Chapter 927

Harenza and Wu Liba have been fighting for many years and are always at a disadvantage.

Now with the help of his staff, he has become even more powerful, and there are faint signs of replacing Wu Liba as a wise man.

Speaking of his staff, harenza's lips were filled with pride.

He hated the literati, but he also knew that the brains of those literati were indispensable for the prosperity of Northern Xinjiang.

It happened that among the slaves he bought, there was a scholar from a poor family, who was also a talent with great talent!

Harenza saved each other, not only helped him get rid of his slave status, but even reused him for his luxurious life.

There is a good saying in the Central Plains - a scholar dies for a bosom friend!

Harenza felt that his life-saving kindness to his staff was enough for the other party to work hard for him.

Sure enough, the aide also had the usual dead temper of Confucian scholars and was bent on repaying harenza's kindness of knowing and saving lives.

Since the guidance of his staff, harenza soon recruited his own power groups in the DPRK, with unlimited scenery.

In order to consolidate their power, the staff also presented a panacea——

Cold food powder!

Cold food powder is a panacea highly praised by the gentry in the Central Plains. Many scholars like to take it in Yaji to stimulate their inspiration. After taking the powder, the mind is unobstructed, which is like God's help, and has the miraculous effect of prolonging life and supplementing Yuanyang!

Harenza had some doubts at first. After careful investigation, he confirmed that the staff did not lie.

Cold food powder is really a good thing. Only scholars with top financial and family background are qualified to take it.

Harenza ate the Amway.

However, good things can't be enjoyed alone. He first thought of the king of Beijiang.

By offering cold food powder, harenza was trusted by the king of Northern Xinjiang.

"Sir, he had a clever plan. Sure enough, he guessed that the score was not bad."

Harenza learned to bow and salute from Maestro nakhara. Unfortunately, his actions were irregular and looked funny.

The staff said, "Congratulations, Lord, you've finally come."

Harenza laughed. He said, "if there was no sir to help, would harenza today?"

After boasting about each other's business, harenza rubbed his hands and asked his staff.

"Sir, what should I do next? Wu Liba is hard to deal with. I'm afraid he'll make a comeback."

A hundred footed insects die without stiffness. Wu Liba is also a famous wise man in Northern Xinjiang.

"Lord, don't panic." The staff curled their lips and sneered, "that Wu Liba can't jump for too long."

Harenza was relieved.

The two plotted again, and harenza left the staff's tent with satisfaction.

After harenza left, the well-dressed aide stood in the tent with a cold face and lowered his eyes.

The staff snorted, "good, you Wei Zixiao... What medicine is sold in the gourd?"

At the same time, Wei CI hurried to Chongzhou by changing several fast horses.

Feng Zhen snorted coldly. He said, "Wei Zixiao, what medicine do you sell in your gourd?"

Wei CI said, "a panacea."

Feng Zhen choked.

Qi official let frown, "Zixiao has other arrangements?"

They plan to evacuate merchants from northern Xinjiang, stop buying wool and rabbits, and make Northern Xinjiang chaotic.

If the rabbits and sheep in the hands of herdsmen cannot be sold, it will inevitably lead to civil unrest.

Even if we can't shake the imperial court in Northern Xinjiang, it can also make the tribes in Northern Xinjiang centrifugal from each other.

Unexpectedly, Wei CI said he would not, and he would continue to buy.

"Naturally." Wei Ci's words were amazing. He said, "the king of Northern Xinjiang won't live long."

The people in the tent were so surprised that they opened their eyes and looked at Wei CI.

"When did you get the information?"

Weici said, "no intelligence."

Feng Zhen pressed his beating eyebrows and said, "finish talking at one time, don't say a word, leave a word."

Weici took a meaningful look at Fengzhen, and the other party was baffled.

"The king of Northern Xinjiang is addicted to cold food powder and has no control over taking powder... His body is strong and weak, and he can't live too long."

Cold food powder?

Hearing these three words, Feng Zhen trembled subconsciously.

I can't help it. The experience of being forced to quit by Jiang Pengji was too profound. Sometimes I dream back in the middle of the night and will be scared to wake up.

"Are you sure?"

Wei CI said, "it's absolutely true."

Feng Zhen's heart jumped, "wait - isn't it... What did you calculate?"

Weici said, "it's nothing."

With that, he refused to continue. He was so angry that Fengzhen and Qi Guan wanted to beat him.

Jiang Pengji, who was sitting at the top of the table, said with a laugh, "Zixiao, don't tease him, so that he won't pick up."

Wei CI nodded slightly without a positive answer. Instead, he mentioned another thing, "Ci was supervising the state capital in Shangjing. A man visited around the clock. He was a slave and an old runaway slave. He said to Ci that he wanted to join the Lord's account and work for her..."

Feng Zhen said in surprise, "an old runaway slave? Do you want to introduce yourself? Does this person have any origin?"

"This man does have a history. He is Sun Wen of the Chinese imperial edict, and his words carry the word."

"Sun zaidao? I... haven't heard of it."

Weici said, "of course you haven't heard of it, because this man is in his forties and doesn't have much fame."

Although he is not famous, Wei CI knows how tricky and cruel sun Zadao is.

At the age of 48, he became an official in the imperial edict of Nie. He pressed countless talents and sat firmly as the chief military division.

If Nie's rapid expansion in the early stage depends entirely on Nie's ghost talent who died early, and he can dominate in the later stage, it depends on Sun Wen.

Fengzhen was surprised to hear that Sun Wen was still mediocre in his forties, but he didn't show it on his face.

"If sun Zadao had no ability, Zixiao wouldn't deliberately mention him?"

Wei CI nodded. "This man is a late bloomer. Although he is old, he is not as good as CI when it comes to strategic ability."

He is better at internal governance, and his plot is weak, but Sun Wen is the opposite.

"That's a great talent. How could he become a fugitive slave? Or a fugitive slave from the imperial edict?"

Weici Road, "It's a long story. Sun Wenwen is a knife and pen official of the imperial edict. Normally, he won't offend any big people. However, he has an intelligent son who shows his sharpness but doesn't know how to restrain himself. Once at an elegant gathering, Sun Wen's son accidentally offended the Nie family in bianzhou and was punished for his words. Sun Wen's son was crippled by someone, died of cold on the way of distribution, Sun Wen's old wife died of grief and illness, and his daughter-in-law died Also... In order to survive, Sun Wen had to take advantage of the opportunity to run away with young sun, beg and wander to Dongqing... "

Wei CI could not have imagined that Sun Wen, who was known as Nie Yizhi, would have a bleak evening.

Even in his previous life, Sun Wen was defeated in a panic. He burned incense and bathed carefully, put on his new clothes and killed himself with a smile.

Weici has seen Sun Wen's body. He can't connect Sun Wen in his memory with the embarrassed old man he saw.

"This, this is also a miserable situation..." Feng Zhen sighed, "but what does it matter if you don't agree to evacuate the merchants?"

Wei CI said, "Sun Wen made a military order and volunteered to lurk in Northern Xinjiang. Now he has mixed with harenza, an important minister in Northern Xinjiang, and gained the trust of each other. He has become an aide. Cold food is scattered. That's what sun Wenwen went up to."