Three Kingdoms: The Reverse Son of the Guan Family, Dragon Blessing Jingxiang

Jiangling City, under the Victory Bridge.

In a tea stall, the door is closed.

The shopkeeper of the tea stall was kneeling in front of a young woman.

The woman was dressed in a red robe and a turquoise hat, which was lifted up by the night wind. The glimpse of her looming face and her beautiful face made people's hearts beat.

only…

If anyone saw the sharp dagger in her hand again, the "blasphemy" in their hearts would turn into deep fear.

The woman playing with the dagger is Lingju.

A subordinate next to him reported: "This is the tea stall. Every time Mr. Guan Si comes to Desheng Bridge to listen to books, he will sit here."

Lingju nodded and winked slightly.

Immediately, someone poured a cup of tea into the mouth of the tea stall owner.

Gudong... Gudong...

As the tea went down, the tea stall owner gasped, "You...what did you give me to drink?"

"Poison!" Ling Ju's words were calm and gentle, "This medicine will take effect in three days..."

"ah--"

The tea stall owner is a middle-aged man who is kind to others. He came to Jingzhou from Nanyang to avoid trouble. Who would have thought...but...he was poured poison here.

"I...I have no enmity with the girl. I...I..."

Before the tea stall owner could finish speaking, Ling Ju's words came out again, "Don't worry, just do as I say, I will give you the antidote within three days...and..."

Lingju took out a bag of gold from her arms and placed it in front of the shopkeeper. She looked aside and said, "After the matter is completed, this gold will be yours. It will be enough for you and your wife and daughter to live a lifetime. I will also I will help you leave here and go to Jiangdong... live the rest of your life with no worries about food and clothing!"

this…

The tea stall owner looked at Lingju in shock, knowing that he had no choice.

"me…"

"Of course, if you don't obey me, you may die!" Ling Ju's words were cold. Logically speaking... when saying this, he would often add "your wife and daughter" after "you will die". Will die, which is more vicious.

But Lingju didn't threaten the wine shop owner with his wife and daughter.

Her "parrot" has rules...

——It’s okay to kill someone, but don’t implicate his wife and daughter!

Maybe it’s because of his life experience, this is Lingju’s bottom line! It is also the bottom line of "parrot".

"Whatever I ask you now, just answer it honestly."

Lingju's voice was unmistakable.

The tea stall owner could only nod.

"Does Fourth Young Master Guan often come to your tea stall?"

"Yes, yes! Because there are always people telling stories on the Victory Bridge, and my tea stall has the best location, so... Master Guan often comes here."

Following the tea stall owner's answer, Lingju nodded slightly and continued to ask: "What kind of tea does Fourth Young Master Guan usually drink?"

The question is about tea... In fact, in the Han Dynasty, the traditional Chinese character for "tea" was "茶"...

It was Lu Yu, the author of the Tea Book of the Tang Dynasty, who reduced the word "tea" by one stroke and wrote "tea" in the text. As for the origin of tea - Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs and encountered seventy-two poisons every day, and got tea to cure them!

Therefore, in the late Han Dynasty, tea was already consumed as a beverage...

The reason why Lingju asked this was because he wanted to make some fuss about tea.

"The fourth young master likes to fry the tea he drinks first. I thought it was strange at first, but I never thought that it would taste so good after frying... It is precisely because of this that the business of my small tea shop is very prosperous, so... I The tables and chairs closest to the Victory Bridge are always empty, just for the Fourth Young Master."

The shopkeeper said truthfully...

——"Oh... fried tea, right?" 』

Lingju's eyes moved slightly, and she then asked, "How often did Fourth Young Master Guan come here in the past?"

"As long as he is in Gangneung, he will come in three days...or even one or two days. He likes to listen to books very much..."

"Okay!" After listening to the shopkeeper's words, Lingju finally gave the order: "I will stay here to help you in the past few days. If he comes, I will serve him tea!"

Ah...ah...

The tea stall owner is not stupid. The woman in front of him can feed him poison, so let her serve tea... If she can't guarantee it, she will also poison the Fourth Young Master Guan!

You know, Guan Si Gongzi is the son of Guan Gong, and now he is the prefect of Jiangxia. If he makes a mistake...

Lingju seemed to see through the tea stall owner's thoughts. She explained, "Don't worry, I won't harm him. I just have something to ask him. If he is as obedient as you, I will give him the antidote!"

In fact, Lingju's purpose is to "exchange" the antidote...

