"Brother, what happened next? Did you happily marry Mei Yangyang?" Xiaoyu blinked her big eyes and asked, holding the corner of Li Xiao's clothes with her little hand.

People are story animals, and adults also like all kinds of wonderful stories. What's more, these children are far more curious than kittens. In order to avoid the embarrassment of not knowing Mongolian, Li Xiao could only resort to the magic weapon of Pleasant Goat.

It seems to be working well so far. Several little ones listened attentively, even the eleven-year-old Li Xiu. As for the question of why sheep can talk... Sheep can talk, and your brother can.

What's so strange about speaking a few words in Mongolian?

"It's time for Xiaoyu to go to bed. Can we tell the rest of the story tomorrow?" He rubbed Xiaoyu's head lovingly and put Xiaoyu to sleep.

Geritu was very rich and built a large courtyard in the inn. So Li Xiao, the new translator, had a large room. Five brothers and sisters lived there and had a delicious meal of mutton.

Li Xiao told stories to his brothers and sisters to cover up the fact that he could speak Mongolian in the past.

I talked to Geritu in the afternoon. He will stay in Liaoyang for about half a month. Mainly waiting for an interview with Yuan Yingtai, the Ming Dynasty's Liaodong manager!

As the headquarters of Mongolia, the bloodline of the Qiyan tribe is very noble. It is the direct bloodline of the Jin family of Erzhijin, and they were all relatives of the emperor during the Yuan Dynasty.

But helpless, this is the Ming Dynasty. The era when the Mongols were invincible has long passed. Just last year, Nurhaci defeated the Ming Dynasty's expeditionary force. Tens of thousands of Ming Dynasty soldiers were annihilated in Sarhu, and the descendants of Wanyan Aguda returned to the Ming Dynasty.

Ruled here.

Now the Ming Dynasty can only struggle to support the corrupt situation in Liaodong. Also being harassed by the Jurchens is Korke Mongolia. Geritu came here just to seek help from Yuan Yingtai to resist the increasing westward expansion of the Jurchens.

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Unfortunately, the distressed Phoenix is ​​no longer as good as a chicken now, and the strength of the Qiyan Department is far from what it was back then. Even though Gritutuo had been trying to establish a relationship for a long time, he could not see the Liaodong Economic Strategist.

"How can I meet Mr. Jinglue?" Geritu asked this question helplessly to Li Xiao. In fact, he had no one to discuss it with him. Li Mu was the only person in the whole courtyard who could understand Mongolian.

"This is easy to handle. If you want to see Mr. Jinglue causing trouble, that's it."

"Are you making trouble?" Geritu's eyes widened and he looked at Li Xiao in confusion.

"Wait for me to inquire, if you do it like this... like this... like this, I guess you will not only be able to meet the manager, but you will also get some benefits."

"Is this possible?" Geritu asked suspiciously.

"Go ahead, it will definitely work. You don't know, Mr. Jinglue is a scholar. What is the most important thing to a scholar? Face. Just do as I say!" Li Xiao was full of confidence, and Geritu thought about it.

a while.

"Hahaha! You are really right to hire this gossip, much better than the last one. That one only wanted benefits and wanted to be the manager of the caravan. If possible, I would like to hire you to be the manager of the caravan.

." Geritu laughed and said.

"Forget it, I still want to take my younger brothers and sisters to Guanli. Liaodong is very unstable, and my younger brothers and sisters are still young. I don't want them to die young. But by the way, no one in your Mongolian headquarters can speak Chinese? Why?

Even a native speaker, do you have to hire someone from Liaoyang?" This has always been something Li Xiao has been puzzled about. It stands to reason that Mongolians in this era have been doing business with Han people all year round. If there are a few Mongolians who can speak Chinese, they should not

That's right.

"Don't mention it! They are all dead! This time I brought two Mongolians to Liaoyang, but they were robbed by the Jurchens on the way. The two Mongolians and a dozen Nak'er were all killed in the battle, and I almost died too.

"As he spoke, Geritu took off his Mongolian leather hat, and there was a big hole on it. It looked like it had been shot by a bow and arrow. If it had been lower, Geritu's head would have been shot!

"My family members were also killed by the Jurchens!" Li Xiao sighed. If he were not too weak, he would really want to fight to the death with the Jurchens.

"You Mongolians are good at riding and shooting, and the Jurchens seem to be good at riding and shooting too. Why are you Mongolians so overwhelmed by the Jurchens that you can't hold your head up?" This question has always been in Li Xiao's mind. Logically speaking, everyone is good at riding and shooting.

It's the same tactics, and the equipment is almost the same. Not to mention that just a few hundred years ago, the Mongols tortured the Jurchens so hard that they couldn't find their way north.

"A single Mongolian warrior would never be afraid of the Jurchens. It's just a pity that the Jianzhou Jurchens, Haixi Jurchens, Heilongjiang Jurchens, and Donghai Jurchens have been integrated by Nurhachi into the Jurchen Eight Banners. After being organized, they

The combat power is more powerful.

On the other hand, in Mongolia, ever since Emperor Shun moved north, the various tribes of Mongolia have begun to engage in melee warfare, which lasted for more than two hundred years. Many heroes and heroes have died in the internal strife.

