Before Tu Shan could continue to persuade, the little girl pushed his arm and said, "Dad, there's no hurry, let's go back to the city to treat your wounds first."
Tu Shan thought about it, it would be better to go to the Dongchang hidden stake in the city and settle down first. In addition, the information spied on this time was extremely urgent, so it had to be sent out first.
Let the Governor and Lord Qianhu make preparations in advance.
There is no rush to win over this kid. There is no deal that cannot be made in this world, only a price that cannot be afforded. With the resources in hand, I am afraid that he will escape.
So he raised his hands and said: "Little brother, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I will go to the city to handle some official business first. I will prepare some drinks at the Yuelai Inn in the city tomorrow night. Please be sure to show me your favor. This living Tatar is very interested in the court. It’s important, please send a piece as well.”
As long as you don't get into the fire pit of Dongchang, everything else will be easy to deal with. Besides, having a good relationship with Dongchang will help you have someone to back you up in case something happens.
This world is in trouble. Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit. Many people may not be able to eat shit. If you want to survive, you still need something to rely on.
"Thank you, Mr. Tushan, for taking care of me. I will definitely go when the time comes."
"Okay, be happy, let's see you there or not"
“See you or see you”
Tu Shan turned around and got on the horse, still lying on the saddle. The little girl also got on the horse, supported Tu Shan, and drove away without any hesitation.
Yang Fan thought to himself, this Lord Tushan is a decisive person, and he is also very happy in speaking and doing things. Since he is interested in recruiting, he can make friends with him.
Seeing these two business robbers get out, the little fat man breathed a sigh of relief, tugged on Yang Fan's lapel, and said: "Brother Yang, let's go to the city too. When you get to my house, I will ensure that you eat well and drink spicy food. From now on, you will follow the rules here." Huacheng, just follow me and walk sideways. If anyone dares to look away, tell me my name and scare the shit out of him."
Yang Fan laughed loudly, rubbed the little fat man's head with his hand, and said, "Okay, I will follow you in Zunhua City."
In the northern part of Zunhua City, the Wei Family Courtyard is in full swing. Hundreds of thugs are gathering, and people are shouting. Each of these people is strong and tough. Some are preparing leather armor, some are cleaning swords and guns, and some are preparing bows and arrows. Winding.
In the main room of the lobby, a young woman in her mid-twenties was smashing things and crying.
"You kill a thousand swords and have a short life. You have to take your children out to practice, practice, practice, practice. This is great, it's bad for the Tatars, and you have lost your life. You useless trash still has face. Come back and see me." The woman cried and kicked a strong man in his forties.
"Tell me, were you greedy for life and afraid of death, so you abandoned your son and ran away?"
The strong man's face was covered with red marks from the woman's scratches, and he did not dare to fight back. He said with a sad face: "Madam, who would have thought that the Tatars could come to the hinterland of Ji Town? What happened suddenly, what happened suddenly ah"
"You usually brag, you brag to the sky. You are not afraid of hundreds of Mongolian Tatars. What about your abilities? Apart from trying to give me a hard time, what else do you have, you bastard, a loser." He said again. A few slaps hit his face.
"Madam, these are Jiannu, Jiannu, not Mongolian barbarians and Tatars. We were scattered in an instant. In one round of arrows, seven of the eight guards died. I only escaped with the blessing of my ancestors. .We, Wei Bancheng, have been fighting for half our lives and only have this little flesh and blood, so how can we be willing to abandon him and run for our own lives."
"Then why don't you hurry up and find it for me? What are you doing here like a wooden stake? Do you want to piss me off to death?"
"If the wealth is gone, I won't be able to live anymore, and I will fight with you."
"Madam, you must not do this."
"Why don't you get up and go find it!"
After saying that he was kicked and beaten again, Wei Bancheng turned around and crawled out. He was so angry at the little wife, and roared towards the yard: "Get out of here, you guys who are breathing, and The Tatars will fight hard to get the young master back to me."
