After a while, Baili Qinghong replied: "I am just an idle person, so I can only do some trivial things."

Tuoba Xingye frowned slightly, looked at the young man with a cold expression in front of him, and asked, "Did Mr. Baili regret it?"

Baili Qinghong was born in a famous family and was once married to Princess Xu by Emperor Tianqi. Although he was born into a scholarly family, he was a famous young general who was famous all over the world. Unlike the people of the Bac who once struggled to survive in the desert snowy fields, this is a person who has been thousands of times more proud than ordinary people since he was born. If such a person died directly in battle ten years ago, it would probably be enough to shine for future generations to make the literati and poets of later generations feel moved. However, Baili Qinghong chose to survive. Compared with his previous life, this ten years would definitely not be considered good.

Baili Qinghong said calmly: "The only difficulty in eternal life is death. Since you have made a decision, why regret it?"

Tuoba Xingye sighed lightly, feeling secretly regretful.

Chu Ling, not far away, pricked her ears and tried hard to hear the conversation behind her. Fortunately, Tuoba Xingye and Baili Qinghong's presence spoke much less, which made Chu Ling barely hear a few words. However, there was no useful content, so she had to lie back on the table boredly.

The atmosphere in the wing room on the other side was not relaxed either.

Jun Wuhuan sat by the window and looked at Tuoba Mingzhu sitting opposite him with a faint expression and said in a deep voice: "The things Ming Wang wants are what Lingxiao Trading Company has. But... how to make sure that the Ming Wang Mansion will not cause trouble to me?"

Tuoba Mingzhu frowned and said, "Young Master Changli doesn't believe in my father?"

Jun Wuhuan smiled and said, "I am a businessman, so... I don't believe anyone. In recent years, the people of the Clan have entered the Central Plains. Are there too few things to do? "Tuoba Mingzhu's face was a little ugly, but Jun Wuhuan picked up the tea and took a sip gracefully, "You Clan people don't know how to do business at all, but they insist on being strong. Now the Northern Jin Dynasty seems to occupy a large area, but in fact the annual tax revenue is less than 50% of the Apocalypse period, and... it is still decreasing year by year, right?"

Tuoba Mingzhu said nothing, and Jun Wuhuan said, "If this continues, the people in the north will not only become more and more difficult for the Northern Jin Dynasty to collect taxes, but also... Maybe there will be chaos in the public. I will say bluntly that with your management methods, the Northern Jin Dynasty will probably not be more than thirty years after entering the Central Plains."

"Random!" Tuoba Mingzhu's voice turned cold, and she suddenly stood up and her eyes shot at Jun Wuhuan like a knife.

The two guards standing behind him also drew their swords.

Jun Wuhuan sneered, flicked his fingers and breeze over the wind. The two guards felt a pain in their wrists, and the sword in their hands hit the ground. Wen Hu behind Jun Wuhuan also stared at Tuoba Mingzhu with an unkind look.

Tuoba Mingzhu had calmed down and sneered: "I heard that Mr. Changli is a top master, although he is weak in body. He is indeed well-known when he saw it today. However, there is a saying by Tianqiren that I don't know if Mr. Changli, who is a native of Western Qin, has heard of it?"

Jun Wuhuan turned his ears and said, "Wash your ears and listen carefully."

Tuoba Mingzhu said: "All the king's land under the world is the king's land."

Jun Wuhuan smiled gently, "It seems that Baili Qinghong has taught the county lord a lot over the years. Baili family has been famous for generations, but... the county lord is afraid that he will never be able to enter the Baili family's genealogy in his entire life."

Tuoba Mingzhu hummed softly, "Why should this county lord care about such a small matter? Young Master Changli, today you are not rude to me. I will not care about you, but... I advise you to be careful in your words and actions."

Jun Wuhuan sighed and said lightly: "Well, since that's the case, I will tell the truth. I have what the King Ming wants. However, what the King Ming wants... the eldest prince is also interested. Moreover, the eldest prince has sent someone to tell me a few days ago. Otherwise, the King Ming and the eldest prince each take half of it?"

