Ancient society, transportation and communication are very inconvenient.Zhou Qingfeng stood in the city of Ma outside Fushunguan and could see that only people and things he could smell within fifty meters of him—mercandor, livestock, carriages, mud, the above things were colliding, shouting, shouting, and the disgusting smell they mixed with.

Last night, Qing Feng failed to escape, and he was trapped by the bald man Batu, saying that he was asking him to help come up with the idea.The "Old Yeh" did not bother him again, but when he came back, he scolded in the tent all night, making it impossible to clean up.

In fact, Zhou Qingfeng had no place to go, and after sleeping in the broken house in Ma City for a night, he stinked all over in the morning.There is no clean water, no clean clothes, no delicious food, nothing to be happy about.Zhou Qingfeng looked at the gradually began to be lively horse city, and there was only one trouble after another in his heart.

“Brother, what should we do?”Yang Jane also got up, sad-faced to look at Zhou Qingfeng.Two supposed promising, respectable monks, had messy hair and crumpled clothes at the moment.They even ate the last meal and grinned."Brother, I can't think of any idea, I can only see you now."

“Is there any old man and his family that can be trusted?”Zhou Qingfeng asked.

“It’s not.”Yang Jian shook her head, “Even if there is, who will send charcoal in the snow?”

It is also said that there is no living thunderfront this year, who will come to save Zhou Qingfeng in the water fire?

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the tents of the Mongols again, and he scolded last night, and now he was finally quiet.He guessed that the Mongolian leader probably drank a belly of wine, drunk on it, it doesn't matter - it is probably this kind of stupid and bold waste that dares to marry a dangerous woman such as "Old Yeh", anyway, Zhou Qingfeng can't count on him.

It is impossible to let Yang Jane leave the valley of the latitude to escape alone, but it is even more impossible for Zhou Qingfeng to escape from the valley.Zhou Qingfeng was pondering how to have the best of both worlds, and the bald man Batu came up again and said, "The masteress asked me to call you over, she has something to discuss with you."

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head, reluctantly followed the past, thinking of the wrong breakfast.Batu led him to the largest tent and opened the curtain and invited him in.The tent was quite spacious, and the light passed down from the top of the tent, but it did not feel suffocated.He lay on a blanket, and “Old Yeh” knelt on the other side of the wash, and several maids took care of her haircut.

The woman glanced at Zhou Qingfeng and pointed to a low table with horse milk, dried meat and tea in the tent, indicating that it was prepared for him.Zhou Qingfeng was also not polite, according to the case seat and sat on the ground, rinsing the mouth with tea and eating.After all, no food without physical strength, no spiritual strength.

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng did not resist much, the woman said: "You teachers and apprentices are so depressed, but you do not want to give up, should be encountered what difficulties?What can I do to help?”

Zhou Qingfeng was eating a piece of sheep cheese, and the words were a little surprised, and this woman actually knew how to use Huairou's means.He asked, “What should I call you?”

"The people of the family call me Zhuo, and the slaves of his men naturally call me master."The woman said, "See what you're going to call it."

"I'll call you and my sister, it's okay."Zhou Qingfeng said.

Knowing that Zhou Qingfeng could not be a slave to himself, the noble lady of Yeh's department snorted coldly, which was also tacit.Zhou Qingfeng finished breakfast and drank a few cups of tea and said, "I have big trouble, it's my own big trouble."

And Zhuo glanced at Zhou Qingfeng, it would be her turn to listen to the story.However, Zhou Qingfeng's story is much simpler, mainly because the valley latitude forced him to inject the real yuan, resulting in the real yuan and the root bone mismatch, "I want to change a real dollar that I can match."

"You little slippery head, this is clearly trying to change the master."And Zhuo mocked, “But I really can’t help you with this.”Our real-life practice is either by our own talents and excellent perception, or by the guidance of the shamanic infusion of the people.As far as I know, if a person wants to replace the foreign real element, he must find the person who injects the real element first to recover it, otherwise no one else can do it.”

"That means I have to cure my master's serious injury first, and then let him remove the teacher's name and let me go?"Zhou Qingfeng asked, “Can you cure the injury of the valley?”

"I can't."He smiled and shook his head, "I know who can."

“The shaman of Yeh’s?”

“No.”And Zhuo continued to shake his head, "I don't ask you to be my slave now, you help me think about how to transport a batch of weapons that are detained in Fushun."There are eight hundred sets of cotton armor, a hundred sets of rolling armor, and fifty sets of locks, all of which we need urgently.”

In the morning, the iron weapons were extremely controlled at the border, and they were not happy to sell some hoes.In weapons, the importance of armour and archery is greater than that of knives and guns.There are no A-headed completely different things, and the fighting power is the difference between the world.This control in the Ming Dynasty is similar to the high-tech output of eagle sauce control on rabbits, that is, to get stuck in the neck.

But at the end of the dynasties, any system often becomes empty talk.Fushun is very close to Shenyang, and Shenyang is the top priority of the Liaodong border, and there are many craftsmen.The bitter artisans don't have to build some weapons to sell to the real woman in the north, which is a real life that can really support the family.And this business is naturally large and small side of Liaodong at all levels.

Now that Nurhachi has come to the door, Yeh is impatient to transport these armours back to equip the soldiers.In the case of things, the Fushun guerrilla Li Yongfang, who controlled the gate, received the money but did not ship it.Zhou Qingfeng only knew that last night, Yugur Dai was so angry.The sudden arrival of this hand at the time of the death can not be hated to the bone.

