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People in miserable situations always hope to be rescued by others. At least the big man has looked at the second young master pleadingly, hoping to get enough funds from the second young master to buy a mountain of ginseng.
During the past few days when I was hiding in my own shop, many shops were looted. As long as the caravans under the name of Song Xungui's family were looted, they were pitifully ransacked.
Therefore, no one has the financial resources to buy the ginseng that is displayed like a heap of radish. Anyone who comes to Liaodong for business knows that people here only care about gold and silver, and do not barter. Their favorite is Qingli of the Song Dynasty.
Copper coins minted in eight years.
When the Yun family came to Liaodong for trading every winter, they would bring enough copper coins and gold. As for silver, it was very valuable in the Song Dynasty, so there was no need to transport it to Liaodong.
This year I brought especially a lot of gold and copper coins, but facing the mountains of ginseng, I couldn't do what I wanted. The big man's eyes had turned red. His last bit of humanity had disappeared in front of the big-money business. Not only did he hate it.
After plundering all the gold, silver and copper plates from everyone in the caravan, they still couldn't make ends meet. They could only look at Yun Er sitting in the crowd pleadingly.
No one would accept Jiaozi, neither the Liaodong savages nor the Koreans would accept Jiaozi. Yun Er had no choice but to give the big man the bag of pearls in his arms.
With the money in his hands, the big man came to a savage's counter without stopping, sniffing the broken earthen jar with his nose like a dog, and under the broken earthen jar was the ginseng he wanted to buy today.
A smooth porcelain plate was brought over, and the man carefully poured out a bead. As soon as the bead was placed on the white porcelain plate, it kept spinning.
"See clearly, this is a random bead. If I suffer a little loss today, I will use this bead to exchange for your tribe's harvest this year. Regardless of whether I suffer a loss or take advantage, I will make a decision! Let's go!"
Yun Er had to admit that the buying scene was the big guy's world. His eyes were red, and the sound of shooting with both hands on the rough wooden table was amazing. The wounds on his left arm were opened and blood flowed all over his hand.
They were all there, but he didn't even look at them.
An old savage with gray hair and beard carefully walked to the table next to him with a plate. He put down the plate in his hand and talked with Sula Hague's men in savage language. When the big man saw that the plate was gone, Sula Hague's men put it away.
I happily opened the big earthen jar.
Under the jar were ginsengs wrapped in birch bark and moss. After taking six ginseng, the man laughed with his little tongue exposed.
He likes all the auctions organized by the savages very much. If it is organized by the Tokyo merchants of the Song Dynasty, the big guys won't even take a look at it.
Honest people are just like Jurchen savages. It's just that we can't see many good minks this year, which is very regrettable.
"What do you call this brother?" A Khitan man, who was wrapped in furs, stood about a foot away from Yun Er and asked with his hands raised.
Yun Er smiled and said: "The wind is high and the waves are strong on Heishan Island. Who knows whether we will meet again tomorrow. In order to avoid pain, it is best for you to be Erlang."
The Khitan man smiled and said: "What an unknown Erlang, you said that there are high winds and rough seas on Heishan Island. I thought the whole world was not pitch black. Since we are strangers even if we are acquaintances, why don't we share this wonderful statement together?
liquor?"
Yun Er shook his head and said: "If I meet such a heroic person like Mr. in Tokyo, I will definitely get drunk with you. But now that we are on Montenegro Island, it is better for us to stay sober."
Seeing that Yun Er had no intention of dating him, the Khitan man held up his hands and said, "In that case, I really look forward to meeting you in the alley outside Xuanwumen in Tokyo."
Hearing what he said, Yun Er knew that this guy already knew his identity. It didn't matter. What was important was this effect. The person who wanted to keep it secret was Sulla Hague. The Yun family had gone to the territory of Liao Kingdom. All fools knew it.
It must be with bad intentions.
No one has ever thought that there is any possibility of compromise between the Yun family and the Liao Kingdom. Hundreds of thousands of Liao people died in the hands of Yun Da. Even the most enlightened emperor of the Liao Kingdom would not accept the Yun family. This kind of blood feud has been deep-rooted.
It is deeply rooted in the blood.
The tearful wax figure of Xiao Huoer still stands in the Wude Hall of the Song Dynasty. Together with other trophies, it is visited by the students of the Imperial College of the Song Dynasty every year. After the talent promotion ceremony every three years, the Wude Hall also
One of the courses that those new rich people must learn.
Yun Er very much hoped that the Khitan people would know that Sulla Hague was in contact with the Yun family. Although he swore not to tell anyone, he did not prevent others from guessing. It would be best if they could guess it. This would force Sulla Hague to have no regrets.
room.
As for his own safety, Yun Er believes that as long as he comes to the sea on the first day of the sea thaw, there will basically be no danger. Whether the Bohai State of Sulla Hague can be established is none of the Yun family's business.
At least, it can create a lot of trouble for the Liao Kingdom.
Through what he has learned these days, Sulla Hague has great power in this area. Not to mention the support from his own clan, the Mohe and Jurchen alone gave him enough strength to compete with the northeastern Liao army.
