The business at Manchun Tower was unexpectedly booming, and it was overcrowded for three days in a row.
Wang Hui got the news from Sister Hong that the profit in three days had caught up with the previous month, and there was a look of disbelief on his face.
"Officer, Mr. Zhao is really smart. We used to do business at night. Now the guests wash their feet and play cards during the day and spend the night. They eat, drink and have fun in the building. Some guests don't even leave for three days in a row. Chunlou." Sister Hong showed admiration.
Wang Hui nodded, feeling a little regretful, but fortunately, in addition to the rent, he still had half of the shares, and there should be a lot of dividends at the end of the year.
At this time, everyone in Manchun Building was beaming with joy, but Zhao Tai was sitting in the shop with a melancholy look.
When Wang Hui and others upstairs saw this scene, Sister Hong said, "You have obviously made money, why is Mr. Zhao unhappy?"
Wang Hui stroked his beard, "This is what people who can achieve great things do. If they are not satisfied with the status quo, they will keep pushing themselves."
At this time, Zhao Tai's mind was no longer on Manchun Tower. Business was booming in the building, but he didn't get much useful information from the guests.
People here also talk about Mongolia and the Jin Kingdom, but after all, Chuzhou is far away from Lin'an and is not the political center of the Song Dynasty. The level of the guests is the level of a country man talking about national affairs. It can only be said that it is outrageous and of little value.
After three days, Zhao Tai got basically no useful information, and he didn't even know the opinions of the ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty.
"It's still too far from Lin'an! It seems that an intelligence base must be established in Lin'an, but there are many dignitaries, literati and poets gathering there. I'm afraid there will be something arty. The things in Chuzhou are too vulgar, so I'm afraid it won't work." Zhao Tai sighed inwardly.
It was getting late, Zhao Tai stood up and was about to find Sister Hong to give some instructions when Hu Zhen suddenly entered the hall. He looked around and when he saw Zhao Tai, he walked straight over and whispered to Zhao Tai.
Zhao Tai raised his eyebrows, "Really?"
Hu Zhen nodded, "Zhou County Lieutenant has just arrived, and he is still waiting at the dock."
Zhao Tai heard the words and walked out quickly, and soon left the city. When he returned to the pier, he saw a group of Song soldiers on the pier.
Zhao Tai hurriedly boarded the ship. Wanyan Chenglin and Zhou Quan, who were talking in the cabin, stood up quickly when they saw him coming in.
"Zhou County Lieutenant!" Zhao Tai bowed his hands.
Zhou Quan returned the gift, glanced at Zhao Tai, and said coldly: "Member Zhao is so excited! The Mongolian envoy has already left for Lin'an, but you are not in a hurry at all."
Zhao Tai listened to his words and knew that he thought he visited prostitutes every day, but he did not explain it. Instead, he asked: "Lieutenant Zhou, but there is news from Lin'an, will we be allowed to go to Lin'an?"
Zhou Quan shook his head, "The court hasn't responded yet, but someone wants to see you."
Zhao Tai felt disappointed in his heart, but still asked: "Who is it?"
Zhou Quan said: "We'll find out when we get there."
Zhao Tai and Wanyan Chenglin looked at each other with some hesitation in their eyes.
This Zhou Quan has not shown up since the first day they met. He came running as soon as the Mongols arrived, making people somewhat suspicious of his motives.
Zhou Quan seemed to see through the concerns of the two people and sneered: "If I want to harm you, I can have people set fire to them in the middle of the night or send people to dig through the bottom of the ship. Why go around in such a big circle!"
Zhao Tai thought about it and nodded after a little hesitation, "Okay! I'll go with you."
Zhou Quan then pointed to a set of military uniforms on the desk, "Then please put on Zhao, please, and then come with me."
Zhao Tai put on Song army clothes, followed Zhou Quan off the ship, and then rode out of Chuzhou to a military camp in the east.
