At this moment, Leng Jianguo suddenly slowly opened his eyes. She saw the woman kissing her, and her heart tightened. The woman reacted and opened her eyes, and then pushed Leng Jianguo away with a loud sound, her pretty face
red.
Leng Jianguo stopped teasing the woman, but sighed softly and said: "There are only two of us in the box. You can kill me, right?"
The woman remained silent.
"I know you are in love with me..." Leng Jianguo said, "You shouldn't be emotional towards your enemy, I will hurt you."
"How could I possibly fall in love with you? Just now you, a slut and an overlord, forced yourself on me." The woman said harshly.
"Okay, no matter what, I'm sorry for you. It's better for us to keep our distance from now on!" Leng Jianguo sat back in his seat, picked up the tea and took a sip. Although the tea in the cup was still warm, he couldn't help but take a sip.
Chill.
In the box in North Point, a middle-aged man and his female companion hugged each other. The two of them were also crying, looking at each other silently. It seemed that they had a lot to say, but they could never say it...
In the hall under the box, all the listeners were moved. Some lowered their heads and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes, while others burst into tears. If someone hadn't stopped them in time, the scene would have gotten out of control.
When the music came to an end, a smile suddenly appeared on the faces of the listeners. Everyone looked at each other, as if their hearts had just been baptized - quiet and peaceful.
...
While the audience was still immersed in the sound of the piano, the piano girl in the center of the Lotus Performance Stage had disappeared.
The listeners didn't seem to notice, and everyone was still shaking their heads and thinking about the beauty of the pipa song just now.
Chunqiao returned to Yage, slowly put down the pipa in her hand, sighed softly, and murmured: "I wonder where the captain is now..."
...
At this time, Ma Xiaoquan was visiting a small tribe in the southeast of Hongzhou.
After disguising himself, he adopted the pseudonym "Zhang Hongtao" and his identity was a traveling businessman.
"Boss Zhang, the quality of this sheepskin is not that good this time..." The merchant of the tribe picked up a piece of sheepskin and said with a frown, "The sheepskin last time was pretty good, why is it so bad this time?"
So many?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly and said: "Don't mention it. On the way here, I accidentally burned a lot of high-quality sheepskins. I fought hard to save these. How about I give you a cheaper price for this batch of goods?"
"Okay, but it's almost winter. Our place is not as cold as the central part of Hongzhou. Although the temperature is not too cold, there is too much rain. Quilts made of sheepskin are not easy to get damp. We really need them."
"Sure, I'll take some time to go to the Qian clan to help you get a batch of goods." Ma Xiaoquan said, patting his chest.
The tribal business officer hummed, sighed, and said: "Boss Zhang, have you heard that the Shadow Clan in the north has wiped out two more tribes? Their actions are really fast."
"Yes, I heard about it." Ma Xiaoquan nodded, "Look at this, within two years, all of the northern part of Hongzhou will be annexed by the Shadow Clan."
"Yes, there are not many tribes in the north and there are relatively few people. However, if the Shadow Clan wants to annex the entire northern region, they must destroy the largest Yellow Clan in the north. This Yellow Clan is very powerful."
"Huang tribe..." Ma Xiaoquan narrowed his eyes. During the time he traveled to Hongzhou, he also got to know the Huang tribe. This tribe is the largest tribe in northern Hongzhou. After excluding the Tata tribe, Leng
Apart from the Mi Tribe and the Mi Tribe, the Huang Tribe is considered a large tribe in the second echelon. If the Shadow Tribe can take down the Huang Tribe, it can really control the entire northern area of Hongzhou.
"Hi, I'm just a businessman. It doesn't matter what my ethnicity is, as long as I can do business well~" Ma Xiaoquan smiled and patted the merchant's shoulder. With a shake of his hand, a golden bead fell on the merchant's hand.
superior.
The business official quickly accepted the gold beads with quick eyes and hands, smiled and hummed.
After bidding farewell to the merchant officials, Ma Xiaoquan came to the tribal post station to rest.
In addition to inns, the news in Hongzhou can also be obtained at tribal inns. Compared with gossiping in inns, the news at tribal inns is more reliable. Of course, it costs money to get such information.
There are more than a dozen vendors in the tribal post station. They are all dressed in different clothes and have different thoughts, but they all have the same purpose, which is to make money.
The tribal post sells news. If traders want to make money, they naturally have to pay for the news. As long as they have even a little reliable information, it will be of great help to the business of the merchants. At least, it can save the merchants some unnecessary troubles.
.
The sheepskin business that Ma Xiaoquan just ended was based on reliable information that he spent two gold beads to buy from the Qian tribe's tribal post. Although the quality of this batch of sheepskins was indeed not very good, it still made him a lot of money.
The bowl is full.
After finding a corner to sit down, the waiter at the inn came up with a pot of tea and poured Ma Xiaoquan a cup of tea without saying a word.
"Master Zhang, what news do you want today?" The waiter asked Ma Xiaoquan with a smile before leaving after pouring the tea.
