The Crown Prince Chases His Wife

In the northwest, outside the customs, several carriages galloped through the rolling hills.

In the car at the head, a young man in brocade clothes was pale, resisting the tumult in his stomach, letting the fast-moving carriage take him up and down, and his body collided with the car wall from time to time.

"Uncle Luo, how long does it take, how long does it take to get to Gucheng..."

Before he could finish speaking, the young man quickly stuck his head out of the car window and finally couldn't help but vomit.

On the other side of the car sat a middle-aged man in a plain long gown. He frowned and opened the car curtain on the other side, looking at the barren rock mound in front of him, his frown slightly stretched.

"Out of the front pass, it is less than ten miles away from Gucheng. I hope the guards can hold it back."

This middle-aged man is Wenluo, the shopkeeper of the wealthy businessman Yu's family in Yangzhou, and the adopted son of the old man of the family.

Three years ago, when the old man passed away, and the day after the old man was buried, Wen Luo was now in charge. Wen Luo's righteous brother Yu Shenghai was sent to the northwest to open up a business road.

At that time, the truce between Daxia and the Turks and Xirong was less than a year. Daxia reopened the border market and encouraged border trade with the Western Regions with extremely low tariffs. At that time, he was sent to the northwest to seize business opportunities under the pretense of seizing business opportunities, but he also kicked Wenluo out of the center of power at home.

Gucheng, which is located a hundred miles away from Xiaoguan Pass on the northwest border of Daxia, is on the only road from Daxia to the Western Regions. This is also the junction of the three kingdoms of Daxia, Xirong and the Turks. It was originally a three-no-go zone, and there were mixed people of three religions, such as refugees, fugitives, swordsmen, and bandits from various countries.

Since Daxia reopened the border city, a group of silver armored cavalry occupied Gucheng with a tough attitude, turning it into a border trade port between Daxia and the Western Regions. These cavalrymen are called Silver Armored Guards, and their leaders are called Gucheng City Lords.

Now that things are stable, the firm run by Wenluo has also established a foothold in Gucheng, and has made a lot of profits.

A few months ago, Wenluo returned to Yangzhou to worship his ancestors. The young man beside him, Yu Qing, the youngest son of the head of the family, wanted to follow Wenluo to Gucheng on the grounds of studying business.

How could Wen Luo not understand? It's true that Yu Qing studied business, but it's true that he came to Gucheng and stared at the business.

This righteous brother is really worried about his cheap brother.

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A frantic horse's hooves, mixed with shouts, came from behind the convoy. It was the horse bandits chasing after them. The people in the **** bureau were probably fierce.

"Master, abandon the car and get on the horse, it's important to save your life." Wen Luo said solemnly to the young man.

Yu Qing threw the mouth-wiping Jinpa out of the window,

"Abandoned the car? If I lost the goods the first time I ran the business, Master, what face is there to go back, I might as well die here!"

Hearing this, Wen Luo sighed in his heart.

There are so many people in the world struggling to survive, but this little young master who grew up in a gentle and rich town is so easy to say death!

"Uncle Luo, the elders of the clan say that you have the true inheritance of your grandfather, and your methods are even more discerning than your father's? Can't handle this scene? Isn't it exaggerated?" Yu Qing's tone was slightly sarcastic.

Before the words fell, the horse bandits forced the heavy-loaded convoy to stop. The bandits beat the horses around the convoy, shouting and screaming, and the horses of the convoy kicked anxiously.

"What to do, what to do, Uncle Luo?"

Yu Qing changed his teasing, and looked at Wen Luo eagerly with a face full of fear.

Wen Luo thought about whether it would be worthwhile to exchange the goods for his life, although the goods and road costs were not a small loss. If the goods are lost, the head of Yangzhou will seize this matter and make a big fuss. At this point, I'm afraid I can't ask for more.

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"Silver Armor! It's the Silver Armor!"

The sudden commotion outside interrupted Wen Luo's thoughts.

