It was only around four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was already dark. Chunxiang and Jiang Quan were driving ahead. Chang Yu sat in the car, opened the curtain and looked at the grave mounds faintly visible in the weeds and forest outside the car, and looked up at the flying people in the sky. The crows were flying back and forth, and a shadow flashed across my mind. I was about to set off tomorrow. This apartment was not a good one.
Damn it, is Jia Dazhi sick? He chose such a place. Chang Yu couldn't help but curse secretly.
That's right, he came here to do business, to buy military supplies from those oil guzzlers in the Beijing camp. Last time it was weapons, this time it's armor.
It was also a coincidence that there was no specific delivery date agreed upon before. Chang Yu had almost forgotten about it. Today, Yang Wuwei was in a hurry and couldn't find him, so he went to see Lao Hu in the palace to send a message, agreeing that before dark today, there would be peace. Delivery by the dealer.
"Brother Chang"
Just when Chang Yu was cursing secretly, Jiang Quan yelled in front of the car, and then the car stopped. Chang Yu leaned out of the car, and followed Jiang Quan's hand, and saw five large cars parked beside a forest in the distance.
"Be smart and run away if you feel something is wrong." Chang Yu said, taking out two crossbows and steel knives from the carriage and throwing them to Chunxiang and the others. Then he put a crossbow on his waist: "You two are waiting here, I Let’s go and take a look first.”
Chun Xiang and Jiang Quan immediately became nervous and looked around: "Brother Chang, is it possible that they still dare to take advantage of others?"
Chang Yu pondered for a moment: "With Yang Wuwei doing it, it shouldn't happen, but you must be on guard against others." He then scanned the surrounding area and said, "Besides, it's too far to find such a place."
After saying that, he jumped out of the car and strode towards the woods in the distance. Chunxiang and Jiang Quan immediately turned the car around, stood up and looked around.
Kuchikuchi, the remaining snow and weeds on the ground make sounds as Chang Yu moves around. Together with the silhouette of crows constantly passing above his head, and the gloomy environment around him, even a bold person like Chang Yu feels his palms become sweaty. , couldn't help but touch the crossbow on his waist.
There was a sound of squeaking, and when Chang Yu was still more than 20 meters away from the carriage, a dozen people suddenly emerged from the surrounding weeds and trees, all holding steel knives and wearing black scarves.
Oh shit! Chang Yu secretly screamed something bad, and instantly pulled out the hand crossbow from his waist and carried it in his hand. He didn't mind killing as long as the other party made moves.
"Master Chang, please come over here." At this moment, a masked man spoke suddenly and extended his hand to make a gesture of invitation, but the others did not move. This made Chang Yu a little confused. What the hell is going on? What the hell!
"Mr. Chang" At this moment, several people hurried over from a distance. The first person opened his mouth and Chang Yu heard it. It was Yang Wuwei. Following him were Jia Dazhi, Luo Xingwei and Chen Xian.
"What does this mean?" Chang Yu didn't dare to let down his guard at all and looked at Yang Wuwei and asked.
"Hey, it's hard to say. Master Chang is here to speak." Yang Wuwei waved to Chang Yu, and Chang Yu followed after hesitating for a moment. .
"Why is it so late, Mr. Chang? It's getting dark now. If it's later, our brothers will have to go back," Jia Dazhi said with some displeasure.
"Some things have been delayed. Brother Jia, please bear with me."
"Hey, I thought you..." Luo Xingwei was about to say something, but was pulled by Chen Xian next to him, and he quickly stopped talking.
"Why did you find such a ghost place?" As they spoke, they walked to the carriage. Chang Yu pulled a few times in the carriage and pulled out a cotton armor.
The Ming Dynasty's armaments were undoubtedly the world's leading or top-notch in terms of technology and type among its contemporaries. This type of armor is one of them, with a wide variety of types, elf-made and practical.
For example, this cotton armor is actually the most affordable and practical type of protective armor worn by ordinary soldiers in the late Ming Dynasty. It is made of cotton-wrapped armor pieces. It not only keeps you warm in winter, but also has a first-class bulletproof level. It is said to be several times stronger than armor.
The cotton armor that was widely equipped in the Qing Dynasty cannot even be called a copycat, because it is a copy of the cotton armor from the Ming Dynasty.
"Hey, Dazhi, you'd better speak clearly, so that everyone will be estranged and unhappy." Just when Chang Yu was checking on Mianjia, Yang Wuwei sighed, glanced at Jia Dazhi beside him and said.
Cough cough, Jia Dazhi felt a little embarrassed, coughed lightly and said: "Don't be surprised, Mr. Chang. Recently, the capital camp has changed its leadership, and strict inspections have been carried out from top to bottom. I am afraid that after today, this business will no longer be possible. I heard that this time It's not a joke, it's serious, and the reason why we made an appointment in this damn place is because I had no choice but to do it."
