The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

The buildings in Liangzhen are like this nomad's freewheeling temperament. They have all kinds of materials and styles. Not to mention the layout, you can do whatever you want. A few decent houses will suddenly build a few large buildings The tents in the tents were not particular, and they were completely unreliable. I was used to seeing the unique mansions and dwellings in the southern part of the Ming Dynasty, and the solid and heavy courtyard houses in the northern part. Lan Xishu really couldn't understand the houses in Liangzhen.

On the street like a racecourse, you can hardly see pedestrians of old and weak, women and children. Occasionally, there are horse-riding Tartars whizzing away from the street. The bustle comes from various houses on both sides, and all kinds of horses are tied at the door. The clamor was endless, and there were even three or two drunks and drunkards scuffling into the street. People were not surprised, and no one even paid attention to them.

Lan Xishu followed the hard-core third master and his five buddies along the side of the street to drive twenty mules and horses with heavy loads, and the mouse followed behind. There is Xia Shiyu's pre-prepared high-quality Suzhou embroidery.

It was almost dusk, and the sunset in Liangzhen was particularly strong. The big bronze drum seemed to be at the west end of the street within reach. The afterglow dyed half of the sky red. Hidden, everything changes from red to dark, with distinct layers of shadows, and the sense of desolation rises with the darkness. Both Lan Xishu and Mouse have a sense of sadness of being separated from their homeland, and at the same time, they have a sense of mission. Only with a sense of pride and honor did Da Ming feel heavy in his heart, which is the eternal destination of the soul.

Driving the horses slowly, Lan Xishu carefully observed as he walked. There were almost no ordinary houses in Liangzhen. What the third master said was right, apart from the Guting Inn, there was no other inn opened by a Han Chinese, and the inn looked awkward, let alone entertaining.

It turned out that there were very few Han smuggling caravans who came to Liangzhen to trade through mountains and rivers, and there were only a handful of people who went to Liangzhen all the year round. Compared with the profiteering direct Liangzhen trade, but this is more secure, small-scale caravans with few people, mules and horses and insufficient supplies often use this kind of short-distance trade, like the old caravans with more than [-] hard-core Sanye dare to run cool town.

The hard-core third master kept talking all the way, introduced the houses passing by in detail, and told Lan Xishu the quality of the local rugs and boots, and finally, the hard-core third master said: "Mr. Lan! Don't be scared to uh!"

Lan Xishu smiled slightly and shook his head.

The hard-core third master pointed his horsewhip and reined in the reins. Lan Xishu had already noticed the tall buildings in front of him.

The hardcore third master said that this is the base camp of Ah Wu.

In the middle of Liangzhen, a tall building is as dark as an upside-down giant iron pot. It is two stories high facing the street. There are more than [-] black holes with no doors or windows in two rows along the street, similar to the defense of the Ming Dynasty city wall. Arrow window used.

The hard-core third master signaled that Wucheng was here, and the guys gathered up the mules, horses and goods, and stopped in a well-mannered place a hundred steps away from Wucheng.

Ah, the iron-clad gate in the middle of Wucheng is closed, and a large window pops out beside it. Lanterns along the street are hung up. Ah, there are many torches on the walls of Wucheng. Ah Wu city was guarded by no one, which was beyond Lan Xishu's expectations. Ah Wu is equivalent to the boss of the gang in Liang Town. How could the gangsters lack private armed thugs!Ah Wu, why should he intimidate smugglers from all directions?Those who smuggle and run gangs without peace and kindness, like the hardcore third master, are just kind on the surface.

Ah, Wucheng is like an empty city or a dead city!

Lan Xishu had a small knot in his heart!

"San Shao Lan, please follow me!" The hard-core third master held the item of goods and recommended Lan Xishu to move towards the large window on the east side of the gate. Only then did Lan Xishu realize that there was a person sitting inside, saying that the window was not at all. The window, to be precise, is a large door opening with a very high threshold. The person sitting on the big kang facing the window looks stooped and short, guarding a newly lit extra-large tung oil lamp stand in front of him. Even thicker, the profile of a person under the halo-like halo was facing Lan Xishu and the others, with his head down, not knowing what was wriggling in his hand.

