Old Man Liang was a good man. He only talked about business matters from beginning to end. As soon as other things were involved, he would immediately change the topic to romance. The old guy made up his mind not to get involved in Yunzheng's secret plan.
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Not only him, but also Liu Xiancheng. This clumsy guy actually got enlightened during this period. He ate and drank so stupidly that he got drunk in a few seconds. With the help of the servant, he shouted:
He shouted and left the bean paste village.
Taoist Xiao Lin smiled and said to Yun Zheng: "You are not the only smart person in the world. Look at the father and daughter. Look at our magistrate in Dousha County. They will come around when they see benefits.
When you see danger, you will immediately run away. Boy, your plan will probably fail, otherwise you should listen to the old advice and go directly to Chengdu Mansion."
Monk Wugou patted his big belly and asked Yunzheng: "Is Tan Yue planning to borrow the power of the Tubo people? Aren't they worried about backlash? Once the barbaric Tubo people enter the colorful world, they will be even more ferocious than the Yuanshan bandits."
Yun Zheng poured the last glass of wine into his mouth, looked at the sunset and whispered: "When a person is in danger, it is better to have a plan than no plan, even a wrong plan is better than no plan.
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"Have you decided to do this? And regardless of the consequences?" Wugou turned over and sat up.
"Yes, when a scholar comes out, he pays attention to establishing himself, his words, and his morality. Let me start with establishing his character. The annihilation of the Yuanshan bandits is my first contribution to the world. I also declare to the Song Dynasty that I
Zheng, here we come!”
"The idea is good, but you really have no backup means? Monk Wugou stood up and looked around. Suddenly he saw the firewood pile behind the Yun family's brick house. He hurriedly went down the bamboo building and pulled out a flat stick from the firewood pile.
With the flat branches, the face immediately became distorted.
Taoist Xiaolin followed him down from the bamboo building, took the branch from Monk Wugou's hand and took a look at it. He couldn't help but trembled and declared the Taoist slogan: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"
"If the donor did such an evil thing, wouldn't he be worried that he would fall into the Abi Hell and never make it out?"
Facing Wugou's questioning, Yun Zheng seemed very relaxed. He tapped his knuckles on the floor of the bamboo house and said, "As you know, I always think of the worst when doing things. I don't hesitate to make people think even worse.
From Yuanshan to Doushaguan, there is a 30-mile-long Steamer Gorge. It is said that there is an underground fire there, so it is always hot and steaming with clouds and clouds. One of the cattle that Lai Ba transported there died there, being heated to death.
The remaining five cows were brought back alive after he kept pouring cold water on them.
The Tubo people are probably not used to the hot flash climate there, so they won't come here. If they become curious and want to come and have a look, these things are prepared for them. I have tested it and it is not too easy to kill hundreds of people.
Disaster."
Monk Wugou sat on the ground and recited the "Pure Heart Mantra" before he raised his head and asked Yunzheng: "Where are you from? It is impossible for the simple Dousha Village to breed a person like you."
Yun Zheng chuckled and said, "You haven't seen Abi Hell. I have seen it. Taoist priest has never seen Infinite Hell. I have seen it too. There is almost no conscience, almost no good and evil, and everyone has no conscience.
It's funny to rush forward with a huge word "profit", where credit needs to be written on black and white, and where spitting needs to be written into regulations.
I come from a place like that. I only believe in myself, so I always demand that all changes are firmly in my hands. Only in this way can I sleep peacefully and eat sweetly."
Wugou took out the contract he had just signed from his arms and said to Yunzheng: "You also need to sign a contract in the Song Dynasty. You just signed one, and a contract is also needed here."
Yun Zheng smiled happily and took out the contract from his arms and said: "This can be considered a contract? What is a contract without time, place, quantity, quality? If I want to go back on it, Mr. Liang will suffer a loss.
There will also be pain that cannot be expressed.
Monk, you talk too much. Why do you always criticize me for things I haven’t done yet? The top priority now is to expand the business first so that the Tubo people cannot leave us. This business has many benefits to the Song Dynasty.
, so many that you can’t even imagine.
First, we will have a lot of cowhide to make leather armor, and horns, hair, and tendons are indispensable raw materials for making bows and arrows. You don’t know how much the Song Dynasty lacked these things, right?
Secondly, after the road is smooth, we can get the best Qingtang horses from the Tubo people. This is not something that the donkey-like Yunnan horses can match. This business will be reported to the Council for Political Affairs
On the table, he would approve it without hesitation.
Now that I’ve talked about the benefits, monk, can you help me? What I mean is that Chengdu Prefecture still needs you to say something. Whoever likes to take the credit will get the credit. Just don’t push me out. I’m going to study hard in Chengdu Prefecture.
When you reach the age, go to Donghua Gate to do the roll call."
Yun Zheng's words made Monk Wugou sweat profusely. The sweat on his bald head penetrated into the loose monk's robe like a small snake. After thinking for a long time, he said to Yun Zheng: "The old monk is destined to go to Abi Hell."
"Are you agreeing?" Yun Zheng chuckled and sat back in the bamboo building, eating slowly. He was busy dealing with these people just now, so he didn't even eat properly. Beef is too delicate and expensive, and this is his first time eating it.
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The old Taoist priest and the monks have all left. The bacon is clearing away the dishes. Yun Er is lying on the bamboo mat and is busy filling the beef slices. Yunda has been filling it for a long time. One day is not enough. The weather in the south is humid. If you want to completely
Sun-drying takes at least five or six days.
Fortunately, there were enough bamboo baskets at home. After a dozen large bamboo baskets were filled, they were carefully moved into the house and spread out layer by layer to dry. The Yun family's brick house was the only one in the whole village that did not have moisture or suffer from moisture.
The dew is refreshing and the moisture returns.
The whole room was filled with the aroma of beef. Bacon, who was obviously very full, found that he was drooling again. He pinched himself hard and was about to fetch water. The two young masters were obviously tired and both had grown fat.
I yawned loudly, and the reason why I couldn't hold back any sleep was because I planned to burn my feet before going to sleep.
When Bacon came back, the sun had just set and darkness had not yet filled the village. He wanted to boil hot water, but found that the two young masters had already fallen asleep. It had been a tiring day.
After helping them take off their shoes and footwear, and covering them with blankets, Bacon tiptoed out of the room. He hesitated the moment he closed the door, grabbed a handful of beef jerky from the basket, and returned to himself with satisfaction.