Two days later, Fan Xian and his party were preparing to leave Qingzhou. This trip needs to go deep into the grasslands, so it is not convenient to take a horse-drawn carriage. Except for the carts that pull the goods, the rest of the merchants travel on horseback. In the past two days, Mu Feng'er has naturally established relationships with those merchants, and they agreed to go all the way.
This morning, when a large number of caravans began to leave the city one by one, the Qingzhou cavalry, who had returned from hunting rabbits out of the city again, happened to return to the city, and the two teams passed by.
The cavalry didn't look directly at these merchants. Although sometimes the boss would send these cavalry to escort these merchants, but in more cases, the two sides rarely dealt with each other. Without the escort of the Qing army, these merchants might be safer.
Ye Ling'er, who looked a little tired, was riding on the horse, and a few strands of blue hair leaked from the helmet, mixed with sweat, and a little sticky. She fiddled with her fingers, and subconsciously glanced at the caravan at the city gate.
It was just a glance, but it seemed to be attracted by a magnet. Ye Linger frowned, and looked suspiciously at a young businessman standing next to a horse in the caravan. The businessman was wearing a cotton padded jacket. It feels weird.
From this angle, I could only see the back of the young businessman, but it was this back that allowed Ye Linger to discover the real identity of the other party. Her complexion changed suddenly, and complex emotions flashed in her eyes.
It's Fan Xian.
Why was Ye Linger able to spot Fan Xian so easily? Because Fan Xian was her master, who once taught her little tricks for a year, and Ye Linger also taught Ye Jiada how to split the coffin without any secrets. Palms intersect, bodies fight each other, and they are familiar with each other's movement habits and physical characteristics to a terrifying degree.
Ye Linger stared blankly at the back, bit her lip, suppressed her emotions, did not ride forward, swung down her whip, called for her master, and cried loudly.
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Because she knew that since Fan Xian came to Qingzhou City in disguise and did not come to see her, what he did must not be a personal matter, but the court had an extremely important task, and the Overwatch Council wanted to make some noise on the grassland.
If it wasn't for an extremely important matter, it would be absolutely impossible for a rich son like Fan Xian to take such a big risk and go deep into the grassland. Today's Ye Ling'er is no longer the flying girl she was back then. She has matured a lot, so naturally she would not reveal Fan Xian's identity in front of everyone. Lead the horse's head and go to the state capital.
After entering the state capital, she hadn't had a short rest before she said: "The Dingzhou General's Mansion ordered the autumn hunt a few days ago, we should take some action."
A general listened to the side, feeling chills, thinking that Miss is getting more and more ruthless now, but the troops are too tired to attack overnight, and explained: "The military order of the General's Mansion is clear, Qingzhou is not in this autumn. within the hunting range."
"Then let's do it ourselves." Ye Linger lowered her head. She is not a little girl here to play now, but a female general with a lot of experience and consideration. The boss must also seriously consider it.
No one knew why Ye Linger insisted on joining the Qingzhou army in the scope of Qiushou, because no one knew that Fan Xian, the commissioner of the Overwatch Council, came to Qingzhou, left Qingzhou, and entered the grassland. Ye Linger's proposal was just to use Qingzhou's cavalry to attract most of the Hu people's attention and protect the safety of the caravan along the way: "There are so many merchants coming this year, no one knows if the Hu people will suddenly go crazy. "
"Those nobles of the Hu tribe are still counting on the merchants to bring in a steady stream of goods, how could they go crazy." The general thought in his heart, frowned and said: "Don't worry about those merchants, if we send troops, I'm afraid it will bring them trouble. convenient."
Ye Ling'er didn't speak, but lowered her head, thinking, if the three roads into the grassland were messed up, it would make it easier for Fan Xian to do things. Although she didn't know why Fan Xian ventured into the grassland at this time, she just wanted to One thing to know, the master has always been the best at seeking maximum benefits from chaos.
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In the past two or three days, there were suddenly many outsiders in the Dingzhou base camp behind Qingzhou. Some of these people used their identities as officials of various ministries of the imperial court and claimed to come to check the cost situation, some were businessmen from all over the country, and some coolies came to the west to pan for gold when the war was about to end.
The identities of these people were very mixed, so they didn't attract anyone's attention. They were just divided into many groups, and each group had a leader. Just when Fan Xian and his party left Qingzhou and started to go to the Grassland King's Tent to find the person named Songzhi Xianling, these leading figures quietly entered the General's Mansion.
Today, the general's mansion has something important to do, and all the idlers and others were driven out of the mansion. Looking at the dozen or so people in different clothes in the hall, General Li Hongcheng couldn't help but wryly smiled, and said, "Fan Xian's handwriting this time is really big."
These people who entered Dingzhou City were all officials and spies of the Overwatch Council. At this time, in the General's Mansion, there were leaders of various departments, but only one person was qualified to sit on the chair under the hall. This person is middle-aged, his hair has not yet grown, but his eyes are a little tired. It seems that the past three years in a foreign country have indeed been extremely hard.
This person looked at Li Hongcheng and saluted, and said: "The courtyard believes that if you want to clear out the spies in Dingzhou City, you must use thunder."
