Chapter 28: Disagreement

He Hecheng's hand holding the knife tightened, and his heart came up. The identity of this merchant was unknown, but the silent doorkeeper was very fond of him, and his numb tiger mouth reminded him that his martial arts was above him. What if this person is going to be against the master today?
Xi Yuhan met with Shang Jun and the two, and no one compromised. Everyone looked at Shang Shang, waiting for what he would say. The business man relaxed his hand. The thin ice at his fingertips fell lightly into the snow, then turned to the side of the bush near the woods, stood against his hands, and watched the red glow that was gradually devoured by the twilight, only to the confused An arrogant back of everyone.
Xi Yuhan raised his eyebrows slightly and lifted his heels. He Cheng nervously wanted to keep up, but was blocked by Liu Yun's long sword.
He just stood beside the business monarch, and Yu Han heard a low-key male voice ringing, but unfortunately the question was, "Why kill them?"
"Kill someone for life."
Shang Shangjun put his hands around his chest, and still asked softly, "Who is their fault?"
"The court." Yu letter answered without hesitation.
The business monk suddenly squatted down, and He Cheng in the distance was startled. The sword in his hand almost came out of the sheath. But he found that the business monarch was just looking for something in the short clump, and felt that he was making a big deal. He Cheng coughed awkwardly, but his eyes were still staring at the merchant.
The merchant rummaged for a while, and finally grabbed a little ferret trapped between the branches and leaves, and stroked the ferret's frozen purple nose. If there was nothing, it seemed that he didn't care much. Ask Says, "But now you are determined to kill these persecuted people?"
"I don't deny that they embarked on this path because of the impotence and insult of the imperial court, but this cannot be the reason for them to kill and overrun the goods." Staring at the gentle side of the merchant, Yu Han said, "The law of state-owned countries, They must be righteous. "
The merchant touched the ferret's hand for a while, but soon put the little ferret in his sleeve to warm him, and then asked casually: "In your heart, Fa is more important than love? If you will be king in the future, you must Are you going to rule the country by law? "
"Yes."
Wu Yuhan's palm is slowly tightening, I do not know whether it is for the arrogant attitude of the merchant, or whether he is showing his determination.
The little ferret in the opponent ’s heart caressed with great tenderness, but unfortunately, the words in Shangjun ’s mouth were really aggressive:
You only have hard-hearted doctrine in your heart and no veins of tenderness. How can you experience the suffering of the people?

Enraged by the merchant's attitude, Yu Han's voice grew louder, pointing at the corpse on the ground, shouting sternly: "What is compassionate and what is merciless? I am compassionate to these thieves, is it compassionate to those who died tragically! Who are they? The king ’s kindness, how many people can he really care for? How can the country be governed by affection when it is so big? It ’s because of the coldness that it can restrain people, whether it is the people or the people. Senior officials. If everyone abides by the laws and regulations to be followed, people will be able to live and work in peace and contentment. "
There was almost a roaring roar in his ears. The business man looked into Jin Yuhan's eyes with excitement, and raised his lips with irony. Compared to Yu Han's excitement, he seemed extraordinarily indifferent, and asked, "Everyone in your mouth, including yourself?" Or was the so-called emperor just the poor ordinary people!
"Of course it is."
Wu Yuhan wore an Yirong mask, and the merchant could not see his true expression, but the candidness in that eye, he looked carefully, and the firmness in his resolute voice, he could hear clearly. Squatting down again, let the warm little ferret slowly crawl out of his palm, until it gradually ran away, the Shangjun got up and patted the broken leaves on his body and walked back to the carriage. Only when he turned and left, Yu Han heard a moan clearly.
"You better, remember what you said today."
After two hours, dozens of mounds were piled up under Xiaojin Mountain.
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Yancheng.
