After all this back and forth, it was already dark when Xu Zizhen returned home, and when he entered the door, he saw a few more people in the living room.
Yongye, Mou Xianting, Yelvfu.
Xu Zizhen was not surprised at all. The arrival of the three old men was within his expectation.
"Father-in-law, godfather, and uncle Fu." Xu Zizhen greeted the three of them with a smile, and then sat down next to them, "Why are you in such a good mood today that they actually joined forces to come to my house for a meal?"
Master Yong rolled his eyes and said to Mou Xianting and Yelvfu, "Look, this kid still dares to pretend to be stupid with us."
At this time, Bao'er served tea, and Xu Zizhen took the opportunity to interrupt, patted his head and praised: "You performed well today, I haven't had time to praise you yet."
Bao'er scratched his head in embarrassment: "What the hell, Master really scared the golden dog. Thinking of Wan Yanchang's face makes me want to laugh."
His master is Daye. Even the three old men couldn't help but become curious when he said this. They all knew that Xu Zizhen had such a follower, but they usually looked so indifferent that no one could have imagined that his archery skills were so superb.
Yu Si.
"Your subordinate is pretty good, his archery skills are even better than mine."
The speaker was Mou Xianting. He was a military commander and his archery skills were ranked among the best in Xixia. Even he was full of praise for Daye's archery skills, let alone Yelvfu and Yongye.
Master Yong was particularly curious: "Where did you get such a master from?"
Speaking of this, Xu Zizhen couldn't help but be stunned. It has been more than half a year since he met Daye, but he had promised him to find someone to treat his amnesia for him, but after going back and forth for several months, he actually turned this person into a child.
Forgot things.
Xu Zizhen slapped his forehead and cursed: "Damn it, pig brain!"
The three old men looked at him curiously, and Xu Zizhen sneered: "It's nothing, Bao'er, you stay at the door and don't let anyone in for now."
"Yes." Bao'er responded and went out, closing the door smoothly.
Xu Zizhen turned to look at the three old men: "Okay, I won't pretend to be stupid. If you have anything you want to ask, just tell me."
"Okay, have fun!" Naturally, it was Master Yong who spoke first. He asked straight to the point, "Let me ask you, your boy was quite deep at the beginning today, how come you can't hold it in anymore? Why did Wan Yanchang get so stimulated?
, aren’t you afraid that he will turn around and bring his troops to take revenge?”
Xu Zizhen sneered and said: "Even without me, Xu Zizhen, he would have hit Bianjing sooner or later. Since it is the stepmother's fist that will beat him sooner or later, then naturally I will anger him once I have the chance. Why are you being polite?"
Master Yong looked serious for a rare moment and asked seriously: "What do you mean by this? What does it mean to reach Bianjing sooner or later? Have you received any news?"
"No news, this is what I guessed, and I guessed it last year. How else can I urge you to bring Zhuangyuan Pavilion to Yingtian Mansion?" Xu Zizhen didn't want to hide it from Master Yong, so he told him directly, and paused.
He added, "If you don't believe it, you can ask Rong Xi...er, Di Ji, she heard it from me last year."
Master Yong jumped up. He believed in Xu Zizhen's prophetic ability, so he became more and more angry and said: "You know? Then you still act like nothing is wrong?"
"What can I do? The destruction of Bianjing is God's will, and I am not really a god who can save all people from fire and water."
"Fart! You should have told the officials and made preparations earlier. How could Bianjing be broken?"
Xu Zizhen suddenly asked: "Then tell me, even if Bianjing is saved, what will happen next? Do you think the officials are willing to send their troops north to regain the lost territory? Or will they continue to talk to the Jinren and discuss how much money they will spend to destroy those cities?
Exchange it back?"
Master Yong was speechless and couldn't utter a word. Now Zhao Huan's thoughts were clear to everyone in the court. He was just trying to defend the little territory in front of him. Xu Zizhen was right. With Zhao Huan's temperament, he could bite the bullet and pay less.
Some money is not bad, marching the army north? Just kidding, unless there is a new emperor.
As soon as this idea appeared, Master Yong was startled by himself. Even the way he looked at Xu Zizhen was a little strange. It had to be said that although he looked old and wretched, his mind was not as muddy as his eyes.
I seem to have a clue in my mind, but I can't say what it is specifically.
Xu Zizhen guessed what he was thinking by looking at his expression, smiled and said: "Don't worry, you are my father-in-law, what else can I hide from you? But there are some things that I can't say until now, for fear of
It's just leaking, Master Yong, please understand."
Master Yong has nothing to say again. Xu Zizhen has already said it and he can't ask any more questions. Moreover, with Xu Zizhen's temperament, he believes that even if he continues to ask, he won't get the result he wants. However, considering that his daughter is about to marry this man, he has nothing to say.
Boy, with my daughter's shrewdness, she will be able to figure out his intentions sooner or later, so there's no rush.
"Zizhen."
A topic came to an end, and Mou Xianting spoke, but he stopped after calling him, thinking seriously, as if he was considering how to speak.
Before he could continue, Yelvfu spoke first. He asked straight to the point: "Mr. Xu, can you sell me a few of your Shenwu cannons? Don't worry, I will only use these cannons to conquer the West and have no other use.
"
Xu Zizhen sneered and looked at Mou Xianting: "Godfather, do you want to buy a few of these cannons from me even though you are holding back your words?"
Mou Xianting was a little embarrassed, but still nodded: "Exactly, but I only use it to guard against the Jin people, so don't worry."
Master Yong jumped up again: "No, we are on good terms, but this thing is too lethal and cannot be sold."
Yelvfu's face darkened: "I guarantee with my life that I will never use it against Song!"
Mou Xianting said: "The same is true for me. If the prince doesn't believe it, he can just sign the covenant."
Master Yong still shook his head and refused. For a moment, the three old men were so embarrassed that they were about to start a fight.
Xu Zizhen couldn't help laughing: "I can deceive all three of you. It seems that I can really make a fortune."
"What do you mean?" The three old men stopped talking, turned to look at Xu Zizhen, and asked at the same time.
Xu Zizhen smiled like a fox: "It means that the cannon is fake. I spent a lot of money to make that cannon, firstly to scare that bastard Wanyanchang, and secondly... didn't the officials also give it to the Tubo Uighurs?
Do they have one hundred thousand snowflakes of silver? If I find a way to trick him back, will my name still be Xu Zizhen?"
Then he told the real situation to the three people. The three old men looked at each other in shock. They had their own thoughts and were excited about the birth of such a powerful weapon, but in the end Xu Zizhen told them that it was just a scam. All three old men saw it.
Yihei almost fainted.
Master Yong said angrily: "Aren't you afraid that when you are exposed, those countries will become angry and come to trouble you? It's just a stupid move!"
Xu Zizhen said leisurely: "It doesn't matter if they use dirty tricks or simple tricks. If you can defraud money, then it's a good trick, so come on."