Mo Crow looked at the little fat man who was still complaining about his grievances as if he were a fool. The little fat man seemed to be undefended and told all his life experience.
"Are you Yang Quanjun's illegitimate son?" Mo Ya asked in surprise.
Yangquanjun of South Korea, this was the original title of Han Wang An’s brother. If Yang Quanjun hadn't wanted to seize the throne, the throne of Han Wangan might not have been his. Mo Ya never thought that among these old Korean nobles, there were actually descendants of the original Korean clan.
"What an illegitimate child? I was sent away when I was a child. I was born into the Korean clan in the Han Palace." The little fat man said proudly.
"You are Yang Quanjun's son, why are you still hanging around like this? The ninth son, Han Fei, served in the Qin Dynasty, and the fourth son, Han Yu, was destroyed. Logically speaking, you are the only remaining member of the old noble clan who is living outside?" Mo Ya He asked, staring at the little fat man.
"Because I don't want to get involved with them. I never lived a day of drinking, doing evil, and raping women. Now that Korea is gone, does it have anything to do with me? No. I didn't enjoy it when Korea was there. The clan's treatment is so bad that after it dies, someone needs to stand up and lead the rebellion. I'm thinking of you.
I am not a wealthy person in Nanyang because of my business, but I can also be considered a wealthy person. Now I am asked to turn around and do a business that is losing money. Do you think I can do this business at a loss? I just spent money to marry a beautiful wife like a flower, and now you want me to die? dream. If these people hadn't revealed my identity by saying I didn't rebel with them, why wouldn't I have suffered here? "The little fat man took out a valuable ring from his arms and kissed it.
Seeing such a sober and unusual little fat man, Mo Ya didn't know what to say for a while, but he thought about what the little fat man said just now that the harder he cried, the higher his status would be in the future, so he asked.
"Tch, isn't there nothing we can do about it? I'm forced to have no choice now. Anyway, I've joined in, and it's just a dark road. If these people really succeed in returning to the country, I can also live a life of bullying men and women. Luxurious life. Mr. Ziyou, a Confucianist, is right. A beautiful woman is nothing but a thief. It’s a pity for a young talent like me. Under the new Qin tax law, I paid a lot of taxes to Nanyang in a year. "
The little fat man became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he really was an innocent businessman who was forced to turn into a bandit. He shouted
"Damn Great Qin! Overthrow the violent Qin! Restore our mountains and rivers!"
The people around looked at the little fat man who stood up and were filled with indignation. They were inspired to stand up and shouted: Overthrow the tyrannical Qin and restore our homeland. Looking at the little fat man with such a big contrast, Mo Ya no longer knew how to describe this man. Maybe this guy was a born businessman. If nothing else, with his shamelessness and bottomless character, it would be a pity not to become a profiteer. Thinking that this little fat man was a wealthy businessman himself, Mo Ya felt that if he didn't succeed, no one would.
The little fat man sat down again and took out a gemstone ring from his arms and handed it to Mo Crow. Under Mo Crow's confused eyes, the little fat man explained.
"We are all Korean dignitaries. After all, we are one family. We see that you are poorly dressed and have suffered a lot when you are outside. This is my little thought. I can't bear it on my shoulders and can't lift it with my hands, but I see you It’s different. You can see that he has good kung fu. If you really make a great contribution to the restoration of the country, don’t forget to give me a hand in the future.”
The little fat man didn't wait for Mo Ya's reaction before he put the gem ring into Mo Ya's hand.
"Last year, when the Qin army defeated the Huns and returned, the King of Qin ordered a general amnesty for the whole world, including the old nobles who had perished. The Qin law clearly stipulates that those who report the rebels will be exempted." Mo Ya looked at the little fat man with complicated eyes and said.
Mo Crow had a good impression of the little fat man in front of him and wanted to give him a reminder. After all, this little fat man is indeed a talent, and he was forced to participate in the restoration of the country by South Korea's old nobles.
When the little fat man heard Mo Crow's words, he couldn't help but smile awkwardly and said with some embarrassment.
"Not studying literature or practicing martial arts. Isn't this the essence of us powerful disciples who are ignorant and ignorant? It's enough for me to know how to read and do business. What's the use of learning so much knowledge? I still can't get rid of my low status as a businessman. . It’s better to use this time for enjoyment. Isn’t it just for my enjoyment that I work hard to make money?”
"Then you, Mr. You on the left and Mr. You on the right, don't you study Confucianism?" Mo Ya asked.
