Ying Zige's chaotic thoughts were interrupted by a thick sound. He opened his eyes and looked at the strong man making the sound in front of the bed.
The strong man is about twenty years old, more than eight feet tall, with broad arms and round waist, and a burly appearance. He exudes a fierce aura from all over his body.
With a slight sweep, when Ying Zige's eyes glanced at the giant palm-leaf fan hands placed on the left and right sides of the strong man's body, his pupils could not help but shrink and the hairs all over his body stood up.
This is the instinctive reaction of a warrior when he encounters a strong man who can threaten his life, and the strong man's hands are definitely stained with blood, and the amazing evil energy emanating from them is like lice on a monk's head to a warrior
Generally conspicuous.
After being vigilant, he felt relieved.
The big man in front of him is exactly the general in his own memory. If Ying Zige hadn't arranged for him to go out on business this time and not come back, he wouldn't have been burned to death by a group of soldiers, and he wouldn't have been able to come to this world.
Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand to the strong man and gave him a slight support.
"Xiaohu, you are back."
When the strong man heard Ying Zige's voice, his burly body couldn't help but tremble, and two lines of tears fell from his eyes.
He took a sudden step forward, bent his knees, and knelt down like a mountain of gold toppling a jade pillar.
"Young Master, Meng Hu deserves to die. If Meng Hu hadn't done things badly and came back a few days late, how could the young master have suffered such a disaster. I owe my life to the young master for his kindness since I was a child. If the young master had any chance, I...
..I’m not alive anymore.” Meng Hu kept crying as he spoke. He looked like a fierce man, but he was still crying like a child.
"Okay, Xiaohu, am I okay? And if you hadn't come back in time, Master, my life would have been lost in the ice and snow." Ying Zige looked at the fierce and strong man in front of him, and he looked like a child at this time.
Despite his ordinary behavior, he couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth in his heart. This was the first time in his past life that someone cared about him so directly. He enjoyed this feeling very much.
Thinking about it, Ying Zige didn't stop. He stood up and helped the strong man up, while repeatedly comforting him.
"Master, please don't get up yet. Lie down quickly. You haven't reached your peak yet, your secret skills haven't strengthened your body yet, and you've been lying in the snow for so long, your body..." Seeing Ying Zige getting up, Meng Hu also
Regardless of crying, he quickly stood up and supported Ying Zige.
"Okay, Xiaohu. Young Master, I survived the catastrophe this time. It can be regarded as a lesson learned. In the past, Young Master, I prided myself on being clever and resourceful. I could only use my secret skills after reaching the top. But I never cared about military skills.
"Tao, this time you are not around and you encounter a great disaster. Only then do you know what it means for a scholar to meet a soldier. It seems that in the future, your young master and I will also need to practice the art of war."
Ying Zige shook his head, but did not stop Meng Hu's support.
He knew that although Meng Hu seemed rude, he was the most gifted person.
The disaster he encountered this time made him blame himself endlessly. If he avoided his support again, it would inevitably make him think more wildly.
And what he said was very particular.
Firstly, it was to appease Meng Hu, and secondly, it was also for his own future plans.
After all, Ying Zige never practiced martial arts before, but he was determined to stand at the pinnacle of martial arts.
If I had not said a word, there would be such a big change, which would inevitably make people suspicious. But this time, I took this opportunity to say these words, even if my future behavior is similar or different from before, I can use this to evade
.
After all, people's behavior will inevitably change after a disaster.
"Young Master, but..." The strong man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard Ying Zige's words. In the past, the young master disliked martial arts practice the most. For this reason, the master always dealt with the young master when he was alive. He didn't expect this time.
"Okay, Xiaohu, this matter is settled. Don't be stunned. Tell the young master what you went to do this time and how it went. According to the original plan, you should have come back three days ago. Yes.
What has changed?" Seeing what Meng Hu wanted to say, Ying Zige simply acted like a young master, interrupted Meng Hu's words, and changed the subject.
"Uh, yes! Master."
When Meng Hu heard that Ying Zige asked about business, Meng Hu's face changed. He had no time to think about the rest. As if he had changed into a different person in an instant, he first bowed to Ying Zige in a polite manner, and then said solemnly: "Young Master
, Beiyuan’s business may not be possible!”
"What?"
No wonder Ying Zige reacted so strongly. In his memory, his predecessor was a descendant of Great Qin, and he was surrounded by a group of old subordinates who had been loyal for generations.
Meng Hu is their leader. Even though the Han Dynasty is approaching its final years, the Ying and Meng families have never stayed in the same place for more than five years just in case.