She has obtained information that Guan Lin has a close friendship with Huang Chengyan of Mianshui Villa, so... Guan Lin will definitely be able to find a way to get the antidote to the poison on her left shoulder.

The top priority...the poison is becoming more and more serious. Lingju must find a way to detoxify himself before assassinating Guan Yu.

certainly…

In her plan, after getting the antidote, she also needs to kidnap Guan Lin, so that... she can take the initiative in the situation.

Thinking of this, Lingju finally said to the tea stall owner: "You'd better be obedient. Tomorrow, I will arrange for your wife and daughter to go to Jiangdong. Whether you can meet them alive in Jiangdong depends on your performance!" "

Lingju's tone was soft and slow.

But the dagger she was playing with became increasingly cold.

The tea stall owner felt a little creepy.

…

…

Night has fallen, and the stars and moon have begun.

In the Guan Mansion, there is a wing.

Zhang Xingcai is helping Zhang Fei pack his parcel. Her father will leave to return to Chengdu tomorrow.

Zhang Fei was very carefree, "What's there to deal with? Xingcai, you have some free time tonight? Why don't you go and accompany that boy Yun Qi? Isn't he still with Cao Cao?"

"Dad, you are leaving tomorrow..." Zhang Xingcai continued to pack up as he spoke.

"You don't know how to accompany your father until you leave..." Zhang Fei wanted to say, "You don't know how to accompany your father until you leave?" Where did you go before?

But after thinking about it, he was satisfied with Yun Qi's son-in-law.

Besides, as a father, how could he be jealous of his son-in-law?

For this reason, Zhang Fei immediately swallowed the second half of his sentence.

Zhang Xingcai, on the other hand, blinked and looked back at Zhang Fei, "Dad? Is what Yun Qi just said true? Are all the people under uncle...all ordinary people?"

Zhang Xingcai wouldn't realize this in the past... But after hearing Guan Lin's words, she couldn't help but think about it.

"What's wrong with ordinary people?" Zhang Fei waved his hand, "Then Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu are from a wealthy family. Are they different? Then Ma Chao is from a wealthy family in Yongliang. Didn't he also join your uncle's sect? Yun Qi's words, I listened It's the most comfortable. Your uncle has this kind of charm and can draw ordinary people to his side. What is called 'the grace of knowing and encountering' and 'encounter between kings and ministers'? This is a great saying... In my opinion, only ordinary people can Only when you achieve great things can you achieve great things!"

Zhang Xingcai looked at her father in shock.

It's hard to imagine that what my father, who used to be a careless man, said tonight... was so logical and reasonable.

Zhang Xingcai nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Zhang Fei's eyes were fixed, as if he thought of something again, "By the way, Xingcai, do you have anything you want dad to tell your mother? Also, if your mother asks, how do you feel about Yun Qi?" ? What did dad tell him?"

this…

We were having a good chat, but suddenly it turned to our children's personal relationship.

Zhang Xingcai's face turned red, and she turned her head nervously:

"father--"

"Hahaha..." Her words made Zhang Fei laugh "haha", "I know, when your mother asks, just say this, just tell her, well, it's good! It's good! By the way... "

After laughing, Zhang Feiwanruo thought of something again, "As for "Fighting God of War: My Original Biography", please remember to urge Yun Qi, but Yueyue will send me the latest chapter. Don't tell me, it will leave soon. , the most reluctant thing is this..."

Zhang Xingcai quickly asked: "Dad is just reluctant to part with a book? But he is willing to part with your daughter?"

"What are you reluctant to do when you are with Yun Qi?" Zhang Fei said with a smile, but suddenly thought that Yun Qi was the prefect of Jiangxia now, and the girl would definitely have to follow him to Jiangxia. This...

Immediately Zhang Fei solemnly told: "When you arrive in Jiangxia, my daughter, you must be careful, protect yourself, and protect that boy. What he said today made dad feel more and more that he is not only dad's son-in-law." Ah, your uncle’s humerus is the hope for the future of Jingzhou and Bashu!"

"father--"

Hearing the word "son-in-law", Zhang Xingcai's face suddenly turned crimson again. "If you say that again, my daughter won't help you clean up."

"Okay, okay...don't say it, don't say it anymore!"

Zhang Fei smiled and waved his hand.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

For a moment, there was only laughter and laughter in the side room.

…

…

The dawn is dim.

There is a shop in Mijia in the west of the city. There is a sign outside the shop that reads "Selling 'Blood Is Not Wet'".

