Yan Qi immediately ordered Lin Ruoshan: "Go and poison Bata's carrier pigeon and flying eagle to prevent him from transmitting any information."
"yes!"
Lin Ruoshan immediately went to deal with the matter.
Yan Qi looked at Bata who fainted and said to Hutou: "Carry Mr. Bata to the Chinese Medicine Hall so that he can be cured."
"yes!"
Hutou grabbed Bata and went straight to Hua Medicine Hall.
…
Chinese Medicine Hall.
Bata finally woke up.
His eyes were dull and his energy was slack.
"No, I want to send a message immediately to tell Ye Ge that the transaction failed."
Ignoring the pain all over his body, Bata limped out of the Chinese Medicine Hall and went straight to the post house.
"Where is the carrier pigeon? Where is the carrier pigeon?"
Bata searched for homing pigeons.
Finally, four homing pigeons were found in the grass.
It's a pity that all the homing pigeons died.
Was poisoned to death.
Without the carrier pigeon, he would not have been able to convey the news of the failed transaction to Ye Ge.
This can affect the overall situation.
The homing pigeon dies sooner or later, so why is it dead now?
He had just sent a letter to Ye Ge yesterday, confirming that the deal was done. He asked Ye Ge to attack boldly without fear of insufficient supplies.
But now, the deal failed.
The letter cannot be delivered yet.
Yege received false information.
If Yege's front line is stretched too long and there is no supply, wouldn't it be very passive?
Bata felt panicked when he thought about it.
He was completely decadent.
He sat down on the ground and cried silently.
This trip to Dahua was a complete success.
It started off brilliantly.
The novella has twists and turns.
The ending is tragic and miserable.
Bata had cried enough, rubbed his face vigorously, and reviewed the story in detail.
Yan Qi, Ba Xianwang, Tian Fu, Lin Ruoshan, and Batina.
These key figures kept wandering in my mind.
In my mind, a game of chess was played.
Spin rapidly.
Finally, he locked on Yan Qi.
Even at the end of the day, Bata didn't know who had fallen into the trap and failed so miserably.
However, he knows who benefits and who does not.
The Eight Wise Kings have no profit.
The supplies of two million taels of silver were a bad check that was not cashed.
Moreover, the Eighth Sage King was so scolded by Yan Qi that he benefited so much that he almost died of anger.
So who exactly benefits?
Batina benefited.
She got two million pieces of silver
, returned to Turks in advance.
Who else has benefited?
Yan Qi!
Yan Qi's Huaxing Bank gained eight million taels of silver.
The more Bata thought about it, the more unpleasant it became.
Although this money is in his account.
However, a few days later, the Turks attacked Dahua.
All actions will be exposed.
As a wealthy businessman, his behavior of coming to purchase strategic materials will be completely exposed.
Once exposed, how can we get the money back?
If calculated this way, Yan Qi is the first beneficiary.
Moreover, it has benefited a lot.
That's eight million taels of silver.
Too much.
Bata calculated over and over again.
Yan Qi is indeed the beneficiary.
However, it doesn't look like Yan Qi did it on purpose.
Everything seems to be a coincidence.
Because Yan Qi didn't know the motive of his trip at all.
If he became the biggest beneficiary without knowing any of his motives, then Yan Qi would really be as smart as a demon.
Moreover, Yan Qi is quite interesting to him.
This is a contradiction.
Bata shook his head vigorously. These things were so confusing that he couldn't figure them out.
All in all, a mess.
"Why!"
Bata stood up and ordered his subordinates: "Let's set off, detour to the Western Region and return to the Turks."
Anyway, he had to leave.
He was packing up his gifts.
Yan Qi arrived.
"Mr. Bata, are you leaving now?"
Bata saw Yan Qi.
In my heart, there are mixed feelings.
He was very suspicious of Yan Qi.
But it's just suspicion.
Moreover, Yan Qi looked like a spring breeze, clueless, and he didn't look like a buttoner.
Bata's mood was complicated: "Master Yan, I have to leave."
Yan Qidao: "Can't you wait any longer? In three days, I will definitely transport the supplies, and you can go on the road with abundant supplies."
When Bata thought about it, his heart ached.
such a pity.
He couldn't wait any longer.
If he delayed it any longer, his life would be gone.
Bata said: "Sir, I can't delay it any longer. We must set off today."
Yan Qi sighed: "Hey, I didn't expect that you would still fall into the hands of the Eight Wise King. Even if he insists not to terminate the contract, there is nothing I can do."
Bata was silent.
Yan Qi added: "But don't worry, Mr. Bata, this money is in your account and no one will touch it. Moreover, there is interest."
"Thank you, Lord Yan. Thank you, Lord Yan."
Bata smiled bitterly inwardly.
What about interest?
Two days later, Tujue and Dahua started fighting. Yan Qi knew my intentions. How could I get the money back?
Bata could no longer be sad and got on his horse: "Master Yan, I take my leave."
Yan Qi said: "I'll give it to you."
Bata handed over his hand: "Thank you, sir."
Bata leaves the city.
Then he saw Leng Youxue leading a thousand cavalry standing at the gate of the city.
Heroic and extraordinarily stunning.
Bata was startled and a little scared.
"Master Yan, this... what does this mean?"
Yan Qi smiled: "When Mr. Bata came, he sent these war horses. Now that Mr. Bata wants to return to the Turks, I will naturally send these war horses to him. This is called coming but not reciprocating."
Only then did Bata feel relieved: "Master Yan is interested."
Yan Qi looked at the gray sky: "It's getting late, Mr. Bata, I'll take you on your way."
Bata was shocked.
Send me on my way?
This is too unlucky to say.
If Yan Qi is sent away, it will be sixty miles.
Just in time, we arrived at the Aoki Hunting Ground.
Bata said: "Master Yan, please come back. Thank you for your kindness."
Yan Qi pointed at the Qingmu Hunting Ground: "Mr. Bata, I have heard for a long time that you are very good at riding and shooting. Can we go in and have some fun?"
Bata also wanted to vent his anger. His hands were itchy for a moment, and he thought about playing for a while before leaving. He nodded and agreed: "Master Yan, please."
…
Bata is very good at riding and shooting.
Three arrows were shot in total.
There are no missed arrows.
Yan Qi laughed: "Mr. Bata is very good at archery."
Bata felt much better: "Master Yan, would you like to shoot a few arrows?"
Yan Qi shook his head: "I can't shoot arrows."
Bata was startled: "Does Master Yan really not know how to shoot arrows?"
Yan Qi nodded: "Really not."
Bata joked: "Master Yan can't shoot arrows, how can he be the deputy privy envoy?"
Yan Qiruo said with deep meaning: "If you don't know how to shoot, you can't be the Privy Deputy? In war, you rely on your brains, and you fight with food, weapons, and herbal supplies. Mr. Bata, am I right?"
Bata was startled.
He suddenly realized that there was something in Yan Qi's words.
Bata's mind was spinning rapidly: "Master Yan, I want to ask you, I want to ask you...ask you about..."
Yan Qi chuckled: "Don't be nervous. I really treat you as a friend. If you have any questions, just ask me. I won't blame you."
Bata's heart skipped a beat: "Master Yan, have I fallen into your trap?"
