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Chapter 687 Love peace and dont want war (Part 1)(2/2)

"Xiaocanghe and Zhong, Zhejia...I want to send someone..."

The appearance of his name in this conversation may mean that Ning Yi has finally begun to fall into the sight of these people in a relatively equal manner. Although the words are light and gentle, the impact that will be caused after this cannot be known at this time.

I guess. Not long after, a group of people left this barren mountain and returned to the city along the road.

Gold, Heaven will meet for four years.

Datong, Xijing, so called Yunzhong Mansion, was rapidly prospering after the Jin Dynasty attacked Wu Dynasty for the second time. It was Wanyan Zonghan's East Road Marshal's Mansion and the seat of the Privy Council. Not long ago, with Zong Wang's west

After the death of Liu Yanzong, the leader of the Privy Council, the core of the Jin Dynasty affairs, which were originally divided into the east and west routes, were quickly concentrated in Datong.

The large increase in slaves filled the vacant population and labor force during the war, and the concentration of nobles and merchants led to the prosperity of the city. Although this place is still an important military town, various businesses in the city have indeed prospered greatly.

In every brothel here, you can find aristocratic women from the Southern Wu Dynasty who have become prostitutes. In every shop, there are one or two slaves captured from the south. They wear nooses and have their cheeks stabbed.

, were forced to work. At the moment, it is the era when the Jurchens are truly invincible, and they have not lost their enterprising spirit. Stars and outstanding people are gathered in this city, but of course, the three religions and nine streams, the connections and transactions in the dark,

It never really stopped for a moment.

In a courtyard in the east of the city, two groups of people were meeting.

"In the past few months, people came in large numbers. It's easy to say, but recently the inspections have been stricter, and the prices are higher than before." The serious Jurchen official took the gold and silver from the other party's hand, frowned and counted them, while still talking,

"Besides, what you want is specifically for this industry. You can find it naturally next time, but... I'm afraid the price will increase again. Don't blame me for not explaining it clearly."

"Of course." The Jurchen man in fine clothes who paid the money smiled, "As long as Master Qi helps me make the fireworks business in Beijing my only one. Money is not an issue. Well, Master Qi, there is no problem with these deeds."

"Of course not. They are all official contracts, so you can see them in person."

"Master Qi said it's okay, so there's no need to read it." The man in rich clothes put Wenqi into his arms.

"I guarantee you'll be fine if you go back to Beijing from here, but don't wander around." The other party frowned, "Honestly, since I've collected the money, I don't care what you do. How do you use these piglets?

If you don't want to do something, you'll be beaten to death, and you'll have to pay the money to the government. But if you mess around on the road and get into trouble, don't get involved with me. If that guy Wu Yan hadn't introduced you, I would have

I won’t do this business with you.”

"I know, Lord Qi, don't worry. In business, once things happen, things get better the next time. It's fine this time, and I'll have something to do next time. Now is a good time, how could I not want any more piglets after I've already asked for them?"

"

"I see you are not such a person. Hey, is the fireworks business really so easy to do?"

"Shangjing is different from Xijing. A group of big-headed soldiers in Xijing know nothing but going to brothels and restaurants. People in Shangjing like to join in the fun and set off fireworks at night. There were several craftsmen from the Liao State there before, but the Khitan people

How can it be compared to the Wu Dynasty in this aspect? That’s where you can play. Look at it, I’m going to make a lot of money from this."

"It's your turn to make money."

The two sides talked, laughed, and then went to the back and took out a few Wu Dynasty "piglets": There were five Wu Dynasty craftsmen in total, and they all had tattoos on their faces. One of them didn't know who he offended.

At this time, their noses and faces were still bruised and swollen, one person's arm was broken at the elbow, and five people were standing there with chains strung together, in ragged clothes, with dull eyes, and skin and bones.

The man in rich clothes expressed his dissatisfaction with the man with a broken arm, but soon after, he still accepted the goods. He and his five subordinates escorted the five slaves out of the courtyard and towards the east gate of the city. A group of eleven people, and soon after

Encountered an interrogation.

In the afternoon, Wanyan Xiyin returned to the mansion and chatted for a while with Chen Wenjun, who was called his concubine but was actually his wife. Not long after, someone asked to see him, but he arranged to gather the gunpowder craftsman's trusted generals. Wanyan Xiyin

Without avoiding suspicion, he called people into the courtyard. After saluting Chen Wenjun, the general reported something to Wanyan Xiyin in a low voice: "There are a few strange things..."

After Wanyan Xiyin heard this, his eyes became solemn. After a moment, he waved his hand: "I know, let's look for it." The confidant general retreated. Wanyan Xiyin stood there and pondered for a moment. Chen Wenjun came over: "

Sir, what's the matter?"

"...It's okay." Wanyan Xiyin thought for a moment and shook his head with a smile, "The Clown... By the way, something big happened in the Wu Dynasty recently, and I haven't told you yet..."

The sunset was getting red, and in the yard planted with various flowers and trees, the world-famous general hugged his wife and talked softly. His wife occasionally laughed, and the two of them cuddled together into a silhouette of happiness in the sunset.

