My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 188 Copy Wu begging to buy luck again, all beasts scream together! (1)

Wanyan Shili had a smile on his face, and he was not polite, he went to the animal skin and sat down.

Then he said: "I'm very curious, what kind of person is your Song wife, that you can risk your life to marry her? Song envoy, do you know that my brothers are now discussing how to kill you and your mission."

"I'm also very curious, you and I just met once, we've never met each other, we don't know each other, you don't even know my family background, what kind of relatives are there in the family, you want to marry me as your wife, and you want to go to Song Dynasty with me and my relatives? "

"Women from my Wanyan family take pride in marrying a first-class hero in the world. Your martial arts riding and archery ruled the world, which is just right for me. I am willing to marry you and have children for you! As for your background, yes It doesn't matter whether the Song people are Liao people or Jin people."

Wanyan Shili's eyes were clear: "I have reached the age of marriage, and I will marry soon. In short, I will marry my father and my brothers. They hope that the person I marry will win people's hearts, not the one I like. So, since I met you this time, the key is that I have taken a fancy to you, it is the gift of the gods, how can I let you go?"

"My mother said that if a woman wants to marry a satisfactory person in her life, she can only seize the opportunity. My mother recklessly married my father back then. Although there are many women around my father, Treat her well, and she will be happy until she dies."

"As long as you can marry the man you like, even if it's only for one day, it's worth it."

While speaking, a layer of mist formed in Wanyan Shili's eyes.

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, and said calmly: "I understand the princess's thoughts very well, but you and I are not suitable, and I would rather die than divorce my wife. If your country insists on forcing me, then I can only die together!"

Hearing Wang Lin's words, Wanyan Shili was not ashamed and annoyed, he looked at Wang Lin quietly and said, "Wang Lin, I know that you are strong in martial arts and think highly of yourself, but have you ever thought that when I went to Beijing and was surrounded by the army, Even if you have great abilities, you will definitely die without a place to die, why do you have to offend my royal father, offend my Dajin and his important officials, and become enemies of my Dajin?"

Wang Lin said indifferently: "The only thing is death."

Wanyan Shili's clear eyes turned on Wang Lin, and he couldn't help laughing again: "No wonder people say that the Song people are different from the Liao people. Some Song people still have a lot of backbone. The so-called jade is better than a tile? This is Are you in good spirits?"

"It's just the bottom line, not integrity."

Wang Lin shrugged: "If you and I get married, if one day the situation forces you to abandon me, or simply kill me to avoid future troubles, what will you do? Will you obey?"

Wanyan Shili's face became serious: "That is naturally impossible. Although I am a golden man, I also know the truth that women should stick to each other. Even if one day I look down on you and want to part ways with you, it will be you and me. How can things between them be affected by external forces?"

"That's it. People have the same heart, and things have the same reason. Forgive me, the princess, I have no intention of targeting the princess this time."

Wanyan Shili smiled delicately: "Hey, I get it, you Song people have a lot of thoughts, and these messy twists and turns are really hard to understand. But, Wang Lin, if you agree to my father this time, Huang Xiu Wife, in fact, I will look down on you, and I will never marry you."

"In that case, Wang Lin, let me show you a clear path."

Wanyan Shili got up and walked towards the door, with a curvaceous figure, she said again: "My father is very serious about forming an alliance with Song, he will not kill you. The main ones who insist on killing you are my elder brothers. You Now you can go to my uncle Wu Qimai... My uncle Wu Qimai is hosting a banquet for you tonight, I have passed the word to you, don't forget to attend the banquet."

Wanyan Shili smiled lightly and left.

Murong Wan'er stepped in.

She pursed her lips with a cold face, and all her worries were on her face.

Wang Lin chuckled, and patted her on the shoulder casually: "Okay, Mrs. Murong, you are so jealous."

Murong Wan'er's face turned red: "Where is it?"

Murong Wan'er immediately realized that she had no right to be jealous. She was at best a subordinate by Wang Lin's side, and she was also a non-staff subordinate.

There is only an exchange of interests, where is the emotional component?

In fact, she no longer insisted on marrying into the palace.

As long as she can stay by Wang Lin's side, it is an acceptable result for her and for the Murong family.

"Is the Murong family's trade with the Jin people mainly based on horses?" Wang Lin asked.

Murong Wan'er shook her head: "The tea-horse trade is just one of them, mainly the porcelain, silk and satin cloth that Jin people like, and... a little salt."

"Salt?" Wang Lin's heart skipped a beat.

The official sells salt and iron, and Song Dynasty will never allow salt to be sold to foreign countries.

I am afraid that the Murong family is operating a private salt trade.

Of course, this is not a big deal, there are many merchants selling private salt in Song Dynasty.

There are even ironware and crafts secretly sold to the Liao people and the Jin people.

"Miss Murong, selling smuggled salt to a foreign country is ultimately a traitorous act that violates the criminal laws of the Song Dynasty, and there are certain risks."

Murong Wan'er was silent for a while, then said: "If you feel inappropriate, we will stop in the future."

