Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 125 Brother, I was wrong——

After the convoy passed the Tonggu Mountain area, they could see the black line-like wall in the distance ahead.

The snow on the avenue had long since disappeared, and the gravel and dirt road stretched all the way.

"Second Master, let me be clear. If the item is found, the boss will at least take this amount," said Tong Yang, the leader and shopkeeper of Xinghe Trading Company, holding up two fingers. "Two thousand taels of gold as a reward for you and your brothers."

Zhang Yuan nodded calmly.

Two thousand taels of gold, which is twice as valuable as Zhang Yuan’s head.

"Second Master, please don't disbelieve me." As if sensing that Zhang Yuan didn't believe him, Shopkeeper Tong lowered his voice and moved closer, "Our boss's surname is Guo, and we are related by marriage to Earl Xiaoyuan to the east."

"If you really find the thing this time, as long as our boss asks, we will guarantee you—"

Before Shopkeeper Tong could finish his words, he saw Zhang Yuan taking out a jade token.

“Xiao, Xiao, Xiao…” Shopkeeper Tong felt his scalp tingling.

The jade token of Earl Xiaoyuan.

The Xiaoyuan family already knows that the things are lost!
The boss had been suppressing the situation and trying every possible way to recover it, but he didn't expect that the Xiaoyuan family had already known about it and had quietly arranged for someone to come.

It’s over.

After this incident, it would be difficult for the Guo family to take advantage of Marquis Xiaoyuan's power again.

Zhang Yuan looked at Shopkeeper Tong. Although his expression was still calm, this calmness made Shopkeeper Tong even more afraid to look up.

"Everything, including checkpoints and arrangements along the way, will be left to you."

"Once we leave Qin territory, our brothers' lives will be hanging by a thread."

"You are used to taking the Liangyuan trade route. If anything goes wrong on the way, Zhang's knife will not recognize you."

There was a hint of coldness in Zhang Yuan's voice.

"I understand, I understand." Shopkeeper Tong kept saying it, even though it was still chilly in spring, his back was soaked with sweat.

……

Manager Tong and his caravan do often take this route.

When they arrived at the city gate, Manager Tong took a small sign and a bag of silver to see the captain of the city gate. The border soldiers guarding the city gate checked the goods and when they saw that there were no prohibited items, they waved their hands and prepared to let them pass.

"Old Tong, your business is getting bigger and bigger, and you have a strong team and powerful horses. It seems that Mr. Guo has made a lot of money." The captain of the city guard who accompanied the shopkeeper Tong down the city gate said with a smile, while looking at the convoy slowly leaving the city.

"Don't worry, Captain. The boss always remembers your kindness and mentions it every time he sees you, sir." Shopkeeper Tong's words made the captain guarding the city smile a little more.

Although he is just a small captain of the northern border army and has nothing to do with the Earl of Xiaoyuan in the eastern border, what if this favor comes in handy?

"Master Guo is thoughtful..." The captain guarding the city lowered his voice slowly, looking at Zhang Yuan who was riding a warhorse with two swords on his waist, and put his hands on the hilts of the swords at his waist.

"Stop!"

He shouted loudly, took two steps down the stone steps, put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and blocked Zhang Yuan's way forward.

Behind Zhang Yuan, Xu Changzhi subconsciously placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

The other Luyang Prefecture guards also paused slightly.

With such a reaction, the soldiers guarding the city dared not let them go. They immediately raised their swords and spears. The soldiers on the top of the city held the horn, and a team of archers held their longbows in a full moon shape, pointing downwards.

"A horse over seven feet and a sword over nine pounds and three ounces are all prohibited military supplies and are not allowed to leave the city." The captain guarding the city stared at Zhang Yuan, his hand on the hilt of the sword, and walked slowly forward.

"Captain Zheng, Captain Zheng, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding—" Shopkeeper Tong called out from behind, but two soldiers turned around and pointed their spears at him.

Whether it is smuggling military supplies out of the country or other matters, it is a serious crime if there are prohibited items in the convoy.

Zhang Yuan watched the captain guarding the city approach.

After all, they are border troops guarding the city. Although they look loose, their defense is actually quite strict.

From the speed of assembling before the battle and the well-organized attack measures, it can be seen that there are means.

"Dismount." Five steps away, the captain guarding the city stared at Zhang Yuan, his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Zhang Yuan did not dismount, but reached for his waist.

The captain guarding the city tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.

Zhang Yuan did not draw the knife from his waist, but only lifted up his outer robe, revealing a black iron plate hanging under the left side of his belt.

