The night was quieter, and the cold wind in the Sijiu City was raging towards every land that could show its might. The high-ranking and big-schooled families could not find a person who could show off, so they would make a desperate attempt to the poor and small-schooled families!

The poor family in Sijiu City, and the family only has one bed, is common. The firewood, grass and coal that burns the kang is even more unthinkable. They can only curl up into the bed with the little heat they have saved when cooking. While shouting the cold wind that penetrates the house, they trembled, and stared at the sky with their teeth trembling.

This is the case with a rooftop, and the Huazi, who has nowhere to live on the streets of Sijiucheng, has to pass the gates of hell every night in the winter!

Pull a few handfuls of wheat straw into the torn jacket to keep warm, drill into a pile of sand and soil to barely block the wind, gather the piles of seven or eight people to hug each other, and use the little heat on each other's body to make their lives! When they saw it at dawn, there was only one left in the pile of people to survive, and the others were frozen and lying down!

But in this deadly cold weather, there were two men wearing fur coats, cotton hats, and thick boots on their feet, regardless of the cold wind, and were walking around in all directions. They looked like the white-faced Cao Cao on the stage when he left the stage.

It was probably dark that it was impossible to see Dao'er, and he stepped on the frozen street under his feet. The young man who was walking half-step in front snorted coldly, and half-sided his body and whispered to the elderly man following him: "Jun Qi, I have a question, I haven't figured it out. I hope you can answer it for me?"

With his head slightly lowered, the old man responded in a low voice: "Master Zuo, did you give me the order?"

Carefully avoiding the frozen lying in the middle of the street, Zuosuke Katsumasa, who was walking in front, raised his head slightly and let the bitter cold wind rush on his face: "What kind of people do you think Chinese people are?"

As if he didn't understand Zuosuke Katsumasa's problem, Master Qi San, who was walking half a step behind Zuosuke Katsumasa, responded respectfully: "Master Zuo, I didn't understand what you said!"

Slowly paced, Zuosuke Katsumasa said in a voice like a scholar thinking about profound questions: "I have read many books that record Chinese history, written by Romans, written by Japanese, and recorded by you Chinese themselves! But I never understand, what kind of people are the Chinese?"

"It was these Chinese people who I couldn't understand. They built the Great Wall, and they invented papermaking, gunpowder, compass and movable type printing techniques. They were so powerful that half of the world trembled. Some knowledge from Japan spread from the hands of the Tiankhan of the Tang Dynasty. Until now, we are still using it and regard it as a classic!"

"But these Chinese people who I don't understand are still these Chinese people who burn books and bury scholars, close their heads, and advocate those eight-legged articles that are useless except for luxury and show-offs, and use this as the only criterion for selecting officials! They once made their country capital robbed in the fire, but the emperor who should have died for his country fled."

After slowing down, Zuosuke Katsumasa turned his head to look at Qi Sanye who was following him: "Extremely strong and extremely weak, wisdom and stupidity, arrogance and humility, creation and destruction, you Chinese seem to be reincarnated in such an endless cycle and seem to be enjoying it? Qi Jun, please answer me, why do the same Chinese people do so differently?"

He bent his waist slightly, and Master Qi San hesitated for a moment before he looked up at Zuo Yusuke Katsumasa, who was walking on his own, and said, "Zuo, there is an old saying in China - the world's general trend will be together for a long time, and the combination will be together for a long time. Should you know this? Just what you asked just now, look at me, and you can only say which dynasty and which dynasty have their own fortune and energy! When the fortune comes, all the heroes in the world will be exhausted; when the energy is gone, everything will be gone! Isn't you afraid that you will listen to the words of thorning your ears? Just your great Japanese country, isn't this the same way?"

It seemed that he felt that some of the words in his words would make Zuozhi Katsumasato unpleasant. Master Qi San continued to say with some thoughtful words: "It's like in front of him that the Qing Dynasty has been exhausted, and the fortune of the Republic of China has risen. If the country has won the country, the Republic of China will be the Republic of China government. After a few years, the Republic of China government will be exhausted again. Then, who is holding the world? Is it really unknown?"

A contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Zuosuke Katsumasato snorted coldly with some disdain: "Chinese people just like to believe in the fortune, energy, and these invisible and intangible things, seem to really determine the fate of a country?"

He shook his head gently, and Master Qi's tone was still humble, but his voice slightly improved: "It's not entirely illusory! The fortune of a country depends on people! To put it bluntly, that is, if all the people in this country are down-to-earth and serious, the fortune of this country will naturally last! If the opposite way is done, the energy of a country will naturally disappear quickly!"

With a sarcastic smile, Zuosuke Katsumasa turned around and pointed to the frozen lying down in the middle of the street that he had just stepped on: "It's like being down-to-earth and doing things seriously?"