In the camp, military flags were flying, and Song soldiers wearing fiery red armor were conducting drills.
From far away, Zhao Tai heard the sound of bugles and slogans, and saw densely packed soldiers forming neat queues in the main campus, stabbing with swords and spears.
Zhao Tai had seen the Jin soldiers drill, and found the scene very shocking at the time, but compared to the army in front of him, the intensity of the Jin Army's drills was actually weaker.
As he approached the camp, Zhao Tai saw thousands of spears thrust together at the officer's command, making a soul-stirring sound. Thousands of horizontal knives were raised over there, the snow-white blades gleaming with silver, and the sound of killing was heard. Shocking.
"Are these soldiers from the Song Dynasty?" Zhao Tai was a little surprised. In his subconscious, he always thought that the Song soldiers stretched their hips very much.
At this time, the group of people had arrived at the gate of the camp, and the mighty soldiers immediately blocked the way. However, after Zhou Quan revealed his identity, he allowed the group to enter.
Zhao Tai entered the camp and followed Zhou Quan to the vicinity of the Chinese army commander's tent. Zhou Quan arranged a tent for him, "Executive member Zhao, please wait here for now. I will report to the Prime Minister."
After finishing speaking, Zhou Quan left the tent, leaving Zhao Tai alone.
"Mr. Minister? Who could it be?" Zhao Tai thought hard, but had no idea.
However, from seeing the situation just now, Zhao Tai was able to get some simple information.
First of all, looking at the appearance of the Song Army, the opponent should be a main combatant.
Secondly, he secretly met with him, and his stance should be in favor of joining forces to fight against Mongolia.
Finally, since it is the general manager, he must be the feudal official who is in charge of all the power.
The journey to the Song Dynasty was equivalent to a province in later generations. Zhao Tai couldn't help but feel a little excited. He was about to meet a noble person.
Zhao Tai waited in the tent for a long time before Zhou Quan returned to the tent and told him: "Zhao will wait for the Lianghuai System to meet Mr. Zhao Xianggong. I don't need to say more about the rules you should pay attention to!"
"Place an envoy under the Lianghuai system?" Zhao Tai's heart was beating wildly. He was a high-ranking official, equivalent to the commander-in-chief of the Jiangbei Military Region.
Zhao Tai nodded quickly, "I understand!"
"Then come with me!" Zhou Quan said immediately.
When Zhou Quan led Zhao Tai out of the tent and introduced him some basic information, Zhao Tai finally knew that the person who wanted to see him was Zhao Fan.
Zhao Fan was a famous general in the Southern Song Dynasty. He also had a younger brother named Zhao Kui, who was also a famous general in the Southern Song Dynasty.
It was Zhou Quan who raised the curtain and said, "Come in!"
When Zhao Tai entered the tent, he saw a high-ranking official in a scarlet robe, sitting behind the handsome desk. He had a thin appearance, bright eyes, and was very dignified.
"My lord, Mr. Zhao Tai!" Zhao Tai bowed and saluted.
Zhao Fan stood up, walked around the desk, walked up to Zhao Tai, looked up and down, "You are Zhao Tai!"
Zhao Tai could only say: "I am Zhao Tai!"
Zhao Fan's voice was loud and full of energy, and he suddenly asked, "You were the one who poisoned Tuo Lei? Was it you who robbed the camp of hundreds of horses? Was it you who used the alienation trick to make Mongolia retreat?"
Zhao Tai was shocked. He didn't expect that his deeds had spread to the Southern Song Dynasty.
"Yes, I did it!" Zhao Tai puffed up his chest and responded loudly.
Zhao Fan nodded slightly, and then asked again: "I heard that you are still a descendant of King Qin?"
Zhao Taidao: "I am the eighth generation grandson of King Qin!"
Zhao Fandao: "Since you are from my clan in the Song Dynasty and the son of the Han family, why do you serve the gold thief?"
