The king behind the empress

Chapter 151

But I heard from Pang Sihai that this barbarian leader has both the elegance of a scholar and the philistinism of a businessman, and these two disobedient temperaments can also be blended together. What did this foreign student learn in Dazhou?

Mo Zizai speculated in his mind, it was really difficult to materialize the image of this barbarian leader, so he had no choice but to give up, then looked at Pang Sihai and asked: "Master Pang, what do you mean, can you get help from this barbarian leader?" Where can I buy the Red Blood Dragon Cone?"

"Yes."

Pang Sihai nodded, and said: "Although the barbarian leader looks like a scholar, he is actually a philistine in his bones."

Hearing what Pang Sihai said, Shen Qisheng's complexion couldn't help turning dark. If he didn't know that Pang Sihai didn't have such a brain, he really thought that Pang Sihai, a fool, was connoting him.

Pang Sihai didn't realize that he had offended someone again inadvertently, and continued: "At that time, I personally served as the bodyguard for that Jiangnan businessman. When they were discussing business, the barbarian leader once said that as long as you give enough, he will even The ancestors can sell it."

"I was thinking, since he can sell his ancestors, it shouldn't be a big deal to sell a horse, right?"

"That's true."

Mo Zizai nodded. Judging from the records read in the past few days, the barbarians still value their ancestors very much, or it is not an exaggeration to say that ancestors are their second belief.

Since he can say such things as betraying his ancestors, it shows that this barbarian leader doesn't value faith very much.

"A good barbarian leader, who came to Dazhou to study abroad, but he didn't even learn the belief. He is really a good student."

Although he was mocking, Mo Zizai did not despise the barbarian leader in his heart. He could still become the leader despite blatantly abandoning his beliefs, which was enough to show his control over his tribe.

Moreover, this kind of barbarian with a non-rigid mind, after mastering the knowledge, it is not difficult to grow the tribe.

In Mo Zizai's impression, there were several nomadic leaders who caused headaches in the Central Plains in his previous life.

A barbaric body, a civilized mind, and an unconquerable spirit. If nothing else, the strong are the three elements. The barbarian leader has already gathered all of them. In addition, barbarians generally have no bottom line. So many advantages added together , this barbarian leader is actually quite terrifying.

If it weren't for Mo Zizai's cheating, he really didn't want to deal with this kind of person.

But now, with a cheater on his side, he expressed that he is not afraid, as long as he can get out, no matter how many strong people are, they will still smash their heads to pieces.

"Master Pang, how much do you think the barbarian leader would sell the red-blooded dragon?"

"It's hard to say."

Pang Sihai thought for a while and said, "My lord, you probably don't know that the barbarians don't take money. They only need supplies, such as silk, tea, and seasonings. Of course, the best hard currency is grain."

"Although no one has ever traded a horse like the Scarlet Blood Dragon Cong, I don't think it will be cheap. If you want to trade a few horses, you will probably need a lot of food."

"A few horses are not enough."

Mo Zizai shook his head and said, "This king needs [-] red-blooded dragon horses, and I don't plan to give any food."

"..."

Pang Sihai was a little startled. It would be fine if he wanted [-] horses. What does it mean that he doesn't plan to give food?
"My lord, you can't grab it. That barbarian tribe is very large. If we fight on the grassland, we will probably suffer a lot."

"Besides, the Scarlet Blood Dragon Cong and the others dare not raise them in captivity. They can only catch them now. Even if they are beaten down, they will not be able to get a horse."

"This king didn't say he wanted to rob..."

Mo Zizai touched his nose in embarrassment, is his image so bad?Is he the type to rob people at every turn?It was really bad for him.

"What this king means is to exchange them with other things."

Hearing what Mo Zizai said, Pang Sihai put his heart back a little bit. He was afraid that Mo Zizai's head would get hot and he would lead the troops to snatch the barbarians, which would be troublesome.

Just exchange it with other things, what else can we use without food?

"My lord, what the grassland needs most is food. Besides food, they also need other things, but they can't use such a large amount."

"Especially if you want [-] red-blooded dragon horses now, they don't need so much other than food."

Because he often goes to the grassland, Pang Sihai is clear about the things on the grassland. He thought for a while and then shook his head and said, "It's not good for food either. The soldiers guarding the border will definitely not allow such a large amount of food. Even if you are My lord, this matter probably won't work either."

"The food is not enough, what about the armor?"

Mo Zizai said calmly: "There are mines in the grassland, but there is no iron, let alone armor. If this king uses armor to fight against their red-blooded dragons, I think they will welcome them very much."

"Armor?"

Hearing the word armor, Shen Qisheng shuddered violently, and immediately stopped, saying: "My lord, this matter must never happen, the grassland barbarians are my public enemies in the Central Plains, if you sell them armor, it's tantamount to breeding tigers. "

"This king has his own concerns about this matter, and shopkeeper Shen doesn't have to worry about it."

Mo Zizai, who was hanging on his body, was full of confidence, so he waved his hand at Shen Qisheng indifferently.

Seeing Mo Zizai who didn't take his words to heart at all, Shen Qisheng's face was a little ugly. After hesitating for a moment, he finally became cruel, and knelt down with a plop, "My lord, although the king of Bei'an has some dissatisfaction, but he After all, I’m still from Dazhou, guarding the border for Dazhou.”

"If those barbarians use these armors to break through the northern border, it will not only be the King of Bei'an who will suffer, but also the people of my Great Zhou."

"I hope the prince will think twice about this matter."

Although Shen Qisheng is a businessman, he still knows the power of armor. For the same soldier, the strength of armored and unarmored soldiers is at least twice as weak.

In addition, those barbarian soldiers are already elite, and they are strong enough without armor. If they have armor, it may not be difficult to break through the northern border.

Therefore, in Shen Qisheng's heart, he felt that Mo Zizai was planning to use those barbarians to eliminate dissidents and weaken King Bei'an's strength, but this move was too dangerous. Ravaged by barbarians.

So, knowing that saying these words might offend Mo Zizi, Shen Qisheng couldn't help but say them.

The scholar was ambitious, and he was as brave as Kunlun. If he offended Mo Zizai, he would die, but if the northern border fell, he would not be the only one to die.

"Shen Qisheng, you are so courageous!"

Seeing that Shen Qisheng dared to question Mo Zizai again and again, and even blasphemed about the royal affairs in Mo Zizai's face, Jia Fu's expression changed slightly. He glanced at Mo Zizai's expression and found that there was no change, so he breathed a sigh of relief .

He knew that what Shen Qisheng said was correct, and that Shen Qisheng was also thinking of Mo Zizai, but he couldn't say a single word of these words in front of Mo Zizai, so he quickly scolded Shen Qisheng, and stretched out his hand to He was dragged back so that he would not be killed on the spot.

"Okay, Jaffer."

Mo Zizai saw Jia Fu's scheming, just shook his head slightly, and then said: "Okay, Jia Fu, is this king so stingy?"

"This king is not too much for a word, let shopkeeper Shen sit down and talk."

(End of this chapter)