The large tribes turned into small tribes, and the whole of Mongolia was like a piece of scattered sand.

Although the Jurchens have fewer people, they are united. Every time they fight with the Mongols, they send more troops than us. Although we Mongolians have more people than the Jurchens, there are intrigues and constant internal strife. Today's Mongolia is no longer favored by the eternal god.

Ancestor." Geritu's face looked very ugly, probably because he recalled the glory of the Mongols in the era of Genghis Khan.

Early the next morning, Li Xiao told Li Xiu to keep an eye on his younger brothers and sisters and not let them run around. He took Li Hu and took the horse to the mule and horse market. He had to sell the horse today. The rest of the time he had to help Geritu.

I'm afraid I won't have time to go to the mule and horse market to sell the horse. Yesterday, Geritu said that this horse can be bought for sixty taels of silver, which is a huge sum of money for their brothers.

There were already a lot of people in the Luoma Market in the morning. Li Xiao and Li Hu ate steamed buns and porridge at yesterday's stall. When they saw Ao Canghai, they smiled and said hello.

"Little brother! Do you know Ao Dutou?" The clerk who reminded Li Xiao of the thief yesterday saw Ao Canghai leaving, so he came over and asked.

"Oh! We...! We are relatives!" Li Xiao immediately raised the banner to make a tiger skin.

Several people nearby were eavesdropping with their ears raised. When they heard Li Xiao say that he was a relative of Ao Dutou, they immediately looked at each other.

Where there is sunshine, there will be shadows. There have always been dark forces in this world. The few people next to them are the famous gangsters in the Luoma City. They usually commit petty thefts and sap the white wolves.

There is no shortage of such things to do.

What people like them are most afraid of are people like Ao Canghai. As long as Ao Canghai gets violent, they will no longer be able to hang out in the mule and horse market.

When Ao Canghai first arrived, they planned to give him a show of strength. But when they actually started to take action, they found out that Ao Dutou was once a Liaodong cavalryman. He was an elite who had been to Korea and fought against Japanese slaves. After a few or two blows, he was killed.

The guys who were causing trouble were beaten to the ground.

Originally, what a few people were interested in today were the two Li Mu brothers. With two children holding such good war horses, it was not difficult to find a way to get them over. Who would give them the upper hand for these two little brats?

But it’s different now. The person’s backer is Ao Dutou or a relative. Whoever plays this gangster will be unlucky!

Li Xiao didn't know that this sentence helped him avoid disaster.

After breakfast, Li Xiao took Li Hu into the mule and horse market. Although this is the largest market in Liaodong, there are not many such war horses in Li Xiao's hands. As soon as Li Xiao entered, he attracted the attention of almost everyone.

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They led the war horse to the stake in the corner, tied the horse, and the two brothers waited for the buyer to come.

"Huzi! You watch here, I'll go and find out how much this horse can be sold for. If anyone asks, you have to ask for sixty taels first." Li Xiao said to Li Hu.

The price given by Geritu was, after all, the price of Geritu. He was a Mongolian nobleman, so he naturally had a lot of money on hand. But when he came to this mule and horse market, he might not be sure. Li Xiao was a soldier, and he was right

These things of buying and selling were not of great interest to him. Today, he just wanted to sell the horse as soon as possible.

"I know, brother!" Li Hu nodded and sat on the ground next to the horse.

"Brother, how can I sell this horse?" As soon as Li Xiao left, an old man in black came over and looked at Li Xiao's horse. He looked at the mouth carefully, then looked at the hooves. He patted the horse's neck, and then stretched out his hand.

sleeve.

This is the rule for buying and selling horses. The gestures of the two people are completely hidden in the sleeves. The bargaining process is completely hidden in the sleeves. Even if the transaction is not concluded, others will not know how much the horse was bid. This is a kind of protection for both the buyer and the seller!

"My elder brother said, sixty taels." Li Hu didn't understand this rule, so he came up and quoted the price Li Xiao told him.

"Uh...!" The old man was happy. He met a silly boy today. To put it bluntly, he might be able to buy this horse cheaply. It's a good war horse, and he should be able to sell it for a good price if he resells it.

"Brother, this horse is expensive, you see...!" The old man immediately started formulating words. It's a good opportunity to make a fortune. I was lucky today. I picked up a bad horse early in the morning. I have to get it quickly, otherwise things will change later. This

In the mule and horse market, a falling brick could kill a bunch of mule and horse dealers.

"How dare you come here to sell horses here without our fifth master's nod?" The old man just started formulating words, and suddenly a voice rang out. Then a man with a waist tied in his hand walked out.

A stern big man, with two men behind him. The big man opened his arms, revealing his dark chest hair. His bumpy face was covered with streaks of flesh, and he didn't look like a good person at first glance.

"Fifth Master!" The old man was stunned for a moment, and then felt a little regretful. He was attracted by this man, so he couldn't take advantage of it today.

"Get out!" Master Wu roared angrily, and the old man got out immediately. Master Wu was a local snake in this area, and he couldn't afford to offend a horse dealer.

The fifth master walked up to Li Hu and looked at the horse without looking at Li Hu.

The master next to him yelled: "Boy, where are your adults? You dare to come here to sell horses even if your hair is not even long!"
Chapter completed!