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At the end of July, Yanzhou City was a bustling scene.

Li Pin sat on the stone steps beside the small square, watching the cries and protests of a group of people not far away. Tie Tianying, disguised as a vendor, stood beside him and frowned: "This Ning Liheng was beaten.

What idea..."

At the end of June, the battle on Dong Zhiyuan shocked the world after spreading and fermenting for nearly a month. Li Pin originally left Xiaocanghe with a heartbroken heart. When he heard the news, his whole person also...

I was shocked beyond measure. Those who spoke in that tone in the Xiaocang River about subverting Confucianism certainly gave people the impression that they were crazy at first. However, when the Black Flag Army defeated more than 100,000 Xixia troops with 10,000 people, in such a

In a critical situation, he single-handedly regained the momentum of the northwest. No matter what this madman says or does, he cannot be ignored.

Li Pin didn't know how to defeat him, or even how to get it, but after thinking about it, he decided to come and have a look. After that, he met Tie Tianying by chance, and they came together.

After capturing Yanzhou, the Black Flag Army also seized a large amount of grain originally harvested by the Xixia Army. After that, they did strange things in Yanzhou City: they counted the household registrations of each household, and announced in these days that all names People who are registered in the household registration can get back the quota of food per person by writing the word "Huaxia".

Writing two words to receive food is something that has never happened in this part of the northwest. Some people are overjoyed. But similarly, many people who originally lived here were originally wealthy and were looking forward to the return of the officers and soldiers. , how can they be willing to restore their original fields, which are now only a fixed amount of food for one person? Subsequently, these large squire households elected people to try to contact and negotiate with the upper levels of the Black Flag Army. This process lasted for several days. And it's still going on.

In these days, outside Yanzhou City, the Zhejia Army recaptured Qingjian City, and the Zhongjia Army captured Yuanzhou. After Black Banner occupied Yanzhou, they stood still. After the defeat of Xixia King Li Qianshun, many troops began to return north. , Li Qianshun appeared not long after, and was already on his way back to his country. For the tribal Dangxiang clan, they experienced such a huge defeat, and the emperor disappeared for a few more days. At this time, he had no choice but to go back to stabilize the situation and fight against many leaders.

However, the Gyeongju City and some other small towns that were initially captured were still under the control of the Xixia Army. Although the troops left here at this time were already troops with weak combat effectiveness, the Zhejia family strived to be safe and cultivate the family. With no more strength, it is still not easy to conquer Gyeongju.

Everyone is also watching the actions of the Black Flag Army at this moment. If this army really attacks Qingzhou and shows its previous invincible combat power and those new firearms, it will be impossible to destroy these Xixia troops. It's difficult. And if there can be another war of this scale, it will be easier for the surrounding forces to see clearly the true strength of the Black Flag Army.

The Xixia envoy whose Han name was Lin Houxuan was waiting in the courtyard. Soon after, someone came over and invited him in, and he once again saw the original regicide in Xiaocang River.

The leader of the Black Flag Army, who looked quite young, was writing on the desk. Lin Houxuan glanced at it. The sentence vaguely read, "Brothers are here to survive all the twists and turns, and smile when we meet again." The rest of it has not been finished yet, and it is not clear whether it is for Who wrote the inscription? When Lin Houxuan bowed his hands in greeting, the other party raised his head, put down his brush, and then came over with a smile.

"Haha, Brother Lin, we meet again, no need to be polite, please take a seat."

"I've met Mr. Ning."

"I told you there's no need to be polite. Sit down and I'll make you tea."

Ning Yi refused to sit down, so Lin Houxuan remained standing. Soon after, Ning Yi simply made two cups of hot tea, sat down and waved, and the other party sat down next to him.

"I won't beat around the bush." ​​Ning Yi sat down and said, "In the past few months, some misunderstandings and unpleasant things have happened. Now both of us are having a hard time. Under such circumstances, Brother Lin I'm very happy to be able to come."

Lin Houxuan was silent for a moment: "The Chinese army is awesome, Lin admires it."

"But I have some immature views on these misunderstandings. Brother Lin, do you want to hear it?"

"……Appreciate further details."

"I think this is all your fault."

"..."

Hearing Ning Yi's words, Lin Houxuan frowned and blinked. Probably because he didn't know how to express his expression, Ning Yi put down the tea cup in his hand.

"It's like this. Our Huaxia Army has never wanted to fight, but only wants to do business. Before you came to Xiaocanghe, our people had been contacting outside and also contacted you Xixia people. As soon as you came here, let

We surrender, and I tell you that Chinese people will not vote to foreign countries. This is a principle. We will not vote to foreign countries, but we can cooperate. You are too overbearing. You insist on blocking us and contact the Jurchens. What do you think we can do? We beg.

What we want is peaceful coexistence. We never wanted to fight. In the end, it ended up like this..."

Ning Yi's words were calm, but after speaking, his eyes began to become serious and cold: "But fortunately, what we all pursue is peace, and everything can be discussed."

(To be continued.)

ps: Well, this chapter has 6,000 words! The title is great^_^
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