Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

Yu Xuedu hesitated and said in a low voice: "Father...forgive the boy this time, the boy really likes this person, he will become a general of the Tata clan."

"..." Qin Juan's ears perked up, and he took a deep breath of air. Did this idiot come to kill him? Fuck.

King Tata will tear his body into pieces... Qin Juan inevitably trembled.

Sure enough, before he could catch his breath, a cold gaze shot at him.

"..." Seeing Tata King's face, how the hell did you abduct my son's expression, Qin Juan wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Do you like him?" King Tata seemed to be asking.

Yuxuedu was taken aback for a moment, nodded, and just rubbed his chin on King Tata's leg

Hearing this, Qin Juan took another deep breath and clenched his fingers into fists.

I'm afraid I don't really want his life.

King Tata's visible body trembled, staring at his son just like when his father stared at him.

Is this karma?

Today, he finally realized how his father felt when he said he liked so-and-so.

Not particularly uncomfortable, just not very comfortable.

He is still a little bit prepared, his son will always have one or two to inherit a little bit of his preferences.

but……

Why this.

King Tata took a deep breath, thinking that he should calm down for a while, he raised a hand, the servant had followed him for many years, and immediately stepped forward to support him.

It wasn't because he couldn't stand firmly, but because he was afraid that he would tear down the entire king's tent in a fit of anger.

"Your Majesty..." The servant looked at him carefully.

After a moment of silence, King Tata ordered: "Throw them both into the dungeon, and give them only food and nothing else."

After experiencing each other's sloppiest appearance, let's see if they can maintain this joy.

Love is the most impermanent thing in this world.

He always has a way to make Yu Xuedu realize this, but he is still too young to understand what kind of love is the longest in this world.

King Tata had important matters to attend to, so it was impossible to stay in the king's tent today, and the banquet broke up unhappy.

After being dealt with by Wang Shizi's cronies, only those who attended the banquet knew about Wang Shizi's entry into the dungeon, and the three armies were tight-lipped.

This was the first time Yuxuedu was punished to think in the dungeon, her pretty face was full of indifference and deep thought.

He really didn't understand why his father insisted on him contemplating in the dungeon. He had never been punished like this since he was a child, and it was in front of the king and his brothers.

Not far away, Qin Juan was lying on the haystack. It seemed that because of the fruit wine at the banquet, he quickly fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

This is probably the first time Qin Juan took off his mask in front of Yu Xuedu.

Because of drinking, because of the exhaustion of traveling for many days, the moment he entered the dungeon, the dim light stimulated his senses, and he felt drowsy. Sleeping soundly on the haystack.

In the quiet dungeon, the sound of his subtle breathing could be heard, and the dim candlelight shone on his face, adding a bit of softness to his delicate facial features.

Originally, he was surprisingly handsome, but the boy at this moment completely amazed a child in his infancy.

A rare surprise in the world.

This is the first time that Yu Xuedu met someone he thought could be called handsome.

Originally, he hadn't paid attention to any skin, but he did pay attention at this moment.

He was still thinking about the reason why the boy was wearing a mask.

Yu Xuedu just looked at Qin Juan like this, forgetting what his father's original intention for letting him into the dungeon was.

I also forgot the uncomfortable emotion just now.

He only knew that such a time was more joyful than when he was praised by his father and Tai Tuo.

Perhaps because he had never experienced such emotions before, he was a little greedy for the pleasure at this moment.

It would be nice if this pleasure lasted a little longer...

If only this person could stay with him all the time.

Maybe it's too obedient, maybe a child who has followed the rules all his life and has no rebellious period, when he desires something, his emotions are more violent than anyone else.

It was as if he had made up his mind in an instant.

Walking through a small desert, I saw grasslands and rivers intertwined like a net.

Where is this place, the people of Boya Wu have not found out yet.

They had taken off their cavalry uniforms five days ago and turned into caravans.

The merchants selling bronze wares came from the south and headed for the Heilin Palace.

Zhao Huaizhi's people still haven't contacted their pile foundation.

Six years ago, Boya Wu's family set up pile foundations here, if they couldn't be contacted, there was only one reason.

The pile foundations were removed.

It also means that the hidden pile was killed.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to fail to contact a hidden stake in the past half a month.

After the news was released, the deadline for the hidden pile to contact the connector was half a month.

Thinking of this, Zhao Huaizhi took a deep breath. He didn't expect to help him find out such a big thing while looking for Qin Juan.

His hidden pile should have been done by someone.

Whether it was unintentional or was found out on purpose, some things related to him are at risk of being exposed.

Back then, he went from Samarkand to King Dadu alone, and he was able to come back alive thanks to the help of the stump left to him by his father.

