[Qin] Qin Shi

"Little general, if you ask for help, you must have the attitude of asking for help. You must let those people know that the sky in Yanbei is supported by us businessmen." The merchant stood by the door with a smile on his face. , there is a lot of meaning in it either to agree, or to see off the guests on the spot.

As for Bai Shu, he raised his eyes to look at the man, his eyelids blocked the rolling emotions in his eyes: "Okay," he said in a calm voice, "as long as I beg you according to your idea, then you will open a warehouse to release food, right?"

"I will consider it, and I will lend you food." The merchant corrected Bai Shu's statement without haste. He became more interested, "Little General, you have thought about it, do you really want to make this deal?"

He looked at the young man sitting on the guest seat with his back straight and his brows not yet fully opened, and he suddenly expressed his love for talent: "Actually, the little general doesn't have to do this for Xin Pinghou. He just left as he said, presumably I didn't expect you to be able to clean up the troubles he left behind. You are very capable at a young age, wouldn't it be easier to help the old man manage the chamber of commerce?"

As someone who has experienced it, he can see it clearly: "Today's Yanbei, anyone who takes over is troublesome, even Handan has given up, isn't it?" Speaking of this, he looked at Bai Shu's eyes with a bit of admiration , "It's you, little general, who can stand up at this time, I really admire you."

Bai Shu didn't care about his praise, instead, he took this opportunity to add chips to his own balance: "Since I admire you, why don't you give me all the food and grass you have in Yanbei."

"The little general has a lot of taste." Bai Shu took this opportunity to take a step forward, and the merchant was not annoyed, "Look at you, you are so committed to your original intention - obviously we talked about it before, but I lent you food and grass, So that you can spend this winter, right? Talking about it, how can it be a donation.”

"At this juncture, it's not good to make money for the country, isn't it?" Bai Shu didn't let it go, and looked directly at the man, "Nowadays, the Yanbei Chamber of Commerce walks and disperses, and there are so many people who avoid me Under the circumstances, you and I have been entangled here for so long, if you say that you are not waiting, it is unbelievable."

The merchant didn't deny it either: "Maybe the old man is a little slow to pack things just because his family has a big business?"

"I've been paying attention to it since just now." I was not moved by the merchant's words. In fact, when Bai Shu raised his eyes, his amber eyes were clear, "You have been talking about Mr. Xinping— —It’s not like asking for debts, but more like asking for something.”

The wealthy middle-aged man had a smile on his face, did not answer, but brought up another topic: "If the old man's information is not bad, the current border army has less than half a month's supply of food and grass--Little General, Xin Pinghou stayed behind How are you going to solve this big trouble?"

"If Mr. Xinping really lent you such a large sum of food and grass, why have I never seen anyone come to collect the debt for so many years?" The momentum of the words, "It is true that you borrowed food and grass, but you never thought of asking the Northern Army to return it, right?"

"Young general, you really overestimated this old man. This old man is in business, not charity." The man shook his head unhurriedly, and pointed to the silk cloth in Bai Shu's hand, "This white cloth with black characters It's clearly written, but Mr. Xinping avoided the old man no matter what, and the old man couldn't find anyone even if he wanted a debt."

Bai Shu stared closely at the man, trying to find the credibility of his words from his face, but Bai Shu could not easily see through the face of the businessman who spent most of his life traveling around.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you in a fit of anger and just take it by force?" Bai Shu glanced past the butler who seemed to have no combat power, and then fell back on the grain merchant, "As long as you die, then I'm the only one who can tell what's going on in your house, right?"

"Or, I don't need to say anything," eyes narrowed slightly, "just take it. If you die, I will kill the chicken to make an example to the monkey. Presumably other people will be afraid and don't need me to look for it, so they will take the food one by one. Bring it to your door."

However, in the face of Bai Shu's murderous words, the grain merchant still had the cheerful Buddha appearance: "Of course the little general will. Yesterday the little general entered the city from the north gate with a bag dripping with blood. You didn’t want to hide it from others, didn’t you—I heard that it was a bag of Huns’ ears.”

"That's right, the little general is completely different from Shinpei-kun—if you want to get the head of the subordinate, you can do it." He said, and even took two steps forward on his own initiative, with no fear on his face Meaning, "I'm laying down this head, but it's here, waiting for the little general to pick it up in person."

Looking at him with a fearless appearance, Bai Shu saw his fearlessness and his reticence, and tasted the taste of powerlessness for a long time.He let go of the fingers holding the silk cloth, and his whole body suddenly collapsed: "What do you want from me?"

The words were powerless and frustrated: "Since you want me to have a begging attitude, you should have already thought about the conditions."

"That depends on what the little general wants to do next." The grain merchant didn't answer the question, but asked Bai Shu instead. He lowered his voice, and his kind face matched his voice, which seemed very strange, " You are not asking for food for the border army, but for the people in this city."

"So what?"

"How about it..." The grain merchant snorted, "little general, why do you care about those who don't want to do it? Whether they live or die, it doesn't matter."

Regarding this, Bai Shu felt that he had nothing to say: "But I care."

"Then little general," he said with a more open smile on his face, "how much can you do for those irrelevant people?"

How far can you go for someone who doesn't want to do it?

"He knelt?"

On the first day, the merchant fed his eagle and asked his housekeeper casually.

"Kneeling outside the gate of the mansion." The housekeeper was puzzled by his master's actions, but he answered seriously.

Shang Jia hummed, fed the raw meat in his hand to the eagle, and did not speak any more.

The next day, the merchant asked the butler the same question again.

The butler also gave the same answer as yesterday, but after the silence, the butler cautiously probed: "Do you want him to continue kneeling? It's been two days. If it goes on for longer, the reputation in the city... ..."

