Chapter 793

Wu Yidao's eyes slowly swept over those people, some familiar and some strange faces. It's so big that he can't guarantee that everyone is clean. If these people had not been placed in the black flag army, they would still be lurking in the goods all over the world.

If they can't wait for orders, they will be people with goods all their life. Work safely and be honest. But the order came, so everything changed.

"Mu Laojiu, I remember you've been in the world of goods for fourteen or five years?"

His eyes rested on the man standing in front, the one who answered his question.

"Sixteen years."

Mu Laojiu showed his yellow teeth when he smiled, but there was a bitterness in his smile. Wu Yidao still remembers that he likes to smoke dry tobacco most, and he hardly leaves his cigarette gun. That's why they have such yellow teeth. They look like baked sweet potatoes.

"At the beginning of the founding of the first emperor, I came in."

Mu Laojiu closed his eyes and thought, "at that time, the Marquis began to prepare for the construction of goods all over the world. I did small business in the street. The Marquis ate a bowl of bean curd at my stall. I asked you whether to eat sweet or salty. The Marquis said sweet, but I said not to sell."

Wu Yi smiled and said, "well, I remember. Then I said I would give you twice the money and I would eat sweet. You said you still didn't sell it. You have the principle of being a man. I asked you, why did you ask me if you didn't sell sweet tofu? You just wanted to tell me not to sell it."

"Then the Marquis said to give me a hundred times the money."

Mu Laojiu grinned: "I said you wouldn't sell even if you smashed me with money."

Wu Yidao nodded: "so I recruited you to buy goods all the way down."

Mu Laojiu said, "in fact, I asked you that day because the bodyguard had already inquired about it. Your ancestral home is Jiangnan and you like to eat sweet tofu brain. I asked that because I wanted to attract your attention."

After being silent for a while, Wu Yidao asked, "I remember that your old companion has passed away and a son has already married?"

"Yes"

Mu Laojiu nodded.

"I'll give him a heavy pension and tell him you died on duty."

Mu Laojiu smiled sadly: "thank you, marquis."

Wu Yi shook his head, pointed to the outside and said, "take them all down. I don't want to ask how many people there are in the inner guard office in your line, because I don't want to see more people's homes receive my pension. If you don't come out this time, I think you will get the pension money issued by cargo all over the world in the future."

"No way."

Mu Laojiu said, "I have a son. Even if I don't want to do something, I still have to do it. Although I haven't worn the flying fish robe since I joined the bodyguard, there are brand marks on my bones and I can't get rid of them. We are all the same. Do you think we don't want to live the rest of our life safely? If we have a family, there are obstacles."

"It won't involve your family."

Wu Yidao nodded: "I'm not that kind of person, nor is the Duke."

Mu Laojiu asked, "is there something I can ask before I die?"

Wu Yidao said, "you say."

Mu Laojiu asked: "why fangxie? No matter who is biased towards, the position of the marquis will be much higher than now. Even if he still works with the imperial court, he may get more than now."

Wu Yi smiled and said, "this is the root of the bodyguard. At this moment, I still want to ask these questions."

Mu Laojiu rubbed his nose: "no way, I'm used to it."

"Do you know why the first emperor chose me to take charge of the goods?"

Wu Yi asked.

Mu Laojiu thought carefully and replied, "because no one can do business better than you."

Wu Yi nodded slightly: "this is the answer."

Mu Laojiu was silent for a while and said nothing more. He hugged Wu and took the lead in turning away. When he walked out of the door, he heard the voice of Wu Yidao behind him. He couldn't help but smoke in his heart.

"Good drinkers, let them drunk. Good smokers, let them faint, good meat, let them full. Anyway, they used to be people with goods all over the world. They should be satisfied to go."

"Thank you, Lord!"

Go to the dead, turn around, worship Qi Qi, and then walk away.

Wu Yidao's closest confidant was wine, color and wealth. After the fat man went to Chang'an, he worked with Wu Yidao. Since he was different from wine, color and wealth, wine, color and wealth were smooth, and this man was dull like a piece of wood. In the past, when he was wandering in the Jianghu, he was nicknamed "iron tree does not blossom". The flowering of iron tree is the most wonderful time of iron tree. He told iron tree not to bloom because his life seems to be so dull forever without any high tide.

It seems that he is about 40 years old and looks ordinary. He belongs to the type who passes you three times on the street, and you won't pay special attention to him. No matter what he looks like or what he wears, he can't find anything brilliant. It's like an iron tree. It doesn't bloom and doesn't look good.

It seems that nothing can make him laugh and cry.

His name is tie Kai

"Do these people deserve to die?"

Wu Yi asked.

Tie Kai nodded, "Damn it."

"Is there any reason not to die?"

"Yes"

"Put the reasons for not being damned and the reasons for being damned together and offset each other. Are they still damned?"

Wu Yidao asked again.

"Damn it"

Tiekai answered quickly and expressionless.

"Why?"

Wu Yi asked.

"No matter how many reasons they don't deserve to die, they can only prove that they don't deserve to die. But one damn reason is enough. If a person deserves to die, he deserves to die."

"You're boring."

Wu sighed.

Tie Kai nodded: "I'm so boring."