Chang Yu suddenly realized that it seemed that Wang Jiayan had set a fire after taking office. He hoped that a spark could start a prairie fire and burn all the trash in the capital camp.
"That's it. I was shocked. I thought I was going to take advantage of others." Chang Yu turned to look at the dozen or so masked men in black scarves not far away and said with a smile.
Hahaha, Luo Xingwei laughed a few times: "We were waiting for you to come, and we were worried that you might have some plans, so we were shocked!" Everyone laughed when they heard this, and Chang Yu was glad that it turned out to be a false alarm. The sentimental people are also afraid that I am fishing for law enforcement.
Three hundred cotton armor was less than a thousand taels of silver, and Chang Yu only had more than a hundred. According to the old rules, the balance was handed over to Yang Wuwei. Because of the previous experience, Jia Dazhi did not say anything nonsense this time, but kept regretting it. Why didn't you get to know Chang Yu earlier? He had just tasted the sweetness and was about to stop, feeling annoyed in his words.
Chang Yu and the others drove six carts back to the city, while Jia Dazhi and others dispersed.
Yang Wuwei offered to help drive the car, and Chang Yu agreed. He was the only person who knew Chang Yu's identity. Although he did not have a close relationship with him and was not close to him, he was honest and righteous, so Chang Yu still looked at him differently.
In a hurry, a few people entered the city through Deshengmen before dark, and then went all the way south into the imperial city through Bei'anmen (Di'anmen). However, Yang Wuwei did not follow up, so Chang Yu let him do it for the sake of caution. Wait in the usual place outside the front door.
After entering the imperial city, the convoy went straight to the Royal Horse Prison. Chang Yu immediately distributed the mianjia and told them to rest as soon as possible and leave the capital for business tomorrow morning.
After the explanation, Chang Yu hurried back to the Prince's Mansion and prepared to take some silver to send to Yang Wuwei.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the prince's palace, he was told by Fang San that the prince was waiting for him in the palace and said that he would practice it for him.
In Duanben Palace, it was as warm as spring. There was a low table set up in the main hall. There were trays of refreshments on the table. There was a fist-sized Boshan stove in one corner. A hint of fragrance curled up, making people wake up.
Zhu Cixiang was sitting on one side. When he saw Chang Yu coming in, he stretched out his hand to signal Chang Yu to sit down.
Chang Yu had no expression on his face and sat down quietly on the cotton cushion. He reached out to pick up the teacup and was about to pour the tea, but was stopped by Zhu Cixiang. He poured the tea for Chang Yu himself and handed it over with respectful hands.
Chang Yu was a little surprised. Normally, the two of them could talk to each other in plain language, which was against the rules in this era. It would not be an exaggeration to say it was disrespectful. At this time, Zhu Cixiang's move was even more contrary to the knowledge of the emperor and his ministers, and disturbed the dignity!
"Why is the prince like this? Doesn't it hurt me?" Chang Yu bowed and stood up, not taking the cup of tea.
Zhu Cixiang stood up immediately, still holding the toast with both hands, looked at Chang Yu and said seriously: "From the moment I met you, I felt that you were extraordinary. After that, I was shocked to hear about the dream of the immortal man, and even more, I was respectful, no matter what Dare to be proud, just like what my mother said, how can you be a mortal to have a dream from an immortal? You are both extraordinary and loyal to the Ming Dynasty. Even though I am the crown prince, I will not underestimate you. We do not regard you as king, minister, master and servant. How about we be called brothers? ?”
Chang Yu looked stunned, watching the fifteen or sixteen-year-old child in front of him say these words. For a moment, he couldn't tell the truth from Zhu Cixiang's words.
After all, children are maturing precociously these days, not to mention a prince like Zhu Cihong who has been taught all kinds of ways to govern his subordinates since he was a child. How credible is his words now?
But come to think of it, Zhu Cixiang is only a teenager after all. Although he looks only three or four years older than him, in fact he was already twenty-six or seventy-years-old in his previous life. In terms of mind, heart, and life experience, he is not like this little kid. Comparable.
Moreover, Zhu Cixiang did have an indescribable sense of dependence on him during the day, that kind of trust and intimacy between his eldest brothers, and even the childish habits that he usually suppressed would be revealed inadvertently, plus that The so-called immortals almost deify themselves through dreams. Therefore, he believed that Zhu Cixiang's words were more likely to come from the sincerity, and of course other factors could not be ruled out.
After figuring out the joints, Chang Yu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to pour a cup of tea, and raised his hands in salute: "The relationship between king and minister is family relationship, and the love between brothers is human relationship. There is no contradiction between the two. Both can be present. Let's use tea instead of wine. , drank this cup.” The implication is that we can be kings and ministers and we can also be brothers.
This answer was so satisfying to Zhu Cixiang that he was immediately overjoyed and said, "It's done." He raised his head and said it.
