"Haha, may I ask, sir, if you have any advice? Xiaobei, pour some tea."
Feng Rushan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and asked unhurriedly.
This is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a slightly slender face, two straight eyebrows, triangular eyes flashing, bottomless black, looking very deep, and a slightly bulging upper lip. He wears a mustache, but his lower lip is slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned. He is obviously strong, bold and versatile. The so-called hawk-like appearance in photo books is what he has tried and tested.
Murong Xuefei and He Shuang were gossiping. There was no need to avoid people, and their voices were naturally loud. However, the middle-aged man eavesdropped on the two women for no reason. What should I say about such people? Feng Rushan was not willing to deal with them.
"My dear, Minjing, I am planning to go to Jinji Fort in the near future. The war is raging in Jinji Fort. I would like to be with you two. May I ask your surname, sir?"
Min Jing pulled up a chair, sat down firmly, took He Shuang's tea, drank it in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile.
"Where do Mr. Mu Yan, Mu Xue, and Min from the Canglang clan always make their fortune?"
Three years ago, Sha Ben, the chief of the Quanrong tribe in the East, suddenly claimed to be Chanyu and burned to death the consolation envoy stationed at Jinji Fort. The three thousand soldiers and horses stationed at Jinji Fort were almost wiped out. The entire Eastern Black Eagle Grassland was destroyed. With his face rotten, Xuanxi Tianwei, the Great Khan of the Black Wolf Clan, was furious. With Qingfu as his general, he led an army of 100,000 to conquer Shaben. The war went smoothly at the beginning. Qingfu regained the Golden Rooster Fort in the first battle. Unexpectedly, Qingfu failed after that. Still unable to capture the main force of the Quanrong tribe, the war fell into a stalemate.
As soon as the war flag was raised, the world was shocked. Among other things, money was spent like running water. The most important one was naturally official errands, but there were also many private businessmen who took the opportunity to make a fortune and become rich overnight. The myth has made many people ready to take action. Feng Rushan estimates that Min Jing is also one of the adventurers.
"Hey, I'm just a scholar. I don't have the power to tie a chicken. I shouldn't have read a few military books, but I have never been to the battlefield in person. It seems that the battle of Jinji Fort may not be concluded within three to five years. ¡¡.¡±
Min Jing¡¯s voice was not high, but it sounded very clear.
", I have a small amount of money, and I also know a few friends who are in the cold stone business. Mr. Mu will not give up. When I come back from Jinji Castle, I will introduce my friends to Mr. Mu. I dare not tell you more than a few dozen cold stones." stone,¡¡."
Nine-Yang Stone Armor is widely used in making arrows and armor with Yang attributes. It is one of the strategic materials. However, when private individuals purchase Nine-Yang Stone Armor to go to Lahasa, most of the targets are Cold Stone, Min Jing Qing, etc. He threw out his bait lightly.
"Mr. Min has great ambitions, and Mu Yan admires him. We went to Lahasa, just for a casual tour, I'm afraid we can't help Mr. Min."
He and De Leng had just settled down. They looked powerful and more or less like warriors, but when they arrived at the Golden Rooster Castle, in the eyes of ordinary people, Murong Xuefei and He Shuang were both figures who needed protection. Min Jing claimed that he was from a wealthy family. The rich man, at least not short of money, had to escort him on his "field inspection" at Jinji Fort. There were many incomprehensible things, and Feng Rushan instinctively didn't want to get into trouble.
"Oh, Mr. Min is a versatile man in both civil and military affairs. Do you have a map of the distribution of cold stones? The more detailed the better, we need natural cold stones that have not been processed"
Murong Xuefei did not think Min Jing was a trouble.
A scholar who has failed in his studies, but has a high ambition, wants to change his career and make contributions to foreign lands. He should first go to the field to investigate and accumulate some practical experience, which can be used as capital for his future career. He can find a few Is it normal for a samurai to protect his own life?
Of course, Murong Xuefei is not interested in being a nanny, her goal is Han Shi.
"Haha, the general map of cold stone distribution is not difficult, but the detailed distribution map requires a little more effort"
The distribution of cold stones in Lahasa is definitely not random. Based on the cold stones that have been discovered, someone has summarized some regular things, which is the so-called cold stone distribution map. Some of them are thick and some are thin. Unfortunately, , even the simplest distribution map is not accessible to just anyone.
Of course, since Min Jing has friends who are engaged in the cold stone business, the simplest cold stone distribution map, the so-called general map, is not a problem for him.
"The general plan is fine too. Mr. Min, we will set off the day after tomorrow"
Seeing that Feng Rushan had no firm objection, Murong Xuefei began to arrange a general framework for cooperation between the two parties.
"The day after tomorrow! Mu Xue doesn't look like a guard!"
Min Jing paid Feng Rushan and the others to escort him on his trip to the Golden Rooster Fort. Logically speaking, he should be the one to arrange the trip, but Murong Xuefei did not act "reasonably" at all. Min Jing could only smile bitterly.
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?"Feng Rushan, I see that you don't like Min Jing very much. Why, do you think there's anything wrong with him?"
Feng Rushan¡¯s attitude toward Min Jing was neither yin nor yang. Murong Xuefei naturally saw it but refused to keep it in her heart.