"Of course not. Without the status of a clan, and Qin's law is so strict, naturally we can no longer bully men and dominate women. We can only rely on being arty to attract the girls in Wanhua Tower. I don't know why, Wanhua Tower The girl here particularly liked what Mr. Ziyou said. Naturally, I remembered some of it through hearing and seeing, and quarreling with others can also show my knowledge." said the little fat man.
Mo Ya looked at the little fat man in front of him with some surprise. This was the first time he saw such a casual and free-spirited person. If this little fat man has a way to find the Taoist family, as long as the Taoist family accepts him, this little fat man's future achievements will definitely not be low.
"We've met each other, but I haven't asked you your name yet? I'm in Han Yun, but you don't know your brother's name?" the little fat man asked.
"Zhang family disciple, Zhang Feifan." Mo Ya said casually.
"Brother Feifan, when I heard your name, I knew it was extraordinary."
The little fat man Han Yun was still praising Mo Crow, which made Mo Crow stunned for a while, and even showed a look of shame. But soon the little fat man's voice stopped. Not only the little fat man, but the entire camp became quiet.
"Brother Fei Fei, the real big shot is here." The little fat man reminded.
Mo Ya looked in the direction Han Yun was looking, and his eyes suddenly tightened as his whole body felt like he was struck by lightning. The big shot in Han Yun's mouth, Mo Ya, was all too familiar. He was Han Yu, the fourth son of South Korea who died when the city was breached. Although Han Yu was wearing half a mask on his face at this time, as Ji Wuye's number one enemy, Mo Ya was very familiar with Han Yu.
Looking at Mo Ya's eyes, Han Yun had a hint of surprise in his eyes, but then he suppressed it and asked in a low voice
"Brother Fei Fei, do you recognize the Fourth Young Master?"
After hearing Han Yun's words, Mo Ya put away his surprise and shook his head.
"I don't recognize him. I just met the Fourth Young Master a few times when I followed my old master. I thought he looked similar when I looked at this figure just now. But I remember, didn't the Fourth Young Master Han Yu die after the city was destroyed? My Qin army also found it back then. He found the body of the Fourth Young Master."
"I heard that he was just a stand-in for the Fourth Young Master. It is said that there was an expert behind the Fourth Young Master. When they were defending the city, the city wall of Xinzheng collapsed. The expert rescued the Fourth Young Master and buried the stand-in inside. He was taken away by this master." Han Yun explained.
It is common for powerful people to have substitutes. As for Han Yu being rescued when the city was destroyed, Mo Ya thought it was possible. Kaifangdi defended the city with Han Yu, but he did not die in the end. He returned to the Zhang family and drank poison to die for his country.
Listening to the various morale-boosting words Han Yu said on the high platform, Mo Ya listened carefully, trying to analyze some of the restoration plans of these old Korean nobles, but Han Yu just said some inspiring nonsense. , Han Yun couldn't stop nodding and dozing off after listening to these words.
Looking at Han Yun, Mo Ya felt that this person might know something, so he waited slowly. Soon Han Yu left, and the remaining old Korean nobles started chatting again. The little fat man Han Yun on the side was already drowsy at the moment.
As night fell, Mo Ya looked at Han Yun who was already asleep beside him, knocked him out with a palm, and took him away from the camp under the cover of night. At this time, Yan Lingji and Xue Nu outside the camp were surprised to see Mo Ya coming back with a meat ball on his back.
Mo Ya told them about the little fat Han Yun. The two of them looked at Han Yun as if they were looking at something strange.
"This guy is really extraordinary." Yan Lingji said.
Xue Nu also nodded, and after the remaining two killers also exited the camp, everyone took Han Yun back to Ziyou's courtyard. Mo Ya reported to Zi You all the findings from today's investigation.
"You mean Han Yu is still alive?" Ziyou asked in surprise.
"Yes." Mo Ya said.
Ziyou knocked on the table and thought about who might have rescued Han Yu. When the army attacked the city, there was also a melee on the city wall. It was possible that someone took the opportunity to rescue Han Yu. As for this rescue of Han Yu Ziyou thought it might be this old guy Guiguzi. At first, hundreds of families gathered in Xinzheng City, but most people were just waiting and watching. Only Guiguzi and the Yin and Yang family participated.
Xinghun and Da Siming of the Yin Yang family were beaten half to death by Black and White Xuanjian. Shao Siming followed him and had no chance to save Han Yu. Only Gui Guzi, who had never shown a trace, could take Han Yu away.
"Sir, do you want the Xinzheng garrison to capture them?" Mo Ya asked.
