addition to ordinary people with shoulders and hands, there are many people with rich clothes, high heads and foreign accents.

"Why are there so many outsiders?" Some people asked, "it doesn't look like a refugee."

Besides, who is going to flee to their place? On the northern border, the Golden Army has gathered. Although it is said that peace is now negotiated and there is no war, it is still very frightening.

"What escape." A passer-by shook his head. "There are no refugees dressed like this. These are businessmen."

As long as there are people, there is business. It's not surprising. It's just that the East and West roads of Hebei have been strictly controlled by the Duke of Cheng for more than ten years.

Of course, Beidi can do business, but Cheng Guogong strictly controls the establishment of their separate citizenship, and delimits the place of doing business. It needs to be reported that they move around freely between the state capitals. As for the Tunpu border, they are not allowed to approach.

"It's different now." Someone whispered, "qinghebo said that the north had been struggling for many years and needed to make the people rich and prosperous, so that they could be strong and strong, so the businessmen were busy."

People don't understand.

"What business do we have here?" Everyone shook their heads. "It's so dangerous. I'm not afraid of losing my money."

"Who knows, anyway, businessmen will pursue profits most. Since they have money to earn, they are not afraid of anything." The passer-by stood up and said, "look at the number of people waiting in line at the checkpoint over there."

Although it is said that businessmen are allowed to move around at will, the checkpoints are still very strict, and many people are refused to leave.

"Lord Sun, we're just going to do business. Why don't we let it pass?" The rejected people frowned and asked.

The general called Lord Sun looked cold.

"There's no reason." He said.

Well, this general is a veteran at first sight, and is deeply influenced by the powerful means of Cheng Guogong.

However, now it is not under the rule of Cheng Guogong, and Cheng Guogong has also rebelled and fled. He is still playing tricks. The businessmen blocked outside the checkpoint did not disperse immediately and quarreled outside.

The heavy wool curtain hung down, and the noise outside was immediately isolated.

"Look, the curtain is different." A man of about fifty with thin eyebrows and long face pinched the curtain and said in a thick Southern accent, "what a good thing."

A general sitting in the room sniffed.

"A broken curtain is nothing good." He said, snoring a mouthful of tea, raised his legs and feet on several tables, and the armor on his body made a clatter, which conveyed shock and awe.

"Lord song, don't underestimate this broken curtain. Take it to the south of us and you can earn ten dollars each." The man whispered.

General song laughed again.

"You see ten dollars?" He laughed.

"In business, money is big or small. As long as it's money, you should see it in your eyes." The man said with a smile and sat down opposite the general of song, "so Lord song, in your eyes, the north is barren, but in our eyes, there is money everywhere."

Song general pinched his beard.

"I'm a soldier who doesn't understand you." He said, his narrowed eyes flashing, "I only know that the place you want to go is inappropriate. There are not many broken curtains near the three counties of Baozhou Xiongzhou and Bazhou. Do you want to do business with Jinren?"

Doing business with Jin Ren is in Beidi, but it's a great crime to be identified as a spy and directly beheaded.

The man was not frightened by the threat and sat still.

"My Lord, this really hurt me." He said with a smile, "adults can fight the golden man and are not afraid of life and death. Although we love money, compared with life and death, money is nothing. Adults, you are not afraid of life and death in front of the golden man, and we will never trade with the golden man for a few money."

General song was very satisfied with the flattery and changed his upturned legs in several cases.

"Just know." He said, "don't touch things you shouldn't touch for money."

The man replied with a smile and leaned slightly to take out his handkerchief and sweep the dust that didn't exist on the boots for general song.

"Sir, these boots have been worn long enough." He sighed.

General song shouted.

"How can there be so much military spending on clothes? The most important thing is to have enough food and weapons." He said.

The man nodded and answered yes.

"Our family is engaged in fur business. There is nothing else. There are a lot of leather boots and clothes." He said sincerely, "winter is coming. I hope adults and soldiers can wear warm clothes. There are only two cars."

He said and pointed out.

Through the half open window, you can see two cars parked in the yard, piled high and covered with cloth.

Song generals squinted.

"OK, then thank you on behalf of the soldiers." He said, raising his hand and pulling out a piece of paper from his boot. "Remember to do business honestly."

The man extended his hand respectfully and gave a deep salute.

"Don't worry, my Lord." He said sincerely, "we know that without a stable life, we have no business to do and can't make money."

The man respectfully withdrew, and the general didn't move. Not long after, a civil servant came in and whispered to the general. He seemed to say something happy. He couldn't help laughing.

The general smiled and stared.

"Be reserved and look ignorant." He said.

The petty official quickly stopped laughing, but soon he puffed again.

The general did not blame him, and his cocked legs shook rhythmically.

There was a disorderly footstep outside the door, accompanied by a blocking sound.

"Lord Sun, you can't go in."

"Lord Sun, Lord song is resting."

Hearing this sound, the complacency on Lord song's face disappeared.

"My Lord, I'll deal with him." The petty official said hurriedly.

Lord song kicked away several cases and strode out. A general who had pushed away the blocking soldiers stood in the yard. When he saw Lord song coming out, he stopped.

"Lord Sun, what's up?" Lord song asked without salt or light.

Lord Sun looked at him.

"Why did these businessmen go to the border without permission?" He said.

