Flourishing age's Medical concubine

Nangong Mo smiled coldly and said, "my surname is mo. I want to talk to general Wude about a business."

The head of the guard looked at Nangong Mo up and down and said with a sneer: "what business do you dare to talk to the general, little Mao? Don't want to die? Don't go quickly!" Nangong Mo looked only thirteen or fourteen years old in men's clothes. He looked like pink carved jade. No wonder the other party refused to believe it. Nangong ink secretly turned a blind eye in the heart: I knew it would happen, but the hardware condition was suck. She wore a man's clothes unless he dressed himself as an old man of seven or eighty years old, otherwise he could only be a teenager aged thirteen or four. Makeup is not an adult suck, but the height and shape are not strong enough to expose flaws.

As soon as his face changed, Nangong Mo coldly glanced at the man and said, "if you are asked to report, go quickly and tell general Wude that I can help him solve the most difficult problem at present."

The guard leader was stunned. Obviously, he was startled by the sudden frightening momentum of the young man in front of him. Look at the slender dark cold young man behind him. Finally, he nodded and turned to report.

Nangong Mo stood at the gate and looked carelessly at the distribution of guards in the general's house. It seems that the layout of the bodyguard is not very clever. At least it is far from Zhang dingfang's residence when he was in Chenzhou. Obviously, these guards are not arranged by professionals. This made her feel a little relieved. No matter who was behind the general Wude, either the other party was half hearted, or the other party didn't try his best at all.

After a while, the person who went in to inform came out. He looked at Nangong Mo strangely and said, "general, please come in."

"Thank you." Nangong Mo nodded slightly.

Following the bodyguard, the three entered the general's house, which was obviously just hung with a plaque. The general official residence pattern is similar. Nangong Mo can find the way accurately even if he comes here for the first time. After entering the back hall, the rooms are filled with all kinds of jewelry and antiques, which is completely rich and powerful. Nangong Mo couldn't help but smoke the corners of his mouth. This is definitely not Shan Xin's arrangement. Although Shan Xin is greedy for money, he is still a scholar born in a scholarly family. He still has basic taste.

Nangong Mo was arranged to sit down in the hall, and the bodyguard who led the way withdrew. No one came to serve tea. They just sat and waited in the hall. Nangong Mo didn't care. She couldn't even stop her from getting off the horse like this. Looking at the antique paintings and calligraphy in the hall with great interest, Nangong Mo smiled and said, "although they are in a mess, they are really treasures. It seems that Shan Xin has been greedy in the past two years."

Wei Shen said in a voice: "return to childe, my subordinates don't understand these."

Nangong Mo picked his eyebrow and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter if you don't understand. As long as you know, these things... Any one, most of the time... Are more valuable than a human life."

Wei became interested and looked up at the paintings hanging on the wall. In the eyes of killers, human life has a price. Some people can kill thousands, hundreds or even dozens of Liang. Some people need tens of thousands of Liang or even hundreds of thousands of Liang. These paintings and calligraphy are really worth more than most people's lives.

"Ha ha! Childe Mo has good eyesight!" a forthright and deafening voice came from the door. They looked back and saw a big man with a man walking in quickly. Dang's figure is already high among men, but this man looks even higher than Dang. The body is not big, but it is not heavy. A pair of eyes are also Zhanzhan divine. With a forthright smile on his face, he looks... Really like a hero.

Nangong Mo got up, arched his hands and said with a smile, "I've seen general Wude."

The middle-aged man looked at Nangong Mo, frowned and said, "you? You said you wanted to talk business with general?"

Nangong Mo nodded and said with a smile, "nature."

As soon as the middle-aged man's face changed, he said coldly, "do you know what will happen if you cheat the general?" Nangong Mo was dark and calm, played with his folding fan and said with a smile: "why should the general be angry? What business should we talk about slowly?" the middle-aged man stared at him for a long time before nodding: "Well, what's the most difficult thing for general Ben now?"

Nangong Mo sat down leisurely, looked back at the middle-aged man who was staring at him and said, "general Cao's most difficult problem now... Isn't it food and grass?" general Wude's surname is Cao and his single name is a word of martial arts. I don't know who remembered the name of general Wude.

The middle-aged man's eyes changed, and a cold murderous spirit flashed in his eyes. Behind Nangong Mo, Wei's eyes shrunk slightly, and the whole person tightened up. Nangong Mo relaxed against the back of the chair behind him and said with a smile: "it's just that I... Can help the general solve this problem."

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said, "why should I trust you? The childe's surname is Mo? I haven't heard of any people named Mo in this summer." although general Wude was just a small escort leader, he walked around all over the world when he was escorting in his early years, which can be regarded as knowledgeable.

Nangong Mo closed the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile, "general, the world is so big that there are only a few aristocratic families in the open? There is a saying that wood is beautiful in the forest and the wind will destroy it. In those years, the Shen family was the richest in the world. What good end did the general see?"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly. He didn't know if he was persuaded by Nangong mo. Just said: "even if what you said is true? What's your identity? Why do you believe you can help general solve the problem?" Nangong Mo threw out a token and said: "I'm just the leader of the next generation of Mohism, and Mohism happens to have dozens of food stores and thousands of hectares of land in Daxia. Do you think it's enough?"

The middle-aged man unconsciously groped his fingers and bowed his head. But Nangong Mo knew that he had been moved. The key is not that dozens of grain banks and thousands of hectares of land, but that with grain banks, grain can be purchased from all over the country and transported to Lingzhou. Now the imperial court doesn't know that the situation in Lingzhou is good. Once the situation in Lingzhou is exposed, the imperial court can starve itself as long as it blocks the notification of grain transported to Lingzhou. Even if they are hungry, the soldiers will mutiny.

After a while, the middle-aged man looked up and asked, "so, what do you want, childe Mo? It's not... To help the general for nothing?" general Wude is not stupid. How can he not know that there is no pie falling from the sky after wandering the Jianghu for so many years?

Nangong Mo played with the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile, "this is nature. Only a win-win situation can this business last long. Isn't it?"

The middle-aged man said, "well, childe Mo, what do you want?"