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Chapter 339 An old man from Song Dynasty, come to visit this envoy?

Chapter 339 An old man from Song Dynasty, come to visit this envoy? (one more)
Duan Zhongping had just finished his lunch and was rubbing his swollen beer belly. While massaging to digest his food, he was thinking that he hadn't been here since the words that the Zhuangyuangong had left that day.

Could it be that the Zhuangyuan Gong just likes to talk hilariously, babbles at himself, turns around and forgets about it?

Otherwise, one day I will take the initiative myself?After all, what Zhuangyuangong described really moved Duan Zhongping's heart.

Duan Zhongping, who has been in business for most of his life, knows exactly what business makes money.

Naturally, it is smuggling. Of course, you can make money doing business in the Song Dynasty, but where can you make a lot of money from smuggling?

If it is really like what Gao Zhang described, under the banner of serving the country and the people, while spying on Xixia intelligence for the Song Dynasty, while making money, it will be a lot of money.

There is no need to worry about officials in the Song Dynasty rushing over to eat and ask for cards under the pretext of smuggling.

I feel excited when I think about it. I have been in the smuggling business for so many years, but I have never done an official smuggling business.

At this moment, a steward walked quickly, followed by two people.

"Master, these two said that they came here specially to obey the orders of the master under the order of the champion."

"According to the order of the champion? Please hurry up, both of you."

Duan Zhongping saw that these two looked very ordinary, but he glanced over, making himself feel as if he had been stung by some kind of poison.

This feeling made Duan Zhongping very uncomfortable, but he still smiled and invited the two into the hall.

"Old Duan Zhongping, dare to ask the two officials' names?"

"A certain is Gu Min, the Secretary of the Imperial City. This is Deng Da, the Secretary of the Imperial City. I have met Mr. Duan."

The two cupped their hands towards Duan Zhongping, and the tall and thin man spoke first.

The smile on Duan Zhongping's face gradually disappeared, and immediately his legs went limp, and he collapsed on the ground.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Duan. I'm not here to trouble your Duan's trading company. I'm here to cooperate with Mr. Duan and go to the post house where the Xixia envoys are under house arrest."

"..." Duan Zhongping, who was trembling all over, looked at the two smirking imperial inspectors, unable to get up for a long time.

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Weiming Yeguang is very lonely, a group of rough men have been imprisoned in this post house, and many days have passed.

This made the days of Wei Ming Yeguang, who used to have sex without women and sleep without women, extremely tormented.

In the post house, there are only a bunch of pure men who are more vulgar than themselves, and there is not even a single one with delicate features.

This made Weiming Yeguang feel that such a day is like a special mother's life.

Even if you don't want to go to the envoy of the Liao Kingdom, but just want to find some unscrupulous place for some entertainment, then you can only think about it.

Sitting in the room, looking at his big hands full of calluses, Weiming Yeguang let out a long and faint sigh.

If the days continue like this, when will it be the head? I don't know where that bastard Nori Rorong took all the members of the envoy.

After such a long time, even if it is climbing, it should have climbed to Bianliang, Tokyo.

But every day I look forward to it so earnestly that I can't even hope for a bird feather.

I was ordered by the lord Li Ganshun to come to receive the people and prisoners of war that the Song Dynasty wanted to send back to the Xixia city.

"Nori Luorong, you bastard, I trusted you so much in vain, entrusting you to lead the mission..."

Just when Weiming Yeguang was gnashing his teeth at the oil lamp in front of the house, he was impotently furious.

Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps, a guard rushed to the front of the house, his face full of undisguised ecstasy.

"Du Tongjun, a Song man came to visit you and said he was your old friend."

"An old man from the Song Dynasty, come to visit this envoy?" Wei Ming Yeguang stood up with a confused expression on his face.

I have never had any dealings with Song people in the past, nor have I been to Song, so how could there be any old people from Song.

At this moment, Weiming Yeguang saw a rich and handsome Song Dynasty old man walking quickly with a smile on his face.

And beside him, he followed closely the leader of the Song army who was in charge of guarding the forbidden army.

In addition, there were a few strong men carrying baskets on their shoulders, and inside were the meat that the Xixia people loved most.

"Oh, it's really Weiming Ye Guangdu commanding the army. We haven't seen each other for several years. I didn't expect that we would have the opportunity to meet in the Song Dynasty."

"Du Tongjun can't remember the old man? When you visited Na Zhuo La and Nan Junsi as guests, you still had a good chat with the old man."

This rich old man from the Song Dynasty rushed forward eagerly, winking at Weiming Yeguang desperately as he walked.

Wei Ming Yeguang was stunned, he didn't know who this old man from the Song Dynasty was, but he saw the other person's expression and eyes.

"Aiya, once you say that, I immediately have an impression, yes yes yes, Zhuo Luo and Nan Junsi..."

The leader of the Song army with a hint of doubt on his face looked him over and over again, and then whispered a few words to the old man of the Song Dynasty, Duan Zhongping.

Then he left, leaving only Duan Zhongping and his two relatives here.

"The old man is Duan Zhongping from Duan's Trading Company. He has been involved with Na Zhuoluo and the Southern Military Division's Dutong military expenses for many years."

"Fei Tingdu's army treated me very well, treating me like a brother. Today, I didn't intend to hear that the Xixia envoys came to envoy me to the Song Dynasty, but I was imprisoned here..."

Looking at the brocade suit and robe in front of him, inadvertently, Duan Zhongping was always able to reveal his powerful ability from his accessories and tone of voice.

Weiming Yeguang really felt like he was dreaming. He never thought that he would be imprisoned in this post house in Bianliang, Tokyo.

Before the envoy of Daliao came to help, it turned out that a wealthy businessman who had smuggled business with the Great Xia court activated his banknote ability.

He bribed the leader of the Song army who was guarding him, and came to visit him with a gift.

This made Weiming Yeguang not know for a while that he should have a passionate hug with this old man from the Song Dynasty.

You should still deliberately stand where you are, and use contemptuous and scrutinizing eyes to express that I have seen through your tricks, and you must be a spy of the Song Dynasty.

In the end, Wei Ming Yeguang tilted his head, ah no... he tilted his head, signaling those guards who were so greedy for meat that they were drooling, to take those gifts down.

No matter what, no matter how well the Song State played the game, it was impossible to poison the envoys of the Great Xia in Bianliang, Tokyo.

After the guards happily took the food away, and Wei Ming Yeguang led Duan Zhongping into the hall, he said calmly.

"Fei Tingshemo, I've confirmed it, and the relationship is not bad, but, you, a person from the Song Dynasty, why did you take such a big risk to come to see me?"

"This old man knows that Du Tongjun is indeed calm and cautious. Otherwise, the Lord of Xixia would not be entrusted by Du Tongjun."

"Here is a letter written by Fei Tingshe Modu Commander for this old man to clear the customs, and..."

"..."

(End of this chapter)

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