Because everyone present was screened out before Chen Ping painted a pie for Mu Cangba, so no one knew what Mu Cangba heard.
So when Zhao Jin entered the Xuanweishang Yamen, she only saw Chen Ping and a middle-aged man having a pleasant chat over tea.
"Brother Luo, what's going on?"
Zhao Jin approached Luo Li, who had just come in with Chen Ping, and asked. Unexpectedly, Luo Li also shook his head, saying that he didn't know.
Now Zhao Jin was confused. He had not been idle when he was stopped outside the Yamen. He took the opportunity to walk around the Mulu City. Although he had a cursory look at it, Zhao Jin had already taken a look at this building that belonged to Mulu City.
Lu Xuanwei took a rough look at the city.
It is said to be a chieftain's city. In terms of size, it is not much larger than the county towns under the Dayu Prefecture. However, Zhao Jin also discovered that Mulu City is not big, but there are many people coming in and out of the city.
After a little inquiry, I found out that this is because many natives do not live here. They just come to Mulu City every few days to conduct transactions, and treat this place as a fairground.
According to Zhao Jin's estimate, the number of people managed by Mulu Xuanwei Division must be hundreds of thousands. From this, it can be concluded that Mulu Xuanwei Division can pull out tens of thousands of local soldiers!
This is based on the fact that the natives are not good at farming, and the cost of raising a soldier is higher than that of Dayu, and for such a dangerous person, it is a pleasure to talk to Chen Ping at this moment.
"This boy can go to the capital to dominate the city, and at the bottom he can help the people among the people. He can win laurels among thousands of people with literary skills. He can be strong in martial arts..."
When Zhao Jin talked about martial arts, he thought about it for a long time but didn't expect Chen Ping to have any accomplishments in this area. He couldn't help but said worriedly: "Brother Luo, when you have time, you can teach him a few moves. You don't want to fight with others, as long as you can
Just save his life."
After hearing this, Luo Li thought it made sense and nodded silently.
On Chen Ping's side, he thought that Mu Cangba would take action immediately after discussing the matter, but who knew that this guy kept saying there was no rush, and wanted to stay and entertain him for a few days before leaving.
Chen Ping originally refused, but the other party was so kind that he couldn't refuse, but he didn't stay because he heard that Mu Cangba had an unmarried daughter of the same age as him.
"Is that your companion? It seems that both of you are warriors. I am hosting a banquet for Mr. Chen tonight, and I invite you to come too."
Mu Cangba was in a good mood now. After talking with Chen Ping for a long time, he let him go. Afterwards, he even sent invitations to Luo Li and Zhao Jin.
Luo Li and Zhao Jin were confused and didn't know what the chieftain wanted. They all looked at Chen Ping.
Chen Ping spread his hands helplessly, and the expression on his face couldn't be more obvious. This is someone else's territory. Since the host is so hospitable, we can only do as he pleases.
Originally, Mu Cangba wanted to let Chen Ping and the others rest in the Xuanwei Si Yamen, but after being declined by Chen Ping, he did not force it, so the three of them moved into the inn with more than a dozen experts from Jiulong Hall.
Although the dozen or so Han people in their group were very conspicuous in Mulu City, given that Chen Ping and others came from the Xuanwei Si Yamen, no one dared to embarrass them.
"Chen Ping, what's going on with the Xuan Comfort Envoy? What's going on if we stay here? Didn't the news say that Pi Xiu contacted more than just this one chieftain?"
Zhao Jin couldn't wait to ask as soon as he entered the room. Chen Ping lay down on the bed without saying a word. He had been driving for several days without saying anything. When he got off his horse, he was chased by Mu Cangba and asked questions. Now he
It’s exhaustion.
"It doesn't matter. Among the Lingzhou chieftains, Mulu Xuanwei is the biggest. As long as he is dealt with, the other little chieftains will not dare to mess around."
"You should rest quickly. The natives are good at martial arts. From the look in Mu Xuan's comforting eyes, I might find some native warriors to try their skills with you tonight."
After saying this, Chen Ping went straight to sleep. In the month after leaving the capital, he had to spend nearly half of his time on the road. The road to the Dayu Dynasty was not as good as that of later generations, and even the official road was terrible. p>
Before Zhao Jin could ask any more questions, he heard Chen Ping snoring slightly. He scratched his head and looked at each other with Luo Li, then went back to their rooms to rest.
When Chen Ping woke up, Luo Li and Zhao Jin had been waiting in his room for a long time.
"Are you awake? The people from the Xuanwei Department have arrived at the door. Judging from the expressions of the natives outside, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle tonight."
Zhao Jin's expression was a little sad. He had good skills, but there was still a big gap between him and the masters. The native people he saw in the city during the day all had dark skin and full of flesh, let alone
Possible native warriors?
Chen Ping stepped forward and patted Zhao Jin on the shoulder, comforting him with words of comfort: "Brother Zhao, don't panic. At worst, you'll just stay here as a son-in-law. It won't be a problem."
"Are you a little bit more respectful of your elders? If it weren't for me in the seventh year of Tianqi..."
Zhao Jin was furious at Chen Ping's actions and strode out of the door, shouting and chasing after him, but Chen Ping had already disappeared.
That night, outside Mulu Xuanwei Simulu City in Lingzhou, a bonfire filled the sky, and many natives gathered around. Among these natives, there were more than a dozen Han people who were incompatible with the surroundings and stood out.
......
In a secluded and secluded valley that is rarely visited by people, hundreds of people are crowded in this small valley to spend their days. From time to time, some people look at the tent in the middle and whisper.
Inside the tent is Pixiu who is waiting hard.
Pixiu now regrets coming to Lingzhou. Compared with Jianzhou and Qingzhou, Lingzhou is like an exile for him!
If the organizations in Qianzhou, Jianzhou, and Qingzhou were not exposed, why would he be squatting in the ravines and feeding mosquitoes now?
"Damn it, don't let me catch you!" Pixiu felt a burst of pain when he thought of the incident in Jianzhou and Qingzhou. The disastrous defeat of the organization in Jianzhou and Qingzhou was a stain on his life.
If he is allowed to catch the person who led the tragedy in Jianzhou and Qingzhou, Pixiu will never make it easy for him.
If, if...
Pixiu suddenly became angry, what the hell, why is it all what if!
He stood up abruptly, his bloodshot eyes widened. Why did things become so bad? Why did Lingzhou, which could have been solved quickly, delay it until now and seem to be running in a worse and worse direction?< /p>
"Damn it! These natives are really hateful! They took the money and did nothing. The agreed time will be the day after tomorrow, and there is no news yet!"
Although he didn't want to believe it, Pixiu still had to face the reality. He felt that he was most likely deceived by the natives.
"Without the natives, Lingzhou can still be messed up! No matter what method I use, I have to accomplish my goal, otherwise, the higher-ups will not let me go..."
Pixiu lowered his head, with dry and broken hair falling down, covering his face, leaving only a pair of scarlet eyes looming behind the hair.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! There is news from Chieftain Mulu!"
Suddenly, Pixiu raised his head in an instant, looking towards the direction of the sound with surprise on his face, and then rushed out quickly and grabbed the collar of the messenger.
"Quick! Tell me quickly, when will Mulu Chieftain promise to send troops?!"