Chapter 402 The Barbarian Heyang's First Experience (1)
"You're in love? It sounds like you're not happy...?"
Seeing Jiang Fan throw the phone on the bedside, Shen Meng asked with a smile.
"How should I put it... the girl he had a relationship with has a bad reputation. I have a friend who knows that girl. According to my friend... it is almost impossible for that girl to be with a man sincerely. "
Jiang Fan thought for a while and briefly stated Han Zixin's evaluation.
"Are you worried about being cheated on your feelings when you were young?"
Shen Meng blinked and asked.
"It's not a big deal to simply deceive a relationship. After all, men have to go through these things in order to grow and mature. A failed relationship experience is often not a bad thing for men. But the problem is... I The status of Fa Xiao is rather special, and the relationship between him and this girl has the smell of a political marriage, so I am worried... that I, Fa Xiao, will not only be hurt, but also suffer a loss."
Jiang Fan said helplessly.
"Political marriage... then I don't understand. But now you have opened a big company and the friends you have met are also very powerful. If you really suffer a loss when you are young, you have the ability to help him regain his position, right? ?”
Shen Meng tilted her head and leaned in Jiang Fan's arms, and asked.
"Well, if he really suffered a loss, it wouldn't be a big problem to get this place back."
Jiang Fan thought for a while, nodded and said.
Even if you don't count the few additional elderly people you met during Mr. Han's birthday, the influence of the Jian family alone is enough to ensure this.
"Then why are you worried? Even if the final result is really what you guessed, you are still capable enough to help you find the truth. In this case, letting him go through this may be a good thing for him. People...can't always have smooth sailing from childhood to old age."
Shen Meng said with a smile.
"What you said makes sense. Maybe caring leads to chaos, so I'm afraid that if Yasuko really suffers a loss, he will do something stupid out of his mind."
Jiang Fan said with a wry smile.
"Don't think too much. Everyone's endurance is actually much stronger than they think. It's just an emotional matter. Unless you are a mentally retarded person, no matter how sad you are, it won't be excessive."
Chen Meng said softly.
"Yes, everyone has his or her own path to walk. As a friend, what you should do is accompany you along the way, rather than make decisions for the other person."
Jiang Fan nodded and said.
"Okay, now that you understand, wouldn't it be better to cherish the people in front of you? I've been waiting for a long time. Do you plan to keep chatting with me about life ideals and philosophy tonight?"
As Chen Meng said, his two long legs wrapped around Jiang Fan's waist.
"Of course not, do I seem to be such a fool?"
"Remove the word 'like' and change the question into an affirmative. It will fit my impression of you very well."
"Chen Meng! You are finished tonight! I promise!"
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In the morning in Heyang City, I was awakened by the sounds of busyness.
Batu Ashilan washed and dressed under the service of several maids. At the end, he took advantage of the maids by touching her.
These maids were all selected by Prince Wu's Palace and sent to the guild hall. Although they would not provide particularly excessive services, no one would care about taking advantage of them.
After all, the status of these maids is too low. They are either from poor families and were directly sold to the palace by their parents, or they are the wives and daughters of convicts. Even if they are implicated, they no longer have their personal freedom.
In short, except for surviving, the lives of these maids... do not have any other expectations or so-called future.
All that can be seen on their faces is numbness.
Batu Aslan, who was neatly dressed, looked like he had recovered from last night's blow.
With a arrogant expression on his face again, he went to Nasutu's room to meet Li and told Nasutu that he planned to take a stroll in Heyang City today.
After being reminded by Nasutu not to stir up trouble, he agreed perfunctorily and left the guild hall with a general and two elite soldiers.
The entire envoy will stay in Heyang City for a week. Except for the customary exchange and competition at the dinner party upon arrival on the same day, the rest of the time will basically be used for trade.
Each envoy from the Golden Account of the Grassland would carry a large amount of gold and silver coins, as well as treasures related to the grassland, and then exchange and purchase many luxury items needed by the grassland from Heyang City.
As for food... basically I won't buy it.
Although the grasslands are also short of food, the problem of not having enough to eat will always only happen to slaves and low-level herdsmen.
It is impossible for nobles to worry about stomach problems, so when an envoy is dispatched once a year, it is of course necessary to purchase the things needed to replace nobles.
This process will last for a week, until the eve of the mission's departure, when Prince Wu's Mansion holds another farewell dinner.
In fact, through the exchanges of envoys over the years, the relationship between Dazhou and the grassland has been relatively harmonious.
The grassland people have stronger military force, but the land is vast and the people are sparse. Even if they support war with war, it is difficult to support a truly large-scale and lasting war.
The Great Zhou Dynasty had a dense population, a vast territory and abundant resources, but its army had relatively weak combat effectiveness and was mainly based on infantry, so it had little ability to invade the grasslands northward.
Therefore, although there were constant minor frictions between the two sides, a full-scale war never really broke out.
It is somewhat far-fetched to say that there is a feud between the two countries.
"How come this Heyang City is so clean? The streets are too tidy, right? You can't see any garbage? There's even very little dust? How do you do it?"
Not long after leaving the club, Batu Aslan noticed the clean and tidy streets and couldn't help but frown and asked.
When he entered the city yesterday, he had been sitting in a tent, so naturally he didn't notice anything special about Heyang City.
"Uh...I heard that Zhou people are more tidy?"
The general who was half a body behind Batu Aslan said with some uncertainty.
"No matter how much you love to be clean, you can't be so exaggerated. Don't people in Zhou Dynasty have to poop and pee? But look at this street. Not to mention there is no trash left, there is not even a drop of poop or urine! I don't believe it.
When Zhou people go out on the streets, they can hold their excrement and urine all the time!"
Batu Ashilan glared at the general beside him, and while he was scolding him, he suddenly found a rather strange simple room appearing next to him.
The reason why it feels strange is that Batu Ashilan has never seen a similar room before.
It seemed like it could only accommodate one person inside. It was closed on all sides except for one closed door.
On the door, there are two huge words written vertically: toilet.
What the hell is this?!
Batu Ashilan was a little dumbfounded.
This doesn't look like a place where people live...