"No, no, that's not what I mean. What I mean is that selling Song salt to Jin people, Korean people, and other overseas countries is a traitor to the country, but if you make gold salt and sell it to Jin people... it is legal and legal to make money. "

Murong Wan'er smiled wryly: "My lord, the salt mines of the Jin people are also controlled by the Jin people's court, just like the Song Dynasty."

"Look at this thing." Wang Lin took out a small bag of fine white salt from his bosom.

Murong Wan'er glanced at it, then asked in surprise: "Is this the Snowflake Salt that Bohai Company is selling recently?"

The Bohai firm under Wang Lin's name made a lot of money selling some strange things, including this rare snowflake salt.

"Miss Murong, I can teach you the only way to refine sea salt and purify it into snowflake salt. Your Murong family will be responsible for refining it overseas, and trade salt with overseas countries including the Jin people. The income from your Murong family will be deducted. How about you and I being [-]/[-] after your cost?"

Murong Wan'er was ecstatic.

What a wonderful method with huge profits, Wang Lin would actually share it with her and the Murong family.

Such trust... She couldn't control the emotion in her heart, and she shed tears instantly.

Wang Lin sighed softly, and couldn't help but stepped forward to give her a hug, "You don't have to do this, this is a matter of mutual benefit, as long as you Murong family don't betray me, you can do what I promised you Murong family earlier. arrive."

Murong Wan'er blushed, and took advantage of the situation to hug Wang Lin's waist tightly.

"It's done. I'll go to see Wu Qimai in a while. I want to discuss this deal with Wu Qimai. I need Jinren's war horses! The more the better!"

During the trip to sea, Murong Wan'er won Wang Lin's trust with practical actions.

In return, he needs to give Murong some sweets to eat, so as not to make it difficult for Murong Wan'er in the family.

In addition, he gradually began to deploy overseas, and he could not do without the help of Murong, who has been operating overseas for many years.

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At this time, the Kingdom of Jin had just been established and had just gotten rid of the era of tribal alliances. In terms of power transfer, it was still in the traditional regulatory stage of brothers and brothers, so Wu Qimai could be the legal heir of Aguda.

confirm.

But it is conceivable that after gradually accepting the political philosophy of the Liao family passing on from father to son, these sons of Aguda will more or less have other ideas.

In addition, there is also Wanyan Zonghan, who is an ambitious man with real power like Nianhan and his son, and he is also thinking about Aguda's position.

Therefore, although the involution of the Jinren is not as treacherous and intense as the Central Plains Dynasty, it is also an undercurrent.

Judging from the historical results, Wu Qimai took over smoothly, and Aguda became the second emperor after his death, but in fact the process was not so smooth.

After all, history is more about results.

And the history books are the history books of the victors.

A lot of dark things will only leave incomplete scales and half-claws in the history books.

As Aguda's legal successor, Wu Qimai also had to strengthen his own power, which meant that he naturally stood on the opposite side of Aguda's sons and Nianhan father and son.

At this juncture when Aguda's disciples could force Aguda to massacre the Song mission, Wu Qimai was very calm. He took the initiative to invite the Song envoy to a banquet. response.

This banquet was secretly followed by countless dignitaries of the Kingdom of Jin.

Wang Lin went to Wu Qimai's residence alone.

A simpler wooden building at the back of the Aguda wooden building is surrounded by tall wooden fences, made of birch wood that is common to Jin people.

Wu Qimai greeted him at the door with a smile.

Wang Lin also came forward to pay respects with a smile.

The two entered the banquet hall arm in arm, all of which fell into the eyes of those who cared, and the news spread to every family immediately.

Wu Qimai's current official position is extremely knowledgeable.

This is not only the chief minister, but also the heir, and the marshal of the army.

Prime Minister of State.

Therefore, it is generally called "most rate".

Wu Qimai's residence is relatively elegantly furnished, and it is warmer than Aguda's "Wangwangzhai".

The room is actually covered with soft carpets, and there are several paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wooden walls, which are not known to be Liao people or Song people. In particular, there is an exquisite animal stove on the red sandalwood table in the middle, in which sandalwood incense rises.

Wu Qimai welcomed Wang Lin into the room, and was about to let go, but felt that Wang Lin was holding his hand tightly, and felt a little strange in his heart.

However, he is gentle and elegant, and admires the modesty of the Han people, so he didn't pull his hand away for a while.

Fortunately, Wang Lin then took the initiative to let go of his hand.

Wu Qimai suddenly saw that Wang Lin's face was full of red, and there was a certain flying look between his brows. The whole person stood there, like a green pine tall and straight, and like a sharp sword piercing the sky, unstoppable.

Wu Qimai secretly praised, no wonder the emperor said that this person is indeed a man of destiny, such an invisible aura is not something ordinary people can have.

Wu Qimai didn't know that Wang Lin had successfully copied his luck at this moment.

At this moment, the lavender cloud representing luck is darker in color and is jumping on top of Wang Lin's head.

And the blood in Wang Lin's dantian was like a volcano erupting, like a dragon swimming among his limbs and bones, Wang Lin once again felt that the power was about to lose control.

He instantly needs a channel to vent his strength, so as to solidify the stability of his luck, but at this time he doesn't know how to do it, and the father of the system doesn't have any valuable reminders, so he can only follow his instinctive reaction.

(End of this chapter)