The hard-core third master and Lan Xishu walked silently, and Lan Xishu stared at the silhouette in front of the big window that was approaching, old woman!In his arms, he was rubbing rough fabric like a stack of broken sacks!

There is nothing inside except a person, a kang, and a lamp. The jumping torch outside and the tung oil lamp inside complement each other. The creases on the side face of the woman are completely visible. The casserole hat of unknown quality was pressed down very low, and the gray-black robe was fat and bloated, making this thin, withered man look lonely and old.

Lan Xishu noticed that this man's mouth was moving all the time, silently!Like an old hag throwing herself into starting a spell!

Ah Wu?No way?

Lan Xishu suddenly felt an invisible murderous aura emanating from this withered man like an ink halo!

Lan Xishu wasn't sure whether it was his own psychology or professional sensitivity.

"Tie Gan come here, please open the door of convenience, Wu Da!" After the third master Tie Gan said, he bowed deeply, and Lan Xishu followed suit, distracting his mind to catch the slight abnormalities around him.

"Nianhuo!" A high-pitched voice was concise and clear, and Lan Xishu's heart was shocked. What old woman was there, but an eunuch!An out-and-out eunuch, Lan Xishu has a lot of contact with eunuchs and eunuchs, and he can tell that the person inside is an eunuch. It is no wonder that eunuchs are not a special product in the Guan. Emperor Yuan Shun fled north, and it is not unusual for eunuchs to survive It's just that Lan Xishu didn't expect such an old eunuch to sit in Wucheng in Liangzhen, the devil would believe this is Wucheng!

Ah Wu's spokesperson really doesn't support appearances!

Lan Xishu was really taken aback, his mind was spinning fast, and the hardcore third master had already cleared his throat and began to read: "A thousand catties of high-grade official salt, five hundred pieces of Hangjin, eight hundred pieces of medicinal materials, two thousand pieces of second-class cotton, ········

Taking a closer look, Lan Xishu really didn't expect that the hard-core third master's goods are so diverse.

After reading, the hard-core third master put the account book into his arms, did not say a word of nonsense, and stood waiting for the spokesperson of Ah Wu to speak. The spokesperson of Ah Wu pushed the fabric in his arms and slowly turned around, as if he was too fast to move As if twisting his waist, Lan Xishu finally saw a complete face, what a magical failure of creation!

The pair of triangular eyes under the casserole hat always give people the feeling that they are not facing the light. The face is full of wrinkles, the thin lips are rounded, the cheeks are obviously sunken, and the sharp chin is moving with the mouth.

As soon as Ah Wu stretched out his hand, the third master of the iron rod also extended his hand almost at the same time, and the two reached out to the stone platform of the window at the same time, and Wu's hand covered the rough back of the third master of the iron rod.

Lan Xishu was stunned for a moment and then felt nauseated again. Ah Wu's dry and slender fingers were rubbing against the back of the third master's hand, and the long white nails were disgusting.

What kind of etiquette is this?

For a moment, Ah Wu withdrew that cat-like hand, and the iron-clad third master also withdrew his hand, contemptuous in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, the hand that was gently caressed by Ah Wu's spokesperson was as stiff as a cramp.

"Who are you?" Ah, spokesperson Wu rolled his eyes at Lan Xishu in a blink of an eye, shit!are you blind!

"Xiao Lan! I'm here to get rich! Visit an old friend by the way!" Lan Xishu put the search for relatives in the second place, and he saw that the spokesperson of Wu stretched out his chicken paw from the sack, Lan Xishu was shocked, and the hard-core third master looked at Lan Xishu in a daze, and with a sudden change of expression, he gestured to Lan Xishu to do what he had just done.

Lan Xishu quickly presented the gift box that had been prepared, and it just happened to be placed under the hands of Spokesman Wu. Lan Xishu said with trepidation: "I'm new here, I don't know the rules of the market, Wang Haihan!"

Before Lan Xishu had finished speaking, he had no time to pull his hand away. Ah, Spokesperson Wu's cat paw quickly avoided the gift box and grabbed the palm of Lan Xishu's palm and lifted the palm of the gift box upwards. There was a layer of goosebumps, not because of fear, the toad crawled on the feet, it was as disgusting as it wanted.