typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 722 give you a city

Tian Hailong has begun to doubt life.

What he is thinking about now is not Jiu Baiguan, but other things.

Merchant, what merchant?!

Letter, what letter?!

Prince, what prince?!

Prophet, the prophet of dog days, Ma Rujing!

The amount of information was too large, and Tian Hailong's brain was not full.

Fu San on the side squinted his eyes and showed a cold look on his face.

There is no one in Zhongzhou who can owe him money without paying back!

Seeing that Fu San was about to trick Tian Hailong again, Tao Shaozhang came up and said: "General Tian, ​​the merchants from Beijing have arrived outside the city. They were called by Lord Chu. I hope it will be convenient for them to enter the city."

"Merchant, two and a half million yuan..."

Tian Hailong, as if he had just come back to his senses, subconsciously shouted: "Two million and a half million yuan, who are these merchants? Could it be that they brought all the taxes from the country?"

This sentence directly exposed Tian Hailong's "vision".

"Damn it." Fu San cursed: "Forget it, I don't want Jiu Bai Guan. The money I cheated from you has insulted my identity."

Fu San was really not ready to ask for it, because he could see that even Tian Hailong, who has lived so long, may not have seen what a nine hundred silver note looks like. With this time, he might as well continue playing rock, paper, scissors with Tao Weiran.

The investment is small, the results are quick, and the returns are high.

Tian Hailong still didn't react, but Tao Weiran didn't explain at all. The former had no choice but to call an army to bring the merchants from outside the city.

After the soldiers left, Tian Hailong began to ask.

He felt that he might have discovered a gold mine. Chu Qing and his party were not as simple as he thought, but no one cared about him at all.

Fu San continued to play rock-paper-scissors with Tao Weiran, Changxian gnawed naan cakes and consulted Nangong Ping on swordsmanship, Xiao Yi was posting letters, and Wang Tongtong, who was idle, sat there taking off his shoes and picking his feet. As for Tao Shaozhang, in fact,

He was also idle, but he was hugging a horse, stroking the horse's head and whispering something. His eyes were gentle and watery, and he looked like a pervert. Tian Hailong didn't dare to go over, always feeling that this guy was a little abnormal.

Of course, there are two people who are more disgusted than Tao Shaozhang, the second brother of the Fu family.

Tian Hailong suspected that Tao Shaozhang was abnormal, but he was sure that the two Fu brothers were really abnormal.

The two of them sat there, staring at the sky, grinning, turning left and right, not moving for a quarter of an hour, like fools, who probably didn't even know how to run into the house even if it rained.

After looking around, Tian Hailong found the "target".

A thin, dark old man sitting on a stone bench and drowsing.

Tian Hailong walked over and gave a salute: "This man, my general Tian Hailong, is polite."

The cuttlefish turned his head, stared into the dead fish eyes, and said nothing.

"What do you call me bro?"

"Ink, cuttlefish."

Tian Hailong showed a flattering smile: "Are you also an official of Mr. Chu?"

"No."

"Master Chu's friend?"

"No."

"Then you are?"

"Ink, cuttlefish."

Tian Hailong sat in front of Cuiyu. Now he did not dare to look down on anyone. He asked tentatively: "General, I want to inquire about something from my brother, is that okay?"

Cuttlefish's face was expressionless: "You ask."

Tian Hailong's face straightened: "The merchant they just mentioned, two and a half million yuan, what does that mean?"

"Two million and a half million strings?" Cuiyu's expression changed drastically: "Who has 2.5 million strings!"

Tian Hailong: “…”

Cuiyu rubbed his hands: "Two million and a half million yuan is enough to buy several sea ships."

"Brother Mo, you don't know about the merchants, so I won't ask you about it. But why did His Highness King Langya come to the border?"

Cuttlefish has a question mark on his head: "What kind of king is Lang?"

"King Langya."

"What Ya King?"

"King Langya!"

Cuttlefish frowned: "What is King Langya?"

