The people of Longxi are tough and cunning. A noble man like Yun Zheng is the best fat sheep. He can be braised or steamed. As long as he kills the minions around him first, he can be washed white.
They were put on the meat table and cut into pieces.
The people at the bottom also have the wisdom of the people at the bottom. Everyone can persist in living until now. Who doesn't have his own philosophy? So it is natural to be submissive on the surface but vicious secretly.
The noble master’s companions wearing armor should not be frightened, but should be happy. That set of armor is very valuable, so some people smile when they see Yun Zheng buying goods wantonly. No matter how many goods Yun Zheng buys here, in the end they all belong to him.
Ours.
After leaving Longxi, we arrived at the territory where the Tubo people roamed. In fact, there were not many Tibetans active here. Even if they were there, they were killed by bandits, because as long as one Tubo was killed, it proved that someone had snatched a good horse.
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The people here are as strong as leeks. The army of the Song Dynasty came for a conquest and a lot of people were killed. Then the Tubo leader led the tribe to plunder, and then a lot of people were killed. Yun Zheng didn't understand. They
Why not leave here and find another land to survive? Is it really hard to leave your homeland?
Different statuses lead to different ways of looking at things, and the final conclusion will be different. Yun Zheng was lamenting this person's ignorance, and these people were also secretly enjoying Yun Zheng's stupidity at the same time.
All merchants who take the Ganliang Road are stupid.
Sun Qizhi also saw it this way. After he sobered up, Sun Qizhi wanted to escape from this caravan that seemed to him to be dead, but he reluctantly gave up the idea after seeing the iron chains on his feet.
Yunzheng returned with a full load, so the caravan became even larger.
When leaving the Qinzhou customs defense, one of the guards couldn't stand the stupidity of the caravan owner, so he secretly whispered to the seemingly mature and steady steward Lu, and received heartfelt thanks from the old steward, who helplessly pointed at the horse's back.
Yunzheng, who climbed up the mountain, let out a long sigh and followed the caravan out of the customs on this road of no return.
Ge Qiuyan was surprised to find that he had almost waded through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood along the way. This army completely changed after leaving the ancient Weizhai. A hundred soldiers opened the way two miles away.
The sergeants seemed to be unstoppable. They eliminated countless bandits who wanted to get involved in the caravan along the way. Their fighting method was very special. They generally did not engage in close combat. Crossbow arrows and armor-piercing cones were almost all their weapons.
I just don’t understand why they fired very loud trumpets before the battle!
"You don't want to fight all the way to Xingqing Mansion like this, do you?" Ge Qiuyan, who couldn't bear it, finally asked Yun Zheng.
"I really want to fight there, but I don't have enough supplies and manpower. Let's fight wherever we go!"
Yun Zheng's extremely irresponsible statement completely angered Ge Qiuyan, and just when he was about to reprimand him, he found that Yun Zheng had already gone to the front of the team to take care of the newly injured soldiers with a half-smiling expression.
The autumn wind has begun to blow, and the mountain forests here are not very dense. The withered yellow leaves fell to the ground when blown by the wind, which made everyone very nervous. The grass and trees were so weak that the morale of the army also dropped.
It's almost consumed.
I have seen too many bandits these days. Some are hiding in the grass, some are hiding behind rocks, and some are digging holes in the ground to hide and then jump out to scare people.
They also had many strategies. The old, weak, women and children were waving flags and shouting in the woods, and there were dozens of men holding wooden forks standing on the road, trying to fish in troubled waters. When their own men were shot to death by random arrows, the women and children ran away in terror.
These people are not Yun Zheng's conquests, nor Yun Zheng's trading partners, so Yun Zheng doesn't care about their life or death. Now everyone's lives are on his own shoulders, which makes his heart become as hard as
iron stone.
The first trading partner Yun Zheng chose was Jiao Siluo, a male lord who had just unified Qingtang. Only a male lord would care about the commercial prosperity of his territory and would want to make his rule last for a long time.
Qingtang horses are famous all over the world, and they pay tribute to the Song Dynasty every year with fifty horses and fifty pairs of armor. In addition, the Jiaosiluo people are also good at tanning skins, spinning wool, weaving bags, rolling felts, weaving blankets, making tents, and brewing wine.
Fine wine, iron smelting, silver carving, etc., especially good at making bows, crossbows and swords. This is a real object that can be used as a long-term trade.
Since entering the Taoshui era in Xizhou, thieves have indeed become less common. In the autumn, the withered green grass is full of fat cattle and sheep. The shepherds wave their whips and beat the horses. After discovering that this is a caravan and not an army,
, he happily rode on his horse to convey the news of the caravan's arrival to a distant place.
The area around Yunzheng's camp was very lively. Countless herdsmen came on horseback, ready to exchange for the utensils they needed from the caravan. Yunzheng released Sun Qizhi and removed the iron chains on his feet. This rough man
He immediately started joking with the shepherd.
According to Sun Qizhi, you cannot trade with herdsmen privately at this time. The army will come to inspect it. Only caravans that have been inspected by the army have the right to trade.