Li Hongcheng looked at this person, frowned and said: "However, I can't let you come here in person, Deng Ziyue, you are not in Shangjing, but you suddenly arrived in Dingzhou, what about the court in the north?"
Li Hongcheng has a noble status, but he is also more polite when speaking to this middle-aged man, because he knows that the other party is the head of the Overwatch Council's secret spy stationed in Northern Qi, and a more important identity is the head of the Qi Nian team. Fan Xian is now the most powerful one of his confidantes.
That's right, the Overwatch Council official in charge of Dingzhou's anti-rape affairs was Deng Ziyue who had been sent by Fan Xian to Northern Qi for more than two years. He didn't know what was wrong with this operation, so Fan Xian actually asked him to transfer him back.
"If I don't come back, how can I catch those people." Deng Ziyue thought in his heart, but he didn't say anything to the prince, because this matter not only involved the war between Xihu and Daqing, but also involved the other powerful side. power.
Fan Xian transferred him to the south, so he was not prepared to let him return to Shangjing. What he needed to use was his infiltration of the Jinyiwei of the Northern Qi Dynasty in Shangjing for the past three years and his familiarity with the Northern Qi.
"After finishing this matter, I will not return to Shangjing." Deng Ziyue saluted Li Hongcheng respectfully.
Li Hongcheng looked into his eyes and said slowly, "How should Xi Daying cooperate?"
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"Deng Ziyue should have been in Dingzhou for three days." Fan Xian sat on the horse's back with his eyes half closed, as if he was not worried about being thrown off by the horse at all. He yawned and said, "According to the agreed time, we You have to be quick, otherwise they will attack in Dingzhou City and anger those people on the grassland, I'm afraid something will be wrong."
He had been preparing for this matter for four months. If the anger in his heart hadn't accumulated to such a degree, Fan Xian might not have adopted such a brutal method. But he also knew in his heart that the opponent entered the grassland far before him, and the infiltration in Dingzhou City had been going on for more than a year, and he was already much slower in time. If he couldn't hold back the opponent's general on the grassland, I'm afraid something will go wrong.
Mu Feng'er glanced at the lord, then at the long caravan, frowned and said: "These people are walking too slowly, and all the tribes along the way will stop, if we really want to reach the king's tent, we don't know What time."
Originally, according to the scheduled plan, Fan Xian and his party should have separated from these merchant troops yesterday. There was a fork in the grassland yesterday, and Hu Ge should send his cronies there to meet him, and then Fan Xian and his party took a shortcut. , to reach the target.
But unexpectedly, there was no one to respond at the fork in the road. It was just an absolute confidant of Hu Ge who took a look and secretly entered the account at night to express his apology and explained the reasons.
The other two roads above the grassland are being invaded by the Qingzhou army. Hu Ge, as the number one master under Zuo Xianwang's camp, happened to be leading his subordinates here, so he was naturally transferred to support. It is impossible to leave most of them. Come to pick up the party from the National Oversight Council of Qing Dynasty.
Fan Xian didn't know that this was what Ye Linger meant, and he didn't think that his female apprentice wanted to relieve his worries, but brought him more trouble.
"Since that person hasn't shown himself, even if we get to Wang's Tent, we won't be able to see him." Mu Feng'er looked at Fan Xian and reminded: "The other party won't make such a mistake. He clearly knows that it's Qing Guo." The caravan that came, he will not show his appearance in front of us."
The horse moved forward slowly, and its hooves stepped on the autumn grass without fragrance.
"Dingzhou is ready." Mu Feng'er reminded again, because in his opinion, even if there are so-called experts in the barbarian king's camp, as long as all the spies in Dingzhou are wiped out, the other party will not be able to make a big deal out of it. When the wind and waves come, why bother to take risks
Fan Xian moved his thumb lightly on the rein, and after a while, he said, "I must know who that person is. This is very important. If the other person is the person I guessed, I must change my tactics." , just to wipe out all of Dingzhou City will not play a fundamental role."
He has never heard of the name Songzhi Xianling, nor does he know what the name means in Hu language, but almost subconsciously, he thinks that the person with this name is a woman, which is an unreasonable inference , some mysterious, not clear reasoning.
The more Fan Xian believed in his own judgment, the more angry he became.
In the distance, there were a few white birds flying over the knee-less autumn grassland. Fan Xian raised his eyes and could vaguely see a large desert behind the grassland, and beyond the desert, what was it
"The east of the desert is the North Sea." Mu Feng'er looked at the lord's slightly frowned brows, knowing what he was thinking, and said softly, "The other side of the mighty North Sea is Beiqi."
"I've been to the North Sea." Fan Xian looked over there, as if he wanted to see the reeds in the North Sea, and said quietly, "This desert stretches for thousands of miles. It is said that no one can pass through it alive. Boundless Ya, if you want to cross, it will be even more difficult, I have been thinking about this problem... How should I go from Beiqi to Xihu?"
"First enter the country from the south, then plunder Dingzhou from the northwest of Kyoto, and then enter Qingzhou into the grassland, and then we will arrive at the place we are now." Mu Feng'er obviously put a lot of effort into the capital, and said: "It will take It's a long time, but it's very convenient, and it's more feasible than crossing the North Sea and going through the desert."
