Bei Mingyou immediately put her little head close to her, and the two started chattering quietly.
The moon is hollow in the sky, and the Banyue Pavilion of Zhenbei Palace is brightly lit.
In the following days, Ziyu and Bei Mingyou disappeared all day long, and they were mysteriously visiting their iron mines and arsenal.
Beiming Changfengze and Hanyang Fangyi planned the affairs of the Rakshasa Kingdom.
Time flew by and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Earl Merle, who was escorting the matchlock gun, hurriedly and slowly delivered the goods to the door, and then hurriedly and slowly transported a boatload of special healing medicine from Ziyu.
A bottle of one tael of gold did not sell for such a sky-high price, but a bottle of one tael of silver sold for a real price.
Beiming Changfeng spent 100,000 taels of gold on the matchlock gun and ammunition, and Ziyu sold a large shipload of special-grade holy medicine and earned 120,000 taels of gold.
No more, no less, earn twenty thousand taels of gold.
Then, a month later, Ziyu saw a stack of battle reports from Beiming Changfeng's study.
Battle report between Rakshasa Kingdom and Fusang.
reason.
It is said that half a month ago, a group of Fuso people hijacked the Persian merchant Earl Mer and his party in front of the city of Jacques in the Rakshasa Kingdom, and stole the arms purchased by the Lord of the Rakshasa Kingdom.
Then, before the leader of the Rakshasa Kingdom got the news, the son of the emperor of Fuso Kingdom was assassinated to death. It is said that everyone who saw it at that time clearly told that it was a group of masked Rakshasa people who assassinated them.
The Crown Prince.
Well, the Rakshasa Kingdom was robbed by the Fuso people of the firearms they purchased for one hundred thousand taels, and the Fuso Emperor and Prince were killed by the Rakshasa Kingdom.
Such hatred, coupled with the fact that Beiming Changfeng seemed to have sent people to light some fires and grab some firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, finally fell into the hands of Ziyu and saw this battle report, which was that the Rakshasa Kingdom and the Fusang Kingdom were at war.
.
How nice and lively.
Ziyu looked at the battle report in his hand, then looked up at Hanyang, who was walking in with excitement, talking and gesticulating, and Beiming Changfeng, who was walking away expressionlessly. Suddenly, there was a feeling that Beiming Changfeng actually came from
It feels like it's completely dark from outside to inside.
Tilting his head, he looked at Beiming Changfeng who saw her holding the battle report and still holding it up as if it had nothing to do with her. While listening to Hanyang talk about how he pretended to be a Fuso man, Ziyu
Silently put down the battle report in his hand, and then walked to Beiming Changfeng.
Reach out, step on your feet, kiss.
As expected, he is bad and scumbag, she likes it, she likes it.
We really are a couple, haha.
Seeing this, Beiming Changfeng stretched out his hand to rub Ziyu's head very lovingly, then twisted Ziyu's face, hugged him and sat at the desk, looking at Hanyang.
Hanyang was talking excitedly when he saw Beiming Changfeng looking at him expressionlessly, and then...then...
Shut up, turn around, and walk out.
They are driving people away.
Seeing this, Ziyu suddenly had black lines on his head: "Young Master."
Isn't it just that I haven't done anything well in a month? This Beiming Changfeng...
"Young Master, Young Master, there is news from the Later Qin Kingdom." At this moment, Fang Yi's voice came quickly from outside, and someone rushed in with a surprised look on his face.
News from the Later Qin Kingdom?
The Later Qin State has regarded them as enemies since they conquered the north and became king. They have never sent any news, right? What is this today?
Not only Hanyang and Ziyu were surprised, Beiming Changfeng also raised his head slightly in surprise.
Fang Yi looked into Bei Ming Changfeng's eyes with a weird face, and said with a twitch in the corner of his mouth: "Young Master, in three days, the prince of Hou Qin will personally visit our twenty-seventh city in the north." Bei Mingyou immediately put his little head over.
