Chapter 632 The Seed of Giant Poison (1)
Luo Feihong suddenly rode on Yang Chengzu again, galloping freely like a female knight. "Hurry... Say, how do you want to help me? If you don't say it, I will squeeze you clean and make you unable to do anything tonight."
"This... this... I can't say anything." Yang Chengzu said, and rode hard on her body.
"Then let's talk about it later. This matter... is not in a hurry!"
It was not until this round of confrontation ended in a draw that Yang Chengzu slowly said his plan, "I will provide you with some weapons and armor to ensure that you and the tribe that are close to you will get as much benefits as possible in the horse market. However, the amount of these aid will not be as large as you imagined. First, I can't afford so much, and second, your tribe's foundation is too small. If you make a move too quickly, I guarantee you will be hit by a joint attack between internal and external forces, and it will disappear soon. Furthermore, these aids are not free, I need you to pay or pay other costs..." He said while touching the other party's chest with his hands.
Luo Feihong knocked off his hand: "Don't think that if you can serve me well in this matter, you can ask me to give in. My tribe is too few, and it takes enough capital to eat other tribes. I want quick guns, I want iron armor! And money, no."
"You are dreaming during the day. Without enough funds, I will not provide you with anything. We are a trade between us. The premise of trade is equality. If I pay what you want, you also have to pay what I want. In addition to the payment for goods and the part of the joints, you also have to pay. I need to settle some related people and clear those joints. This includes my own share. Besides, the Mongolians are famous for their bows and horses, what's the use of having a quick gun?"
Luo Feihong's face darkened, and his right hand swung out like lightning. A cold and slender steel needle suddenly hit Yang Chengzu's throat. The thickness of the needle and the embroidery needle seemed to have a dangerous blue light coming back from the tip of the needle.
"Take you bastard! You should know the power of this thing. A man like Morigen came to his post all at once. Do you think you can pass me quickly? Or do you think I have already put my sleep in? My aunt sleeps with a man, but she will never be threatened by men! I want to have a quick gun, iron armor, gunpowder, and none of these things. If the business is not settled, I will hand you over to those people, and I will get these. I know you have a way in the northwest.
The relationship can be connected to the Qin Palace, and even the Scent of the Incense Sect is your father-in-law's property. What joints should be cleared? I don't have money! But I want everything. Zhao Quan is making quick guns for Bodi Khan and making armor. I must get more than Bodi Khan, otherwise one day, I will become his Hatun and my tribe will become his vassal. Do you want it? Let's fight, if you can kill me, you may be able to go out here, not necessarily."
Yang Chengzu felt that the danger brought by this poisonous needle was even more terrifying than Morigen, but he was not afraid on his face, but instead looked at Luo Feihong's peaks and legs. "Fight? I think the two of us just fought are already good. If you feel that they are not satisfied, we can continue to fight. If you work hard, forget it. We should keep our energy and do more meaningful things, such as stabbing people, and it should be me who stabs you, not you who stab me, at least not using this stab."
He gently grabbed Luo Feihong's hand and rubbed it gently, "Do you have a good news? But you still don't know enough about some things. Whether it is the Qin Palace or the Scent of Incense, I do have a relationship. But relationships are secondary and interests are the main ones. If you want to go long in your path, you have to benefit everyone, not all rely on favors. Your White Lotus Sect seems to be doing well in Mongolia. You may find them more useful than finding me."
Luo Feihong gently struggled away Yang Chengzu's hand, and with a swaying hand, the poisonous needle was gone, but God knows how many powerful killing weapons there are on this poisonous spider-like woman. "How good is the White Lotus Sect doing in Mongolia? What does it have to do with me?"
She stood up suddenly and quickly put the coat on her body, "I hate the White Lotus Sect, I hate each of them! From Leng Feishuang to Li Fuda, I hate it. If they ask me to be a cousin, I have to be a cousin! If I sleep with anyone, I have to sleep with. Even those sisters in the courtyard can pick a guest, but I can only follow the orders. I am unwilling to accept it! I have to have my own foundation and territory. I want to let the White Lotus Sect leader not give orders to me anymore. Zhao Quan helped Bodi, and I insist on establishing his own business! Don't mention the White Lotus Sect to me, just tell me how much you can do."
When Yang Chengzu saw that she had no idea of doing that, he also put on his armor and coat. "It depends on how many benefits you can provide. There are many people in the border army who have a relationship with Mongolia. If I want me to support you, you have to come up with enough benefits. Of course, if you don't have money now, I can give you some of them first, but I say it's free of charge, do you believe it yourself?"
"I believe it. Because I will leave your handle!" Luo Feihong smiled coldly, "Do you know how I took Zhang Sizong? I gave him medicine, and he became addicted to that medicine, and then he couldn't live without me. Of course, I won't give you that medicine, but I might give it to the lady of the Wuding Hou family. In short, if I want to hold you, there will always be my way, but what you said makes sense. If you want to maintain a stable relationship, the premise is that everyone has profits. How much do you want, let me tell you."
The two men and women who were still lingering just now suddenly returned to a long distance and started a tug-of-war over the transfer of interests between the two parties. The two sides had a great difference in price numbers, and there were even a few times that the two almost overturned the table. In the end, Yang Chengzu spread his hands out.
"Don't think you're at a disadvantage. All this is out of reach. After all, there are Bodi on the grassland now and there are Gunbirik. You are still far from becoming a female khan, but the Ming Dynasty's support is very close. More importantly, I want to tell you some methods, some methods that are enough to cause chaos in Mongolia and make the entire grassland kill continuously."
Luo Feihong's face was as deep as water at this time, with a calm and decisive face, which was completely different from the previous charming attitude. It was probably because she was smart enough that the unlucky knight regarded her as a good wife and made her seize power without knowing it.
"What are you talking about? Let the grassland kill continuously. I want to be the female sweat of the grassland. You turn the grassland into a killing field. Do you want me to take over a mess?"
Yang Chengzu nodded, "That's true, the grassland does not become a mess. How can you become a big sweat in the eyes of Mongolians? Don't forget that you are a Han Chinese, this is a hurdle that cannot be avoided. If you don't mix up the water first, how can you fish? So what if the grassland rots? A prosperous grassland, you are just a Hatun, a broken grassland, and you are a big sweat. Which of the two is what you want?"
Seeing Luo Feihong speechless, Yang Chengzu proudly dipped his finger in horse milk wine and wrote his plan on the short table. A huge poisonous seed is about to fall on the vast grassland, taking root and sprouting, and growing vigorously. Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
Chapter completed!