"But Xihu Wangzhang and those two virtuous kings will never trust a Central Plains native from the Qing Kingdom." Fan Xian said indifferently: "To win the trust of a barbarian who seems enthusiastic but is actually suspicious, this in itself is a must. An extremely difficult thing, so I'm curious how they did it."
In the next ten days or so, the caravan marched towards the depths of the grassland, and there was a view of autumn grass everywhere. Occasionally, nomads were seen, with hundreds of cattle and sheep, like white clouds, floating on the slightly undulating meadow, beautiful Extremely peaceful.
This place is no longer the place where Xihu and the Qing army fought, so it gradually revealed a feeling of a paradise outside the Great Wall.
Passing through two large tribes on the way, the merchants of the Qing Kingdom sold a lot of goods, and the entire caravan seemed much lighter and faster. But still no merchants have sold their goods and returned the same way, because the most valuable goods are lighter, and if they want to sell for a big price, they can only go to the king's tent of the barbarians.
Along the way, Fan Xian paid close attention to the Hu people's attitude towards his own caravan, because it involved important matters in the world in the future, and he found with some self-deprecating that the Hu people still looked at the Central Plains merchants with a somewhat unfriendly look, even Contains deep-seated hatred.
It is impossible to wash away the blood debt of thousands of years with gems and tea.
But the head priests and nobles in the tribe have a much better attitude towards the Central Plains businessmen. After Mu Feng'er's little inquiry, I learned from the people of those old commercial firms that this change in attitude only started more than a year ago.
It seems that Xihu Wangzhang finally understood the importance of trade, and spoke to the tribes, strictly forbidding them to harass the caravans entering the grassland, and even in some dangerous areas, he was also responsible for dispatching the elite of the tribe to escort these caravans.
A year ago, there was a poor small tribe who could not bear the temptation of the caravan from the Central Plains, secretly attacked and robbed a lot of goods, which angered Wang Zhang, and directly sent troops to suppress, or slaughter, a small tribe Not a single person survived.
It was also a bloody example that made everyone on the grassland understand Wang Zhang's determination, and fundamentally ensured the safety of the Central Plains caravan. Since then, although there are still some bad people on the grassland eyes, but the merchants of the Central Plains never faced any dangerous swords again.
This was a very long-term arrangement, and Fan Xian secretly admired it. He knew that although today's caravans only sell some luxury goods, they can live without business. As long as the trade routes on the grasslands are guaranteed to be unimpeded, who knows whether the merchants from the Qing Kingdom and even the Eastern Yi and Northern Qi will be out of business because of their interests? Surreptitiously disregarding the Qing Dynasty's ban, secretly importing living and military supplies to the grassland.
If things go on like this, the border ban will be loosened, and the power of the barbarians will become stronger day by day.
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On this day, the Wang Tent finally arrived. Seeing the Crescent Sea under the lonely mountain, the small desert next to the Haizi, and the large green grassland, Fan Xian was also a little dazed by the beautiful scenery. Sure enough, it is different from ordinary places, and there is a unique pattern between heaven and earth.
Especially those green grasslands made Fan Xian feel very strange. This is autumn, why is the grass still green
On the other side of the lonely mountain, countless cattle and sheep are scattered on the broad grassland.
Girls of the Hu ethnic group are washing pots and utensils by the Crescent Sea, preparing to welcome guests from the Central Plains.
It was quiet, and the sky here seemed to be much lower than in other places, even touching the ground of the grassland. The autumn wind blew slightly, and the grass was low, so refreshing.
Fan Xian dismounted and walked, glanced at an ordinary Overwatch Council official behind him, smiled, turned his head, looked at the beautiful scene in front of him, and couldn't help shaking his head.
Xi Huerlang led the hard-working Central Plains businessmen to the tent by the Crescent Sea, let them rest for a while, and said sincerely that after some time, the king will personally host a banquet to entertain these distinguished guests.
The caravan on this trip should be regarded as the largest group of caravans in the whole autumn, so Wang Zhang's hospitality was very attentive.
But Fan Xian always felt a little strange in his heart. The Xihu people's attitude seemed to be too good. Could it be that the Songzhi Fairy Order really had such a profound influence on Wang Zhang
After eating a bit, Fan Xian rubbed his stomach, walked out of the tent, walked to the meadow by the Crescent Sea, and squinted at the surrounding scenery. His current identity is a businessman, except that he can't spy near the king's tent, Xihu doesn't prohibit these Central Plains businessmen from wandering around - no one on the grassland knows him, so there is no need to worry about safety, and the mood is naturally light.
"The sky is blue, the wild is vast..."
He only had time to say six words when he was interrupted by a shout from beside him. Fan Xian looked back and saw a young man walking quickly to his side, shouting hello hastily.
"I only said six words, what's the point?" Fan Xian looked at the young man who looked like a native of the Central Plains with a smile, but his eyes subconsciously glanced at the big tent not far away. He was on the meadow earlier, Just saw this young man coming out of the king's tent. (, If you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original!)