"Uncle, I just feel that Min Jing doesn't look like a passionate and impulsive young man. I can't tell you exactly. He casually looks for bodyguards on the street. Hehe, is it because I look so loyal and honest? He kills people like grass. If you don¡¯t hear the sound, does Min Jing think that fighting is just a house game?¡±
If there is nothing wrong with Min Jing, Feng Rushan will naturally not be able to tell. Even if there is something wrong with Min Jing, it is impossible for others to see it at first sight.
¡°¡, maybe it was because we bought too many arrows that Min Jing had other ideas.¡±
When the war broke out, the business of looking for cold stones in Lahasa was greatly affected. The price of cold stones soared. Rufeng Rushan went against the trend. Of course, there was more than one adventurer who chose to go to Lahasa at this time. FengRushan I don't think that my request to purchase the Nine Suns Stone Armor will attract the attention of interested people, but Murong Xuefei's large purchase of all kinds of arrows will make people think a little more carefully.
Although the so-called large number means that there are only four of them.
"Master, madam, it's all my fault"
It was He Shuang who was in charge of purchasing the arrows, and he was talking about the number of arrows at the tea stall, which attracted uninvited guests like Min Jing. He Shuang was very frightened.
"Haha, Shuang'er, this has nothing to do with you. However, you must be careful what you say in the future. Black Eagle Ranch is not the Stone Cow Tribe"
Feng Rushan had to comfort He Shuang with a few words.
The battle at Jinji Fort was not going well. In addition to the 100,000 Yulin Army commanded by Qingfu, the Black Wolf tent also dispatched many follow-up troops to Jinji Fort. Most of these small reinforcements were owned by the affiliated tribes themselves. Although the local armed forces are nominally under Qingfenjie control, they are actually under Qingfenjie control. However, according to the military system of the Black Wolf clan, they are not the central army. Some of the equipment for expeditions must be prepared by themselves. Therefore, the transaction of military supplies, Very active in the Black Wolf tent.
The only large arrow-making factory near Jinji Fort was destroyed by the Quanrong tribe.
"It's a pity that Murong Xuefei or Di Yuanfang's connections are not so formal. Someone, such as Min Jing, can do a little research and Feng Rushan can understand.
What Murong Xuefei purchased were all feather arrows used by ordinary warriors. The transaction of ordinary arrows did not have much explanation in the Black Wolf tent, and there were no real restrictions. The large arrows specially made for bow warriors Arrows are not for sale and are under the absolute control of the Black Wolf tent. They cannot buy them.
Ordinary feather arrows are not expensive, averaging around five or six blue shields. Unfortunately, Murong Xuefei bought too many. In total, she spent hundreds of gold star shields, which is equivalent to nearly two hundred thousand arrows. Not to mention anything else, just the storage of so many feather arrows is a headache. Of course, if someone is interested, they will have to be suspicious.
"Hmph, I don't care if he is a hot-blooded young man. If Minjing dares to cause trouble for me, I will let his blood dry in Lahasa to see if it can cause hot spots."
Feng Rushan had no definite evidence, just a vague feeling, and Murong Xuefei immediately felt relieved.
Feelings are not logical. Murong Xuefei has always been disdainful of Feng Rushan's feelings.
The key point is that Jinji Fort is a place where war is everywhere. It may be difficult to protect people, but it is very easy to kill people. Murong Xuefei does not feel that Min Jing can threaten her.
The battlefield is not a place where scholars should go.
"Haha, Uncle Master, it's okay. Min Jing is alone and can't do any tricks along the way. When we get to Jinji Fort, we'll see what happens"
Feng Rushan is not worried about Min Jing, he just doesn't want to cause trouble.
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"Mistress, just look at what you're looking for. Go call someone and cross the river while it's cool. We'll find a restaurant. We haven't eaten yet."
A big river rushes down. The river is wide. There are only two or three boats at the ferry. There are two lonely tents on the beach next to the river embankment. The sky is very overcast at this time, and there is a glimmer of sunlight in the east, like a fine mist. The cold rain is still falling, and the sparse locust trees on the shore are swinging their heavy bodies uneasily in the wind. Looking eastward, the dark river surface is boundless in the mist-like drizzle, and it is pouring down with strange whistling. Down, slowly disappearing into the chaotic distance. Min Jing saw that the male servant was only hesitating as he looked at the river, and ordered with a smile.
"Mr. Min, I see that the weather is not good and the water is dangerous. Don't rush to cross the river. It's better to wait for an hour. It won't be too late to cross the river after dawn."
After saying hello to Mo Yun, Feng Rushan and his group of seven people left the Black Wolf tent for almost a month. Jinji Fort is nearly 5,000 miles away from the Black Wolf tent. It¡¯s not too far away, but the journeyIt was mountainous and the road was quite difficult. Perhaps because of the war, the inspections along the way were far more stringent than usual. After completely leaving the Black Wolf tent, Min Jing left the post road and chose a remote trail. Not only did this take a long way, but it also added many inexplicable dangers. Feng Rushan became increasingly unable to see through Minjing, a scholar who claimed to have no power to restrain a chicken. However, Minjing was on the way. Even though she was polite, Murong Xuefei couldn't find any excuse or opportunity for her attack.
Of course, the more important thing is that as a monk, Murong Xuefei is used to all kinds of lofty mountains, and she also likes the natural and graceful atmosphere in the mountains. Although in the Chinese mainland, she flies around freely in the air, but Now, she could only ride on the horse and move forward step by step.