Chapter 833: There is a young master Ruyu

When the tiger left, the moon had just climbed into the east sky. Looking east on the river, there was a very strange beauty of the moon. The big moon seemed to hang on the river not far away, as if just by sailing forward, you could rush directly to the moon.

Above the moon

But is it so cruel in the world?

Fang Jie stood at the bow of the boat and watched Puhu leave. Puhu is a very conflicted person, and even others can feel his conflict. Sometimes Fang Jie even wondered whether Puhu had thought that it would be better if he really died? He didn't expect to meet Puhu here, nor did he think about what kind of scene it would be like when he encountered it again in the future.

He turned around and went back

sleep

This day just passed like this.

Before dawn, the sailors had already set their anchors, and the big ship sailed eastward again along the Yangtze River. People who were seeking life on the river were still so busy, and they could not rest even if they had already entered winter. War was a mess... In the past, they could take a few days off by fishing, and the money sold was enough to make the fishermen smile on their faces. But now the fish are not valuable because no one bought them at all.

After entering the Yangtze River, the big ship just went downstream. This section of waterway would take at least one month to reach Dongjiang. Wu Yidao took the lead and had already set up a point to where to dock. After getting on the shore, he would have to walk north for at least ten days before he could reach the place where the Bei Liao tribes live now. It is unknown whether they can safely pass through the places controlled by the Mu Mansion.

Xiang Qingniu was a little depressed for several days. Fang Jie knew that he was a sentimental person. From the fact that he had been pursuing Yang Qi for so many years, he could tell what kind of personality this person was. But perhaps it was precisely because of this that only he, the four disciples under Wan Xingchen's sect, was enlightened.

Poor Xiang Qingniu didn’t even feel that he was much stronger. He was a little frustrated when he was enlightened by this mind.

"State explanation"

"Um?"

"How long will this battle last?"

Xiang Qingniu asked very seriously.

"have no idea."

Fang Jie did not answer perfunctorily: "When the Great Sui Dynasty just started to turmoil, some people asserted that with the strength of the Great Sui Dynasty, those who rebeled could not last for a year. But now, no one dares to say how long it will take to turmoil."

"A little bored."

Xiang Qingniu let out a long sigh: "You kill all those guys quickly. It's so peaceful that I can let go of my breath and give it to someone casually. I will really find a place to find a woman who can look down on me, build a few wooden houses, and plant a few acres of barren fields."

"Think about it."

Fang Jie smiled: "You can only think about it now."

"Me too"

After he said three words, Xiang Qingniu couldn't help but look at him.

Walking upstairs, Mo Ningzhi lay on the railing and looked at the two men standing side by side on the bow of the boat, and she didn't understand the meaning of their conversation. However, she felt more and more that Fang Jie was an unpredictable person. She had three years of wandering and escape, and those three years were enough to change a person's personality. She remembered that she didn't dare to step on an ant to death when she was a child, and that she could kill people in those three years.

Fang Jie clearly had more experience than she had experienced, so why did she make many decisions that she could not understand? For example, this time she traveled east to the Northern Liao tribe, which Mo Ningzhi never needed to do. For example, getting along with Puhu on this day was meaningless in her opinion. But she also felt that her thoughts were not good, but it was just not good, and it was definitely not wrong.

If it were her, she would never have gone to the Northern Liao tribe.

She gave herself the answer, and then hesitated after a few seconds. If she could really do what she thought, she would have killed Fang Jie long ago, right?

She was a little distressed.

"What are you thinking?"

Mu Xiaoyao handed her a cup of hot tea and leaned on the railing to look at Fang Jie's back.

Mo Ningzhi took the tea cup over and pretended to be cold and arrogant: "I was wondering when I would kill him."

Puchi

Mu Xiaoyao laughed without any hesitation: "Even if you lie to yourself, don't believe it? If you still want to kill him, why have you waited for so long but haven't taken action?"

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

Mo Ningzhi said fiercely.

Then she was frustrated and found that Mu Xiaoyao was still laughing, and then she actually laughed in disarray. She stomped her feet hard and turned back to the room. Mu Xiaoyao looked at her back and couldn't help but continue to laugh.

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Dongjiang

Mouping City

Yang Shunhui looked at the five-dozen box in the living room, which was still full of gold coins. This was sent by the man named Peter after he left, saying that he was a gift to thank him for his friendship from the city. Yang Shunhui became increasingly confused about what the foreigner named Peter planned. He sent so much gold to him, how much business would the foreigner have to do to earn back?

"And there is also a handwritten letter."

Aide Dong An handed a letter to Yang Shunhui. After looking at the crooked handwriting on the envelope, Yang Shunhui was convinced that this should be Peter's handwriting. It was obvious that this was a handwriting that only a person who had just started to get involved in Chinese characters was not long after. He opened the letter, which was very short, but he read it very carefully.

"This person is not simple."

Yang Shunhui suddenly sighed: "I suddenly regret letting him go now. I always feel that he is not as simple as a messenger. There is something that people have to pay attention to. At first I thought it was my curiosity about foreigners. Now, thinking about it, it is a temperament that only a high-ranking person has, whether it is a Han or a foreigner."

"What did he say in his letter?"

Dong An asked curiously.

"nothing"

Yang Shun would put the letter into his cuffs: "Just express gratitude, and also hope to open the dock as soon as possible. In order to make me feel more comfortable, this person actually learned Chinese characters in such a short time. How could it be simple for someone who can work hard for a small thing?"

"I regret it now."

Yang Shunhui was silent for a while and said, "I always feel that there will be something wrong with opening the dock and letting foreigners come in, but I can't think of where this is wrong. According to the principle, if we compete in commercial matters, we can benefit more. Let the Dongchu merchants compete with foreigners, the greater the benefits we get. This is also a good thing for the people of the Sui Dynasty. Only competition can make those foreign goods cheaper."