Ma Xiaoquan threw a copper bead to the waiter: "First of all, give me some recent anecdotes from Hongzhou."
"Okay~" The waiter took the copper beads and left quickly, then ran over quickly, holding a booklet in his hand, and handed it to Ma Xiaoquan respectfully.
Ma Xiaoquan took the brochure and read it carefully.
Due to the time lag, the content of the brochure is actually news from a month ago, but for this era, it is already very fast.
"The top Qin girl from the Leng tribe? The burrito Xishi from the Mo tribe? The dyeing workshop from the Tata tribe... from the Mi tribe..." Ma Xiaoquan said to himself as he flipped through the pages.
When the waiter saw Ma Xiaoquan talking to himself, he couldn't help but add: "Master Zhang, don't tell me, there have been a lot of interesting stories recently. But having said that, the Shadow Clan in the north is preparing to go to war with the Huang Clan."
"Starting a war? Starting a war at this time? In the cold weather? Isn't it inappropriate?" Ma Xiaoquan said in surprise.
"Yes, everyone thinks so. Otherwise, the price of sheepskin and cowhide fur has been rising all the way recently, and there are no channels for purchasing. Mr. Zhang, are you interested in making a fortune?"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed: "Of course, you, Mr. Zhang, are a businessman. Wherever there is business, you will go. It's just that I've been nervous lately, so I can't do it."
The waiter chuckled: "Master Zhang, the guys across from you are planning to jointly build a batch of weapons. I just don't know if you are interested, Mr. Zhang?"
"Partners?" Ma Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows, "Where are those people from?"
The waiter did not hide anything: "Two are from the Mi tribe, one is from the Leng tribe, two are from the Tata tribe, two are from the Katie tribe, and one is from the Qian tribe..."
Ma Xiaoquan snorted, thinking that these people are all famous tribesmen in Hongzhou. They are engaged in weapons. Is it not just for business?
Seeing that Ma Xiaoquan didn't express his position, the waiter said anxiously: "Master Zhang, are you worried about fraud?"
Ma Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows and looked at the waiter, and chuckled: "Not really, I just feel a bit dangerous. Although the Shadow Clan has been in the limelight recently, the Yellow Clan is not good at fighting. They don't have eyes for this kind of war. I
After all, he is a person who is afraid of death. If the business is not completed and his life is lost, the gain outweighs the loss. Besides, they are all stronger than me, why are they pulling me?"
The waiter smiled again: "Master Zhang, it's because you are good at it."
Ma Xiaoquan snorted, raised his hand and knocked the waiter on the head: "Boy, you know how to inquire clearly."
The waiter chuckled: "Master Zhang has been to the Ding clan several times, so of course I know."
"Forget it, I, Zhang Hongtao, don't have much other abilities, but my skills are okay. Well, but based on my skills alone, those people may not think highly of me. Boy, tell me, they asked you to pull me?"
"Master Zhang, I can't hide anything from you. I'll give you a solid background. Those men are attracted by your skills, Master Zhang, and they also know that you are from the north, Zhang.
You should know the north better than they do."
"That's right. Well, that's true. Okay, you go and tell them that I agree to work together. If it works out, you have to give me 30%."
"Thirty percent?" The waiter was stunned.
"Why, if you don't want to, forget it~" Ma Xiaoquan pretended to be unhappy and turned away.
"Hey, hey, Mr. Zhang, I have something to say, I have something to say..." The waiter gently pulled the corner of Ma Xiaoquan's clothes, "Okay, 30%, I'll go talk to them."
Watching the waiter leave, Ma Xiaoquan thought to himself: This is probably not the first time this guy has been a broker. If he had said 40% to 50%, he would probably have agreed. I guess this guy told that group of people.
I definitely talked more and drew water from it.
After a while, the waiter came over with a smile and said to Ma Xiaoquan: "Master Zhang, those gentlemen invite you to come over for tea."
Ma Xiaoquan turned his head and glanced, smiling slightly.
...
Four months later... Huang clan, capital, in the meeting hall.
The leader, a blond man with blue eyes, was frowning at the terrain map in front of him. He was tall and strong, and the armband on his left arm was a green dragon. There were five people standing on his left and right sides. They were dressed exactly the same as him, but
The armbands on the left arm have different designs.
"Lord Leader, we have been at war with the Shadow Clan for two months, and both of us have been exhausted. What should we do next?"
"Hmm~~ What do you think, should we surrender, or should we fight to the death with them?"
The five people on the left said they would rather die than surrender, while the five people on the right said surrendering would not be a bad thing if the Yellow Clan could be saved. After all, the Shadow Clan had already said they would not kill anyone if they surrendered, and would give them generous treatment.
Although the leader of the Huang clan also wants to fight, even if he dies in the end, at least he has the backbone, but the Huang clan has developed to his generation and is already very close to the three major tribes of Hongzhou. If... even
If we give him another ten years, he will definitely have such achievements.