"The Ming Army is guarding the border wall and the moment, and we real women and Mongolians are not allowed to enter the Ming land at will."We now know that the ants are stored in Fushun City, not far away, but we have no hands at all.”He said, "Someone has to help us, and it's a smart person."

“You can’t find anyone else’s help in the city?”Or spend more money.”

"We are Fushun guerrilla Li Yongfang, he is Fushun's biggest head, who can help at this time?"And we did not bring enough money this time, if we go back to bring money and then come back, I am afraid that Nurhachi has already hit Yeh city.We can’t find anyone else now, we can only try you.If you can help this, I can show you the way to save your master."

“I’ve done you so much a favor, you’re just pointing me out.”

"What do you want?"Think about it.If there is no other way to make a decision today, I can only lead the team back to Yeh."He said, looking at the drunken gurdai in the tent, and quickly removed his eyes again.She looked up, stubbornly, and hated.

Where can I find a way to frown?He knew nothing about Li Yongfang, and there was no hand and no intelligence, it was really not.At this time, someone suddenly shouted Zhou Qingfeng outside the tent, and for a while, Batu, a bald man, came in and said, "Han family boy, your people are looking for you."

My own men?Where do I come from alone?

Zhou Qingfeng got up and walked out, and suddenly found that "under his staff" was two small leaders of Wang Zhang, who had robbed him of the Dragon King Temple with him a few days ago.The two men came running to him with a group of men.As soon as these guys saw Zhou Qingfeng's busy rushing to cry, "Big family, you can save us."As soon as you leave, the dog-man in the city will kill us.You can be Lord to us!”

Zhou Qingfeng's expression was inexplicably received a money-deductible text message, wondering, puzzled, and a little annoyed.He organized the lance team to attack the Dragon King Temple for his own chance, and the spear team was like toilet paper to him, essential before use, and avoided after use.He did not think to continue to lead this rabble, who knows if these people actually found him again.

“How did you find me?”

"The big house yesterday here to show the glory, brave Mongolian barbarians, these deeds have spread throughout Fushun City."We heard the news and came early in the morning."

The image of this little ass child is too eye-catching.When he is present, no one else can pay attention.As long as you say, "The eight-year-old who can use lightning strikes" is definitely him, and he did not run.

“So what are you looking for me?”

"We heard that the great family has convinced dozens of Mongolian warriors with the strength of one person, and also made a brother with the Mongolian leader.After we came here, we found that the great family was really powerful.Now I only ask for the big family to take care of me, and I will not complain when I wait for the cow to be a horse.”

I don't know who's making up rumors for Zhou Qingfeng, who said that yesterday's fight was extremely exaggerated, and it was also deeply processed and became a legendary folk tale.Don't listen to the pride of Wang Zhang's two little leaders, in fact, it is also cornered.They originally thought that there was a monk who was a mountain, and did not dare to say that they were walking in favor of the side, so they could eat it mixed.

Who wants Zhou Qingfeng to pat his ass and go, but he brought Jin Yiwei and Dongchang to provoke him.The royal family and the Zhang family were suddenly hurt, panicked and fled to Fushun City, and fled to the countryside.Now I ask Zhou Qingfeng to hook up with the Mongols in Ma City, so he came to try his luck.Anyway, now in addition to following Zhou Qingfeng a road to the black, these bitter haha has no other way.

Yang Jane saw Zhou Qingfeng surrounded by a group of old farmers, and hurried to see the situation.Knowing that a group of people were coming to run, he suddenly said with a little heart: "Tea, when did you close these people?"But it’s good to have these people too.At any rate, you can find a place for Master to serve, and you don't have to hide in this messy horse city.“Sister, please promise.”

promised?Do you promise to raise such a group of old farmers who will rob?Do you know what the consequences will be when they are unable to meet their needs?If it is only to take care of the valley latitude, spend a few money to hire people do not have to, where need to be so troublesome.He thought his brother was naïve.

However, there is such a combination of Yang Jane, two small leaders are busy with Yang Jane's set.Yang Jane was also very forceful to show these people a little spell, and immediately won the plaudits full of applause and kneel on the arm of several pairs.Just to see him have so much fun, Zhou Qingfeng can only roll his eyes.

At this time, Zhuo came out of the tent and hurried to Zhou Qingfeng.She first looked at these men who came to Zhou Qingfeng in amort, and then whispered: "I just got the news that Li Yongfang, the bastard, sold the armour we paid for to Nurkhach."I asked you, can you do it once?”

“Do whom?”Without waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to open, his two small leaders rushed to interject: "Who do the big family want to do?"We have nothing to say or do.”

Zhou Qingfeng said, “Gan Nurhachi and Li Yongfang, do you have this ability?”

"We are only a base, as long as the big family will take the lead, what is terrible?"The two little leaders were so hard to stay with Zhou Qingfeng, and now no matter what they said, they agreed.

He Zhuo also noticed a slight change in the situation and said again, "If you promise to do this ticket, I will tell you how to save your master."

Yang Jane heard that there was a way to save the valley of the latitude, but also excited to Zhou Qingfeng's shoulders, "What?Can you save my master?Brother, what are you hesitating about?Don't give him a vote, no matter who I want to do, brother and I don't say two words."

Three people in a circle around Zhou Qingfeng constantly asked him to "do dry".And Zhuo asked him to dry Nurhachi, a group of elderly farmers who came to robbers to work with him to the end, Yang briefly went to save Master.The choir was blown up in the end.He finally had to scream, “Go, don’t make a noise.”You bastards are so afraid of death, then fuck your mother!”