"What is private release?" Lord Song said coldly, "now the north is safe and stable. People who do business just walk around. Why don't they let go?"

"Now that the golden man has gone deep into our north, we must strictly investigate death prevention to prevent spies from sneaking in." Sun said.

Lord song shook his head.

"I said Xiao Sun, you're wrong to think so. People are just doing business. How can they become spies?" He said, "if you think about it, what are the benefits of being spies and letting the Jin people roam the north? They're not looking for their own death. These businessmen are not stupid."

Lord Sun looked at him with a solemn look.

"You underestimate these businessmen. They don't care about anything for money. As long as they have enough interests, they dare to die." He said, "Lord song, you don't know. This is the lesson we learned with blood..."

Lord song's face changed suddenly.

"I'm just here? I didn't fight or kill the enemy. I don't know anything." In a rage, he reached out and pointed to general sun, "I tell you, I told you, you were still sucking when I killed the gold thief. You know shit."

Lord Sun's face was stiff. He suddenly walked to the two cars parked in the yard and pulled off the cover before the people didn't react.

Lord song and the petty officials exclaimed.

The cover cloth was lifted to reveal the accumulated leather clothes and boots on the car.

"What are you doing!" The petty official shouted and jumped over a few steps. "This is for the brothers to spend the winter. Adults remember that the brothers specially want to come to those businessmen..."

Before he finished, general sun kicked his foot on the car.

His strength was so great that the seemingly full car was kicked to one side. With the exclamation of small officials, the car turned over with a bang, and the crackling leather boots and clothes fell to the ground, mixed with white things, which shook the eyes of people in the yard.

That's... Silver brick.

Silver ingots and bricks were rolled in the scattered leather boots and clothes.

The yard was silent.

"Lord song, I don't understand what this means?" General sun looked at Lord song and said coldly, "is it difficult for adults to return money to businessmen to be used as pay for brothers?"

Lord song's face turned white and red, and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Sun, do your business well and mind your own business." He shouted.

"Song Zhijie, do you know what you're doing? You're helping the tyrant. You're going to destroy the foundation of the North..." General sun also shouted, looking angry, and stretched out his hand to point to general song.

"I help tyranny?" Lord song looked cruel and raised his hand. "Take it down for me!"

The soldiers in a daze in the yard recovered and rushed up without hesitation to hold down Lord Sun.

"What do you want to do?" Lord Sun shouted angrily.

"What do I want to do? What else do you want to do?" Lord song's face was cold and gloomy. "You can't pass the flies at the checkpoint with people. The complaints spread all over the world. Did you inform Cheng Guogong and his son to avoid arrest here?"

Sun Da's face turned red.

"That's ridiculous, that's ridiculous." He shouted, struggling.

But Lord song didn't stop and took a step forward.

"Said, did Cheng Guogong contact you? Did he ask you to do so?" He shouted, his eyes shining, "Sun Zhan, you have been with Cheng Guogong for ten years..."

"I'm not with anyone for ten years. I'm a man who fought for the great Zhou Dynasty for ten years. He's a general. I listen to him. If he's a thief, I can't catch him. Song Zhijie, you're planting a frame!" General sun shouted angrily.

Lord song looked at him condescending.

"It's clear whether it's planted or not." He said coldly, waving his hand, "take it away."

Regardless of Lord Sun's struggle, the soldiers stopped him like wolves.

"It's finally clean." The petty official complimented Lord song and smiled, "it's still a crisp and quick man."

Lord song snorted.

"When we are soldiers, we are fist and reasonable." "Those who have big fists and can't see clearly deserve bad luck," he said

Then he looked at the silver scattered on the ground and raised his hand.

"Clean up these and send them to qinghebo."

Think of something and pause.

"Remember to keep some for the Chinese New Year. We should suppress them, reward them or reward them."

"Your Excellency is wise!" The petty officials responded with a joyful salute.

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The checkpoint has been far behind. The road ahead is smooth, but the driver didn't urge the horse to gallop, but looked back.

"I'd rather not come." He said.

The coachman looked old and wore a thick hat to cover his disheveled hair. He looked very sloppy, but his voice was gentle and clean.

"Dad, I know what you mean." The bearded man on one side came forward and said in a deep voice, "we can come like this, and other businessmen can come like this. They will not throw away so much money in vain. They must get it back."

As for how to make money, people will be crazy and don't want the bottom line in front of money interests.

The coachman looked at the rear, his eyes darkened for a moment, but he didn't sigh any more, but looked at Hu Zinan.

"Miss Jun has never heard from you." He asked, "maybe nothing."

The bearded man smiled.

"Dad, you don't know that little rabbit." He said, "if she's safe, he'll let me know how to gloat. If she's not good, the boy must hide it from him. He doesn't want me to save the beauty."

"Maybe at this time he knows that you can't be a hero, so he'll make trouble if you go." The coachman said in a warm voice.

The bearded man breathed out and shook the whip in his hand.

"The place where heroes are brave is different." He said, "let's go where we should go and be heroes."

After that, the horse galloped.

The coachman didn't speak any more. He raised his hand and gently shook it. The horse got it. There were dart flags in the car, cheering in the wind. The people and horses in front of and behind moved with them, shouting slogans, and ran forward like all the caravans.