Wu Yidao looked at the back of those former subordinates and couldn't help shaking his head: "sometimes I've been thinking that if I didn't control the life and death of so many people, there might not be so much trouble. How can ordinary people face so many headaches?"

"Ordinary people don't get as much as you do now. Ordinary people envy you more than you do."

Tie Kai still replied without expression.

"You are really boring."

Wu Yidao seemed to lose interest, waved his hand and said, "you go down, you don't have to go down."

Tie Kai nodded and then backed out.

Wu Yidao looked at him and took a sip of the tea cup. He felt the hot tea flowing down his throat into his stomach. It felt very comfortable for the warm current to pass by. He subconsciously touched his abdomen and murmured: "There are still some disadvantages in swallowing it whole. If it wasn't for the fire, I don't know if I could hold it down. But... Why choose a solution? Mu Laojiu, ask me... How can I know the answer."

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When the sun rose, the special envoy of emperor Murong shame of Nanyan arrived outside the camp of the black flag army. The old man who looked about 60 years old still had some pride in his eyebrows. Even if he was facing the only majestic army he had seen in his life, even if the army had attacked outside the capital, he was still unwilling to lose his dignity.

He was the imperial envoy of the state of Yan, the old man who debated with the emperor in the court hall.

Perhaps at this time, Murong realized who was available and who was not.

"Please come in. My Lord is in the big account."

Chen Xiaoru made a gesture of invitation. Du Xiangping, the imperial envoy of Nanyan, immediately strode into the black flag army camp. He deliberately raised his jaw slightly and straightened his chest.

When he got outside the big tent, he carefully arranged his clothes before he went in.

Fang Xie sat behind the desk and was drawing something. He was still not suitable for using the brush. The lines drawn with the charcoal pen were obviously much smoother than when he used the brush. Seeing the messenger of Nanyan coming in, Fang Xie pointed to the chair below and said, "wait a minute, I'll finish painting in a while."

Du Xiangping was slightly stunned, and then some anger spread out in his heart. In his opinion, Fang Xie's performance is arrogant and rude.

So he didn't sit, just stood straight and looked at Fang Xie.

But where does Fang Xie care?

After another twenty minutes, Fang Xie put down the charcoal pen and stretched his body: "I haven't remembered for too long, so it's inevitable that there will be some mistakes. But I think it shouldn't be much worse. My memory has never been too bad."

Du Xiangping didn't understand what Fang Xie was talking about, so he subconsciously looked at the big paper on the table. At first, he was a little confused, but a few minutes later, his face changed greatly.

"This is..."

He subconsciously raised his finger and pointed to the picture. His face turned white.

"Dali City"

Fang Xie nodded: "I've been to Dali many years ago, and I don't know what changes Dali in my memory and Dali now have. But it's only the difference in details, and the overall situation is still the same. Originally, I wasn't interested in talking to Murong shameful people, but I was just drawing this picture. When you came, I wanted to ask if the painting was neat?"

Du Xiangping quickly walked over and stared at the picture just drawn by Fang Xie. He looked at it from top to bottom, from left to right. The more he looked, the more frightened he became, and his hands were shaking involuntarily.

"When did you... Arrive in Dali?"

He couldn't help asking.

"About... Fifteen years."

Fang Xie smiled: "why, am I still accurate?"

"Fifteen years..."

Du Xiangping could not help twitching at the corners of his mouth. After a long time, he sighed: "Fifteen years ago, you were just a four or five-year-old child. Usually, children as old as others still hide in their mother's arms and act as spoilers. Even those who are more sensible begin to understand words, but you read the layout of the whole Dali city and remember it so clearly... No wonder... No wonder no one in Dayan is your opponent."

"This picture is useless."

Fang Xie smiled and said, "I just have nothing to do to read the painting."

He sat down again and asked, "come on, what does Murong shame want you to say?"

Du Xiangping took a deep breath and calmed his mood: "Your Majesty said... As long as the country's Duke is willing to withdraw, Dayan is willing to be a minister to the Sui Dynasty in the future, pay tribute year after year and pay homage year after year. Dayan is all the people of the Sui Dynasty."

"Isn't it now?"

Fang Xie asked.

Du Xiangping said, "not now, not completely before."

Fang Xie said: "Go back. I heard of your name fifteen years ago. At that time, you were the imperial envoy of the imperial platform. Your official position has not changed for fifteen years. I thought you had been the Prime Minister for a long time with your qualifications. Murong shame put you in the position of imperial envoy for disgusting those courtiers and for fear of offending those courtiers. I sent you here this time It's Zhu Chijian, not the general of Nanyan army, because Murong shame knows that only you dare to die. "

Fang Xie smiled: "I knew you wanted to die in our army when you knew the name of Nanyan envoy. You want to die here to arouse the resistance of the army and people in Dali City... Murong shame and what you think are really beautiful."

Du Xiangping trembled his shoulders and didn't know what to say. He prepared so many impassioned words that he couldn't say a word.

"I respect loyal officials, whether enemies or friends."

Fang Xie handed Du Xiangping the newly drawn map of Dali City: "go back and tell Murong shame that an old minister can't arouse the people's resistance by dying, which will only be looked down upon. A friend of mine, surnamed Murong, is the last Prince of the big business. Do you remember if you ask him?"