Suddenly there was a bang in the yard, like a camp being blown up, dogs and wolves were running, some were leading horses, and some were holding knives, rushing towards the door in a chaotic manner.
At this time, the little fat man and Yang Fan were walking into the door.
The little fat man looked at everything in front of him and was stunned.
Dad, what are you going to do? Are you going to rebel?
"Hey, daddy, what are you doing?"
The yard suddenly became quiet. Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at the little fat man and Yang Fan blankly.
"My son, you scared my mother to death." A woman rushed out of the house, hugged the little fat man tightly in her arms, and cried loudly.
"Mother, mother, let go, what are you doing? There are so many people watching," the little fat man said shyly. Mother made her face covered with snot and tears, making herself look like a child, okay? face.
"My son, I heard that you were attacked by the Tatars, which scared your mother crazy. How did you come back here?"
"Tatars, what are the Tatars? Hum, I met Brother Yang, and we worked together to kill five Tatars. We stole their horses, armor, swords, guns, and silver coins. Then we came back."
"You little bastard, with the same virtue as your incompetent father, you know how to lie to me all day long, making me cry all night, and you come back to tell me such nonsense." The lady burst into tears and laughed, "Your father obviously They said there were three Tartars, but in your mouth they turned into five, and those two fell from the sky." He said and gave the little fat man a hard twist on his butt.
"Ah," the little fat man cried out in pain, "Mom, why are you pinching me? It hurts so much. I'm not lying to you. If you don't believe me, just ask Brother Yang."
At this time, the situation was very clear. The little fat man was undoubtedly sent back by the strong man named Yang. As for killing the Tatars, everyone automatically ignored it. Since the young master said it was, then let it be. Children all like it. To save face.
All the Ding Huyuan members agreed: "Young Master is really brave and invincible."
"Kill the enemy chief in anger"
"Kicking the slaves and punching the barbarians"
There was a commotion of flattery and praise, and the little fat man became even more proud, although he knew that these guys didn't believe it in their hearts.
At this time, a strong man with a height of six feet (a foot in the Ming Dynasty was 33 centimeters) came over and saluted and said: "Thank you very much, strong man, for rescuing the dog. Please speak to me in the hall."
The lady also bowed deeply, and when she saw outsiders present, she also became gentle and virtuous, and the husband sang and the wife followed suit.
"Wang San, Zhao Er, please quickly bring in all the slave-building horses we snatched." The little fat man shouted loudly when he saw that everyone didn't believe it.
Wang San and Zhao Er looked at each other in confusion. It was okay to brag and agree with the young master, but wherever the horse was, it was directly betrayed, and the young master would definitely be angry.
"What are you doing so stupidly? Why don't you go outside and bring him in? If the horse is lost, I will ride you two on the streets." He said, kicking and beating them and rushing out the door.
Wei Bancheng and the woman looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly. The child was spoiled, but since he returned safely today, he could let him do whatever he wanted.
"Ah, there are really horses, this, this, this"
"This is a war horse, five horses in total,"
"What is this, Tatar"
Two people's exclamations came from outside the door.
What! There were really horses, and everyone in the yard immediately exclaimed. Everyone thought that the young master was scattered by the slaves and ran to hide in the ravine.
He happened to be met by this man surnamed Yang, and he was sent back for a few rewards.
I was jealous in my heart. The person named Yang was so damn lucky. He made friends with the head of the family and got rewards.
Seeing Wang San and Zhao Er bringing in five powerful maroon war horses, everyone was stunned and drooling.
This is Ji Town, the first town in the world and the first of the nine important towns.
Who doesn’t know the value of a war horse.
The first thing Wei Bancheng saw was not the horse, but four sets of armor and a bloody sack carried on the horse's back. It obviously contained a head, and what was even more outrageous was that a horse actually carried a tied Tatar alive.
Wei Bancheng took a breath of air. The Tatars he met yesterday were extremely elite, and their archery was fast and accurate. Seven of the eight guards died. Who is this person? He actually killed four and captured one. Is this still a human being?
