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Chapter 42

Perhaps no one in the world can know that Qi Xia's war was once again eliminated invisible.

The four old men were drunk.

The four young people left behind each helped one of them back to their room to rest - Qian Dasheng naturally would not do anything.

Only the Beidi people looked at the two Xiao Yun and the young man who walked out from behind the screen in surprise, and said, "Young Master Han, what do you mean by these two people?"

Xiao Han smiled and said, "Why didn't you pay attention just now? Everyone knows. They are here to listen."

Everyone knows it?

Why didn't he be notified and not noticed?

The people of Beidi were facing a great enemy.

"Haha! OK OK! Jeddah, Mr. Han is joking with you! Apart from the four old heroes who fought for half a lifetime on the battlefield, there are two people behind the screen."

Qian Dashen went over and took his arm intimately, pulled his gaze and attention away from the two young figures.

"Last month, you wrote me a letter saying that you would like to ask for 500 kilograms of pig iron? What do you want? Make a sword or make a pot? Just say that you want a finished product. If I really sold pig iron to the Haqi clan, I am afraid that it will not take three months. The Daxia court will have to celebrate, and finally find my missed child and have to confiscate my home!"

The Beidi people named Jeddah pondered for a moment and looked straight at him: "I want the pot and the arrow."

Qian Dasheng frowned: "The pot is easy to deal with. Are arrows...how many do you want?"

"Two thousand. At least one thousand." Jeddah stared at his face tightly.

Qian Dasheng rubbed his fat cheeks with distress and muttered, "If there were four hundred, I could get them now. But one thousand... it's too many. You have to give me three months to see from Nanyue and Xiqi."

Jeddah was immediately overjoyed: "Four hundred is four hundred! When will I give it to me? Tomorrow?!"

"Tomorrow?! Jeddah, are you crazy, ah?" Qian Dasheng slapped him in the hand that came over and snorted, "This is Dongningguan! The old rules, the old place."

"I have no money." Jeddah grinned happily.

"I know. I want ginseng. Oh, and, my little boy, when I return to deliver the goods, I will ask him to take him to Beidi to play. Please take care of me."

After a few words, Qian Dasheng finalized the business and entrusted his "son of the clan sister" out.

Jeddah nodded vigorously: "Your junior is naturally a distinguished guest of my Hatch tribe. Don't worry, I'll leave it all to me."

Qian Dasheng patted his chest with satisfaction: "Seven years of friendship! I trust you the most! That bastard is my lifeblood. Whoever touches his hair, please help me kill his whole family."

Is this true?

Xiao Han, who was sitting on the top of the head, raised his eyebrows high.

"Qian Dasheng, I remember hearing that you don't have a son?" Jeddah also laughed, "Is it the seed left outside, just found it?"

Qian Dasheng said "Ah Bah" and said in a rare voice: "Can you care?! I said that it was my baby, that was my baby. Where did you care about him? The people of Beidi do not have as many other people as you do! When did you learn to be like the people of the Central Plains, and they are circling around, mother-in-law and mother!"

Xiao Han lowered his eyes and looked at the wine cup and smiled slightly.

This was said to him.

Hanting’s rules are something that others don’t want to say, and others cannot inquire about it.

And the private affairs of each family are not allowed to be talked about in public.

Qian Dasheng talked and laughed with Jeddah and left his arms.

The room was empty.

Xiao Han poured himself and drank himself, waiting with his eyes down.

"Brother Han!" Xiao Yun was ordered to help Fairy He back. She was tired and sweaty. She stumbled into the house. She sat beside Xiao Han and reached out to catch the wine cup.

"There is tea here." Xiao Han looked at his hands seriously.

After changing the tea bowl in disappointment, Xiao Yun wailed: "This Fairy He is really hard to deal with! I drank too much, and I pulled me to ask whose son she was. I also said that she had a daughter so smart. Then I remembered that her daughter had been married for almost thirty years... Then I said that she had a granddaughter of fourteen this year and a granddaughter of eight years this year..."

Xiao Han smiled.

"Oh, Brother Han." Xiao Yun put down the tea bowl and looked at him seriously: "That person is not Mr. Zhong. I have met him."

Xiao Han said oh, and was about to ask questions, but Xiao Yun stopped him: "Also. I have heard that the fourth little lady has come and left again. Since your method doesn't work, I'll go find her by myself."

"Thirty-six, don't be willful." Xiao Han looked up.

"If I were really willful, I would have run away long ago. Brother Han, that is, you. If someone else was the one who changed me, I wouldn't talk to him like this."

Xiao Yun tilted her neck and snorted: "I'm still a little confused recently. It turns out that you have known about this big thing for a long time.

"But even so, the sudden change in the Yu family should make the fourth little lady know. What's more, her father is still doing business in Beidi. If the two countries really fight and Beidi really gets involved, then the Yu family's caravan, let alone making money and losing money, may be worried about their lives."

As he said that, he stood up and patted his sleeves, "Anyway, Brother Han, you can't stop me. No one can stop me in this matter."

Xiao Han held his ears in his hand and leaned back on the back of the lie behind him, looking at Xiao Yun's deep smile: "Thirty-six, why do I think you are a little bit different about the fourth little lady?"

"Brother Han, you and Dad have forgotten you long ago, right? The fourth little lady and Mr. Zhong saved my life."

Xiao Yun's face was covered with a layer of frost, "I will repay you with grudges, and I will never forget you if I have grudges."

Looking at Xiao Yun leaving, Xiao Han felt thoughtful.

"Young Master." Jiu Yong came out of nowhere, and his face was ashamed.

"It's okay, it's normal that you can't stop him."

Xiao Han smiled and waved his hand.

If Xiao Sanshiliu can really persuade Yu Zhan to return to Youzhou, this is of course a good thing...

Although he was sure that Qi Xia could not fight this battle, not only because most of the Western Qi military weapon depot had been burned down by him at this time, but also because of the abnormal movements in the capital.

"Go and follow Xiao Sanshiliu. If the fourth little lady is willing to listen, tell her what happened in the capital."

Jiufeng looked up at Xiao Han in surprise: "Young Master!"

"The Yu family's goal is the capital. Yu Sheng has always been working hard on military weapons in the capital. Although Yu Jian only does business in the northern region, the goods he exchanged are all the favorites of the nobles in the capital."

Xiao Han's fingers gently tapped on both ears.

So, does Yu Zhan know this?

If she knew this, what would her attitude be?

And Zhong Huan…

If the "baby" who saves money is not him, then where should he be now...

"I don't know that I am a guest in my dream, I'll be happy for a while..."

When he met the Beidi people at Dongning Pass, Yu Zhan remembered the poem that his senior brother had once read.

So, after returning to the simple thatched hut, she began to be stunned.

Back then, the master took her and her senior brother to Beidi.

The master would point to the wild flowers and weeds on the ground and tell her which ones can be used as medicine and which ones must not be used.

The senior brother would say a few words about the grudges and hatreds that have lasted for thousands of years.

Naturally, she knew these historical stories more clearly than her master and senior brother.

Because she is the eldest princess of Daxia.

The only one.

The Demon Star Princess who cares more about the country's destiny than the emperor.
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