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Chapter 42 It's a pity not to act

Zhu Zhanji looked at Yang Shaofeng's square blue brick in a confused look. He was polished countless times by the dog under the command of Master Yang. He stopped until his size was nearly half reduced.

Then Young Master Yang took a pen and wrote a big word "De" on it. The ink was not really black ink, but the ink mixed with gold powder to paint the golden body for the Buddha. At first glance, there was a ray of rays of auspicious air, and the gold was shining brightly and could blind people and dogs.

No matter how good this brick looks, at least the inhumanity is perfectly interpreted.

Seeing Yang Shaofeng, who had finished his work, was about to walk out with a brick in his hand, Zhu Zhanji was anxious: "No, you didn't prepare for negotiations early in the morning, why are you doing this thing?"

"Ha," Yang Shaofeng chuckled and weighed the brick in his hand: "Some say, can you win people with virtue?"

"Today it's been delayed until the third day. If they don't settle the matter quickly, I will be convinced by virtue!"

Zhu Zhanji said suspiciously: "Are you planning to use this thing to take pictures of Tsai Timur?"

Young Master Yang smiled strangely and said, "You just wait and see the show. Have you forgotten what Zhang Wen, Li Shan and others said yesterday?"

After nodding, Zhu Zhanji stopped asking more questions and simply followed Yang Shaofeng to Zuixian Tower honestly.

When the two arrived at Zuixianlou, Tsimur, Tuocheqitu, Zhang Wen and Li Shan were already sitting behind the tables on both sides with a group of horsemen.

When he saw Yang Shaofeng and Zhu Zhanji come in, Tsimur hurriedly got up and said, "Brother Yang, you are here!"

Yang Shaofeng nodded, smiled and nodded to Rali Tiemur, then walked to the back of the table in the middle with Zhu Zhanji, and then looked at Zhang Wen and Li Shan: "I'm sorry, please wait for a long time, but the official said something that he said to the last day of today, and many things should be settled!"

Zhang Wen's face looked a little bad: "Although the priest general is responsible for the affairs of the border market as a whole, this official and Lord Li are also among them.

If things are done well, that's nothing. I'm afraid that you, Yang Zhuangyuan, will sell iron tools to the Tatars. In the future, there will be someone in the court who will add you one, but it will affect my official and Lord Li!"

Yang Shaofeng nodded but did not answer at all. He stood up and hand-written bricks and walked towards Zhang Wen: "Look at what is written on it?"

Seeing that a rush was about to happen in front of him, Tsai Timur hurriedly got up and grabbed Yang Shaofeng and said, "Brother Yang is angry. You can still talk about this matter slowly, why bother to get angry?"

Yang Shaofeng smiled and held the brick in his hand and snorted coldly: "If they don't give you face, they just don't give me Yang's face. Then I, Yang, have to be convinced by virtue!"

Before Zhang Wen and Li Shan could say something else, Shuli Timur quickly persuaded Yang Shaofeng to go back.

After comforting Yang Shaofeng, Tsaimuer's bottom line also retreated again from the beginning, he insisted on setting up a border market in Xingdusi, Shaanxi, and no longer insisted on the requirement of immediately relaxing the iron pot trade. He even relaxed the restrictions on the number of cattle and sheep transactions, and finally reached a level that both parties could accept.

With the concession of Sali Timur, the subsequent things became simpler, the negotiation efficiency was as high as three days a day, and many things were finalized at the fastest speed.

After seeing off the bitter face of Tsai Muer, Zhang Wen wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled bitterly: "The Zhuang Yuan Gong looked so scary just now. Speaking of which, if Tsai Muer didn't pull him, would the Zhuang Yuan Gong really beat me?"

Yang Shaofeng nodded seriously: "Public injury, the subordinate will keep the force. After the bricks are broken, Lord Zhang will look a little miserable, but in fact it is just a flesh-and-skin injury. It will be fine if you take a rest for a few days."

Zhu Zhanji snorted coldly and said, "This is what you said yesterday that shocked the mountain? Are you so sure that Krati Muer will stop you?"

After giggling, Yang Shaofeng explained: "Once I was asked to hurt Lord Zhang, it means that the negotiations will be completely over. If you want to restart, you don't know which day you will have to wait, or you will never have this opportunity, so he dare not bet whether I am acting or not.

After all, except for the ironware and border market locations, the rest is a huge profit for the Tatars without any harm."

Yang Shaofeng didn't say anything else.

That is, the so-called interests of the Tatars, which belong more to Arutai, rather than to him, Kalitimur.

Whether the matter of opening border markets this time can be successful, whether we can gain a lot of contributions and benefits from this mission, and even the appreciation of Alutai is a matter of Timur himself.

Can the two be the same? Not everyone can sacrifice themselves for the country, and no Tatars who pursue the principle of prejudice against the weak can do it.

Zhu Zhanji nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly looked up and said, "Are the sheep and scorpion ready?"