Tian Hailong was so angry that he felt that Cuttlefish was playing tricks on him.

However, Tian Hailong, whose three views had collapsed countless times, still suppressed his anger and continued to ask: "Brother Mo, do you know why Mr. Chu came to the border, but the emperor...the emperor finally wants to..."

After a pause, Tian Hailong was extremely nervous: "Emperor, are you finally going to improve the border dilemma?"

Cuttlefish was silent, seeming to be thinking about something.

Tian Hailong didn't press the question. He felt that Cuiyu was hesitating whether to tell him this "secret".

After being obsessed for a moment, Cuiyu looked suspicious: "Emperor Yongping, hasn't he passed away yet?"

"Yong..." Tian Hailong suddenly stood up: "Old guy, you are fucking trying to be your own boss!"

Emperor Yongping, his father, the Fourth Emperor, and his father, the Supreme Emperor, have indeed passed away.

Cuiyu only remembered that the last time he left Zhongzhou, the emperor at that time, Emperor Yongping, was over seventy.

Lao Mo was very innocent and looked at the furious Tian Hailong with great confusion.

"General, why did you say this? Why did this old man play tricks on you?"

"Okay, why don't you pretend to be crazy like me? I guess you are a civil servant. If you are capable, you will give your life."

"I am not an official."

"Then who are you."

"Ink, cuttlefish."

Tian Hailong's eyes twitched slightly, and for the nth time, he held back his anger: "Who are you, Mr. Chu?"

"Xunyang Road, official road, encountered."

Tian Hailong was confused.

Wang Tongtong, who was picking his feet while watching the fun, laughed loudly: "Yes, my elders picked this old man up on the street. What's the point of asking him?"

This time, Tian Hailong couldn't hold back his anger anymore. He swept his eyes angrily and cursed: "You idiots, don't bully others too much..."

Before he could say the word "even", Tian Hailong suddenly showed a smile, which was called a humble one, and suddenly ran to the stone table with a dog-legged look.

"Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao, I will help you."

Xiao Yi had already laid out the letters and started to show off the banknotes. They were all worth ten thousand yuan, dozens of them, and were placed together with the letters. There were some water stains on them.

Fu San turned around and shouted: "Watch the banknotes, this bitch has never seen the world, be careful if he steals the banknotes."

Let's just talk about making people anxious. Fu San is definitely an expert. Tian Hailong couldn't hold back and yelled: "Who do you think I am? I am a fifth-grade guerrilla general. How could I do such a despicable thing!"

"Then you pay back the money, nine hundred guan, quickly, Mr. Guerrilla General."

Tian Hailong looked at his toes again and remained silent. He dared not speak out if he was angry.

After all, Xiao Yi was soft-hearted and sighed: "General Tian, ​​there is a deputy commander in Qianqi Camp named Jiang Yuesheng. He is also disliked by the three Fu brothers. He eats and drinks all day long and does not remember to beat him. Anyway, you should be patient and patient.

It’s over, and you’ll be embarrassed every day.”

It has to be said that even an outsider like Xiao Yi could see that Ergou was embarrassing himself every day in Qianqi Camp.

Tian Hailong spoke, the door of the main hall was pushed open, and Chu Qing got up with a yawn.

Seeing Tian Hailong also there, Chu Qing smiled and waved: "Good morning, A Luo."

Turning his head, turning around, and giving a salute, all the movements were done in one go. Tian Hailong gave a military salute, which is called respect.

"Shuai Ma has an order. From now on, Wangyuan City will be under the temporary control of Mr. Chu as soon as it can handle government affairs."

Everyone looked sideways at Tian Hailong, suspecting that this guy was stupid.

Chu Qing pointed to himself: "Wangyuan City was handed over to me?"

"yes."

Tian Hailong's face was complicated. Originally, although Ma Rujing had this intention, he did not delegate all the powers. But now, Tian Hailong wanted to know why Chu Qing came to visit Yuancheng.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next