Tuoba Mingzhu said: "Are you really afraid of offending my father?"

Jun Wuhuan said, "I am also afraid of offending the eldest prince, and the county lord doesn't have to make things difficult for Jun. Jun does business to make money, and everyone sells it to. But if my life is gone, what else do I have to do? If it really doesn't work, at worst I won't do business anymore. Wait a few years, and wait until the Ming and the eldest prince decide the winner before coming out?"

Tuoba Mingzhu was speechless for a while.

Jun Wuhuan is right, the people of Northern Jin are indeed not good at managing. However, they cannot believe in the Tianqi people, so the people of Western Qin are the ones who do a good job in the Northern Jin Dynasty. Jun Wuhuan's Lingxiao Trading Company is the leader. Originally, Lingxiao Trading Company was just an inconspicuous small business in Western Qin. It has been operating for several generations and has been unknown, but it has expanded rapidly in the hands of Jun Wuhuan. In just seven or eight years, it has become the number one business in the north. Now when it comes to Lingxiao Trading Company, many people were founded by Jun Wuhuan at that time. It was just because before Jun Wuhuan, Lingxiao Trading Company had no sense of existence at all. Moreover, Jun Wuhuan's connections were amazing, and both the Northern Jin Tianqi Xiqi and even the surrounding countries had connections. Many of the goods they could not get were easily brought back.

For example, this time, Jun Wuhuan's caravan brought back a batch of precious medicinal materials from the Western Regions. This happened to be the thing that the Northern Jin army lacked the most. The formal army was not bad, and the imperial court had fixed medicinal materials. However, if he secretly wanted to raise a private army, medicinal materials, food, and weapons were indispensable. These things could not be obtained through formal channels, and he could only rely on these merchants.

The Ming King was ambitious long before the Northern Jin Dynasty entered the Central Plains. He worked hard to secretly cultivated many forces over the years. However, these shameful forces were very troublesome to raise, and it would not be possible to not support them.

After a while, Tuoba Mingzhu sighed and said, "Since Mr. Changli has arrived in Xinzhou, I believe he has made a choice in his heart. To be honest, the eldest prince may not be able to give a price higher than the Ming Prince's Mansion. What's more, the chaotic goods in the north are now coming from Xiqin and I heard that they were almost robbed by the people of Cangyun City. Xinzhou is still a distance from Shangjing. If Mr. Changli is willing to deliver the goods here, he will not have to worry about Mr. Changli's future. What do you think?"

Jun Wuhuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is the county lord threatening Jun?"

"How could this be? Isn't this a two-way move?" Tuoba Mingzhu smiled.

Jun Wuhuan pondered for a moment, and then said, "It's OK, but half a month later, Jun will have another batch of goods coming to Beijing. The Ming Palace will not be stopped."

"For the eldest prince?" Tuoba Mingzhu frowned.

Jun Wuhuan laughed and said, "The Emperor Changsun is about to have his birthday. This time, I will give you some gifts to make up for it."

Tuoba Mingzhu nodded, "Okay."

"That's thank you." Jun Wuhuan nodded with satisfaction.

Tuoba Mingzhu asked, "When will the goods be delivered?"

Jun Wuhuan said: "Tomorrow at noon, the west courtyard of the city."

Tuoba Mingzhu nodded in agreement. Since she had finished her business, Tuoba Mingzhu got up and was about to leave. Getting along with Jun Wuhuan is not a pleasant thing. So Tuoba Mingzhu didn't want to stay too long.

Behind him, Jun Wuhuan's curious voice came, "County Lord, Baili Qinghong... Do you know that you are taking advantage of the opportunity to suppress bandits to steal things from the eldest prince?"

Tuoba Mingzhu paused, "This seems to have nothing to do with Young Master Changli."

Jun Wuhuan laughed and said, "What I said is that I have said a lot. I won't send you."

Tuoba Mingzhu snorted lightly and pushed the door away.

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