The carriage was bumpy all the way, and it didn't take long for them to enter Yancheng. The merchant slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Zongqing next to him. He was just like him, half leaning on the body and squinting slightly. But the carriage was not big originally. In order to make him lie more comfortably, the three sons were half-shouldered, and the tall body was next to the car wall.
Shang Shangjun didn't know if he was asleep, but just sat as straight as possible. Now it was just when the lantern was first on, the car was a little too quiet outside, and the businessman gently raised the curtain and looked out the window.
Few people walked along the cluttered streets, and even if there were, they ran past with great speed. The shops on the street are basically closed, and some inns only have a small door gap, which makes the town feel dead.
"What's wrong?" A low-dumb male voice, just like waking up, sounded in his ears, his breath sprayed on his face, itching. The business man froze, uncomfortably, don't overdo it, put down the curtain, pretending to reply easily: "It's nothing, I just think that this Yancheng is a little strange."
Is his prince shy? Xiao Zongqing raised her eyebrows gently, sitting side by side with the merchant in a good mood, and slowly straightened her feet. It's been a long time, and a little hemp. This small carriage is really uncomfortable, more uncomfortable than riding. However, he has decided that he will often find opportunities to sit here in the future.
The carriage slowly stopped, Xiao Zongqing opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage. He reached out to Shangjun and smiled, "Here, get out of the carriage and talk."
I slammed Xiao Zongqing's palm hard. Shang Jun gave him a white look. He wasn't so weak yet, and he needed help next car. When the merchant stepped out of the carriage, he saw Qin Xiuzhi standing by the carriage, waiting for Long Liuli to get off.
Yulong Liuli saw that the merchant was standing not far away, his eyes flashed, and he was about to slip across the carriage's feet, exclaimed and fell down. Qin Xiuyan's eyes were quick, and he quickly held her arm, but Long Liuli fell into his arms.
Wenxiang nephrite nestled in her arms, and a faint fragrance like blue orchid wrapped around the tip of the nose, Qin Xiuzhi was dumbfounded for a moment. Because he didn't feel, he didn't have a rapid heartbeat or blushing, let alone blood flow, which was completely different from the feeling that the merchant was holding him last time. Why does he have no feeling for women at all, is it because he has never understood himself, what he originally liked was a man?
Xiu Xiu didn't push her away, Long Liuli felt a joy, stood slowly and straightened, glanced at the merchant as if inadvertently. He looked his white wrinkled shirts as usual, but he didn't seem to pay attention to them, but Long Liuli believed that it was enough for the merchant to see the scene just now.
Of course, Shang Shangjun saw it, and saw it very clearly. He did not miss the calculations in Long Liuli's eyes. In fact, why was she so? He and Xiuzhi were afraid that they would eventually find a way out. Why was she jealous of competing with a "man"?
Although Shang Shangjun lowered his head to organize his clothes, he also felt that a party rushed towards them. The business man looked up, and San'er had stopped alertly in front of him. There are not many pedestrians, but we can see that all of them are masters. Although they didn't rush up, they just stood quietly and looked behind them. Liu Yun's hand still firmly held the long sword around his waist.
Mr. Shang Shang slightly tilted his head, saw the person clearly, patted San Er's shoulder flat, and smiled, "Liuyun, they are my people."
Hearing the voice of the merchant, Wei Xi and Qi Ling took a step forward and yelled, "Master."
"Wei Xi, Qi Ling, you work hard."
Weixi took out a dark black envelope from his arms, and respectfully handed it to the merchant, saying, "As soon as we received your flying pigeon book, we immediately rushed to Yancheng to wait. This is a letter from Zhongshu to you. "
Shang Shangjun unfolded the stationery and looked at it for a while. There was a smile on his eyebrows, and joy was self-evident. Xiao Zongqing rarely saw a business man smiling so openly, wondering: "What is so happy?"