"Kneel until he can't hold it anymore," Shang Jia's words could be said to be indifferent, he looked up at the taupe falcon crouching on the tree, "Don't stop him, since he has the determination, let him kneel. "

"Then the people in the city should avoid it?" The housekeeper couldn't bear it, "He is younger than Miss this year..."

"This is the path he chose," the merchant interrupted him. "When the old man escaped, he was only one or two years older than him. He stumbled and fought for his current family business. He wanted such an easy life." Take over everything? How can there be such a good thing in this world—how long do you think he can last?"

After all, he is his master, so he is naturally biased: "The young general has a strong body, and he is only a little tired today, and he should be able to carry on for another two or three days." The old farmer said, looking at this day, Luoxue may be in the past few days."

"Prepare the invitation card and invite my old man's friends to come to my house to watch the scenery tomorrow." He didn't bluntly say what scenery to see, but the butler knew everything in his heart. Since they are all friends, naturally they have many contacts on weekdays.They don't have much income in their mansion these days, the only thing that can be said to be novel is the one at the door——

Thinking of this, the butler couldn't help showing a little hesitation on his face.

Naturally, merchants would not miss the pause of their old buddy: "Okay, the one outside the door is not as harmless as you think." He has traveled all over the world, who has never seen it before, "That's just wearing fake leather to sneak into the flock, Hibernating and waiting is just to kill a few more wolves. It’s just that I don’t know how to treat myself as a sheep.”

Recalling the shock in his heart when he heard that the young man entered the city with dead ears in a blood suit that day, the merchant chuckled softly: "I never thought, the old man has lost his sight these few years, and he really thinks that he can call Lian Poliu." The one in Yanbei is a harmless brat."

The butler still didn't understand why he wanted to provoke others when his master was so well-behaved, but his master naturally didn't want to make too many comments, so he had to bend down and say yes respectfully.

The merchant didn't care about the housekeeper's confusion. He looked at his eagle: "When I was young, I always felt that I could turn the world upside down. It's good to let him know that things in this world don't always go as he wants." He said While smiling, he stroked the tamed eagle, "You can only be obedient if you see it a lot, right?"

The butler shivered for no reason, and quietly looked up at his master.

"Do you know how to boil an eagle?" The man smiled, his eyes were horrifying, "cover the eagle's eyes, tie his claws to a stick, so that he cannot see people, and don't let him fly. Don't feed him or water him, He was not allowed to rest, just endured like this. When he was exhausted to the extreme, he would fall to the ground."

The brown eagle was extremely cute in his hands, and he couldn't see the ferocity of the sky lord at all.

"At this time, you can rinse the eagle's head with clean water, and then let it drink some water. Often at this time, the eagle, which is so hungry that it is only skin and bones and has no energy at all, will become extremely dependent on the person who feeds it. At this time, the eagle training can begin."

"Most eagles can't go through this process. They either died in the process of boiling the eagles, or were directly strangled to death after recovering wildly during the process of eagle training. But those who survived... .”

The man meaningfully pressed his hand on his falcon's neck:

"They are all obedient eagles."

The author has something to say: In fact, merchants wrote two versions. The following is the second version, which follows the main text of "I really think that the one who can make Lian Po stay in Yanbei is a harmless little ghost." Here:

"But young people, after all, they are still a little anxious. Don't worry too much. They won't learn how to step on others to climb up."

The butler didn't understand, but he trusted his master: "Since you want to torture him, why do you entertain guests? If those people saw it, wouldn't you want to laugh at him?" The young man is young and energetic, maybe Not only will I not accept your kindness, but I will also hold grudges against you.

"If you don't entertain guests, how do you know who is the enemy and who is the friend in Yanbei today?" The merchant chuckled, "Let's see, tomorrow's banquet will still be good-looking." Looking up, he raised his hand to call the eagle, as if he mentioned it unintentionally, "Where is the border army?"

"Someone came to persuade you yesterday and was chased away by the little general. It seems that he is really determined to stand against you to the end."

The merchant let out a sigh, looking at the eagle that landed on his arm, wondering what he was thinking.

Butler: "But aren't you afraid that he will hold grudges against you?"

"Remember the grudge," the man teased the sharp-eyed Falcon, in a nonchalant tone, "it's easier to move forward if you hate someone than to respect someone, isn't it? Besides, this old man is just trying to build a bridge, since he really knelt down Now, the old man naturally has to keep his promise and call someone for him. How many people can be persuaded and how many people can win him over depends entirely on his own ability."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at his butler: "I know what you want to ask, have you seen the fire in that child's eyes?" He stroked the eagle's feathers with his fingers, "Isn't that someone who will succumb to the hawk? A child of authority is not like Lian Po, who will be mentally smoothed and run away from battle."

"You can single-handedly chase down the Xiongnu's team for the sake of the people of a village, let go of the whole body, let go of a few informants, stir up the anger of the Huns, and drag the hatred that was originally just a few villages to the present day. Confrontation of probabilities—that kid has deeper thoughts than you can imagine."

And on the second day after returning to the city, I can think of running around to see him to borrow food, not for the border army, but for the people.There are many ways in this, if it is said that the little devil only saw two steps, he would not believe it.

I was a little bit looking forward to what he would do after borrowing the food.But thinking of his old friend, the man sighed again: "Lian Po is also cruel, and threw such a cub off the cliff. I just hope he doesn't fall to the bottom of the valley before he can fly."

As if reflecting his words, the brown falcon on his arm pecked at his own wings and spread its wings to take off.

The merchant looked up at his eagle: "The eagle that grew up in the grassland is so handsome."