Zhao Rang frowned and concentrated, and after thinking for a moment, he said:

"It seems... you asked him if he had done anything unusual recently, and then he talked about the deal of beautiful women for war horses. And the fourth prince of Lan Mo Kingdom, Anzuo."

Yuan Mingkong nodded:

"right."

"Mr. Wang San had just started talking and was about to go into details, and then he suddenly got angry."

This node is very strange.

Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong analyzed that what Mr. Wang wanted to say later might have touched the interests of someone or a certain force.

If this is true, it proves that Mr. Wang San has been targeted for a long time.

Zhao Rang added:

"He said a horse dealer told him."

"So if we can find this horse dealer, we can know what Mr. Wang San wanted to say at that time."

Zhao Rang's eyes lit up and he felt that the direction immediately became clear.

But soon, he became discouraged again.

This is the royal capital of Lanmo Kingdom, and there is an endless stream of merchants and caravans coming and going. There are not a hundred horse dealers, but there are ninety-nine.

But they were unfamiliar with the place here, and now they were accused of poisoning Mr. Wang San for no reason. They were almost like rats on the street, and everyone wanted to beat them.

Under such circumstances, rashly going out to find a horse dealer whose name you don't even know is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Yuan Mingkong saw Zhao Rang's eyes darken and knew what he was hesitating about, so he said:

"There are many horse dealers here, but not all of them are friends of Mr. Wang San. I think there are only a few horse dealers who can be recognized as friends by him."

This makes sense and can narrow the scope a lot in one go.

But Zhao Rang still smiled bitterly and said:

"Then we can't just ask a horse dealer if he is a friend of Mr. Wang San, right?"

After hearing what Zhao Rang said, Yuan Mingkong had nothing to do.

However, to be a friend of Mr. Wang San, at least two conditions should be met.

Either this horse dealer has a big business and has a prominent position here, and can interact with Mr. Wang San on an equal footing. Or this person is extremely interesting and has a temper similar to Mr. Wang San, and the two have a very good relationship.

With these two points as the basis, it won't be too difficult to find.

"Since we are friends, what will he do if he hears that Mr. Wang San has been poisoned?"

Zhao Rang said:

"I will definitely be very anxious and want to help!"

Yuan Mingkong patted his thigh and said:

"Yes, that's exactly it!"

"So we..."

Yuan Mingkong's idea was so bold that even Zhao Rang was surprised.

If something happens to Mr. Wang San, his three adopted sons will definitely not make a big splash and make it known to the whole world.

Xiangtengju is a piece of fat. Having Mr. Wang San in charge is equivalent to having the Dinghai Shenzhen, which others dare not covet.

If anyone knows that he is in danger, there must be many people who are ready to take action.

The more friends a person has, the more enemies he will have.

Friends wish him well, and enemies wish him dead.

Yuan Mingkong's idea was that as long as he and others spread the news among the horse dealers that Mr. Wang was poisoned, the most excited among them were either friends or enemies of Mr. Wang, and the scope could be further narrowed.

“The method is good, but how to do it?”

At this point, Zhao Rang didn't think it was a good idea to wait for others to go out and show his face. He even had to ask where the horse market was to find out.

"We don't need to show up, of course we can find someone to do this for us!"

As soon as Yuan Mingkong finished speaking, Zhao Rang pointed to the door and said:

"Do you want that guy to deliver the message for us?"

The waiter at the inn is from the Western Regions, and no one will be suspicious when walking outside. Moreover, he speaks fluently and can communicate with each other without any obstacles. He is indeed the best candidate.

"Well, this is the safest thing to do."

Seeing that Zhao Rang agreed, Yuan Mingkong took out a piece of silver from his arms:

"Let's tell him that we are here to make a big deal, and we need to buy at least a hundred war horses! Let him put this news to the horse market, and there will definitely be many horse dealers flocking to it."

"One hundred war horses is not a small number. This can also filter out many unqualified horse dealers and save us time!"

The two hit it off immediately and immediately walked out of the house and came downstairs.

The waiters at the inn were fetching water and preparing to bring them to their rooms.

Yuan Mingkong stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and told him a lot in Western dialect.

At first the waiter was a little embarrassed, but after he saw the silver ingot, he immediately agreed with a pat on his chest, saying that most of the people staying in his inn were horse dealers, and the distance to the horse market was less than a cup of tea, so he

Very familiar!

Putting the money in his pocket, the clerk immediately went out and went to the horse market to help Zhao spread the news.

"Now we can go and have a good sleep!"

Yuan Mingkong stretched and said.

"Aren't you going to wait for his reply?"

Zhao Rang asked back.

Yuan Mingkong waved his hand and said:

"With one hundred war horses, any horse dealer who is capable of taking this business will have to prepare for a while. It's already dinner time!"

The further west you go, the later it gets dark.

The Western Region Business Alliance was established later than Yangguan Hei, and the royal capital of Lanmo Kingdom was established later than the Business Alliance.

Zhao Rang looked at the sky through the door.

It is obviously already afternoon, but the sun is still high.

The warmth of the sun aroused his drowsiness, and a sense of weakness all over his body suddenly emerged.

The two went upstairs, returned to their respective rooms, and fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was setting outside the window.

"Zhao Rang!"

Yuan Mingkong's voice came from outside the door.

Zhao Rang rubbed his eyes, got out of bed, and opened the door.

Seeing Yuan Kexin standing aside, he asked:

"Are you going too?"

Yuan Ke was pleased to see that Zhao Rang looked down upon him, and said angrily:

"After all, I have also opened a store in the Merchant Alliance. When it comes to business, you two combined can't beat me even half!"

Normally, Zhao Rang would definitely tease her a few more words. But now that he had just gotten up and his mind was still unclear, he cupped his hands at Yuan Kexin and said:

"Yes, yes, I know I was wrong! Boss, please go first!"

Yuan Kexin suppressed her laughter, snorted coldly from her nose, squeezed between Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong, and went downstairs first.

The two of them looked at her from behind and felt that she was quite elegant.

"She looks a bit like Ye Sanniang!"

Zhao Rang said in a low voice.

In the hall, horse traders crowded two tables.

The innkeeper stood aside with a proud look on his face. When he saw Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong coming downstairs, he immediately came up to greet him and said:

"These are all powerful horse traders in the city!"

Yuan Mingkong nodded with satisfaction, took out another silver ingot and rewarded it to the man, and said:

"Well done! You go ahead and do your work. I'm going to discuss business with the bosses!"

The waiter received the reward and stepped aside knowingly.

After the three of them sat down, the horse dealers gathered around them, all boasting about how good and strong their horses were! Some people even prepared special picture books, and even worse, they even took two horses.

, tied to the door, mainly saying that it is useless to talk, seeing is believing!
To be continued...