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Chapter 509 Feiyan Project (2)

If a person is unlucky, he can get stuffed between his teeth by drinking boiled water, and Hezzan is obviously one of them. Originally, he would be his great nobleman in Luoxi City, with a group of slaves and a cloud of servants. Endless glory and wealth, but on a whim, he wanted to go to the battlefield to make a meritorious service. In the end, the meritorious service was not obtained, but all the tribes were wiped out. And when he retreated, he got a large box of jewels. He wanted to live a peaceful life for a few days before worrying about the rest, but he didn't expect that he was thrown into prison by Gar Qinling just after he returned to Luoyang. He became a scapegoat for the defeat of the war, and he finally made it out, but the family business has basically been wiped out, so he can only live by pawning his belongings, and his life is extremely tight. It's not that his good friend Wangsong Tsering helps out from time to time, and Herzzan might have to go begging in the street, so how can there be wine to drink? Isn't it bad luck? If Wangsong Tsering leaves in anger, will life be okay?
"Old brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't see my brother coming, I missed it, I ask my brother to forgive me."

Hezzan was a general after all. Although he was hangover and his hands and feet were a little sore, his movements were still nimble. With a few strides, he rushed to Wangsong Tsering's side, stretched out his hands, and helped Wangsong Tsering He got up, apologizing repeatedly in his mouth.

"Hey, brother, what's wrong with you, drinking is wrong, drink as little as you can."

The identity of Wangsong Tsering is a salt merchant, but this salt merchant is not a merchant in the Central Plains who is like a mustard, but an official directly under the Tubo Zanpu, who is in charge of the purchase of salt industry - Zanpu in the Tubo regime There are five merchants and six craftsmen under the mansion. The five merchants refer to tea merchants, jade merchants, knife merchants, silk merchants, and salt merchants; the six craftsmen refer to Galong blacksmiths, Garu saddle crafters, bow crafters, sword crafters, armor crafters, and god sculpture craftsmen; All of them are headed by ministers close to Zanpu, and there are many buyers who specialize in traveling around. Wangsong Tsering is one of them. Although his official position is not very high, his status is not too low. Zizan has known each other for a long time, and the relationship between them is very good. Although he is in severe pain at the moment, it is not easy for Herzzan to look at him. He can only shake his head, with a bitter face, and count the words without seriousness. Hertz praised a few words.

"The old brother taught me well, hehe, the younger brother has been taught, come, come, come, old brother, please take a seat, please take a seat."

Herzzan was struggling with money these few days, and was looking forward to Wangsong Tsering's coming to fight the fire, so how dare he care about Wangsong Tsering's words of admonishment, and after making amends with a sneer, he flattered Wangsong Tsering Tsering helped the children behind him, and gave up his seat one after another.

"Don't be so busy, brother, just sit down, alas!"

Wangsong Tsering stretched out his hand and rubbed his chest that was hurt by the smash, waved his hand, and some sons sighed upsetly.

"What's the matter, old brother, who made you angry again?"

Seeing Wangsong Tsering's bad complexion, Herzzan felt a little flustered. What he was afraid of was not that Wangsong Tsering would be in trouble, but that Wangsong Tsering had no money for him, so he dared not neglect Go, this hurriedly asked a question.

"Hey, who else can there be besides that old thief? Old brother has really suffered a serious crime this time, alas, it's hard to describe!"

Hertz said it was okay if he didn't ask, but after this question, Wangsong Tsering's face immediately turned livid, he slapped his thigh suddenly, and sighed in extreme annoyance.

"Damn Qinling old man, I can't stop talking to him! Brother, tell me, that old boy has done something very wicked again."

The reason why Wangsong Tsering and Hertzzan have such a close relationship is because they have a common enemy—the great minister of Tubo, Gar Qinling. After a bit of a bewitching, Herzzent became annoyed at the same time.

"Well, it's my brother's imprudence to talk about this matter. I know that there is little salt in Dafan, and my brother is responsible for purchasing, so I have to go around busy. It was okay a few years ago. Tang is still the Western Regions, after all, there is still a place for discussion, but since the old thief attacked Tang several times, the trade routes have been cut off, and it has been hard for the old brother and other people who run errands around. Salt, my elder brother can’t handle it even if he has three heads and six arms, so he had to try to smuggle some salt from the Western Regions. This time, he managed to buy his joints and smuggled a hundred camel salt from the Kunlun Mountain Pass. , but I didn't expect that I was robbed by the old thief's subordinates as soon as I left the mountain pass. The old brother was so angry that he went to find the old thief to reason. My brother beat Shengsheng with dozens of army sticks, this is nothing serious, there is no reason for it, alas..."

Wangsong Tsering's eye circles turned red when Hertz praised him, and he began to babble, and the more he talked, the more sad he became, and with a long sigh, two lines of old tears could not help but flow down .

"Damn old dog, I will never end with him, you bastard, you always lose the battle if you don't have the ability, but you use me to do it, it's too fucking useless!"