Those who talk about business are the clerks or shopkeepers of each house. The owner usually rarely appears here, but this time it seems a little different. A group of unrelated people are standing by the huge fire to warm themselves up. People of all races.
Yun Er even saw some Koreans talking impassionedly there.
As soon as Yun Er, Yan Boss and the others got closer, the group of people looked at Yun Er warily, then frowned and left, continuing their conversation further away.
Yun Er had no intention of stopping and continued to approach him shamelessly. They continued to step aside. If it weren't for the fact that the Yun family's guards looked fiercer, those people's guards would have come over to look for trouble.
In this way, unknowingly, those people gradually walked to the periphery of the shopping market. Boss Yan did not allow Yun Er to leave again. The periphery of the market was covered with white snow. It was too easy to hide some killers. Last time, those people wearing white clothes
The Clothed Killer is hiding in the snowdrift.
The Pumai market is different from the trading market. It is a large open space. In the center of the open space, some simple tents are set up for everyone to trade. Around the Pumai market, Yun Er saw Su for the first time.
La Hague's men were constantly patrolling.
There was a "buzz" sound, and something seemed to fly, like locusts taking off, or like a flock of birds jumping into the forest. This sound was too familiar to Yun Er and the others. It was the sound of a crossbow arrow flying away from the crossbow. Although there was no movement
It's a little smaller, but there are still hundreds of crossbow arrows.
The people of the Yun family quickly formed a column. This formation can best reduce the damage caused by the crossbow arrows. Boss Yan stood at the front, a long knife appeared in his hand, looking at the sparse
The crossbow arrow fell, and he suddenly turned around and ran because he found that he seemed to be still outside the range of the crossbow arrow.
The Khitans, Jurchens, Koryos, and Mohe people who were discussing matters were just within the range of the crossbow arrows.
Yun Er quickly ran backwards, still having time to appreciate the effect of the crossbow arrows.
The standard crossbows of the Song Dynasty were very effective. Those arrowheads with the characters Zhenwu and Yangwei engraved on them must have been spinning and falling at high speed at this time.
The piercing scream must be the sound of death caused by the high-speed friction of the blood tank against the air. Sure enough, the thick leather clothing of the savage could not block the arrow cluster. Yun Er saw with his own eyes a crossbow arrow falling in an arc and drilling into the air.
There was no blood coming out of the chest of a savage leader wearing a bearskin robe. When the savage fell to the ground, half of a sharp arrow was exposed on his back, which was very conspicuous among the black bearskin.
The crossbow arrows should be covered by three consecutive shots. Yun Er looked regretfully at the more than twenty leaders of various tribes who were still standing there. If there were three consecutive shots, there should not be more than two people standing there at this time.
right.
A line of snow has already rolled over. Only when you look carefully can you see clearly that it is not a line of snow, but a large group of people in white clothes. They are running from the direction of the sun. The sunlight reflects on the snow, and you can only see the crystal clear surface.
If you look at such a dazzling light for a long time, your eyes will become red, swollen and inflamed. Within a few days, everything you see will appear black.
No wonder Mr. Yan would run away. The crossbow arrows fell together with the sun's rays, and it was impossible to tell where the crossbow arrows were, which meant that it was impossible to block them with a sword.
There was already a ping-pong-pong fight over there, and Sulla Hague's men rushed out from the other direction and went straight to where the man in white was.
Yun Er returned to the Pumai Market and kept urging the big guys to quickly sort out the goods he had bought, so that he could go back to the shop while the people in Sula Hague were delaying.
"Second Young Master, do you think these men in white are more powerful than Sulla Hague's men?"
The big guy rubbed his green chin and asked thoughtfully?
Yun Er curled his lips and said: "The time and place are determined by fate. If those people can really show half of the power of the three dead soldiers that day, they will definitely win."
Boss Yan said on the side: "They have already won. I can guarantee that the winner will be determined within half an hour. The only mistake in Sula Hague is that there are too few people left on the island."
The big man smiled strangely, looked back at his little man, and slowly pulled out his knife, with an indescribably strange expression on his face.
Yun Er was about to ask a question, but he saw the big man's long knife slashing hard on the neck of the Korean merchant who was bargaining with him just now. The long knife slashed into the neck, and he dragged it smoothly, and the Korean merchant's head fell off.
Come down.
The big guy screamed: "Grab it! Whoever grabs it belongs to him."
At the same time, the six or seven young men and four guards of the Yun family also took out their knives and chopped down the merchants around them. The shopping market suddenly turned into a barrel of gunpowder and exploded in the shortest time.
Seeing the Yun family guys fighting like hungry wolves in the crowd, Boss Yan took a deep breath and said: "Damn, she's more ruthless than me." (A great pie-in-the-sky activity, cool mobile phones are waiting for you Get it! Follow the start point/Chinese website public account (add a friend on WeChat-add a public account-enter qdread) and participate immediately! Everyone will win a prize, follow the qdread WeChat public account now!) (To be continued)