Cifengque

Chapter 49 Will You Use It For Me?

It is true that Jun Ci is young, but she has seen too much life and death, experienced too much cold and warm, and she is no longer someone who can be moved by a few words of flattery: "I don't know where I got Lin Silang's favor?"

"Captain is a heroine who wiped out Donghu by himself, how can anyone else compare to him." Lin Silang continued to praise Junci, and said the truth, "Captain can give me what I ask for."

"What are you asking for?" Junci asked.

"horses."

Jun Ci paused with his fingertips, and raised his eyes to look at Lin Zhihuan seriously. Lin Zhihuan did not dodge or hide, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "The horses are under the control of the imperial court. How can I supply Lin Silang's horses?"

"Listen to me, Captain." Lin Zhihuan said without hesitation, "Captain knows the desert very well. There are not only Donghu and Rouran in the desert, but also many tribes. The captain wants to get horses. Difficult. Not only can I give the captain money, but I can also give the captain food, cloth, and steel!"

Junci's eyes became sharp instantly, these are all the prosperity of the Southern Dynasty.

In the Southern Dynasties, both wheat and rice were grown, the warehouses were full, and there were double crops of rice; silkworms were cooked four or five times a year, and Yongjia was heard to be eight times a year. The nobles of the Southern Dynasties used colored silk as miscellaneous flowers, silk as ornaments, and brocade as barriers. .

The most important thing is steel. In the Southern Dynasties, pig iron and wrought iron can be poured into steel, and the resulting steel can make weapons sharper.

These are also controlled by the imperial court, but I heard that the Southern Dynasty also had private shops.

As if he didn't notice the dark light in Junci's eyes, Lin Zhihuan's handsome face was still sincere and sincere: "What do you think, Captain?"

"Lin Silang is really brave." Jun Ci couldn't help admiring.

At this moment, Junci was sure that the person in front of him was neither from the Southern Dynasty nor from the Northern Dynasty, and his heart was only for money.Dare to sell steel from the Southern Dynasty to the Northern Dynasty, and dare to sell horses from the Northern Dynasty to the Southern Dynasty.

Once leaked, both sides can tear him to pieces.

Junci was very moved, not only about money, but also how Lin Zhihuan managed to transport a large amount of goods without being noticed. If she can master the method, why worry about Nanchao not being able to get it when she sends troops to the south in the future?

It is really not difficult for her to get horses. The reason why she went to Taipu Temple was because she deserved it, and at the same time, she did not let Zhou Rong know that she could get horses.

"Just horses?" Junci asked after drinking another bottle of wine.

"Cows, alpacas, camels and horses are all good things." Lin Zhihuan couldn't ask for more, the more the better, but if he could only choose one, of course horses would be better. "Fur medicinal materials are also very promising."

"How do I give you the things?" Junci asked again.

Lin Zhihuan showed joy on his face: "Besides the capital, the captain can rest assured, we will hand over the goods and the money, and if the things are in my hands, I will be responsible for the loss."

Don't use Junci to cover him and escort these eye-catching things out of the Northern Dynasty, I'm afraid it's to prevent Junci from guessing how he communicates. This is his way to make a fortune, how can he easily show it to others?
"It's easy." Jun Ci gave an ambiguous compliment and asked, "How much do you want?"

"I'll take as much as the captain gives." His attitude was nothing short of humble.

Jun Ci bowed his head and smiled slightly, picked up the jug and poured himself another bottle, held it in both hands to pay respects to Lin Zhihuan, with a faint smile on his face all the time, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp: "Lin Zhihuan Shiro can wait for the good news."

Putting down the wine bottle with a bang, Jun Ci stood up: "It's getting late, so I won't bother you."

"I will see off the captain." Lin Zhihuan also stood up.

After Jun Ci bid farewell to Lin Zhihuan, he should have left the city and returned to the camp, but when he came to a fork in the road, he turned around and walked towards the General's Mansion.

Unknowingly walked into Ying Wuchen's yard, across the waterside pavilion, looked at Ying Wuchen who was sitting by the window, with a straight back, writing like a god, who knew what he was writing, and realized that he was back again.

A gust of wind blew by, and Jun Ci strode around to the door, and walked straight in.

"Why did the younger sister of the Jun family turn back twice?" Ying Wuchen asked without raising his head.

Jun Ci caught a glimpse of a tall white porcelain plate with small slices of ointment on it, obviously half-used: "Is the ointment delicious?"

"It's colder, otherwise it should be more crispy." Ying Wuchen also commented seriously.

After hearing what he said, Junci lifted the pair of chopsticks next to her, and put one piece in her mouth. She suddenly felt a gaze, and she raised her eyes to see Ying Wuchen staring closely at the chopsticks in her hand.

"You eat first, and I eat later. I should be the one to dislike." Jun Ci was still confident, and ate the rest of the ointment without hesitation, poured water for himself, and poured it down.

Ying Wuchen had already walked in front of her, and his beautiful sword eyebrows were slowly raised: "You've been drinking."

"Two drinks." Jun Ci didn't care, although the wine was strong, she had already been drunk for a thousand drinks.

Mobei is cold, ambushing the enemy army, lying on the ground and waiting, the cold enters the bone marrow, only spirits can warm the body.

"It's Boling Fen Liquor." Ying Wuchen pointed out.

He was still three steps away from himself, and he was able to smell the wine by its smell. Junci was a little surprised: "Brother Ying is elegant, respectful, and proficient in wine..."

Ying Wuchen didn't tell her these things, but said in a deep voice, "I went to see Lin Silang."

He never questioned his wise words, and nodded: "Lin Silang made a deal with me, exchanging horses for fine steel."

"It's done." Ying Wuchen said pertinently.

Junci was even more surprised, she thought that Ying Wuchen would persuade her not to associate with Lin Silang.

It's not that Jun Ci thinks that Ying Wuchen will be jealous because of this, he doesn't mind being in the military camp all day, so it's impossible for him to feel embarrassed and make trouble because of the son she sees next to him.

Isn't he worried that she will be cheated?
As if reading her mind, Ying Wuchen's eyebrows stretched again: "How many people in this world dare to plot against the Jun family's sister?"

Jun Ci's thoughts are not shallower than theirs at all, not to mention her high martial arts skills, Lin Zhihuan is not a good stubble, Jun Ci is just a soft persimmon?It is best for Lin Zhihuan to cooperate with Jun Ci sincerely, otherwise...

When the day comes, it is definitely not Jun Ci who will suffer.

Junci lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Ying Wuchen sat down gracefully beside her, and the robes were laid out without any creases: "You came here to tell me this, not to see if I would stop you, but to let me know that Lin Shiro also led me to investigate the way of communication between the two dynasties.

You can reap the benefits of the fisherman. "

She was greedy for this way, and also for the benefits that Lin Zhihuan brought her, and she didn't want to turn against Lin Zhihuan easily.

No, it's time to use him again.

Surprisingly, he wasn't angry at all.

Junci, who was also exposed for his intentions, was not at all ashamed. Instead, he propped his chin with one hand: "Are you going to use me?"

After drinking several times of Fenjiu, although Junci was not drunk, a thin layer of crimson color appeared on his face, and his rosy lips also became more shiny, making him look delicate and charming.

"This is not the first time, nor will it be the last time." He smiled at her with a gentle and doting smile.

　The male and female protagonists are in the stage of mutual appreciation and mutual benefit, and love has not yet come.

　　During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Southern Dynasties already had the method of pouring steel.

　　There is a lottery activity for this article in Koukou Reading. I will provide some physical books and snack packs as prizes. Interested little ones can go and participate in it hahahaha.

　　
　
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