Hezzan had a deadly feud with Gar Qinling, so he didn't like him very much, but he had completely lost his power at this time, and besides saying some cruel words that had no effect, he had nothing to do with him. There is no other way to think about it.

"Brother, what's the use of being angry at yourself? Alas, now that Zanpu is sick in bed, his body is getting worse day by day, and the prince is still young. If there is such a day, I don't know whose world this big fan is. It would be nice to save a little life, unless..."

Wangsong Tsering shook his head with emotion, as if he had lost all thoughts, but at the end of his words, he seemed to think of something, his spirit suddenly lifted, his eyes suddenly lit up, but he didn't continue. Let's go on.

"Huh? Old brother, what can I do? To tell you the truth, as long as you can bring down that guy, you will be killed, and my younger brother will admit it. If you have something to say, just say it, as long as you can use it, you will definitely say nothing!" "

What Herzzan thinks day and night is to kill Gar Qinling, but unfortunately he has no power and power in his hands, so he can only make wild guesses behind closed doors. Wangsong Tsering seems to have a way , Immediately came to the spirit head, and then hurriedly slapped his chest, and swore loudly.

"There is no way, brother, you know, the deputy prime minister has also fallen ill now, and it is very serious. I am afraid that he will not survive for three months. If my brother can replace him and assist the little prince with all his strength, Zanpu will be gone." , this Dafan Dynasty is not up to my brother, I think that although the old thief is rampant, he is still far away in Tuyuhun, as long as he cuts off his minions in the court, great things may not be impossible!"

Hearing what Herzzan said, Wangsong Tsering's bright eyes instantly became hot. He clapped his hands and gave a clear answer in a passionate tone.

"Oh? Oh..."

Vice-Prime Minister is an out-and-out high position. At the peak of Herzan's time, Hezzan was only Chief Wanfu. There is no reason why he would not want to, but when he thought of the predicament in front of his family, his joy turned into extreme helplessness in an instant, and he couldn't say anything except a long sigh.

"Why? Brother, why don't you want to?"

Wangsong Tsering and Herzzan have known each other for a long time, so he knows his temperament, seeing his downcast, he immediately spoke out a word of anger.

"Older brother was joking, if he can do it, my younger brother would really like it, but, but... well, to tell you the truth, my brother's family is almost out of control, and even talking about the position of deputy prime minister, alas..."

Being forced by Wangsong Tsering, Herzzan's old face immediately turned red, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only spread his hands with a wry smile, and replied helplessly.

"Tsk, what my brother said is wrong. That old thief from Qinling is our common enemy. How can I let my brother shoulder this heavy responsibility alone? Hey, my brother has been traveling all over the world these years. There is no lack of it, but brother Xiao can ascend to the throne, no matter how much money is spent, the old brother will have nothing to say, I am afraid that the little brother will not have the confidence to fight that old thief!"

Wangsong Tsering smacked his lower lip indifferently, and then gave Hertz a thumbs-up.

"Afraid? Hmph, how can I be afraid of that dog? If I can really be a vice-prime, let's see how I can deal with it. If my brother can help a certain family, it will be rich and honored every day. If you violate this oath, you will be destroyed on the same day." !"

Herzzan had already had enough of the current hard life. Hearing that Wangsong Tsering wanted to help him with money, there was no reason why he would not be happy. swore.

"Okay, since my brother has this heart, even if my brother sacrifices all his belongings, he has to help my brother to ascend to the position of deputy prime minister. Just wait, brother, I will go back to raise money right away!"

Seeing Herzzan's statement, Wangsong Tsering immediately became excited, slapped his thigh suddenly, and made an affirmative promise. Then, regardless of Herzzan's expression, he jumped up and hurriedly So he ran out of the room.

A few moments later, in Wangsong Tsering's mansion in the south of the city, a goshawk soared into the sky, hovered over the city of Luoxie, and then spread its wings and flew all the way to the southeast. A few days later, Having reached the sky above Lanzhou City, after circling for a while, a fierce son swooped down into the Governor's Mansion. As soon as he stopped, a servant rushed forward and threw a large piece of dried meat to Goshawk. When the goshawk was eating, he swiftly removed a small brass pipe from the eagle's talons, turned around and hurried to the study.

"His Royal Highness, please do something urgent!"

In the study of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, Li Xian, dressed in casual clothes, was exchanging opinions with Zhang Jianzhi on an official letter, but they saw Liu Ziming striding out from behind the screen, rushed to the front, and reported respectfully.

"Okay, sir, the 'Flying Swallow Project' has started!"

Hearing that it was some urgent mail, Li Xian's spirit immediately lifted, he stretched out his hand to take the small brass tube, unscrewed the hidden button on it familiarly, took out the secret letter inside, opened it up for a look, his face immediately turned pale With a gratified smile, he handed the secret letter to Zhang Jianzhi who was sitting opposite, and said with a hint of excitement.

"That's great, I'll go and arrange related matters here."

Zhang Jianzhi glanced at the secret letter quickly, and after confirming that it was correct, a gratified smile also appeared on his face, but he didn't say much, stood up, left a sentence to explain, and hurried out the study.

(End of this chapter)