, the two of them chatted quietly.
The moon is hollow in the sky, and the Banyue Pavilion of Zhenbei Palace is brightly lit.
In the following days, Ziyu and Bei Mingyou disappeared all day long, and they were mysteriously visiting their iron mines and arsenal.
Beiming Changfengze and Hanyang Fangyi planned the affairs of the Rakshasa Kingdom.
Time flew by and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Earl Merle, who was escorting the matchlock gun, hurriedly and slowly delivered the goods to the door, and then hurriedly and slowly transported a boatload of special healing medicine from Ziyu.
A bottle of one tael of gold did not sell for such a sky-high price, but a bottle of one tael of silver sold for a real price.
Beiming Changfeng spent 100,000 taels of gold on the matchlock gun and ammunition, and Ziyu sold a large shipload of special-grade holy medicine and earned 120,000 taels of gold.
No more, no less, earn twenty thousand taels of gold.
Then, a month later, Ziyu saw a stack of battle reports from Beiming Changfeng's study.
Battle report between Rakshasa Kingdom and Fusang.
reason.
It is said that half a month ago, a group of Fuso people hijacked the Persian merchant Earl Mer and his party in front of the city of Jacques in the Rakshasa Kingdom, and stole the arms purchased by the Lord of the Rakshasa Kingdom.
Then, before the leader of the Rakshasa Kingdom got the news, the son of the emperor of Fuso Kingdom was assassinated to death. It is said that everyone who saw it at that time clearly told that it was a group of masked Rakshasa people who assassinated them.
The Crown Prince.
Well, the Rakshasa Kingdom was robbed by the Fuso people of the firearms they purchased for one hundred thousand taels, and the Fuso Emperor and Prince were killed by the Rakshasa Kingdom.
Such hatred, coupled with the fact that Beiming Changfeng seemed to have sent people to light some fires and grab some firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, finally fell into the hands of Ziyu and saw this battle report, which was that the Rakshasa Kingdom and the Fusang Kingdom were at war.
.
How nice and lively.
Ziyu looked at the battle report in his hand, then looked up at Hanyang, who was walking in with excitement, talking and gesticulating, and Beiming Changfeng, who was walking away expressionlessly. Suddenly, there was a feeling that Beiming Changfeng actually came from
It feels like it's completely dark from outside to inside.
Tilting his head, he looked at Beiming Changfeng who saw her holding the battle report and still holding it up as if it had nothing to do with her. While listening to Hanyang talk about how he pretended to be a Fuso man, Ziyu
Silently put down the battle report in his hand, and then walked to Beiming Changfeng.
Reach out, step on your feet, kiss.
As expected, he is bad and scumbag, she likes it, she likes it.
We really are a couple, haha.
Seeing this, Beiming Changfeng stretched out his hand to rub Ziyu's head very lovingly, then twisted Ziyu's face, hugged him and sat at the desk, looking at Hanyang.
Hanyang was talking excitedly when he saw Beiming Changfeng looking at him expressionlessly, and then...then...
Shut up, turn around, and walk out.
They are driving people away.
Seeing this, Ziyu suddenly had black lines on his head: "Young Master."
Isn't it just that I haven't done anything well in a month? This Beiming Changfeng...
"Young Master, Young Master, there is news from the Later Qin Kingdom." At this moment, Fang Yi's voice came quickly from outside, and someone rushed in with a surprised look on his face.
News from the Later Qin Kingdom?
The Later Qin State has regarded them as enemies since they conquered the north and became king. They have never sent any news, right? What is this today?
Not only Hanyang and Ziyu were surprised, Beiming Changfeng also raised his head slightly in surprise.
Fang Yi looked into Beiming Changfeng's eyes with a strange expression on his face, and said with a twitch in his mouth: "Young Master, in three days, the prince of Hou Qin will personally visit our twenty-seventh city in the north."