Datang: I make it clear, I am Princess Changle

There was no chance to test, and the next morning, the old lame man had already taken the knife in his hand, and at the same time wiped his bow and arrows with an oilcloth!

When the old lame man is fine, he likes to take out his bow and arrows and wipe them, and he will not let go of the bowstring and arrows.

But after that, there was no follow-up.

"Huh?"

The wolf cub said that he didn't understand, you have all the weapons ready, you should go to war, you can fight, what the hell is your special mother's weapon boiling sheep soup?

The wolf cub, who expressed his incomprehension of the old cripple's behavior, faced the old cripple and asked, "You, why don't you go out?"

The old lame man's answer was very casual, and he didn't even raise his head to boil the mutton soup, so he replied while stirring the pot: "What are you going out for?"

"You little wolf cub, you just want me to die, right? No matter how few enemies there are, there are more than a few of us old and crippled, take the initiative to go to the grassland and send them to death?"

It is impossible to send them to death, they want to fight, they want to protect the north, but they don't want to be killed either.

The old cripple couldn't help but have a headache.

What did you teach the wolf cub last night?

How did this kid learn to think about things?

Dit!

I know that he is a wolf cub, why do you talk so much nonsense with him?

The old cripple had a hundred thoughts in his heart, but he didn't show it directly, and the wolf cub didn't know what he thought, so he had no choice but to hold the small horizontal knife in his hand that had been changed from a broken horizontal knife to a small horizontal knife, and always waited for the arrival of war.

Under the training of the old lame, the wolf cub has always done to prepare for war, but the war has never come, and now it is probably the closest the wolf cub is to the war, and it is inevitable that there will be some tension.

Of course, it's just a little nervous, a little nervous.

......

Bogukin is also waiting and vigilant for the arrival of the war, because of this matter, he has been planning for more than half a month.

For most of the past half a month, Bogujin has been in contact with the families or other small forces in Youzhou, buying weapons or buying tea and other daily necessities with them.

When Bogujin bought these things, he basically took out all his family resources, including the two big gold teeth that he had been hiding, which he also contributed.

At this time, Bogugin's pocket was cleaner than his face.

The Northern Turks also ran out of money.

But this did not affect Bogugin's business in the slightest, and he agreed on the same day with the merchants, families, and forces with whom he had business dealings, and today was the day he handed over money and goods to them.

Bogujin personally came to hand over the goods, he came relatively early, and has been waiting for the arrival of the unscrupulous merchants of the Tang Dynasty at the agreed trading place.

On time, the merchants who traded with Pogujin appeared one after another, and Bogujin did not rush to do business, but signaled to the first to calm down.

People continued to appear one after another, and there were about 3,000 people coming, including guards, businessmen, etc., anyway, there were a lot of people.

"Bogugin, what the hell are you doing?"

A businessman took the lead and couldn't hold it back, and directly asked Bogujin: "Do you still want to do business? If you don't do business, get out, Lao Tzu's goods, don't worry about the buyer!"

He spoke politely at all, scolding Pogukin like a grandson.

The Northern Turks are now Sun Tzu, and the Tang Dynasty is in full swing, so there is no need to be respectful to the king of the Northern Turks.

Bogujin was not angry, as if he was not the one who was reprimanded: "Do business, naturally do business, I Bogujin and you do business, the sincerity is obvious to all;

"Fart!"

As soon as he heard Bogujin say that his family's goods were short of catties and two pounds, and his eyes were mixed, he immediately aroused public anger.

Pogugin's grandson can't speak too much, right?

Do you still think that you are your ancestor, the king of this steppe?

Just kidding, with only tens of thousands of people, the businessmen present can the Turks once with a few casual uproars.

How many pounds and taels does Bogujin have, but I don't know how many taels he has?

Do you dare to reprimand them for their bad goods, and do you want to do business anymore?

But these businessmen only thought about profits, but they forgot that Bogujin was just a steppe barbarian with a knife in his hand, and he still wanted to do business with the Tang Dynasty?

Stop dreaming!

No matter how many of them are, there are not as many people as Bogugin.

In the face of the accusations of a group of Datang businessmen, Bogujin's face still did not change, in fact, there was really nothing to say.

They're all dead anyway!

Dead person!

After Pogugin's voice around him became quieter, he continued: "Oh, the things I bought are okay, but everyone gave me one less item. "

"You haven't even looked, how do you know we're giving you less?"

The merchant pointed at Bogujin, "Bogujin, do you want to do business with us today?"

"To do business, of course, but that is something that is very important to me. "

Bogujin looked at the businessmen present, and said slowly word by word: "That is, to borrow your heads!"