Although Chen Qisheng was full of confusion, he could not continue to say anything. If he continued to say something, he would teach Mo Zizai to govern the country. If he said that kind of thing, he would not have to be pressed to the ground by the Dongchang guard behind him on the spot.

Seeing that Chen Qisheng stopped talking, he looked at the bosses of Chen Qisheng with anticipation, and the hope in his eyes suddenly faded.

"Your Majesty, you have searched all of us merchants. Are you not afraid of the turmoil of the people in the capital?"

A business owner who was pressed on his seat by the East Factory Guard roared at Mo Zizai with some reluctance.

Mo Zizai looked at him without any concern and said lightly: "You yell at me so loudly, aren't you afraid that I will kill your whole family?"

“…”

Hearing Mo Zizai's threat, the business owner who was struggling wildly under the Dongchang Guards' body stiffened for a moment, and then stopped. After all, not everyone is like Chang Wei and can ignore the people in the family.

"Will you do this, don't say that I won't give you a chance."

After Mo Zizai said this, he looked at the hopeful eyes of these business owners and said lightly: "I know that there are many people who have affair with barbarians among you, but I actually don't care about these."

"As long as you can get the Red Blood Dragon Test for me from the Northern Barbarians, I will be exempted from your death penalty. If I can get enough, it will be no problem to return your property to you."

"Red Blood Dragon Test?"

When most of the business owners heard this strange word, they looked confused. They obviously had never dealt with the Beiman, nor had they paid attention to the matter of Mingma.

Several of them had dealt with the Northern Barbarians. Although they had heard of the names of the Northern Barbarian God Horse, the Red Blood Dragon Cong, their faces were very desolate.

Those stubborn barbarians in the north have a greater sense of life than life for the Red Blood Dragon Test. Not to mention buying such a magic horse from them, if you mention this matter to them, they will dare to put you in the blame.

"Prince, the Red Blood Dragon Cong is a divine object of the Northern Barbarians, and they are not for sale to the outside world."

A business owner who had smuggled to the Beiman said unwillingly: "This condition is really too harsh. Can you change the conditions, prince?"

"Do you think ordinary war horses are OK? For those ordinary war horses, how many grass people do you want to get you as much as you want."

"It's okay for ordinary people."

What the boss of the business did not expect was that Mo Zizai was unexpectedly easy to speak, so he agreed directly, "Then let's do 30,000 horses first. If I get this king, I can forgive you, and even return the property to you."

"Three...thirty thousand?"

The boss of the business almost popped his eyes. He couldn't get ten thousand war horses even after selling his property, let alone 30,000.

And the most important thing is that Mo Zizai said that he did not intend to give him the property and let him make 30,000 war horses with nothing? If he had this ability, he would have rebelled long ago, so why would he be a businessman?

"How is it? Can't you do it? Why don't you say anything big?"

Mo Zizai waved his hand and signaled the people from the East Factory to take these business owners down, "Take them away, kill them with guilt, be innocent... Oh, there are no innocents."

"If you have a light crime, you can leave them a way out and just exile directly. There is no way. I am a gentle man."

“…”

A group of people were taken down clamoringly. Although no one dared to shout and scold, it is guaranteed that no one agreed with Mo Zizai's words of soft-heartedness.

After the group of people were taken down, among the five remaining business owners, a bearded man thought for a moment and asked hesitantly, "Prince, I wonder how much red blood dragon test do you want?"

"Um?"

After hearing what the bearded man said, Mo Zizai couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He had no hope for this matter at all, but he didn't expect that there would be another village for the darkness of the willows and flowers.

"Who are you?"

Mo Zizai only knew that the first person sitting on his left was Chen Qisheng. As for the future, he didn't remember, so he didn't know who the bearded man was talking.

"The grass-roots people Pang Sihai are the masters of the four sea escort business."

"Oh, the dart."

Anyone who comes into contact with the Northern Barbarians, eight out of ten are engaged in smuggling business. When he heard Pang Sihai speak, Mo Zizai thought he was also smuggling, but he was still thinking in his heart that he didn't expect that the smuggling people also had a country in their hearts. This is really strange.

Unexpectedly, he was the one who thought it apart. Pang Sihai was actually the head of the escort agency.

If it is an escort agency, it would be reasonable to contact the Beiman. After all, in this world, if you want to go to the Beiman safely, you don’t hire some people from the escort agency to protect you, and you may have lost all the people who have brought goods before you even reach the destination.

"Boss Pang, according to your opinion, can you get the Red Blood Dragon Test?"

"If you don't want much, it should be fine."

The bearded Pang Sihai nodded and said, "Caomin once followed a escort in Jiangnan and sent it to the grassland. That time, I met a very special barbarian leader."

Speaking of the barbarian leader, Pang Sihai's face was a bit weird, but his cultural level was not high, so I don't know how to describe it, so he looked around and finally set his eyes on Chen Qisheng.

Chen Qisheng was a little awkward when he saw it, and he couldn't help but ask, "What do you think I'm doing?"

"Yes, that's the tune!"

Pang Sihai nodded fiercely and said, "That grassland leader gives me the same feeling as Boss Shen, both of which are so...so..."

Pang Sihai held his hands and thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a good word. In the end, he could only hold it up, "It's all so chewing!"

“…”

"If you can't speak, don't talk. What is a girl chirping!"

Chen Qisheng's face turned dark in an instant. He glared at Pang Sihai, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you want to say that the grassland leader looks like a scholar like me, and has a bit of a gentle temperament?"

"Yes, yes! Elegant, elegant, that's the word!"

Pang Sihai clapped his hands suddenly and said excitedly: "Boss Shen is right. The leader doesn't look like a prairie barbarian at all, but rather a scholar. He is as merciless as a businessman, giving people a very strange feeling."

“…”

Mo Zizai looked at the four people beside Pang Sihai who had darkened their faces at the same time, and felt a little helpless. He offended all the four businessmen around him with one mouth. Pang Sihai really had a good mouth.

"According to your opinion, this grassland leader has been in my Dazhou? And he has also read books?"

"That's right."

Pang Sihai nodded and said, "I heard from the merchants in Jiangnan that the grassland leader seemed to have studied in Taixue. What is Taixue?"

After hearing what Pang Sihai said, Mo Zizai was slightly shocked. Taixue is not a thing. Taixue is the predecessor of the Imperial College. Before the Imperial College was renamed, it was called Taixue.

However, after the reform, few people called the title of Taixue. Only those in Jiangnan missed the time of the Taixue and occasionally used the title of Taixue when they called the Imperial College.

The Imperial College was the highest institution of learning in the Great Zhou Dynasty. The leader of the grassland could actually read the Imperial College. There is no need to say much about his literary attainments.
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