Chapter 108 I want Yulin Guard

Because of Zhao Fubo and him, the gate of Wei Zhen’s Yulin Village was always open to Zhao Fubo. Zhao Fubo and Muke, who came here in the middle of the night, were still warmly entertained by Wei Zhen.

"What a mighty armor like General Song Fei!"

Like all warriors, Wei Zhen likes weapons and armor. Especially when he saw the armor worn by Zhao Fubo and Muke, he liked more in his heart.

At this time, some soldiers brought food to the three of them, and some young soldiers were frequently looking at Zhao Fubo Yimuke's armor. Some soldiers were naturally chasing with their eyes. Although they were wearing archer's chain mail, Juliana, who had already changed into women's clothing.

"Fu Bo, you are not staying in Huangsha City in the middle of the night. What are you doing here?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Fubo quietly told Wei Zhen.

"Uncle Wei, my second uncle and I have a quarrel. He once left and once right, he found someone to harm me!"

Although Wei Zhen was far away from Huangsha City, he was not ignorant of the things in Huangsha City. Especially the horse riding Muke had long made him understand that the matter of Safowan was true.

If others don’t know about the Dragon Teeth Saw, Wei Zhen will know about it.

Zhao Fubo's father Zhao Weinan personally created the Song Dynasty horse spear for his younger brother, which made him, a soldier-loving man, often envious in his heart.

But he never expected that Zhao Wuji was so cruel. In order to take Zhao Fubo's life, he even used this weapon.

"What are you going to do? Could it be..."

"Uncle Wei, I have occupied the Island of Felekhai now. I will definitely give my second uncle some great things and then take my people to live on the island. But I lack some staff, you see..."

The manpower is Zhao Fubo's plan to come here, and he doesn't need too many, he only needs a hundred and ten trustworthy ones. He can lead the Mamluk soldiers he bought in the future.

"For this matter... Uncle Wei doesn't help you, but you know that everyone in this village has a clear understanding of the staff. Even if I want to help you, there is no way!"

When Wei Zhen said these words, he felt a little embarrassed. The number of Mamluk soldiers in his village and the young Yulin Guards had long been reported to Sanniang in Liuyuan.

Wei Zhen's expression was seen by Zhao Fubo. He threw down the meat he was eating in his hand and still reminded Juliana.

"Hey, what are the little girl drinking? Sanniang said that the girls will do stupid things after drinking!"

Juliana gave Zhao Fubo a blank look, not knowing whether he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid, but the wine glass in his hand was thrown aside.

After Juliana's training, Zhao Fubo turned around and continued to talk with Wei Zhen.

"Uncle Wei, I'm not here to ask you to do something difficult. I'm just doing a small business with you. I want to buy some Mamluk cavalry."

Wei Zhen glared at Zhao Fubo's words. He didn't understand what Zhao Fubo wanted the cavalry to do, and the price of a Mamluk was not low. However, if Zhao Fubo bought it, it would not be a problem. He just had to report the name of a merchant that he often came to buy, and the business would be completed.

"This is not bad either, but do you know how much it costs?"

Looking at the expression on Wei Zhen’s face, Zhao Fubo felt extremely satisfied.

"Of course, now our Erlang is also a rich man!"

Taking advantage of Zhao Fubo's speech, Muke took out a few bulging wallets from the backpack he was carrying.

"Uncle Wei, actually what I want are those Yulin Guards. You know that they are the men of our Han family!"

Seeing Wei Zhen, who had just relaxed his mind when he saw the wallet, Zhao Fubo raised his heart again.

"Hey, boy, you don't know, that's not to sell it! Even if you sell it, you will definitely not be able to afford it!"

Indeed, the Yulin Guard was a soldier raised from the age of seven or eight according to the skills of the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty. Then all of them were warriors who stood up to death with one hand and were ready to die.

Although it is not as powerful as Muke's name, looking at the world, no matter which soldier in the East and West, these soldiers who are well-read and skilled in martial arts are the best.

From this practice alone, we can see that Zhao Fubo's father Zhao Weinan's ambitions were definitely not small. Around the time, my idea was that with these hundreds of Yulin Guards and a large number of Mamluk cavalry, an iron army could be built.

"Actually, Uncle Wei, it's not difficult to buy them at all. It just depends on whether you are willing to help!"

Zhao Fubo was determined to flatter Wei Zhen, but unexpectedly he slapped his legs.

"What are you saying? You are old. Uncle, I am thirty-five years old, but I am a good man of the past!"

He glared at Zhao Fubo, touched the thick beard on his chin before he made up his mind. Zhao Fubo would undoubtedly have to protect himself by buying troops. If he didn't sell it to him, if the root of his elder brother's family was broken, Wei Zhen would not be willing to let it go no matter what.

"Okay, let's talk about your method first. Let's talk about it first. If it works, I will sell you. If it doesn't work, just buy some ordinary Mamluk cavalry. At most, I will give you two more Yulin Army soldiers and be their leaders!"

