As soon as Xu Jie came out, a man came forward to greet him and said respectfully: "I have seen Commander Xu. My master gave me a gift. I also asked Commander Xu to accept it. After accepting it, the villains will also go back to hand in the service."

Xu Jie nodded and looked at the frame in front of him. He obviously guessed it. It was just that the sad crying from the carriage surprised Xu Jie, so he hurried forward and lifted the curtain.

It was indeed Jiang Yingyun inside. Yesterday, when Xu Jie knew someone was following him, he deliberately did this matter and deliberately talked with the shopkeeper in the hall of the Immortal Tower to redeem himself. He also knew that this matter must be heard by the person who was staring at him.

Xu Jie knew who was the one who was staring at Xu Jie. So Xu Jie was not surprised by today's events.

Jiang Yingyun in the car, when he saw Xu Jie, his face was filled with rain, looked shocked. Jiang Yingyun thought he had been redeemed by the Li family, and since then he became strangers with his lover. At this time, the curtain of the car was lifted, and what he saw was Xu Jie, and he seemed to be unable to react.

In fact, this shows that many tragedies have really happened. The two people are in love but cannot stay together forever. It is a normal thing to be in the brothel. Most of the stories of talented men and beautiful women in brothels are just stories, and stories at that time. Most of the beautiful stories do not have a beautiful ending.

If Liang Boyong was still the Liang Boyong in the past, if Liang Boyong had not passed the imperial examination and became an official, there would be no Xu Jie. This story of love between two people and beautiful women, no matter how long it can last, it will inevitably end in a tragic end. Liang Boyong could not spend all his money to redeem Jiang Yingyun. This is not a question of whether to love or not, but a real problem. Although Liang Boyong is a wealthy class, he would never be able to exchange one or two thousand acres of fertile land for a brothel woman. Even if Liang Boyong is willing, Liang Boyong's family would not be willing. Clansmen, elders, and brothers would not be able to let Liang Boyong do this.

There are only one or two hundred Jinshi in the world for three years. These are the people who can truly make a fortune by jumping over the dragon gate. The stories of those talented men and beautiful women obviously end in such a tragic ending. How cruel it is for the women in brothels.

Xu Jie smiled and said, "Miss Jiang, get off the car and you're at the place."

Jiang Yingyun seemed to be a little confused. He turned his head and raised the car window and looked out. Seeing the plaque of Chengdong Inspectorate Factory, he seemed to understand that the pear blossoms were covered with rain, which turned into a blushing surprise. The shame made Jiang Yingyun not get off the car immediately, but lowered his head and was at a loss for a moment.

Xu Jie did not urge him, and turned around and said to the person who was driving here: "Go back and tell your master, and he said that the gift was received. I like it very much. Thank you for your master's care and for your generousness. General Li will be done in a hurry."

The man bowed again when he heard this and said with a smile: "Commander Xu, if the errand is done, the villain will not leave much, and he will definitely bring his words."

Xu Jie nodded, and the few people turned around and left. Even the frame was left at the entrance of the warranty factory and did not bring it back. Compared to the woman in the car, the carriage was not worth much.

The gift was planned by Xu Jie, otherwise he would not have talked about the redemption in the hall, and he deliberately let people listen to it. The gift was first because Xu Jie did not have so much cash at this time, and another reason was that it further made Li Qiming feel at ease.

Sometimes a human relationship is not the action of accepting the head and the words of swearing. Especially in the officialdom, most things are under the table. Receiving the head and the swearing the head and the swearing the head is abrupt and even unbelievable. Only such actions can make people feel at ease.

Xu Jie needs time, the old emperor needs time, and Li Qiming also needs time. Li Deming, the general of the garrison in the capital, also needs time.

Xu Jie returned to the yamen happily and found Liang Boyong in a moment.

Liang Boyong followed Xu Jie and said, "Why are you so anxious? The three trials are not far away, and my official documents have not been sorted out yet."

Xu Jie didn't answer, but kept it a secret and took Liang Boyong out the door.

"Brother Liang, let's go to the carriage to take a look." Xu Jie said with a smile.

Liang Boyong seemed a little impatient, stepped forward a few steps forward, lifted the curtain, and saw Jiang Yingyun, who was shy and embarrassed when he saw him, was stunned, and looked back at Xu Jie, and then looked up to see the people in the carriage.

"Brother Liang has arranged it myself. There is a wing next to Xiao Lian. I will be a companion. I will go there first." After saying that, Xu Jie turned around and turned around and entered the yamen.

