If emotions are not well controlled, those who try to break up fights can easily turn into those who start fighting.

The Tibetan businessman held his finger and screamed miserably. His index finger was bent at a strange angle. This finger was probably useless.

The other two Tibetan businessmen remained silent, looking at Gu Qing with frightened faces, not daring to say another word.

Han Jie stood aside with an innocent expression, as if watching the fun, as if what just happened had nothing to do with him. At some point, there were many people watching outside the inn, including local people, some foreign businessmen, and many others.

People gathered outside the door and whispered.

Gu Qing was a bit reluctant to come to Taiwan. After all, Kucha City's current big strategy is to attract investment and create a harmonious and safe business environment. If such a trouble occurs now, it will have an impact on the business environment and the reputation of Kucha City.

To put it bluntly, it affects income.

So Gu Qing suddenly raised his voice to the people and businessmen who were watching outside: "I suspect that these businessmen are spies sent by Tibet. Don't worry, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Gu Qing's prestige in Qiuci City gradually increased, and the people and Hu merchants who were watching suddenly believed him, and they all looked astonished.

"Han Jie, take these hozens to the backyard of the inn and let the people watching outside disperse." Gu Qing ordered.

The crowd was quickly dispersed, and three Tibetan businessmen were half-dragged and half-dragged to the backyard.

Gu Qing sat on the stone bench in the backyard. Huangfu Sisi poured him a glass of wine, then stood behind him and looked at the businessmen in front of him curiously.

Several Tibetan businessmen knelt feebly in front of Gu Qing. The one with a broken index finger was still moaning intermittently, while the other two businessmen looked angry but dared not speak.

Gu Qing drank a glass of wine and looked at them with a smile: "What happened today is not a misunderstanding. You deserve the beating. If you agree with what I say, please raise your hands."

The three Tibetan businessmen looked at him in astonishment. They understood the first half of Gu Qing's words and were very angry, but they were under the eaves. As for the "raise your hands" that came after...

Han Jie, who had been standing quietly behind him, suddenly stepped forward, kicked a businessman over violently, and said viciously: "Don't you understand what the Marquis said? Raise your hands!"

The three of them immediately raised their hands in a standard posture of surrender.

Gu Qing glanced at Han Jie with admiration. He was as quiet as a dead pig and as active as a mad dog. This guy is so violent.

Huangfu Sisi suddenly chuckled and immediately turned his face to one side.

Gu Qing ignored her and was very satisfied with the performance of the three Tibetan businessmen in understanding current affairs. He spread his hands and said with a smile: "Look, even you all agree that you deserve to be beaten. Is this a successful consensus? Walk out of this inn,

If you talk nonsense to outsiders and say that our Anxi Army is bullying others, then you will be in big trouble..."

The three businessmen nodded obediently.

The scope of truth is within the radius of a fist. I am not deceiving you.

Within this radius, whatever Gu Qing says is correct and he can easily reach a consensus. If he leaves this radius, can he still reach a consensus?

Yes, Gu Qing also has a shooting camp.

The matter was not a big deal at all. Three Tibetan businessmen felt that the generals in the front hall were too noisy while drinking, so they rushed into the front hall and cursed a few times without even seeing anyone clearly. Then they were dealt with by the generals.

After Gu Qing finished saying this, he cleared the air for the generals, and then waved his hand, intending to let them leave.

However, a Tibetan businessman looked indignant and hesitated to speak. Seeing that Gu Qing was no longer interested in communicating with them, the Tibetan businessman couldn't help but said: "We are not spies!"

He spoke in Guanzhong dialect, and his tone was a bit weird, but Gu Qing still understood it and said with a smile: "I know you are not spies. Spies can't be stupid enough to take the initiative to get beaten. Don't worry when you do business in Qiuci, the government won't trouble you.

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The Tibetan businessman said stiffly: "But this noble man, you just told people outside that we are spies. If we go out of this door, we will be beaten to death."

Gu Qing sighed, turned to Han Jie and said: "Send a personal guard to explain to the crowd of onlookers outside, saying that the government made a mistake and it was a misunderstanding."

Han Jie reluctantly agreed.

The Tibetan businessman hurriedly thanked him, and the businessman with a broken index finger also bent down.

"Thank you for your help. I haven't asked you your name yet."

Gu Qing smiled and said: "My name is Gu Qing."

The three Tibetan businessmen were stunned for a moment, and then they were shocked, and their expressions became more and more respectful: "But Gu Houye, the deputy envoy of Anxi Jiedu?"

"That's right, Ben Qing is in Chang'an, and this is Anxi Fen Qing."

The Tibetan merchants spoke the Guanzhong dialect reluctantly, and naturally they could not understand the slanderous talk, but they still bowed respectfully, crossed their hands on their chests and saluted respectfully.

"The blessing of the true God comes from the most brave and scheming general in the Tiankhan Empire. Lord Gu's reputation shocked the world after his battle with Tubo. Businessmen like us from Tubo also heard about Lord Marquis' reputation."

Gu Qing laughed. The flattery was straightforward but very comfortable. It was mainly because of the good use of rhetorical techniques.

It had been a long time since he had been flattered by anyone, so Gu Qing suddenly felt happy and went about his daily routine in a pleasant manner.

"What are your names? When did you come to Kucha City?"

