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Chapter seven hundred and forty seventh more assured

"Shopkeeper Qiao, you Xishan businessmen know how to assess the situation. You can rest assured that as long as my master succeeds in his great career, he will definitely not miss your gold, silver and jewelry!"

Qiao Chengyun, who was riding on the horse, nodded happily, with a shrewd light in his small eyes.

"Shopkeeper Jin said this politely. I have been doing business all my life to make money. Although it is dangerous to transport these things, you can earn money back in one trip that you could not earn ten times. After all, Shopkeeper Jin has such great hands and eyes that you can do this."

Get through the governor's offices in various places and let us pass late at night!"

Shopkeeper Jin Le glanced at Qiao Chengyun with a smile on his face: "I only believe in one sentence in life, money can make the world go round. Everyone doesn't like money. We are not killing people and setting fires, just transporting some supplies. We are officials.

It’s just normal to turn a blind eye!”

"Yes, after all, trading weapons in the mutual market in Northern Xinjiang is a normal thing. The imperial court is selling weapons, and our just transportation is nothing at all. But don't you Jin Kingdom like Dalong's weapons very much?

?Why did you buy weapons and transport them to a place like Jiangnan where there are few wars?"

Shopkeeper Jin's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he glanced at Qiao Chengyun: "Shopkeeper Qiao, you have forgotten the agreement between us!"

Qiao Chengyun narrowed his eyes and smiled cheerfully as if he didn't see Shopkeeper Jin's expression: "Yes, yes, we only talk about money and nothing else. I will never mention this matter in the future!"

Shopkeeper Jin glanced at the carriage behind him: "No wonder so many people like Dalong's Jiangnan. The scenery is pleasant, not to mention the weather is very warm. Although the land of Dajin is fertile, it is mostly a bitter cold land. Compared to the land of plenty,

There’s still a lot of difference!”

After listening to shopkeeper Jin's sigh, Qiao Chengyun showed a hint of embarrassment: "This sentence is quite good. Heavy snow has blocked roads in the north, and Jiangnan is just getting a little cold at night. To be honest, if it weren't for making money, a fool would be willing to go north.

Where are you? Isn’t it wonderful to spend time at home drinking wine and hugging my concubine? After finishing this business, I also plan to take a rest. After the new year and the beginning of spring, I will continue to go to northern Xinjiang. It is really too cold.

!”

"I am here to congratulate Shopkeeper Qiao on his prosperous business. I hope we can continue to cooperate in the coming year!"

"I'm sure. If there is such a profitable business in the future, Shopkeeper Jin, you should take more care of me. I will definitely not miss out on your benefits. It makes sense for everyone to make money together if you have money!"

Shopkeeper Jin glanced at Qiao Chengyun and shook his head with a strange smile: "Shopkeeper Qiao understands the principle of long-lasting water, which is rare!"

"You can't live without being smooth in this world. I must become Liu Zhian of Xishan and let everyone in the world know me, Qiao Chengyun. If a person doesn't live for fame and fortune, then his life in this world will be in vain!"

Shopkeeper Jin suddenly raised his hand: "Stop the car!"

The order was passed down one after another, and the caravan of more than a thousand people immediately stopped. Several people around the carriage looked at Shopkeeper Jin in confusion, not understanding what was happening.

A majestic voice came from inside the carriage: "Jinke, what's wrong?"

Shopkeeper Jin dismounted and walked to the carriage: "My lord, something is wrong!"

"Something's wrong? You've traveled thousands of miles from the north to the south of the Yangtze River. What's wrong?"

Shopkeeper Jin walked to the official road and listened quietly for a while, his face became even more stern: "My lord, the silence around here is a bit too much. When I just left the city, there were the sounds of nightingales and owls. Now everything around is silent, even the chirping of insects."

There is no sound!"

The curtain of the carriage opened and a man with a majestic face came out and jumped out of the carriage. He glanced around and frowned.

"There is something wrong, but we are about to arrive. Hurry up and wait until we reach the boundary of Guibei Mountain! How far is it from Guibei Mountain?"

"More than twenty miles!"

"Then hurry up and make sure nothing goes wrong with this batch of supplies."

"Surround it up!"

The sound of horse hooves resounded endlessly on the official road, and densely packed torches suddenly appeared in the dense forest around the official road, followed by the sound of killing.

"No, there's an ambush, run away!"

"If you want to escape, ask Grandpa for the knife in his hand!"

"My lord, be careful!"

Shopkeeper Jin pushed the majestic middle-aged man away, pulled out a machete from under his clothes, and drew it in the direction of murderous intent.

There was a clang and a clash of swords and gold. Shopkeeper Song Qingjin each took a few steps back before stopping.

More than a thousand caravans stood around the goods in a hurry, trembling all over.

"Hold your head and squat down!"

Han Peng led a thousand cavalry to quickly surround the caravan, and the official road that had only a glimmer of moonlight immediately became brighter.

"Hold your head and squat down. Anyone who resists will be killed!"

A thousand cavalrymen kept circling around the caravan. Shopkeeper Qiao's fat body was so frightened that he got under the carriage and leaned on the wheel, trembling all over.

The more than fifty people dressed as coachmen who were protecting the middle-aged man drew their weapons from under the cargo and stared at the army in readiness.

The middle-aged man looked at Song Qing who was fighting with Shopkeeper Jin in fear: "We are a caravan that has paid taxes and has customs clearance documents with us. Who are you who dare to stop us? You are not afraid of being blamed by Dalong's government."

You guys?"

Cheng Kai held a horizontal sword and led the infantry to surround him from the dense forest where all the leaves had fallen: "Hey, you know a lot!"

"stop!"

When Young Master Liu's voice came, Song Qing put away his sword and retreated. Shopkeeper Jin looked at Song Qing while sweeping towards Young Master Liu's voice.

Liu Mingzhi dismounted, fully armored, and walked about ten steps away from the middle-aged man and stopped: "Where are you from? Who is the leader of the caravan? What materials are the caravan transporting?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Liu Mingzhi: "General, we are a caravan from Xishan. The leader is Qiao Yuanwai Qiao Chengyun. We are transporting some fur goods, grain and a small amount of weapons traded from the northern Xinjiang mutual market to the nursing home at home.

Be equipped to guard against thieves! We are all serious businessmen who have paid taxes and been inspected by the government along the way! Please tell me, General!"

Liu Mingzhi looked sideways at the middle-aged man: "Aren't you a big dragon?"

The middle-aged man frowned, knowing that he could not deny it, and nodded lightly: "Exactly, Cao Min is a businessman from the Kingdom of Jin. This time he came to Dalong with Shopkeeper Qiao to sell tea and silk!"

"Where is Shopkeeper Qiao?"

"The grassroots are here!"

Qiao Chengyun's trembling voice came from under the carriage.

Liu Mingzhi took the guard's torch and squatted on the ground, looking at Qiao Chengyun's fat body under the carriage: "Shopkeeper Qiao?"

"Reporting to my lord, I am a commoner!"

"Come out and talk. What did you do when you got under the carriage?"

"The common people still thought they were robbers!"

"I see, if Shopkeeper Qiao is so afraid of bandits, why does he still have to travel at night? You know, the night in the south of the Yangtze River is not so safe!"

"The owner of the goods is in a hurry. If you are late, you will have to pay 20% less money. The common people have no choice but to do it. They are thinking about whether they can rush to the owner of the goods smoothly. They are relieved when they meet the officers and soldiers led by the adults!"

"Oh, you will feel more at ease soon!"


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