Fu Jingtao made subtle insinuations and quickly learned the general situation of Xinglongkui Company.

The boss of Xinglongkui was Fan Yundou, who is said to have been born in Taiyuan. He traveled to the northwest and had a wide network of people. He would come to Tengzhou every six months to order large quantities of arrowheads. Because of his fair pricing and quick payment, he was very popular among iron shops.

Fu Jingtao was secretly stunned. It turned out that he had underestimated Xinglongkui. The number of arrows he purchased was actually tens of thousands! Anyone who consumed armor-piercing arrows in such a large quantity could tell on his knees that he was not an ordinary force. He must have at least an army of more than 10,000 people.

's army.

He smiled and said: "Since Xinglongkui purchased a huge amount, why don't your iron shops join forces and raise the price of arrowheads year by year?"

The young blacksmith said: "Boss Fan has a close relationship with Qiao Zhizhou, Master Lu and other important people, how can he offend him easily? Moreover, the president of the iron guild is the second son of the Qiao family. Without his words, no one in the city would be able to offend him easily."

Who in the ironware shop outside dares to raise prices without permission?"

Fu Jingtao sneered in his heart. Xinglongkui bribed Zhizhou and had the protection of Lu Shiba. In Tengzhou, no one dared to offend him. Nunu said: "Since the arrow has been cast, why not polish it?"

The young blacksmith scratched his head and said: "Boss Fan said that the goods are transported over a long distance, and the polished arrowheads are prone to wear and rust, so we don't have to worry about it."

The journey is far away? Fu Jingtao's doubts deepened. To the northwest of Tengzhou are Tubo, Uighur, and Dangxiang, to the northeast is the Liao Kingdom and the Khitan Kingdom, and to the southwest is the Shu Kingdom. So who is Fan Yundou selling the armor-piercing arrows to? When he thinks of it,

These murderous weapons may fall into the hands of foreigners and be used to massacre Han soldiers and civilians, and the uncontrollable fire of anger is rising.

There is nothing wrong with businessmen pursuing profit. But it is unforgivable if they forget their position for the sake of "money" and help Zhou to torture and kill his compatriots.

What is even more hateful is that Qiao Zhizhou, Lu Shiba and others knew that Fan Yundou had ulterior motives and that the things he purchased were not conducive to the safety of the Song Dynasty, but they still cooperated and covered them up without conscience. This kind of profit-seeking behavior to strengthen the foreign army is nothing like collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country.

different?

Fu Jingtao's soul comes from later generations. He has a deeper and stronger concept of "country" and "China". He subconsciously regards the Song Dynasty as the orthodoxy of China and hopes that the Song Dynasty can unify the nine states, regain Yanyun, and restore the prosperity of the Han and Tang Dynasties.

Shang Rongguang. Therefore, he supported the alliance between Xuanyuanmen and the Song Dynasty, and hated Xinglongkui's actions very much.

Just think about it, the sharp arrows made by the Song Dynasty finally took the lives of the soldiers of the Song Dynasty. How sad this is! How can we tolerate what Xinglongkui did?

Suddenly, I heard the sound of wheels, and a group of carriages approached along the long street and stopped in front of Chen Dachui's blacksmith shop. A curly-haired man jumped out of the lead carriage, with a rough face and a short knife at his waist. He rushed straight into the blacksmith shop and said carelessly:

"Old man Chen, have the goods ordered by Boss Fan been ready?"

Blacksmith Chen hurriedly left Qiao Hui behind, stepped forward and said with a smile, "Who dares to slack off on Boss Fan's goods? Butler Qiao, please take a look at it. There are only a lot more than three thousand arrows. Please check it out."

The curly-haired man briefly glanced at the two large baskets of arrowheads in the corner, took out a small bag of silver and threw it into Blacksmith Chen's arms: "I'm very busy, how can I have time to test it with you? Be quick and carry it.

Get to the car."

"Okay!" Tiejiang Chen hurriedly greeted his son to start moving the goods.

Fu Jingtao took advantage of everyone's busyness, picked up a kitchen knife and stuffed it into his arms, and said to Qiao Hui: "Lao Wu, you are busy with your business, I will go to the city for a walk by myself."