Whether the two of them were crying with joy or hugging each other, Xu Jie would not watch it much.

Liang Boyong was about to say a few words of thanks, but when he saw Xu Jie raising his hand behind his back, Liang Boyong smiled knowingly and quickly got into the carriage.

Today, Xu Jie also missed all his thoughts and was in a really good mood.

At this time, north of the Great Wall, deep in the grassland, the sky was blue, dotted with eagles flying high. The eagles were singing, as if they had discovered food, and were very happy. The green grass stretched to the end of the vision, and at the end, there were groups of whites walking slowly.

A huge fat man ran by, with dozens of horses behind him, and smiled and shouted, "Ershou, this guy is really hard to kill. Fortunately, your sword is timely, otherwise he would have been told to run away again today."

But the fat man still replied: "Damn, these Wei people are really difficult to deal with."

Then he heard the fat man say again: "You have to run, run quickly."

The fat man laughed loudly while playing the horse, as if he was the only one who could hang out between the world.

Then I heard a roar from the air. Behind the fat man, countless figures slowly appeared on the hills at the end of his vision, and seemed to have seen the fat man's voice on the field and shouted loudly.

The fat man looked back and cursed, "You fat man, so fat, how can you hunch your horses move! You're so desperate, and you're chasing me again."

The fat man smiled heartily again and said, "I can't catch up, I can't catch up. Let's see if I change another horse."

The fat man had a very good method and could actually switch directly to another horse on the back of the running horse. Dozens of horses were strung behind him and followed him with a rope. It can be seen that the fat man was very prepared.

After changing the horse, the fat man leaned forward to get the iron-tied bow that had been hung on the horse before, and took the bow and arrow, and turned around and shot it.

The arrow came out, so fast that it was difficult to tell the naked eye, but no one fell behind him.

I heard someone laugh at me again: "You can't even hit one of them, and you're embarrassed to see you tightly."

"I'm not lucky, I'm not lucky." The fat man explained guiltily, and it was because the fat man couldn't really take advantage of the shooting technique. He didn't know where the arrow he shot had flew.

Outside Hengshan in the northwest, a man with a stubble face finally walked into the Gobi Desert. He held a straight knife in the northwest with a hat on his head, covering the scorching sun in the Gobi Desert, with wine around his waist and sweating like rain.

The travelers were a team of business travelers. When they went west, there were many places to go, including the territory of the Tuoba Dangxiang people, the territory of the Uighur people, and even the territory of the Seljuk people, the Western Regions, and the Silk Road. Even though they were no longer powerful in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, they still had a business path. The risks were much greater, but the benefits were much greater. As long as the profits met expectations, there were naturally some people willing to take risks.

King Tuoba is an unavoidable target in the hearts of this man who traveled west with the business travel. King Tuoba is not a human name, but King Tuoba is the king of the Tuoba tribe.

Today, the Tuoba King is named Tuoba Ye. The Tuoba tribe must choose a master innate. The descendants of the royal family should be taken seriously. Generally speaking, those who enter the innate will first receive the throne. This rule also makes the Tuoba tribe often have palace events, because only by force, it will inevitably lead to events.

Fortunately, although the Tuoba tribe now has a new Tuoba King, the old Tuoba King has not passed away yet. The old Tuoba King has been there, so the eight Tuoba tribes have been stable for decades.

The man who left the seclusion was named Zhong Shidao. His target was the new Tuoba Wang Tuoba Ye. Old Tuoba Wang Tuoba Hao was the target of his master Peng Laoqian. Perhaps in the future, it might also be the target of Zhong Shidao.

The lonely smoke in the desert and the setting sun in the long river, Zhong Shidao was the first time in his life to see such a scene. The swordsmen in the caravan were as many as five hundred. Zhong Shidao was only one of them. If Zhong Shidao wanted to go out of Guanxi, he naturally had to go with his companions. The Gobi Desert cannot be easily accessible by one person, so Zhong Shidao became one of the swordsmen guards recruited by this caravan. The owner of the caravan was surnamed Qin, and the former place of Qin was not a place of Qin now.

Zhong Shidao randomly demonstrated his two-handed martial arts and became one of the four leaders in the guards, which was too simple for him.

So in front of Master Zhong, Qin Dong, the shopkeeper of the Qin family.

Qin Dong is already fifty years old. He probably thought that after another trip, he should stop and enjoy the joy of family at home, so he brought a junior of the Qin family, Qin Wu, who is Qin Dong's son. He probably wanted to hand over the caravan to the juniors to continue.

