New Story of Lv Bu

In the third year of the Han Dynasty, on the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month, the Western Regions, the seat of the Western Regions Protectorate, was in a mansion in Qiuci City.

In front of the door of the mansion, looking around, there were silk satin everywhere, piled up like hills. In the gap between hills, hundreds of men were sorting goods one by one, giggling from time to time, as if they had picked up gold ingots out of thin air. In the back house, thousands of pack horses, war horses and camels are quietly eating fodder with eggs and bean cakes.

Jade Luosha was dressed in snow-white Diaoqiu, wearing a warm hat, standing on the steps with his hands under his hands, watching all this quietly. Not far away, her only son, also the former Huangjin Qushuai-the nickname called the little third son-Zhao Yin, the posthumous son of Zhao Hong, was brandishing a wooden knife, riding a bamboo stick, and playing a game of horseback fighting. His little face was red with cold, and his mouth was babbling.

Ugh! It is indeed the posthumous son of the former Huangjinqu commander Zhao Hong Zhao Dashuai! This problem with swordsmanship and swordsmanship just cannot be corrected! I will be ten years old soon, and my favorite all day long is martial arts fitness. Is that kind of gentle, courteous, frugal and conscientious when I was a child, can it be pretended to be unsuccessful? Thinking of this, the Jade Raksha could not help but sounded the husband who had been dead for many years. In her memory, the appearance of the husband seemed to have gradually faded away and gradually became blurred. The only thing she can't forget is the exhausted look when she first met.

The dead are dead, the living are like this! Now that ten years have passed, his Jade Raksha has worked hard and finally fulfilled the promise she made to her husband. "Yes, I regret it! But, this is to leave a few seeds for Taipingdao! As long as time is taken, these fires will form one after another, which will eventually gather into a raging fire and destroy this old world!"

This remark was Zhao Hong's entrustment before he died. "Don't worry, I will live on, and bring all your hopes, and bring them up to adults. Then they will be passed on from generation to generation as a kind of fire for the Taipingdao!" These words are the promise of the Jade Rakshasa. At that time, in Wancheng, in the midst of misery, the husband and wife waved goodbye to each other. From then on, they were close at hand.

Thinking of this, Jade Luosha's eyes were a little moist. Since Zhao Hong died in battle, in the past ten years, God knows how she survived? On every night of miserable wind and rain, she is always alone, sitting all night till dawn. No one knows that in the day, the big treasurer, who was determined to kill and was extremely strong, turned out to be like a grieving woman at night, crying until dawn.

"The treasurer, this time we made a lot of money!" As Yu Luosha recalled the past, a rude voice broke her thoughts, and the butler came over with a smile on his face. "Go, come in and talk." Yu Luosha turned and entered the room, sitting cross-legged on the upper head. Lao Zhangwei followed her into the room, stomped his feet, raised his head, his eyes and brows were smiling.

"A few days ago, those people who joined the group cried and shouted to withdraw their shares and let us buy the hoarded silk at the original price. You made a message at that time to buy it at a 30% off the original price. If you don't want to, get out. News When it spreads out, the merchants in Kucha City are all pleading, let us accept their goods. You stomped your feet, and all of them were wrapped up!"

Speaking of this, Lao Zhang's face showed a trace of cruelty. "No, as soon as the news of General Tianxiong's conquest of the Guishuang Empire came, these guys were crying! They first ran to us and begged us to sell silk satin at a 30% discount. Give it to them. I turned my face at the time. "In Shangyanshang, I didn't do this! You are still shameless? At the beginning, you thought that the Han army could not beat Guishuang, so I begged our big shopkeeper to accept the goods. Now, as soon as the Han army wins, it’s bashful? 30% off? Do your mother’s spring and autumn dreams! It’s seven times, and it won’t be sold to you wolves!'"

"These merchants have to confide in their arguments, and they were all beaten out by my order! Unexpectedly, as soon as these wolves went out, they would go to the Western Regions Protector's House to file a lawsuit. Lord Kanghou and Gai Changshi heard them and pronounced the verdict in court. , I slapped these merchants out, saying, dare to mess around and act strictly according to the law! No, I have just got the news, so I’m here to report it to you. It’s really'Sheng Mien's grudges!'"

The Jade Rakshasa sat there, watching his nose, his nose and his heart, as if an old monk entered concentration. Finally, after listening to the old Zhang Lala finished talking, she raised her eyes and looked out the door. In business, since we have done this business, we must pay attention to integrity and abide by the spirit of the contract. However, it is not without reason that the businessmen of this dynasty are called profiteers. What they did this time is enough to be a warning.

"Now, how many pieces of silk are there in our hands?" Yu Luosha turned his face and asked loudly. "One hundred and eight thousand five hundred and forty-eight horses." Lao Zhang is clear about his own goods. Hearing that the shopkeeper started to inquire, he immediately reported the number as precious. "Well, take out five thousand horses and auction them in public, and the higher price will get." Jade Luosha said softly.