Qiao Hui reminded: "The storm is coming, so you should show your face as little as possible."

Fu Jingtao grabbed the charcoal stone and rubbed it. His hands were dark and covered with charcoal powder. He then wiped his cheeks, forehead and neck casually, and said with a smile: "This way, no one will recognize me."

Qiao Hui looked at his unrecognizable brother and lowered his voice: "To be honest, are you planning to steal incense and jade and become a flower picker?"

"roll!"

While the two were talking, the two baskets of arrows had been loaded onto the carriage and stabilized. The curly-haired man waved his hand, jumped on his seat, and directed the convoy to continue moving forward.

The convoy stopped and stopped along the way, and successively collected goods from four iron shops. Each vehicle was fully loaded, and the axles creaked as it drove.

The night is getting darker and there are fewer people on the streets.

The motorcade passed through streets and alleys, zigzagging northward, and finally drove into a large mansion.

"Bang!" The door closed and the carriage disappeared. Fu Jingtao, who was following behind, took a deep breath and flew closer like a plume of smoke. However, he heard shouts and chaotic footsteps coming from behind the wall. He was probably busy.

He was unloading the goods. He walked more than twenty steps along the outside of the wall. He looked up and saw a big tree growing diagonally inside the wall. It had thick branches and a dense crown. He immediately jumped up to the top of the tree.

Looking around, I saw many tiled roofs and continuous lights. From time to time, there were servants and maids walking back and forth, especially in the direction of the front hall, which was the most lively. It was probably that the master was entertaining guests, and the faint sound of bamboo pipa could be heard in his ears.

Dark clouds drifted in, blocking the cold moonlight, and the surrounding night became darker and darker.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people and setting fires.

Fu Jingtao smiled coldly, crossed the wall as lightly as a civet cat, and slid down the tree trunk to the ground. Perhaps due to the long period of peace, the defense in the mansion was quite lax. He passed through the backyard, garden, pool, and corridor without any risk.

, covered by the shadows of flowers and trees, he ducked under the window sill on one side of the hall, dipped his finger in saliva, gently poked the window paper, and peered in.

The candles in the hall were burning brightly, as bright as day, with carved beams and painted columns and luxurious decorations. The floor was covered with colorful blankets, and the walls were hung with calligraphy and paintings by famous figures from the Eastern Jin Dynasty. In the center of the hall was a huge round table, with more than twenty people in clothes sitting around it.

Bright-looking men and women, the table is full of delicacies, wine and fruits, and even two golden roasted suckling pigs.

Near the hall door, there is a group of female singers playing music and singing to entertain the host.

The guests and hosts were all drunk, hugging the beautiful girl beside them and letting loose. I don't know who suddenly shouted: "Boss Fan, I heard that the beauties from the Western Regions are passionate and unrestrained, can sing and dance, and are like rouge horses that are difficult to tame. Next time you will

When you come to Tengzhou, can you bring a few of you with you? Let us broaden our horizons and taste the exotic customs."

"Exactly! We are tired of playing with local products." "Haha, the Hu women from the Western Regions are tall and have white skin. They must have a different kind of fun."

A middle-aged man in the seat laughed and said: "It's just a trivial matter, what's the big deal? Young masters, please rest assured, I promise to bring the pure-blooded Hu girl to Tengzhou for you to taste it slowly."

"Okay!" "Thank you, Boss Fan!" "Come on, give me a drink to Boss Fan!"

All the princes were so happy that they patted the table and raised their glasses to invite him to drink.

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Fan will still rely on you for his future business. We are all mutually beneficial. Don't be polite."

Fu Jingtao looked at him coldly. He was tall, with a red face, a broad mouth and an eagle nose. He looked quite majestic and heroic. He must be Fan Yundou, the boss of Xinglongkui. Sitting in the main seat was a drunken white fat man.

The man, most likely Second Young Master Qiao, really didn't know how much benefit he had received, but he actually opened his own warehouse to store contraband for Fan Yundou.

The two of them worked together in collusion, and they were really in the same boat.
Chapter completed!