Shaking the letterhead in his hand, Shang Jun laughed, "Shu Qing has been rescued. Now he is studying etiquette in the palace, and will marry Xuanyuanyi next month." Shu Qing is his best friend and smiles. The child is a close relative, she will be connected with the loved one. The merchant can't tell what it feels like in the heart, both emotional and excited.
After thinking for a while, the business man suddenly asked, "Yes, what day is it today?"
Seeing his joyful appearance, Xiao Zongqing shook her head with a smile and replied: "The 29th of the first month." Jun had never cared about him this way. What kind of character is Murong Shuqing?
"Twenty-nine." The business man frowned slightly, whispered distressed, "It's still more than ten days, I don't know if I have time to prepare a gift. Why is Shu Qing so anxious? Is there any hidden feeling in this marriage? ?"
The night was getting darker, and the chill was getting stronger. Xiao Zongqing just wanted to call Shangjun Advanced Inn, and cried through the night sky with a cry, which sounded particularly violent in this Xiao Suo night!
"Grab the rice! Come on! Get hold of him."
King Shang looked up. In a small alleyway in front of him, a short and thin man in his early thirties carried a large bag of things and ran all the way to this side. Behind him, an old woman out of her fifties chased after her, chasing and shouting, "Don't run! Give me back my rice-"
Shang Shangjun frowned and said softly, "Catch him."
As soon as his voice fell, Qi Ling greeted him with a stride, and a pair of iron hands grabbed the man's back. The man was dragged to the ground. Seeing Qi Ling's momentum was stunned, the man could not care much, and smashed the bag on his shoulder towards Qi Ling. Qi Ling stepped back and grasped the mouth of the bag with one hand. The man took the opportunity to take off his coat, and the loach slid out like a worm, digging into the alley desperately.
Qi Qiling lowered the bag, and raised her air to catch up. The merchant gently raised his hand, signaled that he no longer needed to chase. When he walked to the bag, the merchant touched the edge of the bag, which was indeed rice.
At this time the old woman stumbled over. The business man smiled and said, "Oh, this is your rice."
"It's mine, mine." The old woman actually pounced on the rice bag and hugged the rice bag in her arms, and thanked him, "Thank you, thank you son, thank you."
Shangjun is awkward, just a bag of rice, how cold this winter night is! The merchant carefully lifted up the old woman and persuaded, "Sister, get up first."
With the help of the business monarch, the elderly woman slowly stood up. Look at the strong Qi Ling behind the merchant, and then look at the gentle and friendly face of the merchant. The old woman plopped to her knees and begged: "Son, please, be good, do it to the end. Can you let him send I ’m going home? I bought these rice for twelve dollars. It ’s the only savings I have. If they are robbed, neither the old man nor me will have to live.

The business gentleman was startled, "Twelve silver? Grandma, get up and say." Holding the old woman's elbow, the business gentleman gently lifted the old woman up.
Shang Shang asked puzzledly, "This is only thirty pounds of rice. Why is it so expensive?"
The old woman sighed and replied, "Ah! We don't know, the price of rice has been rising for the past few months. But even if it is less than a dollar or two, it still barely lives. But these ten days Here, the price of rice is crazy and generally goes up. It was already six or two bags a couple of days ago, and today it was sold at twelve. If you do n’t buy it, I ’m afraid I ca n’t afford rice anymore.
The woman came from her sorrow and wept.
A bag of rice actually increased more than ten times? what is the problem? The business man supported the old woman and asked softly, "Does the government care?"
The old woman wiped her eyes with her sleeves, shook her head, and replied, "Where do the people know about the government. I am old and do n’t understand anything. Live a day is a day."
The old woman carried rice on her back. After taking two steps, she seemed uncomfortable. She put it down and hugged it tightly in her arms. After all, it was thirty pounds of rice. The old woman had to move forward slowly. The cold wind raged on her thin old cotton clothes, and her silver hair danced with snowflakes.
"Qiling, send the elderly back."
"Yes."