When Zhao Fubo heard Wei Zhen's tone, he knew that things had already appeared, and he felt very happy.

"This is naturally, Uncle Wei. I heard Muke say that if the Yulin Guard doesn't do it well or run away, he will be castrated as Mamluk. I wonder if there is such a thing?"

When Zhao Fubo said these words, he looked at Wei Zhen with a smile. The latter turned his head and glared at Muke fiercely.

As for Muke, now he is Zhao Fubo's Muke, so he doesn't care about these things and just keeps sending military rations that he is used to eating snacks to his mouth.

Helplessly, what else can Wei Zhen, whose trump card was leaked by Muke?

"There is such a thing, but..."

Before Wei Zhen could say it, he was interrupted by Zhao Fubo. The way he spoke made Wei Zhen look at him several times, not knowing whether this was the Erlang Fubo he used to be.

"In this way, there was an escape incident here. You ran out to fifty, caught it and became a Mamluk, but they all bought it for people. Do you think this is OK?"

"This trick is OK, but it can't be that much!"

Wei Zhen sighed and turned around and gave Zhao Fubo a half-fold.

"Twenty-five, one more is not enough! And I have to take on a job that has not trained well, there are only so many, just be sure if you want it or not!"

Seeing Wei Zhen retreating step by step, Zhao Fubo's smile became even more sinister and cunning.

"Hehe, Uncle Wei is saying, this will ruin Uncle Wei's reputation, but it will be a loss! Otherwise, I have another way, do you think it will be successful!"

Looking at Zhao Fubo's appearance, Wei Zhen shook his head.

"How come you have become like this now? You were not such a bastard guy in the past. Could it be that it was taught by your teacher Martin?"

Wei Zhen's expression was really puzzled. He didn't understand why Zhao Fubo and Pu Shu's child once became like this in just a short time.

"Tsk, you don't understand, Teacher Martin said, this is called power struggle!"

Zhao Fubo taught Wei Zhen a specious definition very seriously, but as long as he can get the person, what does he call him?

"Do this happen, Uncle Wei, give me one hundred Yulin Guards, and I will give you one hundred and fifty slaves who are very similar to the Caucasians. Go back and practice them again. Even if someone wants to see them in the future, you will only mix them with the real ones, and you will not be able to see the reason if you measure others!"

When Zhao Fubo said his idea, Wei Zhen knew that Zhao Fubo in front of him had really changed. Not only did he become good at using methods, but he also became a little greedy.

"I'm afraid this kid will become the master of the Zhao family's family if he doesn't do it well in the future. As for Zhao Wuji and his son..."

Wei Zhen has never liked the character of Zhao Wuji and his son. Now Zhao Fubo has shown that he is vaguely trying to seize power in his family. Otherwise, why would he occupy an island, and why would he want the Yulin Guard instead of the Mamluk cavalry?

Therefore, Wei Zhen decided to test Zhao Fubo and see what he thought.

"Fu Bo, I can't give you these hundred Yulin Guards, but what do you want to do with them?"

This question made Zhao Fubo think about it. He didn't know whether he should tell Wei Zhen his intentions. His eyes wandered around the room. In fact, there were no people everywhere, but Zhao Fubo saw his dark red gun.

"If you want to talk about it for so many years, except Shu Yu, Wei Zhen has taken care of me. If you don't believe him, that would be so sorry!"

Wei Zhen couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when he saw Zhao Fubo's appearance, but his words were extremely smooth.

"Oh, it would be fine if Fu Bo is not good at speaking. It's not a big deal if you want some close bodyguards!"

"Uncle Wei, you don't have to say such an angry word, I will tell you my thoughts. Since I returned to Huangsha City last time, my uncle's family has already attacked me several times. It is said that it is a rude thing for me to come but never go, and it is also said that it is a rude thing for me! Since they want my life, I will give them some excellence so that they can keep thinking about me!"

Zhao Fubo's words shocked Wei Zhen. Hearing his appearance, he would be afraid that he would kill Zhao Wuji and his son when he went back tonight.

But if Zhao Fubo took action now and caused a dispute within the Zhao family, others would take the opportunity to arise. Not to mention that the owner of Ziyun Village had a good relationship with the governor of Bosaro, nor would it be said that the people of Jifeng Village would react.

Only the lord of Huangsha City and the governor of Cote City were all jealous of the Zhao family's property. When civil strife occurs, external troubles will arise!

"Fu Bo, you are still young now and you will have three years to get the master of the family. This is worse than..."

When Wei Zhen was speaking, he looked at Zhao Fubo's face and hoped that he would not misunderstand that he was pulling his back. Zhao Fubo's reaction made Wei Zhen realize that this was no longer the child two months ago.

"Uncle Wei, don't worry. Tomorrow I just want them to know the power, and I will never really hurt their lives. I can understand the priorities of the matter!"

After hearing Zhao Fubo's words, Wei Zhen had to believe him.
Chapter completed!