"General, that's right."

Dong An smiled and said, "The General has always been accustomed to being cautious. In fact, what the General is worried about is not what the foreigners will happen, but the Mu Mansion, right?"

This sentence successfully led Yang Shunhui's thoughts away. Seeing that Yang Shunhui's face changed, Dong An knew that he had succeeded, so he felt at ease and could get the gold sent by foreigners again.

"The people in Mu's house have indeed been in a while recently."

Yang Shun would pace back and forth in the house: "According to the truth, even if the people from the Mu family handed over Mouping to me, it would be impossible for them to be careless at all. There could be no people from the Mu family in this city, and foreigners did not hide it from them when they moved in, but why did the Mu family ignore Mouping's affairs?"

Dong An thought for a while and said, "Is it possible that Mu Mansion has not had the heart to pay attention to Mouping recently?"

"No thought..."

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

Since Dong An led the topic away from foreigners, he naturally could not easily let Yang Shun think about going back: "Although Mu Guangling is called a true gentleman, does he have no intention of competing for the world? It is said that he has been running to the Northern Liao people recently, giving food and craftsmen, both... When his subordinates looked at it, they were most likely to like the Northern Liao people's Han cavalry, which was said to be stronger than the Mongolian and Yuan cavalry."

After finally drawing up a topic, Dong An didn't care whether the random thoughts were right or wrong, and immediately said: "In the Dongjiang side, there was no obstacle for the Mu Mansion to take action. The border troops almost followed the orders of the Mu Mansion, but the Mu Mansion did not dare to draw all border troops... Mu Guangling was not Luo Yao, and he had the courage to raise three thousand diners but had no courage to expand a million troops secretly, so if he wanted to start a army, he had to seek a team that could be fought. Obviously, the Han cavalry was the best choice."

Dong An sorted out his thoughts: "So Mu Guangling is not in Muping now, he wants cavalry from the Northern Liao people."

"not good!"

Yang Shunhui suddenly shouted softly: "What should I do if the Mu Mansion really wants to send troops?"

Dong An was also stunned: "Ah?"

Then he was also startled: "Yes...what should I do?"

Yang Shunhui was frightened by what he suddenly thought of, and his face changed a little: "Mu Guangling gave so many benefits to the Northern Liao people because he wanted the Cold Cavalry of the Northern Liao people. He gave it to me Mouping City without any attention, as if he really had a sense of handing over Mouping to me... I'm afraid that I want these two guards under my command."

Dong An took a deep breath: "Yes... because Mu Guangling gave you Muping City, no matter whether the two guards in your hands are following him or not, you are already his accomplice..."

The word "Agree" is not very nice, but that's the truth.

"yes……"

Yang Shunhui didn't realize that his palms were covered with sweat, and the clothes on his back were already tightly attached to his body. He thought about why he fled Chang'an and the invincible iron-armored army. He was now tied together by Mu Guangling without realizing it. How could he escape from facing that team, that person in the future?

He was a little hated.

He hated his greed and his ignorance. When Mu Guangling said he would give him Mu Ping City, he was only happy and did not expect anything he would pay for when he took other people's things. Once the Mu Mansion raised an army to rebel against Sui, in the eyes of others, he would be Mu Guangling's subordinate.

"well!"

He stomped his feet heavily, not knowing what to say.

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If anyone who has not been to the Mu Mansion, he would never have thought that the world-famous Mu Mansion would be like this. In people's mind, the Mu Mansion must be a magnificent building with a huge gatehouse with a huge plaque hanging on it. The two gilded characters of the Mu Mansion, Ye Ye, shines brightly.

There must be groups of soldiers patrolling outside, and even thieves cannot climb up the courtyard walls.

But in fact, the Mu Mansion is just an ordinary manor. Even the manor built by the wealthy families in the hometown of the Great Sui Dynasty would not be inferior to the Mu Mansion. Because compared with the status and identity of the Mu Mansion, the garden looks really shabby enough. Those businessmen with low status but rich people dare not buy big houses in the city to build big houses, but which one in the countryside does not have one or even a few manors?

So relatively speaking, the manor in Mu Mansion is inconspicuous.

Moreover, there are many brightly dressed nobles who come and go to Mu Mansion. You can often see people wearing civilian clothes coming in and out calmly without any restraint. It is as if the Mu Mansion is their own family and they are not out of sight. And the servants in Mu Mansion will not scold and exclude them because they are wearing civilian clothes.

This is so incompatible with the style of the Great Sui Dynasty.

In the eyes of Dongjiang, the tourists in the Jianghu, and in the eyes of the people, Mu Mansion and Mu Guangling are a true gentleman and a great charity.

"Hello, young master!"

A young man in brocade clothes dismounted in front of the door. Everyone who saw him stood up and bowed with fists, with awesome respect on his face. The young man was about twenty years old and was as beautiful as jade. In terms of appearance, it is no exaggeration to say that one in a hundred is selected, but in terms of temperament, it is even more impressive.

"Everyone is well."

The young man bowed his fists and gave him a greeting. It was not a kind of stiff and politeness, but a natural action, so he was particularly friendly.

"Where are you going?"

"I went to the Beiliao people and sent a few trucks of food. They didn't know how to plant good fields. They didn't know how to plant them better than plant them. It was so distressing to see that it was about to be over the winter. If you don't help me, I'm afraid I won't have any seeds to plant in the spring of next year."

The gentle answer from the young master.

"Our grandpa, our young grandpa are the biggest good people in the world!"

The diners said proudly, with a look of pride.
Chapter completed!