If the blood is not wet, it is a sanitary napkin.

As for the name, Mi Fang came up with it himself. When he was talking to Guan Lin, he called it "little wings" and "little wings"... but it still needs to be more vivid to the outside world.

Therefore...this "blood is not wet" came into being.

Mi Fang and Fu Shiren came here on horseback, and the sound of horse hooves was lonely and lonely.

Fu Shiren asked, "One night you took me to the place where the 'blood is not wet' is produced, and you took me to see the female workers working overtime, and you took me to the paper drying shop... But where is the money? You took this The saying 'blood is not wet' is alluring, but where is the money?"

Mi Fang laughed "haha", he pointed at the shop not far ahead and said with emotion.

——"Money falls from the sky!"

As he spoke, he gave instructions to Bu Qu beside him...

Buqu quickly ran into Mi's shop...

Immediately, the gongs and drums of Mi's shop sounded, as if to remind people around that this place was open.

Immediately afterwards…

While Fu Shiren was dumbfounded, countless men, women, and old people... came swarming over, each holding a bunch of five-baht coins in their hands, as if they were fighting for something.

"——Take your time, wait in line... Each person can only buy five!"

"Get your money ready! Don't waste time..."

There are servants from the Mi family store maintaining order.

But it seems that the maintenance of this order is of no use.

Because it’s so crazy…

Everyone is grabbing...

And obviously, the people at the back can't grab it.

Too, too, too, too fast.

Under Fu Shiren's dumbfounded eyes, the 'blood is not wet' that was produced overnight was sold out in just one cup of tea.

And last night, Mi Fang had told him in detail about every craft of this 'blood is not wet', and the profits therein were simply huge profits.

Fu Shiren couldn't help but do mental arithmetic.

——"Just this cup of tea, converted into food, I'm afraid I can make thousands of dendrobium, right?" 』

——"And this is what a small workshop produces...its potential..."

A few thousand dendrobium is not much...

But considering the speed and speed of sales,

Consider the steady flow.

Considering that the scale of production can be expanded.

For a moment, Fu Shiren felt... If he really wanted to sell it like this, this thing would be much more powerful than arms!

at this time.

The shopkeeper of Mi's shop came to report: "In accordance with the instructions of Governor Mi, these people were not allowed to line up overnight, but... they spontaneously gathered outside and waited for the gong to ring before they came... The ones made last night have been sold. Empty... There is no stock in the warehouse, but... But... It’s up to Prefect Mi to see for himself..."

Sure enough, following the direction the shopkeeper was pointing, there were countless men and women standing there, looking annoyed because they didn't run fast enough and didn't grab it.

They asked eagerly one by one: "Is there more? Is there more?"

The question sounds distressing!

"How about it?"

Mi Fang opened her mouth with a smile: "Nowadays, many newly recruited female workers are still training. When they all get started, the daily sales volume will be ten times more than the current one. But even so, I guess the supply will still exceed the demand, Brother Fu? Can this business still be done? Do it?"

With a "gudong" sound, Fu Shiren swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He mentioned a "blood is not wet", and this time he looked at it carefully for a long time and observed it for a long time.

He was curious, why is this thing so popular?

Just women? How many days do you have to bleed every month?

But for men, is there so much blood?

Because he was too curious, Fu Shiren took off his dagger and made a shallow cut on his hand...

"Brother Fu? What are you doing?"

"Didn't you say this can stop bleeding? Let me try..." As he spoke, Fu Shiren put "Blood Not Wet" on the wound.

"That's not how it's used." Mi Fang quickly shouted to stop, "You have to press hard, or find a way to tie it tightly with a cloth... Otherwise, it won't stop the bleeding... but suck blood!"

Although "blood is not wet" can be understood as a large "Band-Aid", the wound still needs to be tied tightly, which is an extra step.

But...even so, this was already an extremely convenient way to stop bleeding in ancient times!

ah…

Fu Shiren was startled, as if he realized the mistake he made.

It's not like a woman, just cover it gently.

Gotta press...

Sure enough, after repeated pressing several times, the scratches on my hands no longer bleed, and the blood that had been bleeding before has penetrated into the "blood is not wet". From this perspective...

It’s really not only useful for women, but also for men...especially soldiers...

Stopping bleeding in emergencies on the battlefield is very useful!

"If a handful of plant ash is added to it to act as a hemostatic agent, the effect may be even better..."

Fu Shiren chanted casually.

But the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention...