Shang Shangjun looked slightly cold, watching the old woman's direction for a long time without words, and Ren Hanxue swept across her.
纵 Xiao Zongqing came to him and patted him on the shoulder. The merchant turned slowly, staring straight at Xiao Zongqing.
Facing the gaze of the businessman, Xiao Zongqing shuddered, but did not dodge. The two looked at each other like this, and did not give up.
Lu Liuyun and Wei Xi glanced at each other, both of them were a little embarrassed. They walked towards the inn, stood at the door, looked at their masters far away, and did not go far.
"What do you want to tell me?" As a silent doorkeeper, anything that happened to Cang Yue would not escape his eyes, and he deliberately concealed it. There was only one reason why the spike in food prices must be related to him. !!
The cold voice of Jun Shangjun made Xiao Zongqing's eyebrows frown lightly, and his heart was unpleasant, and his tone was a little rushing. "What do you want to know?"
"what have you done?"
"What do you think I would do?"
"Three sons!" The merchant yelled, he just wanted to figure out what happened, was he going to fool him like that?
Hanging the businessman's shoulder tightly with both hands, Xiao Zongqing replied in a deep voice: "Jun, if you want to do one thing, you must sacrifice it. You want to take care of everything, and you can only take care of nothing in the end!"
He said that, did he just admit it? The business man took a deep breath and asked, "What the did you do?"
The uncompromising stare of the merchant finally let Xiao Zongqing relax. "The Northern Garrison already knew that King Rui was in danger. He was approaching Tiancheng under the name of a traitor in the army, and at the same time expelled the poor farmers to the south. A large number of refugees flocked. Food, food shortages, and food prices soared. Soon, refugees will conflict with the court because there is no food. If Longzhmu dispatches troops to suppress the refugees, there will be no force to control the northern garrison to enter Beijing. Garrison, Tiancheng will also fall into chaos. In a troubled world, no matter who you want to help ascend to the throne, you can do more with less. "
He didn't want to say this to the business monarch. He cherishes the goodness of the monarch, but in this matter, it will only become an obstacle. They were already in it, and if they couldn't win, they would lose badly, and he would not allow the merchant to be hurt a little bit.
Was it really he who provoked the Northern Army to Beijing? The business man stared in disappointment at the handsome face that was familiar but seemed strange at this moment, and bluntly asked, "Do you know how many people you will be displaced by doing this, how many will be hungry and cold! No worries, no means, this Is it your current style? "
The reprimand in Shang Shangjun's eyes deeply stabbed Xiao Zongqing's heart, and the bite of his teeth appeared deeper marks on the already angular cheeks. Nodded stubbornly, Xiao Zongqing said blankly, "When necessary!"
"You ..." He answered so calmly. The business man stuck his breath in his chest and couldn't say a word! Now he is the master of the door, and he can cover the sky with one hand. Where else do we need to listen to what others say and control the lives of others? The chest began to ache again, and the merchant held the chest with one hand and broke away from Xiao Zongqing with one hand and turned to leave.
The pale face of Shang Shang made Xiao Zongqing panic, grabbed the wrist of Shang Shang, and angrily said, "Jun!"
"Let go!" He wanted to shake his hand away, but was gripped tighter by him. The business man closed his eyes wearily, and replied coldly, "If you help me, that's how I help you, then I tell you, I don't need it." After the talk that night, he thought that San'er already knew him. Meaning, it turned out he still didn't understand. Everything Saner did was for him, would he not know it, but it was because of him that he was so sad and angry. It was he who made Saner so crazy, so selfish, and so cruel.
抽 Pulled his hand back hard, the business gentleman walked towards the inn with some dismay. As he walked to the door of the inn, behind him, a low roar shook him.
"Merchant!"
Xiao Zongqing's eyes stared at the indifferent back of Shang Jun, bloodshot eyes were covered, he was not afraid of Jun scolding him, yelling at him, or even hitting him, but he could not bear his indifference. The clenched hands on the clenched fist violently trembled, but kept shaking.