"No, let's play the long game to catch the big fish. Han Yu, the Korean prince, has shown up, and all the exiled Korean dignitaries should have returned. The people in that camp should only be part of them. I want to see what they want to do? " Ziyou said.
"Yes, sir."
"Is this person Han Yun, the son of Lord Yangquan of South Korea?" Ziyou said while looking at Han Yun lying on the ground and touching his chin.
From Mo Crow's words, Ziyou discovered that Han Yun was not what Mo Crow said. If a businessman was so casual and without any precautions, he would have been eaten up to the point where no bones or dregs were left.
"Wake him up," Ziyou said.
Mo Ya looked at Han Yun who was still unconscious, took out a silver needle and inserted it into Han Yun's acupuncture point. The unconscious Han Yun immediately jumped up from the ground and shouted.
"Who the hell put a needle in me? Do you want to live?"
Han Yun looked around angrily, looking at the unfamiliar environment and the strangers looking at him with a faint smile. His angry face suddenly changed, and he said with an apologetic and flattering smile.
"You guys, you don't know why you invited me here? If you need my help, just ask. Please accept this little thought."
As he spoke, Han Yun took out a money bag from his arms and opened the money bag. It was full of expensive jewelry and gold. Han Yun's small eyes kept scanning around, and his eyes swept over everyone's bodies. When he saw the white-haired Snow Girl, without waiting for Ziyou to speak, he knelt down to Ziyou and said
"Han Yun, a businessman from Nanyang, pays homage to Mr. Wang. Sir, do you want to make the decision for the villain!?"
After talking about Han Yun, he burst into tears. Han Yun's sudden change of face made everyone look at him.
"Do you know me?" Ziyou looked at Han Yun with interest and asked.
Mo Ya on the side looked at Han Yun who looked like this and immediately realized that he had been deceived. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at Han Yun cautiously. As a killer, Mo Ya thought he knew a person very well, but Han Yun deceived him in just a few words and couldn't help but regard him as a dangerous person.
"The villain is just a Nanyang businessman, how can he recognize Mr. Ziyou? There are rumors in the world that wherever Mr. Ziyou goes, he will be accompanied by confidantes. One of them is Snow Girl, the number one dancer in the Seven Kingdoms, and Snow Girl is the most annoying girl. What attracts people’s attention is this hair as white as snow.” Han Yun said.
Hearing Han Yun's words, Xue Nu glanced at her white hair and shrugged helplessly. Her hair was natural and could not be changed. She didn't want to be so conspicuous. Usually other people talked about her white hair. , Xue Nu would feel angry, but after being praised like this by Han Yun, she didn't feel much at all.
"You are worthy of being one of the best merchants in Nanyang. According to rumors, you are vaguely expected to become the second Emerald Tiger in Nanyang and the richest man in Yingchuan County, right?" Ziyou said, looking at Han Yun.
"Mr. Ziyou is joking. I just accepted the gift from Qin. In the past, thieves were everywhere in Korea. If merchants did not have enough guards, they would definitely return empty-handed. Now, under the governance of Qin, Yingchuan County has been wiped out. After the annihilation, we merchants have an environment for doing business, and all of this is a gift from the king and the State of Qin." Han Yun continued.
If other old Korean nobles heard Han Yu's flattering words, they would definitely draw their swords and kill this villain who insulted the Korean clan, but Ziyou just shook his head and said
"You said you wanted me to make the decision for you, what kind of decision do you want me to make for you!?"
Hearing Ziyou ask this, Han Yun suddenly burst into tears and yelled miserably.
"Mr. Ziyou, the villain did not deliberately conceal his identity as the son of the Korean clan Yangquan Jun, but except for being born in the Han Palace, the villain grew up in Nanyang County for the rest of his life. He only learned his identity after the demise of Korea. It’s not that the villain deliberately concealed it. As for calling the shots, the villain reported that Korean remnant Han Yu had gathered a large group of Korean remnants to prepare for a rebellion in Xinzheng, thus affecting the stability of Yingchuan County.”
Seeing such a straightforward purchase of Hanyun, an old and expensive Korean businessman, Ziyou just smiled and said nothing. Luowang has been investigating this wealthy businessman in Nanyang. It was not Luowang who targeted him, but Hanyun for business. He once had business dealings with Luo Wang, so Luo Wang always had information about Han Yun. Ziyou believed what Han Yun said. If Han Yun really wanted to join Han Yu's rebellion, he would not come in person at all. He would just provide help behind the scenes and personally participate in the rebellion. This is not in line with the idea of a businessman. .
(End of chapter)