Mi Fang said quickly: "Hey, why didn't I think of that? Men and women can be sold separately... How much are a handful of plant ashes and some hemostatic medicine worth? But if you sell them... you can get a high price, Brother Fu... you have such a brain ,awesome!"

Well…

It is no exaggeration to say that Fu Shiren has been fighting with Liu Bei for half his life. He has only been praised for his loyalty, but has never been praised for his strength by others.

Who would have thought that the first time I was praised... it was because of this.

but…

The more Fu Shiren looked at it, the more he felt that this "blood is not wet" has great potential!

It is precisely because of this that Fu Shiren became more curious.

"Zifang? Something's wrong with you!"

"What's wrong with me?" Mi Fang looked confused.

"There's something wrong with you!" Fu Shiren said solemnly: "This business is so prosperous. You and the Fourth Young Master are making a lot of money. How could you think of me? It's not okay to let one more person get a piece of the pie for no reason. You are so cool!"

ah…

Ha ha ha ha…

Mi Fang seemed surprised for a moment, and then laughed "haha". He said happily: "The pattern, this is the difference between you and Yun Qi's pattern, okay... okay, I won't hide it from you, let me tell you. …”

Mi Fang originally wanted to make it up, but found that she couldn't make it up anymore.

He simply told the truth, "I didn't insist on pulling you, but Yun Qi forced me. He said...this 'blood is not wet' now we need to expand production, recruit more people...build a bigger workshop , it’s easy to say, but it’s his ‘second coming…’”

"Second?" Fu Shiren asked doubtfully.

"Brother Fu, we are doing arms business together. How could I not know about you? You have connections in the north... You are very familiar with the merchants in the north!"

After listening to Mi Fang's words, Fu Shiren suddenly realized.

"You mean that Fourth Young Master Guan wants to sell this 'Bloodless' to the north?"

"Exactly!" Mi Fang said firmly, "From the very beginning, Yun Qi has given a fatal mission. This thing must be sold to the Central Plains and the North. We have to make money from the North and use it to buy the Northern Iron and Steel. Ordnance, grain and grass...let the merchants find a way to transport them to us."

hiss…

Fu Shiren sighed, and continued following Mi Fang's words: "That is to say, Mr. Yun Qi's plan early in the morning was to sell this 'blood is not wet' to the north to suck the blood of northern women and earn money from northern men, and then ...and then exchange the money for food, weapons, and military supplies...to transport them back, and then go to the Northern Expedition, so that our soldiers can conquer Cao Wei's territory? Is...is this what you mean?"

At the end of the sentence, the doctor's tone became awkward...

He is shaking!

He suddenly realized that it was as if... this Fourth Young Master Guan was playing a big game of chess.

A little "bloodless", he wants to leverage the commerce between the entire north and the Central Plains, and then...then...

With a "gudong" sound, this was the second time Fu Shiren swallowed his saliva.

He realized that if this was done...

Then there is no need for Jingzhou to... sell arms to outsiders!

Instead, there is a steady stream of businessmen taking the initiative to transport arms to Jingzhou!

In the face of huge interests, businessmen will not hesitate even if they take desperate risks!

this…

this…

For a moment, Fu Shiren felt as if his throat was choked.

Mi Fang continued, "You are still awesome. As soon as I said it, you already guessed Yun Qi's plan. How about you say that this business is good? It can make money, make contributions, and have both face and dignity. And... it doesn’t have to be like making arms. Meeting Yun Chang is like a mouse seeing a cat, and I am frightened all day long, so that in the end... after the success of Yunchang’s Northern Expedition, we are still the great contributors!”

call…

Fu Shiren let out a long sigh.

As Mi Fang spoke, he pondered...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that, just as Mi Fang said, this was a business that had both "real face" and "real dignity"!

Is there such a business?

Selling and smuggling arms, even a dog wouldn’t do it!

For Fu Shiren, what Fu Shiren cares about more than the shining gold is merit!

What a great achievement!

In this life, Fu Shiren has had loyalty, motivation, perseverance, and hard work, but he just lacked some ability and could not make any great achievements.

This is why I have followed Liu Bei for thirty years, but I can only be a small police officer...

He is Liu Bei's "fourth brother"!

The fifth brother Zhao Yun, who joined the army a few years later than him, was named a general!

He is still a governor!

He... He had a very miserable time among his brothers at the same time.

——People are not afraid of being miserable, but they are afraid of comparison.

Just comparing it makes me sad!

