Song Wen was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand: "I have learned from you, may I ask your name, sir..."
The middle-aged man smiled and said casually: "My official name is Xingzhou Tongpan, and my surname is Zhao..."
Song Wen and others bowed and saluted: "I have seen Zhao Tongpan."
The middle-aged man asked: "Are you businessmen from the mainland?"
Song Wen raised his head and replied: "The last general is from Taoshan County in the west of Beijing. He was promoted to the head of the rural army by the chief secretary because of his heroic efforts in organizing the bandits. Because the last general also has a farm and a lot of wasteland, he thought of coming here."
We will buy some oxen and horses from the farm and go back to help the tenant farmers in farming. The chief clerk also asked the general to see if we can help the county government buy some oxen and go back to help the farmers!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Tongpan immediately developed a good impression of the young man and nodded: "You can help the county government stabilize the place at a young age. It's good. No wonder he is passionate and brave!"
Song Wen cupped his hands and said, "I don't dare to praise you as an adult."
Zhao Tongpuan nodded: "I am also here to help Zhizhou come to the market to see if the cattle trafficked by the Liao people this year are suitable for use... There has been chaos in the rear of the Liao people in the past two years, and the control may be looser... If you
If you can't buy better cattle, you can come to me and don't let the tenant farmers work too hard."
Song Wen was greatly surprised by Lord Tongpan's approachability and replied respectfully: "Thank you for your concern, sir. I will know about it eventually!"
"Well, let's go!"
The horses and carriages were sparkling and they went straight to the Tiju Department in the forecourt. The Yizhou Tongpan actually came to the forecourt in person to purchase cattle. This was simply unbelievable in the official circles of the Song Dynasty! What is the tongpan? Is it a check and balance?
Meet the governor of a state and the supervisor of the military department... Although his rank is not high, his power is very important!
Song Wen had never heard of a general judge who was so diligent and caring for the people...
There were several followers riding strong donkeys and mules behind him. Song Wen raised his hands and asked a middle-aged man: "May I ask the name of Zhao Tong in front of you? I have never seen him before from Bianliang to here."
Such a good official who works diligently and loves the people..."
The man raised his nostrils very proudly and replied: "You are lucky to meet our master! Our master is the true bloodline of the Tian family and the remnant of the late emperor... I won't try to name it! You are lucky...
…Hehehehe!”
The two older butlers next to them scolded: "Hao Da, you are making a lot of noise again! Our husband doesn't like his family members showing off his blood... Be careful of my husband punishing you!"
Hao Da shrank his neck, urged the mule to follow the old housekeeper, and left with his head and head bowed. Song Wen was left there thoughtfully... The surname is Zhao, Tianhuang nobleman... his name is not trying! Okay.
Strange name...Zhao Bushi! Why does it sound so familiar? I had read some historical materials carefully about Jingkang's Shame in the Northern Song Dynasty, and there was also a novel called Pian Anhen, which didn't seem to have this Zhao Bushi... Zhao Bushi
try……
With a trace of doubt, Song Wen and others got on their horses and rushed to the area where Khitan merchants usually lived on the north side of the market.
Several slaves were busy packing goods outside. Two tough guards were guarding the outside of the fence, and another man was sitting alone on a saddle, looking around.
An Chun shouted: "Daruch... Lang Jun is here!"
Daruch was bored and depressed. It turned out that the guards who were surrounding him and flattering him now all dared to ridicule him, so on and so forth... His face was still vivid in his mind when he followed him!
The two guards cursed in Khitan, and one of them pulled out his sword and gestured at Song Wen and others...
An Chun, who had learned a little bit of Khitan from Daruch, frowned and cursed: "Khitan dog, how dare you insult Lang Jun!"
Daruchi's face turned red, and he was about to step forward to persuade him... but Song Wen's face turned cold and he winked at An Chun next to him!
With a cry, An Chun's hand-guarded saber, the most sophisticated made by Qingshan Village, suddenly came out of his body and struck down the scimitar in the hand of the gesticulating Khitan guard...
The Khitan people didn't seem to expect that these Song people, who might be merchants, dared to attack them without saying a word. They only had time to raise their scimitars to resist An Chun who was sitting on a horse and chopping...
With a crisp sound, the half-cut scimitar flew out diagonally. The Khitan guard staggered back a few steps and looked at the half-cut scimitar in his hand in surprise...
Another guard next to him subconsciously drew his knife out of his body and pushed towards An Chun and Song Wen. Song Wen didn't move at all and just glanced at Daruch who was in a daze next to him.
Daruch seemed to be irritated, and with a low roar, he pounced and grabbed the Khitan man's belt with one step!
"My master is the guest of the young Marquis, you bitches! Die..."
Exhaling like thunder, Daruch actually lifted the Khitan guard high into the air and threw him into the Khitan camp!
With a bang, the scimitar in the man's hand was thrown away a foot away, and his whole body felt like it was falling apart, and he wailed loudly in pain.
A dozen or so Khitan men rushed out of the camp with cold faces, holding scimitars and bows and arrows, and rushed directly towards Song Wen and the five people...
An Chun roared, held up the round shield with his left hand, and lowered the saber in his right hand to protect Song Wen. The other two Qingshan Camp soldiers immediately held swords and shields to guard both sides of Song Wen. Daruch pulled out a scimitar and
He kicked the stunned guard to the ground and yelled: "You dogs, do you still have any warrior etiquette?"
Brother Yelushan lifted up the felt curtain and walked out. He looked at Daruch, who was loyal to Song Wen, with a look of regret, and shouted: "What do you want to do? Lord Song is my guest, so please get out."
A group of guards caressed their chests and bowed before slowly retreating. Brother Yelushan looked at Song Wen and the tall young soldiers beside Song Wen with slight surprise... "Long time no see, Dongzhu Song!"
Song Wen got off his horse and walked over, cupping his hands and saying, "Song Wen has met the young Marquis!"
Brother Yelushan looked at Song Wen with a smile: "I haven't seen you for more than a year. I have been officially canonized as Marquis of Bohai by His Majesty the Emperor of Liao Dynasty. That small character can be omitted."
"Oh? Congratulations, Lord Marquis!"
The two of them entered the tent, and a maid served tea and snacks. Brother Yelushan looked at An Chun behind Song Wen and asked, "Nice guard, nice knife!"
Song Wen replied: "They are all young men who grew up with me, they are like brothers! Lord Marquis, is the strong wine you brought back last time still suitable for the taste of the Khitan warriors?"
Brother Yelushan smiled and said: "You are straight to the point, so I won't beat around the bush... How much of this kind of wine can you provide in a year?"
Song Wen pondered for a moment and replied: "I haven't opened up the northwest road yet, but I can fully satisfy the Marquis... Five thousand to seven thousand altars a year is no problem!"
Brother Yelushan frowned... "It's missing..."
"The scale of my own village is limited, but next year maybe I can occupy a larger site. In the next year, I should be able to supply about 10,000 jars to the Marquis!" This chapter has been completed!