But despite all precautions, a recent migration still encountered disasters on the way.
After a great battle, only one single seedling that could take charge in the previous life was left as the winner. Meng Wu's soldiers also suffered heavy losses.
In desperation, Ying Zige could only let most of his troops stationed in the barren mountains of Longxi. He personally led Meng Hu and other military strategists to go out to do business to meet the needs of the families in the mountains.
Among them, the medicinal materials business in Beiyuan is undoubtedly an extremely important part. Not only are most of the mountains in need of medicinal materials for recuperation and cultivation, the profits from the medicinal materials business are also an important source of survival capital for the Ying and Meng families at this time.
This time there was unrest in Beiyuan due to the Qiang people, and the road was not peaceful. Just in case, Ying Zige asked Meng Hu to take away all the soldiers he brought out, while he himself stayed at home, waiting for news.
Unexpectedly, not only did not one of the men from Menghu who had originally planned to return three days ago come back, not even the slightest news was sent back. While Yingzi Ge was anxious, he was captured by the group of soldiers and ruffians.
That’s what happened after that.
But Ying Zige never expected that three days after the fusion of his two lives, Meng Hu would come back, and the news he brought was not good.
"What's going on? What's the problem in Beiyuan?"
In shock and anger, Ying Zheng also knew that now was not the time to get angry, but he still couldn't help but become a little impatient when there was a problem with the medicinal materials business that was related to everyone's survival.
"Master, there is a problem not with Beiyuan, but with Xiaowu Castle in Yaodao."
Meng Hu sighed, with a look of helplessness on his burly face: "I took Xiao Wuzi and the others to Beiyuan before they learned that the entire Xiaowu Fort was occupied by a Shaodang tribe that suddenly migrated over half a month ago. Then
The chief of the Shaodang tribe called Shaodang Miwu. After the tribe moved there, they first led a surprise attack and occupied Xiaowu Fort, and then took advantage of the situation to capture Beiyuan City and issued a notice at the same time.
"Order all the medicinal farmers in Beiyuan that from now on all the medicinal materials produced in Beiyuan medicinal fields can only be sold to their Shaodang Department. Once any private transactions are discovered, no chickens or dogs will be left behind.
At first, some drug farmers didn't take it seriously, and the price charged by Shaodangmiwu was far lower than the market price, so some sales were still going on privately, and we also took the opportunity to collect some medicinal materials.
Unexpectedly, Shaodangmiwu got the news from nowhere, and that night he took people to the homes of those drug farmers who were selling medicine privately, and killed them all, young and old.
We don't have enough manpower, and Master, didn't you say that when you are working outside, you should put your own safety first. So I hid with Xiao Wu and the others, but seeing that time was getting tighter, the amount of medicinal materials was still short.
There were so many, and those drug farmers were all suppressed by the murderous threat of being burnt as Miwu, and no one dared to trade privately anymore.
I had no choice but to contact the Qiang drug dealer. Unexpectedly, the price the Qiang drug dealer charged was more than ten times the price we used to charge for the medicine. If we kept going back and forth at this price, we wouldn't be able to get it again.
When it comes to profit, even if we want to protect our capital, it all depends on how hard we live. It’s okay for me to be miserable, but there are hundreds of mouths in the mountains, old and young, all waiting for us. When I’m anxious, I want to kill Nashao Dangmiwu quietly. Such a thing
There might be a turning point, but I didn't want to burn out that old thief Dang Miwu. He was too timid. Xiao Wuzi and I took turns keeping an eye on him. For more than ten days, we couldn't find any chance.
I really had no choice but to worry about the young master being impatient, so I asked Xiao Wu and others to hide there first. I am fast on my feet, so I hurried back to find the young master."
Meng Hu finished speaking in one breath, took a slight breath, and looked at Ying Zige carefully with his big and honest face.
Ying Zige's face kept changing color as Meng Hu narrated, but his mind was spinning rapidly. As soon as Meng Hu finished speaking, he also had an idea in his mind.
"Okay, I understand. Xiaohu, don't worry, young master. We are short of manpower now, and every brother's life is important. It's not worth your life to risk Miwu's life.
"But young master, if we don't get rid of Shaodangmiwu, what will happen to our medicinal materials business in Beiyuan?"
After hearing what Ying Zige said, Meng Hu's cautious face first smiled innocently and felt relieved. Then his face straightened and he asked solemnly.
"Okay, Master, I have a plan in mind. You can go down and rest first. We will set off to Beiyuan early tomorrow morning."