For this reason, the "bloodless" Mi Fang values ​​​​more money, but Fu Shiren values ​​​​more "merit". Who doesn't have the dream of being impressed by others and becoming a "general" through meritorious service?

"Zi...Zifang..." Fu Shiren's tone became stumbling, "You said...this...this can really make meritorious service?"

"Is there any lie?" Mi Fang looked at Fu Shiren as if looking at a "country bumpkin", "The so-called clever woman can't make a meal without rice. You said, let's replace all this 'blood is not wet' with food and weapons. It was replaced by weapons, armor, and iron. With Yun Chang's ability? These military supplies are all available, isn't Xiangfan easily available? Wan Luo can't do it at a word? "

"Yun Chang won Xiangfan? He made military exploits, so what? In this battle report, what we provided is not credit? According to me, this credit is second only to his existence, Guan Yunchang! Who dares to take advantage of it? What credit do we have for each other? Ask Guan Yun Changtong if he agrees?"

The more Mi Fang said, the more excited Fu Shiren became...

In the end, he couldn't help himself. He grabbed Mi Fang's shoulders and said, "Zifang, you recently... recently gave me a batch of goods. I will send them to the north. Let's try first... try the depth of the north!"

"Haha... I know a lot of merchants in the north. It's like you said, as long as we can sell it and make a lot of money... then we are grandpas! Whatever we want... these merchants can get us anything!"

By the end of the speech, Fu Shiren was already excited and excited.

"Also, there is also the Public Security County. Don't worry... When I go back, I will open a workshop. I want all the women in the Public Security County to do this! This stuff... If we want to sell food, we have to supply it! This money We have to make enough money from Cao Cao! I have been working hard for more than thirty years to use Cao Cao’s money to attack Cao Cao’s territory, and I will definitely make a general this time!"

--Emotionally!

--passionate!

Fu Shiren's whole body was on fire.

For a moment, his passion shocked Mi Fang.

"——Isn't it just money? Follow Yun Qi? The most indispensable thing is money? As for...are you so excited? 』

…

…

At three o'clock in the morning, it's a new day, and the door to Guan Lin's bedroom opens.

Outside the door, Zhuge Ke had been guarding here for a long time.

Guan Lin walked out and asked, "How's the situation over there, Mr. Liu?"

Zhuge Ke said seriously, "Last night the young master mentioned the Eight Oxen Crossbow at Mianshui Villa to Mr. Liu. Mr. Liu seemed to be quite interested and asked me to ask the young master if I could take him to see the power of the 'Eight Oxen Crossbow'. "

"Go now." Guan Lin agreed directly, "Let the warriors come too. Although this Eight Ox Crossbow is not the final product yet, it is expected that the range and power can be tested. We can make money from other scholars' families, too. Let people take a look at the goods! When doing business, kindness is the most important thing!"

"Yes..." Zhuge Ke agreed.

Guan Lin paused and asked, "Are there any plans at noon?"

"At noon, General Zhang will return to Chengdu, and Miss Xingcai will go to see him off... Guan Gong will probably go too..."

Zhuge Ke guessed.

"It's noon?" Guan Lin nodded. "In that case, let's go to Mianshui Villa first and come back at noon. After seeing off my third uncle, I will take you to Desheng Bridge to listen to books in the afternoon... Everyone, please relax and don't tense up all the time."

"By the way, call on Miracle Doctor Zhongjing and the others. This is the busiest place in our Jiangling City, and it is also the place where I most want to go."

Mentioning Zhang Zhongjing, Zhuge Ke added: "Miss Ren, the adopted daughter of Divine Doctor Zhongjing, is waiting for the young master outside the door. She said that Divine Doctor Zhongjing has given orders, and she will accompany the young master from now on."

"I know this." Guan Lin nodded, "Let her follow...it's good to have a doctor by your side."

actually…

Guan Lin was worried about the newly promoted bodyguard "Shiwu" around him. He was a bodyguard sent by the "big dog" Shibian family. He had a very important relationship. Moreover, it was recorded in history that he "died" not long after he became the prefect of Nanhai!

Guan Lin thought that since Shiwu was his guard and Diao Chan was by his side, if he encountered any emergency, he would be able to treat it as soon as possible.

Therefore, he agreed to Zhang Zhongjing's proposal to have Diao Chan by his side.

certainly…

How could Guan Lin know?

It was such an inadvertent arrangement;

She is such a woman who arranged things inadvertently...

After noon, the "storytelling" of the Victory Bridge that arrives as scheduled will soon play a "pivotal" role!

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