I'm afraid that those who don't want him to live a good life also know that there are powerful forces secretly helping him, so they have neglected management for a few years, and they have been caught by the vine?

"Patriarch, there is a village ahead."

When it was dark, he was told by his cronies.

"Go to a few people and inquire." He ordered.

They didn't find the pile foundation, and they didn't receive Danmu's letter. They just walked north based on their intuition.

"Patriarch, there is no one from us here." Half an hour later, the confidant came back.

"The villagers said that eighty miles further north there is a small town called Ge Na."

"Then what is this place?"

"The southernmost edge of the Chuihe River."

Hearing Chuihe, Zhao Huaizhi frowned imperceptibly.

He said, "Let's go to the city of Cona."

From here to Ge Na City is far more than eighty miles, but the villagers in different places have different concepts of mileage

"The person who sent Young Master Duoyan back to Husi's ear has received a letter." The confidant handed the letter to Zhao Huaizhi, "It's good to have a letter from Master Ning Bai."

Zhao Huaizhi took it and hurriedly read it.

King Tata personally conscripted, with a force of about 15.

Ning Bai just told him the latest news, but didn't ask him to go back.

Zhao Huaizhi didn't stay long and set off again.

Zhao Huaizhi and the others arrived in Gona City two days later, but they didn't know at this time that they were only [-] miles away from Tata King's Tent.

Because I couldn't enter the city, I had to wander outside the city to inquire about

A few days later, according to what I heard, it was confirmed that more or less part of King Tata's army was stationed here.

Zhao Huaizhi: "It should be in the north of the city, next to the Chui River. Send two people to investigate at night, and let me know the result within two days."

After more than 20 days without a good rest, Zhao Huaizhi looked exhausted, and there was a trace of blue and black under his eyes.

Called Lu Yuzhang, asked a few words, and let Lu Yuzhang go out.

The two cronies stayed in the house, and Zhao Huaizhi lay on the bed and fell asleep.

When he was extremely sleepy, he fell asleep until he fell into a coma.

It was already noon the next day when the cronies found that he was not sleeping but in a coma.

The confidant took his pulse and sighed: "Over 20 years of Gu poison have drained the Patriarch's vitality, and the remaining poison is lingering. Once the Patriarch is affected, the most terrible thing will happen..."

Zhao Huaizhi really fell into a coma. No matter what method he tried, he tried acupuncture and medicinal baths. He didn't even lift his eyelids for two whole days.

There is no leader in the group, and the cronies are still calm. While looking for a way to save Zhao Huaizhi, they inquire about the whereabouts of the Tata army.

Until this day and night when the confidant came back, he still brought back good news: "There is an army camping thirty miles north of Gona City."

"It's more than seventy miles from here."

"Now the Patriarch's life is in danger, if this matter is not postponed, it is important to save the Patriarch first?"

"But how to save... It's a dilemma. We don't have good medicine and medicine at this time and here, and we may not be able to go back in time."

"Go find Master Qin first, I think Master Qin has a way..."

While they were talking, he looked at Zhao Huaizhi who was lying on the bed.

Seeing that person lying peacefully, it was no different from falling asleep.

His expression was indifferent and calm... and he was still very handsome.

"Stay away." An order came that was neither heavy nor light.

Lu Yuzhang stopped, remained silent for a while, and backed away.

At night, after some cronies discussed it, they decided to send people to sneak into the Tata barracks.

"There is no way, time is running out, the situation has changed now, our Patriarch's life is at stake, it all depends on whether you can successfully complete the task."

"It's not you, you're short and you're too old, you can't." After changing clothes in an orderly manner, they took a three-way detour to the north.

Hid the horse seven or eight miles away from the barracks, and then headed for the barracks.

In recent years, there have been many spies in the barracks who came in unintentionally when they were arresting young men.

Because there are so many such things, each army is more inclined to train boy soldiers.

The younger the age, the better it is for the army, and the probability of being a spy is relatively lower.

Sure enough, among the three of them, the only one who managed to get in was the one with the immature face.

This confidant was sent to the recruits, but he stayed for a day and found that there was nothing to inquire about here.

It's better to go to the cook's camp, where at least you can get in touch with some slaves who follow some adults

So that night he sneaked into the cook camp again.

When it was dark, the cook's camp was turned off, and the little friend sat on the wooden stake in front of the camp in a daze. At this time, a man who he saw was extremely tall came over carrying two large wooden barrels.

The man was still muttering words.

Tata dialect is not much different from Mongolian dialect, and you can understand it if you listen carefully.

It was probably saying: How can I have such an unlucky master, I will ask him to do all kinds of bad things, what should I do if the servants of King Tata find out, tell me to sneak around... why don't they come by themselves.

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