It was the first time that Qin wu entered the desert, so Qin Dong slowly said to Qin wu: "When it comes to Guazhou, it is Yumen Pass. Now it is the forces of the Tuoba tribe. After leaving Yumen Pass, it is only to go north to Yizhou, where there are Uighurs. The goods in the Tuoba tribe cannot be sold at a price, and there is not much that we can bring back to sell. Only when we reach the Uighurs' territory can we make a little money. If we leave the Uighurs' territory, we have to cross the high mountain pass, and then we will get rich this time."

Qin Wu looked at his face and his face was extremely ugly. He probably wasn't happy with the matter of leaving the customs and business. The hard work of the previous generation made the Qin family rich in Qinzhou, and Qin Wu had become a rich child. Now his father wants to hand over his career to him. He is a rich child, and he is not willing to do so. However, this father's words cannot tolerate him not to listen. He can only follow this trip and still leave in the future. That's another thing.

So Qin Wu's answer is completely different from what the old man said: "Dad, you said I am a master in Qinzhou at least. My Qinglong Gang is one of the best forces in Qinzhou. I have made a lot of money in the year. Although I can't make a lot of money than you can get out of seclusion, I can still support you. I think there is no need to get out of seclusion again."

Qin Dong was a little unhappy when he heard this, frowned and asked, "Are you afraid of death?"

Qin Wu smiled and said, "Afraid of death? Dad, you underestimate people. I really don't take it seriously by the sand, horse, and bandits you mentioned in your story. I just think this road is too difficult. If you walk for more than a year, you will suffer. Why bother? Good days, you must leave the desert."

Qin Dong shook his head, looked back at his son, and said earnestly: "I started my business for others. Qinzhou, Weizhou, Jingzhao Chang'an, why do I trust me? That's because I am reliable in doing things and willing to sacrifice my life to endure hardships, so I let me take charge of this big caravan. If my Qin family doesn't leave, who will come? Where did your face come from? Without the promotion of these Northwest businesses, how could my Qin family have today? I can't do anything to lose the roots and ends."

What Qin Dong said was how the Qin family rose. Qin Dong was actually an ordinary gangster, so why could he rise? Because when Qin Dong was young, he walked the business road one by one, worked hard, worked hard, and was trusted, and finally became the leader of the caravan. However, in the past, although Qin Dong was the leader of the caravan, he was also employed by others. Many business names joined forces to send people to ship goods, allowing Qin Dong to take them out of seclusion. Today, Qin Dong is even more different from the past. It turned out that there were only a few companies with almost the trust, but now it is the trust of the entire northwest merchants.

Although Qin Dong also has his own business, his own goods, and his own horsemanship, such a huge caravan has more than 500 guards. Not all of them belong to Qin Dong's family, but many merchants in the northwest are united, so naturally they have to pay Qin Dong a fortune.

Qin Dong's face in the northwest became increasingly stronger. The so-called Qinglong Gang of Qinwu is really powerful in Qinzhou, but this force can be achieved because everyone in the various schools has to give Qin Dong a face and also to give face to the entire northwest merchants. The merchants in the northwest are obviously not the same as merchants in Jiangnan. There are many swordsmen in each household.

This is the reason why Qin Dong said that he was missing the roots and the ends. Qin Dong’s greatest success was not because of his own business name, nor because his son had a Qinglong Gang, but because of the trust of all households in the northwest. Without this trust, what is the Qin family business name and the Qinglong Gang worth in the entire northwest?

However, Qin Wu didn't think so. After hearing his father's words, he just smiled and answered easily: "The money in the world is much better than the money from business trips. Dad, you are just a scheming person. You have to go through this wind and sand for a year or two to make this hard money."

Qin Dong shook his head when he heard this. Qin Dong was not really dissatisfied with this son. At least his martial arts skills were much better than that of him. The Northwest man praised martial arts, which was obviously much higher than that of Jiangnan and Hebei. The Northwest man was tough and not nonsense.

But Qin Dong, the son, shouldn't have the mentality of a rich child. Qin Dong was also away from business, so he didn't have much advice on his son.

Following the father and son, Mr. Zhong listened to the conversation between them, as if he was listening, but he didn't seem to be listening. Suddenly, Qin Wu turned around and said to him: "Mr. Zhong, do you think I'm right? You're stupid to say that you are very skilled in using a knife. I'm going to be a helm leader in my sect, but I can't treat you badly. If you do well in the future, you don't care if you become a hall master, what?"

