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Chapter 153 All the way to the east

Brother Yelushan pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Song Wen and said: "It's so troublesome... Besides, I know the virtues of the people in the Song Dynasty. Based on your background, even if you take the path of a warrior, you won't be able to stand out.

Opportunity! And doing business... Even if you have great ability, you can't resist the look of those powerful people! Song Wen... are you willing to go back to Daliao with me and become the general manager of the South Campus King's Guarded Mansion? I will protect you on behalf of my father.

How about being born in a thousand households and having the official position of county magistrate?"

Song Wen was stunned for a moment.

Brother Yelushan continued: "My family can buy your Tiandichun brewing skills for five thousand taels of gold! In addition, I will also give you all the business of my Nanyuan Governor's Mansion, including restaurants, brothels and dozens of businesses.

Take care of it...I won't interfere at all! You, Song Wen, can take 20% of all the income..."

Brother Yelushan stared at Song Wen with burning eyes, and the two tough guards behind him also looked directly at him!

Song Wen knew that Brother Yelushan had definitely secretly investigated what he had done in Bianliang, Tokyo, and... these conditions were indeed the greatest sincerity he could give himself.

Song Wen cupped his hand and said, "Thank you, Lord Marquis, for your care... But, I am from Song Dynasty!"

"But they are merchants who were bullied by the nobles of the Song Dynasty... They are untouchables in their eyes! Wouldn't it be better to follow me and become a master? There are many Han people in Daliao, and there are even more officials and generals.

There are countless of them, why should you suffer the consequences again with those short-sighted thieves who want to drive you out of Bianliang at will?"

Brother Yelushan stood at the door of the felt tent and watched Song Wen and his entourage leave... A follower behind him said bitterly: "Master Hou, a mere businessman dares to offend you. Let me teach him a lesson."

Ichiban…”

Brother Yelushan shook his head: "Be more polite to him in the future... Don't mention these words again! This guy is actually a person who doesn't care about money... Such a person is suitable for being a friend!"

"Master Hou, he just chewed up the price of Tiandichun, looking like he is greedy for money...Does he not care about money?"

"Just look at the people around him. It's interesting... what does he want to do?"

After leaving the market, Song Wen took Daruchi and An Chun and rode eastward...

An Chun and several teenagers were very excited. Growing up in the Central Plains, they had never seen the sea. In fact, not even Daruchi had seen it. People of this era were still unfamiliar with the vast, mysterious and unpredictable sea.

Have a sense of awe.

For the first time, Song Wen was able to freely gallop far away in this time and space. The five fine horses were all just given to Song Wen by Brother Yelushan. According to Daruchi, these were already considered the best horses cultivated by the Khitan people.

War horse.

Song Wen wanted to see the sea. In his heart... it seemed that the land of the Central Plains, which was bustling with wars and wars, always gave him a vague feeling of insecurity. It seemed that he was leading a huge fleet to roam freely on the ocean to the unknown.

Continental exploration can give him a real feeling of living!

On the third day, Song Wen and others got up early and ran for dozens of miles. Song Wen cherished the good horse he had just obtained and stopped to rest outside a peach forest. Daruch took good care of the horse... An Chun handed it to Song

Holding a kettle, he asked: "Brother, should we go to Qingzhou City to visit?"

Song Wen shook his head: "I won't go, let's do it next time!"

An Chun said in surprise: "Next time? Brother, after passing Qingzhou and going east, the Bohai people often make troubles and disobey discipline. Those people hang out in the Liao Kingdom for a while, cause trouble, and then come to the Song Dynasty. Some of them are still occupying the sea.

The islands are being plundered everywhere... The northeastern part of Qingzhou is very uneven."

Daruch came over and sat opposite Song Wen, tearing into a big cake and saying: "Xiao Chunzi is right, those people who subjugated their country are all rebellious. The last marshal of the Liao army thought when he suppressed the rebellion.

Recruit them to the vicinity of Nanjing Road and kill them together... to avoid future troubles."

Song Wen was thinking... Bohai people, Bohai country! A small country that has always been caught in the cracks of big countries... It disappeared intermittently and I don't know how it disappeared later. It seems that after the Jin people went south to establish the country, there were still

Shao Bohai people fought in the Jin Kingdom's servant army.

I am afraid that it was the Mongolian cavalry and the Yuan Dynasty that swept across the Eurasian continent in the end that made the Bohai people completely withdraw from the stage of history, right? And now the real Mongols are still called the Mongols, and they are attached to the powerful grassland Kle tribe... further north

Nomadic people live on the north side of the Onan River.

The most powerful Huns and Turks all disappeared, replaced by nomadic tribes that quickly rose and disappeared one after another... The strong Han Dynasty in the prosperous Tang Dynasty once suppressed these barbarians with great fear, until the Central Plains was raging with war, and the Xianbei people

, later the five large Hu tribes of Xiongnu, Jie, Qiang, and Di turned the entire Central Plains into a hell on earth!

Wu Huan Hua...

The Khitans... Later, the Khitans took advantage of the decline of the Tang Dynasty to rise up again, Shi Jingtang! That bitch... Song Wen always thought that he was not a person with a narrow nationalist mentality, but this person who really stood in this time and space

Times, take a closer look at the history of this world in my current capacity. What the nomads have brought to this continent... there has never been any progress and tolerance, only the plundering and killing of red fruits, only the possessiveness and destructive desire that exudes strong animality!

If the people on this land can be given a long-term opportunity for peaceful development, what might this place look like?

"Mr. Lang, someone is coming!"

A soldier from the Qingshan Battalion standing guard in the distance quickly ran back, raised his hands and said to Song Wen.

An Chun frowned: "Who is it? Can you see clearly?"

"The team is looking at them. It looks like they are a group of refugees. They are being escorted by several people with weapons behind them."

Song Wen sighed: "To the north, there should be several military residences with sentry posts. They should be used to escort the troops there!"

Daruch continued: "It has only been two days since I left the forgery, and there are already thirty or forty prisoners who have encountered assassins... Why are there so many thieves and gangsters in the Song Dynasty?"

An Chun said unconvinced: "Are there not enough thieves in Liao?"

Daruch curled his lips and said: "It's only half a catty! Why can't such good land support so many people? No matter how bad the land is in your eyes, it is much more fertile than the land on the grassland."

Song Wen nodded: "We can't even grow shrubs. The soil on the grassland is very thin..."

"Hmm? Master, has he ever been to our prairie?"

Song Wen chuckled and said: "How many grasslands and how many deserts? If the white-haired wind blows in winter...how many livestock and old and weak people will die in the tribe? The average life span of herdsmen on the grasslands should not be forty years old, right?"

Daruch looked in surprise at his master, whom he had always looked down upon... "Master... you, have you really been to the prairie?"

Song Wen shook his head... "Let's go, let's go see... what the place where these prisoners of war are going to look like. I heard that there is a post road leading to Penglai."
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