The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

"Uh!" Ah Wu, the spokesperson's cat paw, stroked Lan Xishu's hand over and over again. Lan Xishu thought this was the most humiliating time in his life, and felt bad about being raped by eating tofu.

Ah, Spokesperson Wu seems to be addicted to touching. His cataracted dead fish eyes turned over and over again at Lan Xishu: "Newcomer! If you want to make a fortune, you have to put your heart into it."

With such a slow sentence, Lan Xishu suddenly heard a Beijing accent from the sharp words of the spokesperson of Ah Wu. This person is at least in his sixties or even older, so he followed Emperor Yuanshun back then. There is a great possibility that Muer went north to Shangdu. Except for the glory days when the Mongols dominated the Central Plains, eunuchs filled the harem. After fleeing the Central Plains with Emperor Yuanshun, there are few latecomers since then!

Then, Lan Xishu quickly came to a conclusion that Liangzhen's trade control rights may be controlled by the line of Genghis Khan's golden family. At present, Tatar is the strongest, and the authentic inheritance of the golden blood is also in Tatar, that is to say.The smuggling trade under the Liangzhen Ah Wu rule was actually controlled by Tatar military figures in power, and it was not simply an act of private gangs making huge profits.

Lan Xishu followed his own train of thought to understand the reason why Jing Yunshui stayed in Liangzhen for a while, but he lost contact in January, and he didn't know how much Liangzhen's militarization insider Jing Yunshui controlled, but when he first arrived Liangzhen had this idea, and Lan Xishu thought it was a big gain.

Doing sneaky things in his own territory shows the complexity of Bei Yuan's military and political forces after he survived.

Finally, the spokesperson of Wu took his cat's paw away, and Lan Xishu also felt that his right hand was indescribably numb. It was already tired of being touched by eunuchs, and it was even more tired of being touched by foreign eunuchs.

The tung oil lamp jumped suddenly, ah, the spokesperson of the witch folded his two cat paws and pressed them gently on the stone platform. His posture was like an eunuch's authentic posing. Lan Xishu is no stranger to this posture, and Xu Sanyuan Xu Mothers are not old sometimes with this dead virtue.

"Okay! Accepted!" Ah, the spokesman for Wu rolled his dead fish eyes, and his cataract eyeballs met Lan Xishu's face accurately. Lan Xishu was sure that he couldn't see himself, but this old cat with extraordinary strength judgement.

"Check carefully! List! Send out the post!" Lan Xishu felt that the spokesperson for Wu was telling him, and the tone could be aimed at him, but Lan Xishu lowered his head and waited quietly. In a blink of an eye, he was shocked to find dozens of Tatar men in all Mongolian costumes coming out from the side door. Lan Xishu had carefully observed and found no one, which made Lan Xishu wake up a lot.

The mouse helped to unload the goods from the mules and horses with the help of the hard-core Sanye's guys. The Tatars checked one by one and one Tatar recorded it.

Not long after, a tartar came up to report, which was exactly the same as the report of the hardcore third master.

Ah, spokesperson Wu nodded, his dead fish eyes never left Lan Xishu's face, which made Lan Xishu very uncomfortable.

"Later, the hard-core third master will come to the grass market tomorrow morning to exchange the goods you want to exchange. However, horses are in short supply recently. Other than this, you can choose other things. This time! Ah Wu also made a profit, earning this It’s not easy to eat food, they’re all looking for money!” Ah Wu’s spokesman said unhurriedly, the hard-core third master was a little disappointed, and he was thinking of getting some Mongolian horses back this time, but it seems that the border between Tatar and Daming is tense Because of the exhaustion of the army and horses, Ah Wu made adjustments, and the hardcore third master bowed down, and he made another plan in his heart.

The Tartars moved all their goods to Ah Wu City, and there was no one outside, but this time Lan Xishu fully understood that Ah Wu City has a large capacity, and there must be countless eyes the size of every black arrow window. Stare out.

The big tung oil lamp in the sea bowl suddenly went out, the spokesperson for Wu was about to close, and the movement inside could not be heard, and the figure sitting in Chuochuo looked like a ghost. do stay.

Not far away, the Tatars who heard the news were waiting for the hardcore third master to finish his visit to the pier so that he could trade with the hardcore third master. There were about a dozen of them, tall and short, fat and thin, all dressed like bears. He waved to the hard-core third master, but they all stood across the street and watched from a distance, and no one came here.

In the darkness, only the torches and lanterns illuminated Wucheng. It was as dense as Yama's underworld. No one dared to touch this bad luck!

The daytime temperature in Liangzhen is not bad, but as soon as the sun sets, the temperature difference increases significantly, and the cold air is oppressive.

The hard-core third master just called the guys to stay away. The Wucheng station did not leave immediately. After a while, someone from the Wucheng dragged in, and without saying a word, he handed over two wooden signs the size of palms. Xishu and the hard-core third master took it with trepidation. They couldn’t really see the torches away from the two streets. Lan Xishu could tell by tentacle that it was a token of poor quality and rough workmanship. It was carved with the pattern of an eagle’s beak. know.

"It's useful for the transaction. With this in hand, what's the trouble? In principle, Wu's people will not make things difficult! Put it away carefully! You will have to return it before you leave!" Seeing Lan Xishu's disapproving expression, the hard-core third master was kind. remind.

Lan Xishu has never been able to figure out what Wu Momoshou means. Just as he was about to ask, the hard-core third master waved his hand and greeted the Tatar dealer.

Lan Xishu had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart and wait for the opportunity to ask for advice.

As soon as the hard-core third master set off and walked away from Wucheng a hundred steps away, those impatient Tatar dealers who had waited earlier hula surrounded him.

"Third Young Master! This ghostly place is very evil!" The mouse put the reins of the horse together, looked west from Lan Xishu, and the gold and silver nest that Xia Shiyu highlighted was not far to the west of Wucheng.

"With Ah Wu's protective post, it's a waste not to go shopping." Lan Xishu said with a smile, he will be vigilant about unknown things but will never be afraid, and he doesn't plan to be idle tonight.

When Lan Xishu and the hard-core third master parted ways and rode westward, he thought that someone would follow him. After a while, Lan Xishu felt that he was thinking too much. This place is really different from Guannei. This is Liangzhen, ah Wu's territory , the set in the pass will not work here.

Three healthy horses passed by, and at the door of the gold and silver nest, they kicked off their saddles and got off the horse. A sturdy Tartar carried a screaming woman on his shoulders and strode towards the gold and silver nest. Individuals followed in.

Jinyinwo is a wine shop, a row of flat-roofed stone houses with wide fronts, and the lanterns one by one are much brighter than other places. There is no welcome guy at the door, and the stone stakes for tying horses are full of horses. Stirrups and saddles clashed.

There are no rules, you can tie it wherever you want!

Lan Xishu got off the horse, and the mouse took the reins and twirled it around, trying to find a nearby hitching post to tie the horse.

The two large tung oil lamps at the entrance are very bright, and there is a smell of meat. The pots, bowls, ladles and spoons on both sides of the door are jingling, and six or seven short and fat tartars are busy with their work. They are boiled in the pot and baked in the oven. Yes, it's all meat. Seeing Lan Xishu's mouse come in, he just rolled his eyes, and no one took care of him at all.

Isn't it popular in Liangzhen buffet that you can do it yourself to have enough food and clothing!