When Master Zhong heard this, he looked at Qin Dong’s wrinkles on his face and replied: “Shopkeeper Qin is right.”

Qin Wu was a little unhappy when he heard this. He raised his hand and pointed at Master Zhong, and said, "I said you are really stupid. If you practice martial arts, you will not go around the world. If you have to walk through these hundreds of miles of deserts without a single person, what's the use of practicing? Fortunately, your martial arts are just average. If you have been doing this for more than a year, it's a waste. I originally wanted to stay with my Qinglong Gang, but now I should develop in the Chang'an of Jingzhao, and I will also meet the heroes of Guanzhong for a while. I have to take me to the desert, alas!"

When Zhong Shidao heard this, he looked at Qin Wu and replied: "The horse thieves in the desert should not be underestimated. It is also necessary to share the worries of his father."

Zhong Shidao seems to have a good impression of this old shopkeeper Qin Dong. He can get from poor and humble people, so he naturally has different personal charms from others. Qin Dong is probably such a person. He takes good care of a taciturn man like Zhong Shidao along the way. That's why Zhong Shidao is willing to say a few words to Qin Dong.

Unexpectedly, Qin Wu smiled and said, "Sand thieves and horse bandits are not allowed to join the heroes in Guanzhong? Can they also be praised? A joke!"

Qin Dong heard his son's disdainful words and hurriedly said, "Sand thieves, horse bandits, those who can eat this bowl of rice are not ordinary people. They should not be underestimated or offended."

Qin Dong has been walking this road for decades and knows one truth, that is, the governments of Tuoba and Uighurs are easy to deal with, and they will not make any difficulties. If the taxes they should be paid and the benefits they should be given will generally not be a problem. Because the caravans brought from Dahua all the things that the high-ranking officials and nobles wanted, whether it was silk or porcelain, or other handicrafts, or even smuggling some other military products, were things that the high-ranking officials and nobles were eager for, so they would not make any difficulties in the caravans and could not really break the trade route.

The thieves and horse bandits are different. They want benefits, and there are also things to kill and rob. However, Qin Dong has been in the process of this situation for decades and is very skilled in handling this situation. Negotiations can often solve problems. They still have to buy wealth. The thieves and horse bandits are also humans and are not willing to really fight to the death. This is also why the caravans are getting bigger and bigger now. The swordsman guards are only 500, and most thieves and horse bandits may not necessarily have so many people.

Even many thieves and horse bandits are already familiar with Qin Dong, and now the negotiation process can be omitted in many places. It is the same as the verge of the rivers and lakes.

Qin Dong always seemed to feel that his father had less enterprising spirit of young people and was always too old-fashioned, so he replied again: "This desert is a place with no people for hundreds of miles, and how many teams can there be? In the past, you were always kind to others, so now you pay money wherever you go, and you have to pay travel expenses for others. Why be so afraid of things? With these 500 troops, there are also the 100 elite troops of my Qinglong Gang. How many groups of sand thieves in the desert dare to compete?"

When Master Zhong heard this, he looked at Qin Dong and wanted to see how Qin Dong said it.

Qin Dong naturally said something: "Although there is a sand thief, which usually has dozens or hundreds of people, and the number is only 2 or 300, but how many shares can be fought along the way? How many times can a person fight for the 500 people? Fighting hard will always kill people. The contract is clearly written. The silver of pension is not a huge sum of money. If you can pass through peace, why fight with others?"

Master Zhong seemed to have also been taught. He nodded when he heard this, thinking that this old man was really wise.

But I heard a saying: "Then let's kill one to warn you, let's see if these sand thieves are afraid of death!"

Qin Dong seemed to be a little impatient in teaching, and finally scolded: "You just learn to be like this, listen to me in everything, learn to do it!"

Qin Wu saw that his father was angry, and he nodded and said, "As you learn, you will be whatever you say, Dad. It's useless to learn anyway. I really don't want to go to this business path in the future."

Looking at the old man again, he could only sigh and said, "Whether you don't leave, you won't leave, and you'll die. There will always be someone leaving in the future."

As he spoke, the old man turned back to look at Master Zhong, as if he was extremely satisfied with this taciturn Master Zhong.

Zhong Shidao also felt the old man's eyes, but he avoided it and looked down at the horse's hooves.

Perhaps in Qin Dong's view, Mr. Zhong is also a hard-working man. If you talk less and do more, you are the image of Mr. Zhong.

Master Zhong lowered his head for a long time, but when he raised his head, the old man's eyes were still there.
Chapter completed!