Yun Zheng was not busy trading, but took out the hada he had prepared and dedicated it to every shepherd he saw. When the beautiful silk was hung around his neck, even the shepherds who were most wary of the Han people had their faces changed.
There was also a smile on my face.
The people in the caravan kept telling the shepherd that because this was the first time they met a good friend, they could only offer the highest courtesy to their respected friends. These silks were picked from the clouds in the sky by Master Padmasambhava, that’s why they were like this.
Light, so slippery, and so gorgeous, Yun Zheng made up his mind to cultivate a perfect silk consumer market.
Since Tibetan Buddhism suffered a major setback two hundred years ago, it did not begin to slowly recover until eighty years ago. Countless monks are traveling in Tibet to promote Buddhism. Yun Zheng plans to borrow from their hard work and fatigue.
How come a nation that lives in the highest reaches of mankind has so little protection from Buddhism?
It still took time for the army to arrive. The news spread quickly on the grassland. Within three days, the camp where Yunzheng was located turned into a lively small market. Herdsmen came from far away to sing Gesa.
The preachers of your king's biography also came here.
After accepting the most auspicious gifts and fine wine from Yun Zheng, the cloud-like silk Hada became a weapon for King Gesar to conquer all directions. Yun Zheng listened to the beautiful tunes sung by the preachers and beat the beat with satisfaction.
, these are a group of smart people, they don’t need to herd, they only need to satisfy the herdsmen’s admiration for heroes and gods, and they can become natural guests in all occasions.
The three preachers were extremely satisfied with the newly composed passage, and the Tibetan people who gathered around the campfire to listen to them praising the gods were also fascinated by it.
The beautiful hada will one day become a symbol of the best wishes of all Tibetan people.
Yun Zheng was not unfamiliar with the name Dong Xiang at all, because the person who was coming was Dong Xiang, the third son of Jiao Si Luo. He was the most brave and capable of fighting among the younger generation, and he was also the only one among Chu Jiao Si Luo's three sons who had an official position.
This is what his father asked the Emperor of Song Dynasty when he was nine years old.
The moonlight is like a hook, Yun Zheng and Ge Qiuyan are walking slowly on the beautiful grassland. One is considered elegant and gentle, the other is charming and unparalleled. If a lover walks under such moonlight, it will definitely be a beautiful scene.
, but unfortunately, the conversation between the two people did not involve wonderful love at all.
"I understand now that you are planning to do business with Jiao Si Luo. I just don't understand why you have to go in a big circle when you can go directly to Yinxinghe City to deal with the Xixia people? This is not in line with the Holy Religion.
position.”
If a beauty keeps a straight face and speaks coldly, she definitely has no intention of letting anyone get close to her, at least not Yun Zheng.
"I told you, don't speculate on the thoughts of people who are smarter than you, because you will never figure out what he is planning to do. The final destination is Xixia, but the current goal is Jiao Si Luo."
"Why?" Ge Qiuyan's body became stiff and she asked Yun Zheng persistently.
"You are not a Buddhist, so there is no need for me to explain it to you. Even if you tell me, you don't understand. I actually feel sorry for you. A woman like you is considered a good woman who stands out no matter where she goes. Why do you want to hang out with Maitreya?"
Are you teaching people who are beaten to death?"
"Why?" Ge Qiuyan ignored Yun Zheng's provocation and continued to ask through gritted teeth.
Yun Zheng simply sat on the grass, looked into the distance and said a little sadly: "Why? It's not because the Song Dynasty is not strong enough. We have fought with the Xixia people for many years but lost more and won less. The Song Dynasty seems to be fighting
I always lose more and win less. This is the tragedy of being a Song Dynasty person. In order to be stronger when doing business in Xixia, I have to find a thicker thigh to hug. Eleven years ago, Jiao Siluo defeated
The Xixia people also captured their commander Sunuer alive. Yuanhao became angry and personally supervised the army to attack Hehuang, but was defeated again by Xisiluo. This is why I must come to the grassland first.
Only by being related to Jiao Si Luo can we not be too humiliated in Xixia and can we talk to Xixia people on an equal footing. However, the name Song people will be looked down upon by others, and dignity has always been earned."
Ge Qiuyan's tense face gradually relaxed, and she looked at Yun Zheng and said: "If a person like you can join the Holy Cult, he will definitely become the founding father of the country. Since you have already taken the Paradise Pill, I won't hide it from you.
The teaching is happening right in front of you.
The biggest reason why Buddha agreed to let you send me to Xixia is actually to gain an alliance, not to extend the power of the Holy Religion into Xixia as you thought."
Yun Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "He is another bully who is afraid of the strong. I have told him that if he wants to truly establish his own Buddhist kingdom, it is only possible in a barbaric and uncivilized land. It is simply impossible to establish a Buddhist kingdom in the Central Plains.
What a big joke.
If my prediction is correct, Buddha is probably not far behind us. Thanks to Buddha for taking care of us along the way, otherwise we would have suffered heavy damage even if we got here.
I accepted this favor. In order to repay his righteousness, I will definitely marry you to Brother Ning Ling before you are snatched away by Li Yuanhao. But do you like serving two men in a row?" (To be continued)