"The five thousand pieces of silk and satin to feed the wolf? How did this happen?" Lao Zhang fell out in amazement. However, in a moment of being here, he suddenly realized. The big shopkeeper's thoughts are truly meticulous! This time the big shopkeeper made a decisive move, and almost monopolized 40% of the folk silk, and the real tree attracted the wind. If you see that you can take out five thousand pieces of silk and invite people to buy it. This is definitely a very appropriate treatment.

"Okay! I'll do it now!" Old Zhang crossed his hands and bowed in salute. "You have a little control, the price should not be too high, just keep it at about twice, so they have to make more money. Those who are old, weak, sick, poor and small households, half-sold and half-delivered. Doing business is very gentle. Make money. As for those who are arrogant, it is not reasonable to hold them, let them get away from me as far as they can!"

Speaking of this, Jade Raksha was slapped at the case, and at this moment, her face was full of frost, and she was quite unangered and self-prestigious. "No!" Old Zhang crossed his hands respectfully. He has seen the kung fu under the hands of the big treasurer, and he is truly an enemy of ten thousand people! It is said that Zhao Qushuai's kung fu was taught by the treasurer himself. Someone dared to commit a crime against the great treasurer, don't they want to live?

"By the way, the treasurer, a few days ago, when the Guishuang people were besieging the city, didn't our animals fall ill with more than a thousand horses? Thanks to the rescue of the medical team and the veterinary team, the tens of thousands of animals in the city of Qiuci were safe. We also benefited a lot. It’s just that the fighting was fierce at the time, and the robes of the medical and veterinary teams were unable to give their names. Today I went to the Duhu Fu and met them. Without a word, I asked them for their daggers. Coming here! She is also a beautiful woman. It is said that she is from Bingzhou!"

When Lao Zhang turned around to leave, he suddenly remembered something, turned around again, and made a report to Jade Raksha. Upon hearing this, Jade Raksha was overjoyed. For Middle-earth, thousands of miles away, the Western Regions are a barren land. It is really not easy to meet a deceased from the same state in Qiuci City! What's more, this chief medical officer turned out to be a beautiful woman.

"Hurry up!" Jade Luosha immediately rose up. Taking advantage of Lao Zhang's time to invite people, she went out and called Zhao Yin back, who was having fun. She twisted a handful of hot towels and wiped Zhao Yin's red face and hands. clean. Then, she twisted Zhao Yin's ears and put him on the couch. "Little bunny, it's been a day of playing, it's serious to hurry up and study!" Yu Luosha cursed bitterly. "Mother, it hurts???" Zhao Yin pouted and found the book reluctantly.

At this moment, the door curtain was lifted, and Lao Zhang walked in with a graceful and vigorous woman wearing a drapery hat. The woman wears a dagger inlaid with gold and jade around her waist, and she pulls a girl like pink jade with her left hand, looking like Zhao Yin in her age. "The medical team Cao Jie has seen the big shopkeeper!" The woman took a blessing, took off the hat on her head, and a clear and refined face appeared in front of Jade Rakshasa. "What a beautiful and refined beauty! I am Jade Raksha!" Jade Raksha smiled and blessed.

"I'm Zhao Yin, Zhao from the country of Zhao, who lives in seclusion. What is your name?" As soon as he saw the little girl with pink makeup and jade, Zhao Yin collapsed and ran to the little girl. Jilai introduced himself familiarly. "My name is Zhang Mo, with a long bow, and ink ink." The little girl replied generously. "A girl, how is Zhang Mo called?" Zhao Yin asked in surprise. My mother said that my father's face was black, so she called it Zhang Mo. "The little girl's face was full of sadness. "So, have you never seen your father?" Zhao Yin asked. Zhang Mo nodded gently. "Me too. "Zhao Yin answered with a pursed lips.

"Look, the two of them talked so happily! The kid Zhao Yin is weird. He has never had such a happy chat with anyone." Lao Zhang arched his hand and walked away. Jade Luosha's eyes moved away from Zhao Yin and Zhang Mo who were chatting enthusiastically, and looked at Cao Jie. "He is a posthumous child and has never seen his biological father." "Ah! Zhang Mo too, his father is a dub of the Bingzhou Army, his face is black. In the seventh year of Guanghe, he went on an expedition with Dasima and died in the battle of Changsha. Now." Cao Jie sighed and said bluntly.

"I said my sister, did you say it was a coincidence? Zhao Yin's father was killed in the seven-year war in Wancheng, but he was a yellow scarf." Yu Luosha stretched out his hand and squeezed Cao Jie's tightly. hand. "Now it's all over, and there are still hundreds of thousands of yellow towels in the territory of the prefecture! If it weren't for being forced to survive, who would take the risk and make the yellow towels? You said, didn't you?" Cao Jie replied with a smile.

"Sister, we are the caravan, and you are the medical team and the veterinary team. Since we are going west, why not let us go together." Yu Luosha said sincerely. "Just like a king's words!" Cao Jie thought for a while, and finally nodded. "Good sister!" "Good sister!" The four hands of the two people clasped tightly again.

The widow of Huangjin Qushuai and the widow of the officer of Bingzhou met in this dramatic way in the Western Regions Qiuci City, which is thousands of miles away from the middle earth of the Han Dynasty.

This is probably the fate of both of them.