The Tibetan businessman who spoke was obviously more outgoing. Hearing this, he said: "My name is Lazawang, and they are my companions. We are from Luoxue City in Tubo. We have been doing business between Tubo and the Western Regions for many years. This time we just arrived yesterday."

Arrive at Kucha City.”

Gu Qing snorted and said, "The last time the Tang Dynasty fought against Tubo, was it affected by the business of your merchants?"

Razawang smiled bitterly and said: "Of course it has an impact. Since the war started, the Tibetan army has blocked the border, and heavy troops have been deployed in the Kunlun Mountains and Qilian Mountains. We took a detour from Xiaobolu and walked for an extra month before we came to Guili.

Zicheng."

Gu Qing asked again: "Your Tubo is located on a plateau, and its products are quite poor. What kind of goods do merchants usually buy and sell?"

Razawang said: "There are indeed not many products in Tubo. We mainly buy good things from outside and transport them back to Tubo to make money from the country's dignitaries and landlords, such as silk porcelain from the Tang Dynasty, gold and silver utensils from the Dashi, Turkic

Tribal cattle and sheep fur, etc.”

"When you come from Tubo to the Western Regions, you must bring some products with you, right? Coming empty-handed would be a waste of manpower and material resources."

Razawang smiled bitterly and said: "The products of Tubo cannot be sold at a good price in the Western Regions. Most of them are medicinal materials and ornaments carved from cow bones..."

As he said this, Razawang felt a little embarrassed, so he added: "The decorations were all blessed by Bodhisattva in the temple, and they are very effective."

Gu Qing said perfunctorily: "Ah, yes, it's effective. I already feel it's effective. It looks so sharp."

Razawang was overjoyed and hurriedly took off a piece of cow bone from his waist, an invisible beast totem ornament, and respectfully held it to Gu Qing with both hands.

"The Bodhisattva bless the Lord Hou and his descendants to prosper for generations to come. This object was offered as incense in front of the Mingyu Dorje Buddha statue in the Rasa Temple many years ago. It is a protective diamond dharma object that I have carried with me since I was a child. I would like to dedicate it to the Lord Marquis."

Gu Qing was confused as to what "Rhasa Temple" or "Mingjiu Dorje" Buddha was. He had no idea what he was talking about, but he still took it with a smile and looked at the so-called "protective vajra object" in his hand.

”.

It is a small piece of beef bone, heavy in weight, and covered with scratches and grease. In the jargon of the collection industry, this thing is thickly coated, but its appearance is slightly damaged. As for this so-called "legacy",

Perhaps Gu Qinghui is not strong enough and has not realized its spiritual wisdom at all.

"Haha, thank you very much. You and I don't know each other. Well, long live the unity of the people of all ethnic groups in the country." Gu Qing casually stuffed the artifact into his arms.

It was another saucy remark that Razawang couldn't understand at all.

Seeing that Gu Qing accepted his protective talisman, Raza Wang was so happy that he suddenly jumped on the spot, and then... he actually started dancing. While dancing, he sang a foreign song in a gurgling voice. It was so fun to sing and dance.

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Two other silent Tibetan businessmen also followed Razawang's rhythm. The three of them stood in front of Gu Qing and danced together, leaving Gu Qing at a loss as to how to respond to their enthusiasm.

Huangfu Sisi had been running an inn for many years and was used to the different customs of various countries, so he smiled and explained in Gu Qing's ear: "Master Marquis, they dance to bless their distinguished friends. This is how the Tubo people sing and dance when they are happy.

I sing and dance when I’m sad, and I sing and dance when I make new friends.”

Gu Qing squeezed out a smile and said softly: "They dance so ugly, like three pigs rolling in the mud. Can you make them stop? I'm afraid I can't help but beat them..."

Huangfu Sisi chuckled and said, "Master Marquis, be patient and wait a little longer. They are almost done dancing."

Gu Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, have these three guys been to Asan's Bollywood? When did they catch the habit of singing and dancing whenever they disagree?

Sure enough, it didn't take long, when Gu Qing's patience was about to run out, the three Tibetan businessmen finally ended their song and dance with unsatisfied content. Each of them danced with red faces, and even the businessman with a broken index finger didn't look so painful.

"You Tubo people are so...haha, so enthusiastic. I'm very touched." Gu Qingyan praised insincerely.

Razawang crossed his hands and caressed his chest, bowed and said: "The magnanimity and generosity of the Marquis are the most generous gifts to us Tubo people."

Gu Qing smiled and said: "You really have the talent to be a businessman. Every word you say is so nice that I can't help but want to take care of your business. Tell me, you guys are from Tubo this time."

Come here, what goods did you bring?"

Razawang clapped his fingers and said: "Most of the medicinal materials I brought were medicinal materials grown on the plateau. The most common products in Tubo are medicinal materials, such as Tianshan snow lotus, Coptidis chinensis, gentian grass, rhodiola rosea, etc. I brought a lot of everything.

few……"

A glimmer of inspiration seemed to flash in Gu Qing's mind, but it passed quickly and there was no time to catch it.

So Gu Qing had no choice but to continue asking: "Are the medicinal materials grown naturally or do you plant them yourself?"

"Of course it grows naturally. It is the most precious gift given by Bodhisattva to Tubo..."
Chapter completed!