Without looking at the direction that Zuosuke Katsumasa pointed, Qi San Ye whispered to Zuosuke Katsumasa, "This is what we said just now and do the opposite! If there are rich people everywhere in a country and there are bones frozen on the road, then the energy of this country will be over!"

He stopped curiously. Zuosuke Katsumasa looked at Qi Sanye who also stopped beside him: "Qi Jun, since you understand the fortune and energy of this country so clearly, why don't you do something for your country? After all, you were once a member of this country?"

Slowly shook his head, Master Qi San said to Zuo Zhisuke Shengmao without any concealment: "Qi doesn't dare to do it! Qi has read history when he is free. Those who can change fortunes for a country against the sky and change their fortunes in history books have great wisdom and perseverance, and promote the benefits of the world and eliminate the harm of the world. Confucius is not warm, and the Mo Tu is not Guizhou, and he goes to the fire and blade, and he will never return to death! This is not what Qi wants!"

After laughing for a while, Zuoyusuke Katsumasa couldn't help but ask: "Now, what are you asking for?"

He lowered his head humbly, and Master Qi San smiled calmly: "What Qi wants is nothing more than wealth and glory, and he is prominent in front of others! As long as Qi can get these, what does the so-called fortune of the country and the rise and fall of the world have to do with Qi?"

With a little playful smile, Zuozhisuke Katsumasa smiled thoughtfully at Master Qi San and said, "This is what you Chinese say - if you don't care for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth? Qi Jun, at least you know what to do for yourself at what time! In order to get what you want, everything else is no longer important to you, is that right? Qi Jun, you are indeed a smart person!"

After laughing a few times, Master Qi San looked up at Zuosuke Katsumasatsu and said, "It's not smart enough! If you are really smart, then before the Qiu Chong Club, I should come to the door to serve Master Zuo. At least at that time, we can still walk side by side and sit on the same level! Master Zuo, Mr. Qi is a businessman, and he always pays attention to making money for money, making money for a lot of money, or even making money without money! If you sell yourself cheaply, this is the first time in your life."

With a cold snorting, Zuosuke Katsumasa shouted to Master Qi San without hesitation: "Qi Jun, you should be content! The identity of a great Japanese citizen has allowed you to reappear in the city of Peking, and it can even make your creditors stop! As for the future, as long as you do what we have explained, you will naturally get what you want! But the premise is - you must do your best!"

Standing in the middle of the street, Master Qi San respectfully bowed to Zuozhisuke Katsumasa: "Master Zuo, don't worry! Since Qi sold himself to you, there is no way out! Besides, the price you gave is not low, why don't Qi do it?"

Sneering contemptuously, Zuosuke Katsumasa, with his hands behind his back, turned around and walked forward slowly, but he whispered to Master Qi San, who followed him half a step behind him, "At least one point, I can still understand the Chinese people from you and Master Duan - as long as the price is enough, you can sell anything! Is the guarantee made by Master Duan reliable?"

Replying to the humble look with a half-bearing body, Master Qi San quickly responded to Zuozhisuke Katsumasa's question: "Among the people who use money to do business in Sijiu City, Master Duan still has some credibility! In addition to this 100,000 oceans and future water conservancy tonight, he can clean up those private tobacco shops and gain a good reputation in the scene. Why don't he do it if he takes all his face here?"

Sneering and putting his hands together, Zuosuke Katsumasa shook his head slightly: "People who like money too much are sometimes not so trustworthy! Qi Jun, when is the first time of shipping the goods agreed just now?"

Without thinking, Master Qi San responded quickly: "The night after tomorrow! The city gate has been prepared. As long as Master Duan can free up a road that is walking in Sijiu City and let us transport the freight to the chrysanthemum club, the rest will be easier!"

After walking a few steps forward, Zuosuke Katsumasa pulled out his hand in his sleeve and gently waved towards Master Qi San who was following him half a step behind: "You can't transport it to the Kikusam! In the past two days, I found a suitable place to store those goods, and store all the goods transported in the future to that place! I also told Master Duan to prepare three routes to walk in the city of Peiping to three different places!"

Just frowned slightly, Master Qi San immediately reacted: "Change the whole thing into pieces? Shock the snake?"

With a sneer, Zuozhisuke Katsumasa ignored Qi Sanye's rebellious question at all, but walked forward on his own and hummed a sing in the Peking opera: "I was watching the mountain scenery on the city tower, and I heard the crowds of people and horses. The flags were waving, but it turned out to be soldiers sent by Sima. I also ordered people to inquire, and Sima, you were leading troops westward. First, Ma Su had no plans and few talents, and second, he lost Jieting if the generals were not in harmony."

Following behind Zuosuke Katsumasa, Qi Sanye lowered his head slightly and silently followed Zuosuke Katsumasa, like an old dog who had just found a new master (to be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!)
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