Wen Luo immediately opened the curtain of the car, and a group of silver-armored cavalrymen in front of them, with billowing smoke and dust, rushed from the direction of Gucheng. The hoofs roared, and there was an imposing force of thousands of horses. It was the famous Gucheng Yinjiawei outside Guan. .

Oh, life should not end!

The bandit leader looked at the approaching Yinjia cavalry. Although he was reluctant to part with these fat sheep, he was afraid of the ferocity of the Yinjia guard. These soldiers are all well-equipped and skilled. They don't act like soldiers, but like hungry wolves. There is no chance of winning in a head-to-head confrontation with them.

The bandit leader gritted his teeth and said:

"Brothers withdraw!"

The bandits quickly fled away from the mound.

Silver Armor Guards stood on the horse before the convoy, not chasing the fleeing horse bandits, but remained silent.

The four fields were silent, only the sound of the horses' noses was heard, as if they were waiting for something.

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Suddenly, Wen Luo heard the sound of chariots and horses and turned to look.

I saw a black carriage coming from behind them. The horses in front of the carriage were tall and strong, with shiny hair. Wen Luo recognized that it was the best Dawan horse, and a horse was worth thousands of dollars.

With two great horse-drawn carriages, who is so arrogant outside this pass?

The carriage approached the convoy, the speed slowed down, and the silver armored guards shouted in unison,

"City Lord!".

Wen Luo heard the voice of the city lord of Yinjiawei, and then realized it later, and immediately asked the convoy to avoid it. He got out of the car immediately and stood beside the car.

When the frame passed by, Wen Luo bowed and bowed.

"Wenluo, the shopkeeper of Yu's business in Xiagu City, thank the city lord for his rescue. If the city lord will use our business in the future, please feel free to tell me."

At this time, the curtain behind Wen Luo was lifted, and a head arched out.

"It's gone? Uh...".

Yu Qing was covered tightly by Wen Luo, who turned back. Wen Luo really didn't want this idiot young master to collide with the city lord and cause trouble.

The car stopped, and the driver was a young girl in a black suit. The young girl jokingly glanced at Wenluo and the teenager behind her.

"Treasurer Wen, next time you can look at the hour. You won't be able to enter the city after the Youshi. This barren countryside will be fed to wolves."

"..." Yu Qing couldn't help but shuddered.

"Thank you for the reminder, let's go now, let's go now." Wen Luoha said with a waist.

The girl flicked the reins, the carriage drove straight to Gucheng, and Yinjiawei also followed the city owner's frame and left.

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Here Wen Luo stuffed Yu Qing, who was still looking forward, into the car, and told the driver to enter the city quickly.

Yu Qing looked curious,

"The girls outside this gate are all so pretty? They just don't have a good temper."

Wen Luo leaned back against the wall of the car and closed his eyes to rest and did not continue.

"Eh? Uncle Luo, isn't this by the way? We still need to thank them specially?"

Wen Luo couldn't help but wonder, is this young master really a business man?

Wen Luo sighed softly and said patiently:

"In the business field, it is not easy to connect with dignitaries and dignitaries. If you can have a name and a relationship, you must seize the opportunity. The most important thing is not to be afraid of being indebted to people, and you will have to pay back. You can establish contact with me when you come and go. This is the second lesson for the young master in this business trip."

"Second class? What about the first class?" Yu Qing was puzzled.

"Lesson 1, punctuality. As I said, in the daytime, the Pingxi Army of Xiaoguan and the Silver Armor of Gucheng will patrol this road to protect the caravan. However, before the sun goes down, the patrolling army will meet. Back to camp, this road is no longer safe. Young master should not be greedy for the scenery, get off frequently and miss the time."

"I know Uncle Luo." Although he didn't like the uncle's long-windedness, Yu Qing still remembered that before going out, his father's repeated instructions made him stare at the management of Gucheng's industry and carefully learn Uncle Luo's methods.

Wen Luo leaned back against the swaying car wall and held the mountain root with one hand. For the first time in many years, he felt tired. Walking on this trade route for so many years, I have never encountered such a mistake. Over the years, Wenluo has done his best to his family. Is it time to go back to your hometown to marry a wife and have children, and find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to raise your life?