"What do you want me to do before you are satisfied!"
"You tell me--"
The roar that was almost blown away by the cold wind was like a sharp sword, which pierced his heart a little, and the merchant even had no strength to lift his feet.
怎么 样 How does he want him? He wanted him not to get involved in this vortex of power struggles, he wanted him to remain the free Xiao Xiaosan. All of this may be his fault. If he hadn't told San Er what had frustrated him, or if they never met, would San Er be happier now?
Unfortunately no.
He knew that at this time, San Er, he could never leave.
Xunxue became bigger and bigger, like silk wadding, falling lightly and swaying with the wind, but unfortunately, it was not beautiful, but it was cold-hearted. The Shangjun exhausted his efforts and finally stepped into the door of the inn. In the end, he didn't look back.
Qin Xiuzhi has just heard them arguing. Even if he can't hear something noisy, he sees the roar and runaway of the merchant clearly. At this moment, he passed by with him. A moment later, a shattered tea cup came from the Shang room.
Outside the inn, the smudged black figure stood in the dark for a long time, and the cold wind raged and the snow eroded.
All the blind people can see, between them-extraordinary.
Xi Qin Xiuzhi, why do you deceive yourself?
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Dangdangdang.
The night was quiet and quiet, and the sound of tapping the door sounded particularly harsh. Yu Han's hand holding the pen gave a meal, a drop of ink dripped, and quickly penetrated the back of the paper.
The snoring sounded gradually, and two guards with knives appeared quietly beside Yu Han, staring alertly at the door.
Holding the pen, his hands never stopped, and the pen tip swept smoothly on the paper. Yu Han asked impatiently, "Who?"
"Merchant."
The clear male voice outside the door knocked Yu Han's hand again, and the ink dripped again and soaked the paper back. Some reluctantly looked at the ink-stained word under his hand, Yu Han simply put down his pen and waved at the guard next to him. The guard left the room quietly as he came.
Opened the door of the room, Yu Han looked at the man in a white shirt outside the door and smiled, and asked, "Shanggong, what's the matter so late?"
Shang Shangjun nodded with a smile and replied, "One thing, I want to ask your opinion."
It was a fact that the Beibei army entered Beijing, and the victims were all around. He wanted to take this opportunity to try again whether the letter was worthy of his help.
There was a blast of wind outside the door, and the monarch's thin white shirt was blown away. Yu Han opened the door and said, "Come in."
Entering the room, Shang Jun glanced at the desk full of rice paper, and several lines of cursive but not smooth cursive leaped in front of his eyes. At this time, there is still thoughtful practice of words, not bad.
Standing in front of the desk, the merchant was not embarrassed. He opened his door and saw the mountain road: "The garrison in the north learned of your distress and approached Tiancheng, and at the same time expelled the poor farmers to the south. Because of the influx of refugees, the grain merchants privately settled rice and rice prices. It is skyrocketing. Needless to say, you also know how hard life is for the people. "
"Is there such a thing?" Yu Han's face was full of surprise and didn't immediately respond. Frowning for a moment, he walked back to the desk, picking up the ink brush dipped in ink, and said, "I am immediately studying the generals of the Northern Army. Stop them from marching and let the people return home. "
The merchant gently pressed Yu Han's pen, reminding him, "The closer the Northern Army is to the Celestial City, the more secure King Rui is. If you want to force the palace, the greater your grasp, and the more chaotic the situation in the country, the more favorable it will be. Instead, King Rui can consider it again. "
Said in the mouth, Shang Jun has been carefully observing every expression and action of Yu Han. The kingdom will be in chaos, and there must be a master to take charge of Cang Yue. He can't choose wrong.