Yang Shaofeng looked at Zhu Zhanji with a confused look, then looked at Zhang Wen and Li Shan, who were also stroking their beards and smiling, and suddenly felt a headache: "No, shouldn't you pay attention to how to cheat the Tatars later? Shouldn't you pay attention to how to build a city on the right guard of Wanquan? "

Zhang Wen shook his head and said, "When the 1st Yuan Gong negotiated the border market, the mission of this official and Lord Li was completed. The rest of the matter is naturally the affairs of the 1st Yuan Gong and the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works. As the saying goes, if you are not in your position and do not plan your affairs, we might as well have a good meal before returning to Beijing."

Li Shan, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said: "Zi said, "I will never tire of fine food, and never tire of fine meat."

Yang Shaofeng suddenly felt very tired. These are all kinds of immortal teammates. Just knowing how to eat? No one cares about the serious matter?

Oh, my mother... Forget it, Zhu Erjiu can't scold her.

...

Shuntian Mansion in early June is no different from other places. Apart from the heat, there are basically no other words to describe. Even the cicadas on the trees seem weak, which makes people feel a little bored out of thin air. Only by hiding in the shade of the trees by the roadside can people feel more comfortable.

The BMW, named Taxue by Yang Shaofeng, sniffs from time to time, and swings its tail around and tries to drive away the annoying mosquitoes and flies, but they always try to work hard, making Taxue not very happy.

Yang Shaofeng held a handful of soybeans in his hand and fed them to Xiang Taxue, and his expression showed a hint of reluctance on his face: "Brother Lao Shu returned to the grassland this time, but I don't know when I will see you again. Brothers here can only wish you a smooth journey and a prosperous journey."

Shumu Timur seemed extremely sad, but he endured the reluctance of parting and comforted his good brother: "In fact, it won't be too long. After the border market is opened, we can meet in the border market. Brothers don't have to be so sad."

Maybe it was because of the comfort of Tsai Timur, or maybe it was because of other things that Yang Shaofeng's face finally didn't look ugly like the one just now. He chuckled and said, "Yes, Brother Tsai said, we can see you in the border city."

He signaled to Lin Yu behind him, and Yang Shaofeng pointed to the two boxes on the ground that were Lin Yu: "My brother-in-law heard that Lao Shu is a honest person, so he specially asked me to give me two more boxes of Shenxianzui to Lao Shu brother."

As soon as he heard the immortal drunk, Tsimur's eyes began to shine: "Oh, why are you so embarrassed? It's so expensive. I feel guilty about it, but I feel guilty about it."

Yang Shaofeng laughed and said, "How can I feel ashamed? When my brother-in-law's Zuixian Building opens to the border market, I have to ask you to take care of you."

Shuli Timur nodded vigorously: "Brother, don't worry, your brother-in-law is my brother. When the Zuixianlou is opened to the side, whoever dares to cause trouble on the Tatar side will drag him to death with a horse!"

After assuring his good brother, Salitemur continued: "By the way, brother, there is a kind of mastiff on our grassland. It is fierce and cruel by nature and can fight three wolves alone. Hundreds of sheep in their homes will not admit their mistakes, but they only recognize one owner in their lifetime. They are a first-class divine dog. There are only a few in my family. At that time, I will send someone to send you a few small ones, and I guarantee that they are the ones that have not opened their eyes yet. You will have to feed them well at that time."

It was not until Yang Shaofeng's repeated assurance that he saw it was getting late, and Tsimur left reluctantly, and the air was filled with the sadness of parting.

Until he could not see the back of Tsai Timur, Yang Shaofeng put down his arm that was already sore and spat: "This guy has such a good acting skills. It's a pity not to be an actor!"

Zhu Zhanji praised with a slight voice: "It's worth this trip. Both of them are acting together. They obviously want each other to die immediately, but they look like they have a deep brotherly love. What kind of magic dog do you want to give you?"

Yang Shaofeng spat, "What a bad guy. The mastiff he said is fine on the grassland because the grassland is vast and sparsely populated. In the Central Plains, three or five mastiffs can take care of the entire village. It is indeed a good dog.

But this thing has too strong territory. Once someone outside the village breaks in, he will bite people to death. Can the government let me go? From the beginning of sending the horse, he is fucking unhappy!"

Zhu Zhanji chuckled, then pointed to the horse behind him who was snatched by Master Yang from the skillful master Yang, and named it Zhuifeng: "Since you know that he is not at ease, what should I do if Traxue and Zhuifeng?"

Yang Shaofeng glanced at Zhu Zhanji: "Of course I wrote to Your Majesty, saying that this Talmuer attempted to bribe me, but I, Yang Zhuangyuan, was honest and honest. Although I liked it very much, I had no choice but to give it to Your Majesty."

It seemed that she understood Yang Shaofeng's words, or because it was too hot, Herodor Trace made a long hiss, raised her front hooves and stepped down heavily, stirring up a stream of dust, making Yang Shaofeng, Zhu Zhanji, Lin Yu and Gouzi become dirty together.
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