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Youzheng, Wen Luo finally arrived outside the east gate of Gucheng before the city gate closed with a tired motorcade.

As a teenager, although he was tired and frightened after a day's journey, he still looked around with great interest, looking at the scene around him that was very different from Jiangnan.

Different from the delicate and delicate Yangzhou, there are large khaki and rough scene lines everywhere. The dry air is mixed with the smell of dust and horse manure, and the sight and smell all impact Yu Qing's senses.

The city wall of Gucheng is towering, with signs of reinforcement and renovation, and it seems to have experienced a tragic attack and defense. Under the city wall is a three-zhang-wide moat, and Yu Qing and his motorcade are entering the city on the suspension bridge over the moat.

Looking up, the icy scabbard of the guards on duty could be seen on the city wall, but Yu Qing's hanging heart fell to the ground after being chased by the horse bandits just now.

After submitting the documents, the motorcade slowly entered the city, Wen Luo did not forget to instruct Yu Qing,

"Master, the city is full of fish and dragons, so be careful when you speak and do things."

Yu Qingzheng probed out, perfunctory impatiently,

"I know! I know!"

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There are various shops and vendors in the street market, shouting and bargaining one after another, and occasionally there are other languages ​​that Yu Qing does not understand. People come and go on the street, and many people from the Central Plains are also mixed with blond and blue-eyed faces from the Western Regions.

The dazzling array of commodities is even more dazzling, in addition to silk, porcelain, tea, calligraphy and painting, and study rooms in the Central Plains. These are valuable treasures in the eyes of Western merchants, and nobles from various countries in the Western Regions are eager to pursue them.

In addition to the Central Plains products, there are also jewelry and leather goods from the Western Regions, all kinds of spices, and colorful and colorful carpets. Looking at this bustling street market, Yu Qing couldn't believe that this was a bitter and cold Guanwai, not the prosperous Yangzhou.

The carriage drove past an intersection, and suddenly a beast roared, and Yu Qing jumped back into the carriage in shock, widened his eyes, and looked at Wen Luo with a smile on his face.

Wen Luo smiled and comforted,

"That is the lion of the Western Regions. There are many rare and exotic animals in the horse market, which are not seen by ordinary people in the Central Plains. The powerful people in Shangjing will buy them to keep in the garden, or hunt and play. If the young master is interested, tomorrow You can go for a walk."

Yu Qing was stunned, but couldn't hold back his curiosity, and stuck his head out again.

Vendors were cleaning up their stalls one after another. Occasionally, guards wearing black armor and holding sabres passed by on the street. People seemed to be accustomed to it, and it did not affect their level of bargaining in the slightest.

Here, the use of force to maintain order is not to intimidate the people, but to protect life and property.

In front of them were two Persians and a businessman from the Central Plains. The three blushed and were arguing in a low voice, which looked very strange.

Yu Qing asked Wen Luo to take a look, Wen Luo glanced at it, and explained:

"If you make trouble without a reason, you will be expelled from the city. The risk outside the city is too great. Losing money is a trivial matter, but losing your life is not worth it. The price is stalemate, and disputes have to be suffocated to prevent being labeled as a troublemaker. There's this hilarious scene."

While speaking, the convoy had arrived at Yu's Firm, and the guys from the firm came to hand over the goods.

After more than a month of travel, I can finally sleep peacefully today.

Looking back at the bustling street market, Yu Qing couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Gucheng gathers caravans from all over the world, maybe there are spies from enemy countries, and occasionally some desperadoes who lick blood on the edge of the knife, but it is a scene of Haiyan Qinghe.

What kind of a powerful person can the city lord of Gucheng who can hold down these evil spirits?

The author says:

Gucheng, its geographical location, is overhead on the northern line of the eastern section of the ancient Silk Road, out of Xiaoguan, outside Guyuan, roughly in the area of ​​Pingchuan and Haiyuan.