Yu Han sighed, put down his pen, and said softly, "Let me Yu Han, Yu Han is my word." From the moment he saw him, he never lied to him, but he repeatedly challenged and tempted. He even satirizes him. Looking directly at the eyes of the merchant, Yu Han replied without any hesitation: "Although I dare not say that it is for the people to win the throne for the king, I will never trap the people in the fire and fire because of my selfish desire. I am in Longyihai It is perfectly justified to take back the mountains and mountains of Cangyue! "
His frank answer is in line with the mind of the merchant, but the merchant is a little curious. What makes him so confident and confident, "How can I be right?"
Looking at Qing Ming's eyes, Yu Han replied, "I just haven't found that thing yet. As long as I find it, I can prove that I am the ruler of the Cangyue."
What can prove that he is the landlord? Suddenly the lines of his mother's words flickered, and the merchant's face changed slightly, and he secretly considered it, and whispered, "What are you talking about, but the widow of the emperor and the jade of Fengguo?"
Wu Shangjun knows that asking this question also means that he has decided to stand in the same direction as Yu Han.
Yu Han stared in horror at the merchant, and asked with a tremor, "How do you know?" He also learned this secret from the Imperial Doctor Huang Qihuang three months ago, just because he knew the secret. Long tended to stay with him. But these are all secrets of the imperial court. Why did the merchant know? Did Xiao Zongqing tell him? So how much do silent doors know?
Yunyu Han was horrified, but the business sneer was sneer at heart. Just the names of these two things killed more than a hundred lives in his family. How could he not know! Ignoring Yu Han's eyes eager to know the answer, the merchant secretly adjusted his breath and determined that he was calm enough before asking Shen Shen: "Do you remember Wu Zhengting?"
"General Wu Da?" The death of the military general in that year not only shocked Cang Yue, but even Dong Xun and Yan Rui couldn't believe how Long Qianmu would destroy the Wu family, but he was an incomparable general in the world. Under the explanation of Lord Huang Qi, he only understood that the Wu family had broken this huge secret and held heavy soldiers. Only the death can reassure the superiors.
Xi Yuhan nodded, and sighed back, "Cangyue people respect General Wu, how can I forget him. The widow, you learned from the two Miss Wu family."
The business man thought for a while before answering, "Yes." He didn't want to mention "Miss Wu Family", so it was easy to reveal his identity, but apparently I knew from the letter that he must be from Huang Qi, Gao Haiming, Li Ling learned from the three because he only told them three.
"You are a general ---"
The merchant didn't wait for him to finish, and then said, "The general is alive to me. He has a bright life, he is loyal and loyal to the country, but he suffers this injustice. I swear before his grave and avenge him. Xue hated, and returned the innocence of the Wu family. "
原来 "That's it. How about the two Miss Wu family? Is it okay?" No wonder then, he said to ask for justice, but why did Miss Wu family look for no one but just the business monarch?
"After the disaster, they were isolated and helpless. Finally, they found me. After making the matter clear, I sent them to other countries for treatment. Now everything is fine." The merchant went to the wooden chair by the round table and sat down. Next, a perfunctory phrase passed, a look of reluctance to talk.
明显 He was obviously reluctant to disclose the circumstances of the two ladies, and he was protected from leaks. Looking at Shang Jun ’s handsome face, she was indifferent and yet unusually attractive. Yu Han suddenly realized that she was the sweetheart of Miss Wu Family? The prospective son-in-law of the military general? No wonder he will bear the resentment of the Wu family, no wonder Miss Wu told him this secret.
I thought I had guessed the relationship between the Shang and Wu family, and Yu Xian was no longer entangled here, and asked his most important question: "Do you have any news about the Yuxi and widow? I only listen to Lord Huang Qi It was mentioned that Miss Wu had said that Mrs. Wu left a blood book before her death, which recorded the fact that Long Tumu usurped the throne and the location of the jade seal and widow. "
"I have read the blood book. But I only mentioned the imperial widow's widow and Fengguo Yuxi hidden in the phoenix puppet, and the black stone is the spoon. There is nothing else. Have you heard of these two things?" I hope he knows some clues, even if not a bit.