The captain guarding the city was stunned at first.

Then he instantly straightened his back, loosened the handle of the knife, and clasped his fists.

"Your humble servant, Zheng Guze, has seen—"

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Yuan raised his hand and pressed lightly. Even though they were more than ten feet apart, his body froze and he couldn't speak!
What a means!
The captain guarding the city stared wide-eyed, and only took a step back when Zhang Yuan looked at him.

The soldiers defending the city retreated in response, leaving the city gate passage open.

Zhang Yuan and the people behind him rode out of the city, and Shopkeeper Tong followed behind, bowing repeatedly to the captain guarding the city while chasing the convoy.

"Boss, what's going on?" When the convoy left, the middle-aged man wearing fish-scale armor walked to the side of the captain guarding the city and spoke in a low voice.

They are all comrades who have been through life and death together. We see many of them in this border town. It is rare for one of our captains to behave as abnormally as he did today.

"Black Ice Platform, a sixth-rank military officer's token."

The captain guarding the city shook his head and looked in the direction the convoy left, with a serious look on his face.

"At least, late Xiantian realm."

"I wanted to speak just now, but he stopped me."

In the late stage of the Xiantian realm, true essence is released.

Black Ice Terrace.

At least a strong person in the late stage of the Innate Realm.

What is such a person doing in Liangyuan area?
"A few days ago, I heard from Buddhists in Liangyuan Territory that the Great Tianlong Temple issued a Buddhist order and surrounded the Small Tianlong Temple. Many forces in Liangyuan Territory went to the Small Tianlong Temple. I'm afraid this person is also here for this matter?" The general in fish-scale armor turned his head and said.

The captain guarding the city nodded, straightened his armor, and said, "I will go see the lieutenant general and report what happened here."

"We also need to report to the Black Ice Platform."

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The convoy left the city and traveled for dozens of miles before seeing people and houses.

Most of the houses are thatched.

The people's clothes were obviously not as bright as those of the people in Qin.

Looking closer, I saw that many of the people's complexions and figures were not as rosy and strong as those of the Qin people.

Seeing the convoy, many people's eyes were filled with murderous intent and greed, which was completely different from the so-called land of mercy in the legend.

Shopkeeper Tong asked two guards to break the pancakes into pieces as big as eggs and place them on the side of the road.

The people waited for the convoy to pass and then started looting.

"As for wealth, as far as I know, among the five kingdoms and three regions, only our Great Qin is the richest and most powerful in the world."

"Those Buddhist masters in Liangyuan Territory recite sutras of compassion, but they actually don't care about the lives of the people."

"When we came to Liangyuan Territory, we brought few goods, including food and clothing, because such goods cannot be sold in Liangyuan Territory, the people cannot afford them, and the Buddha has no use for them."

"The fragrance of Songyuan, the porcelain of Baitaoling, and the white tiles and bricks of Qingning Mountain."

"Second Master probably knows that these things, which are not considered good in Zhengyang County in Qin, can be exchanged for a lot of gold and silver if they are sent to Liangyuan Territory."

Shopkeeper Tong's story corroborated what Zhang Yuan had seen, giving him a more intuitive understanding of Liang Yuanyu.

Eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures are not the right path after all.

Zhang Yuan was glad that when he got the relic, he did not give up everything to come to Liangyuanyu to practice.

Two days later, the convoy stopped in front of a village with white tiles and red walls.

"Mr. Yao, the philanthropist of Yaojia Village, made his fortune thanks to our Dongming Caravan."

"Mr. Yao's sister is a Buddhist nun for the Buddhist master of Bailin Temple. With this relationship, the trade route is open."

Shopkeeper Tong smiled and looked at the big man in brocade robe with a bulging belly in front of him, who was smiling.

"Brother Tong, Amitabha, my dear brother, Lao Yao, I miss you so much..."

"Kill the pigs and sheep to entertain my brother—"

Shopkeeper Tong stretched out his hand to hold back the man in brocade robe who was hugging him. His expression gradually turned fierce and he grabbed the other person's collar with his hand.

"Yao Dabao, something is lost."

"You are the only one who knows the route of this caravan."

"I can't give an explanation. Today, Yaojiazhuang," thinking of the Jingguan at the foot of Tonggu Mountain, Tong the shopkeeper gritted his teeth slightly, "can be piled up like a Jingguan."

Mr. Yao's face trembled, his hands were opened, his legs trembled, and his knees softened.

"Brother, I was wrong—"

(End of this chapter)