What a pity, the merchant was disappointed. Yu Han shook his head blankly, and replied: "Phoenix phoenix? Xuan Shi? I have never heard of it in the palace for so many years, nor have I ever heard it mentioned by my father. Can't you find it at all?"
"There is no news or records about the Phoenix Puppet, and Xuan Shi does look a little eye-catching." In the eyes of Yu Han, Shang Jun replied: "Xuan Shi is an immortal stone passed down in ancient times. Legend has it that this spirit The stone man can find a fairyland on earth. I guess, this fairyland on earth should be the phoenix that is known to the emperor. Before the emperor died, he had a close relationship with a warlock. After the emperor died, he disappeared. Xuanshi It is most likely the thing of the warlock, but the emperor was almost thirty years old. The warlock was over 100 years old now, and he has long lost track of it. It was easy to find out that the warlock had two disciples, but I looked for three years. , Still nothing. "
I say this, the warlock may be old for a hundred years. Yu Han asked, "Who are the two disciples of the warlock?"
"It is said that the big disciple is a divine doctor. For the second disciple, for years, no one mentioned it. No one knows it. The mystery is extremely extreme. I can almost count it as a divine doctor. Mu has also been looking. He must know more about Xuanshi than we do. We must be faster than him. If the widow and jade seal fall into his hands, it will be extremely unfavorable to you. "
He naturally understands that he often communicates with the generals under the command of the generals. They also have resentment towards Long Qimu's actions, but said that they will never be a rebellious party. If they cannot show their widows, they are Cang Yue. The Lord, it is destined not to get the support of Wu Jiajun.
"There is no way even a silent door?"
The business man shook his head, and reluctantly replied: "The silent gate has more power in the Cangyue, and the disciple of the warlock should be the Dongzhao people." The silent gate has been investigating these years, and the most detected one is Long trend The fact that Mu usurped the palace forced him to know little about the situation of the Xuanshi and the warlock.
I originally thought that there would be hope, but now it seems that there are many difficulties. The fog is constantly, and both of them are a little depressed.
Su Han suddenly stood up, smiled heartily, and said, "It's okay, we can find Xuanshi slowly. At least, the existence of these two things proves that I am not a rebellious minister. I write a letter to the Northern Army first. Generals, the refugees must first allow them to go home so that they will not die in other places. Then they will dive back to Tiancheng and wait for the opportunity. As for the warlock's disciples, we should seek help from Fengloulou. "
Shang Shangjun nodded with a smile and replied, "Well, I will talk to Shen Xiaoyun."
He stood behind Yu Han and watched him calmly write the secret letter to the northern army general. The merchant suddenly felt relieved. This man has his own way of dealing with matters and has compassion for the people, but he is not discouraged in the face of difficulties. This time, he should have chosen the right person.
I watched him finish, carefully sealed the stationery, and the merchant said lightly, "It's not early, I'll go back first."
"Merchant."
When Shang Shang was about to open the door, he heard Yu Han's voice, turned around, and Yu Han suddenly said seriously to him, "Thank you."
Shang Shangjun looked inexplicably, and frowned slightly, and said, "Thank me?"
"Thank you for your loyalty and courage."
Loyalty to the liver? The business man laughed. My father might be happy when he heard it, but he didn't feel much because he didn't have the so-called loyalty and loyalty. If he could, he hoped that he would still be the precipice of the quiet mountain and the woman who was free and ordinary.
He smiled slightly, and the merchant turned away without answering.
Wu Yuhan looked at the back of the proud man's departure, his brows gradually narrowed. He has seen people who are indifferent to fame and fortune, they do n’t like to ask questions about the world, they are arrogant and self-confident. Obviously, the merchant is not. Neither is it.
Shangjun, what kind of person are you?
Will such a person be used by him?
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