Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 208 I want them all!

Like any other city or any other large district, Fanfang will naturally form rich and poor areas.

Although the Fanfang is divided into three major forces, those living in the wealthy area are basically merchants from places such as Daqin and Musli.

The Goryeo faction from Japan and the Kunlun faction both live in poor areas.

Even though the leading figures among them lived in decent houses that were not worse than some houses in wealthy areas, the area where they lived was still a slum and the surrounding environment was dirty and messy.

People from the slums always want to enter the rich area, but people from the rich area never set foot in the slums.

Therefore, Luxi's arrival did not attract the attention of merchants from countries such as the Arabs and the Umayyad.

In the poor area where Japanese and Korean people live, there is a big house that obviously belongs to a wealthy person.

Under the eaves of the big house, several warriors with shaved heads stood with their hands on their knees, bowed and stood solemnly, and it took a long time for them to straighten up.

The autumn rain continued, and in the rain ahead, two people were walking side by side.

Seeing the two figures, several Japanese warriors still looked frightened.

A young girl, wearing a short shirt with narrow sleeves, a pair of long sleeves with folds, and a long-sleeved jacket on the outside.

Her sleeves and skirt had beautiful lace, and when blown by the wind, they looked like butterflies hiding in the rain.

In her hand she held a silk umbrella with a bamboo handle and a sky-blue cover with a landscape pattern on it.

The umbrella is like its owner, light, pleasing to the eye, and graceful...

However, when the warriors saw this pleasant-looking young lady, their faces became solemn.

What frightened them was not Lu Xi holding the silk umbrella, but the man wearing a straw raincoat beside Lu Xi.

The lame man who walks with one leg tall and one leg short.

Hojo Daisho is recognized as the best swordsman among this group of Oriental and Goryeo samurai.

However, his sudden attack of "drawing the sword and slashing" was useless in front of the cripple.

Hojo Daisho's "Sword Slash" can cut even a flying fly in half.

However, when they were kneeling and talking just now, the other party was completely unprepared and he suddenly made a "sword-drawing slash", but it was easily resolved by the cripple.

Admittedly, he didn't want to kill anyone at that time. He just wanted to put the knife on the thin neck of the shameless girl.

However, when he drew his knife, the unremarkable cripple had already put the tip of the knife against his throat.

He didn't even see the other party's move clearly.

A jonin who prided himself on his surprise attack and assassination skills was easily subdued even though he had taken the initiative to attack.

That cripple is really a scary man!

A middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous kimono and high-heeled wooden clogs walked down the stairs with a "clacking" sound.

Hojo Daisho slightly turned sideways, bowed his head respectfully and said, "Suzuki-kun!"

Suzuki Taro was a businessman, but he worked for a powerful lord, so these ronin were very respectful to him.

Taro Suzuki nodded slightly, then narrowed his eyes and looked at the father and daughter who were walking away in the rain.

Hojo Daisho asked, "Suzuki-kun, do we really have to agree to them?"

Suzuki Taro said: "To the South Seas, the most profitable trade routes are controlled by the Arabs and the Ussiris.

Those monkeys from Kunlun Kingdom are no match for them at all."

He slowly turned around and looked at Hojo Daisho: “And here in the East China Sea, smuggling between Song and Jin is becoming more rampant.

The big pirate Zheng Daliang cooperated with them and controlled Shuangyu Island. Even we have to live under their control..."

Suzuki Taro shook his head and said, "In this case, I think it's not a bad thing to follow them.

They eat dry food, but we can still have some liquid food, which is better than those Arabs who don't even want to share a bite of leftovers with us."

Hojo Daisho frowned and said, "But we can't defeat the Arabs or the smugglers from Song and Jin. Just by..."

Hojo Daisho turned his head and looked forward, but he could no longer see the lame man and the girl in the rain.

Hojo said softly, "They? Can they do it?"

Suzuki Taro laughed softly: "Have you forgotten that it was that person who defeated your proud sword-drawing slash when you attacked first?"

Hojo Daisho said unconvincedly: "If personal bravery can solve these problems, then Zheng Daliang on Shuangyu Island will not be a major concern for us, Your Excellency."

"Yes, but how do you know that they don't have great power?"

Suzuki's expression became serious: "If the lord's family temple cannot be built on time, the lord will use my family to worship the ghosts and gods.

Unless I abandon my family business, flee to the Song Dynasty, and become a wanderer like you..."

Suzuki Taro patted Hojo Daisho on the shoulder and said, “Let’s give it a try with them, just in case they succeed.

Anyway, our situation won’t get any worse!”

Several warriors bowed to Suzuki in unison: "Hi!"

……

Luxi had a reserved look on her face and an elegant gait.

She knew that the Japanese were still watching her from behind.

She had never walked so gracefully and steadily in her entire life. She walked slenderly and elegantly, and although she was a bit awkward, she had a unique charm.

It was not until she turned a corner and left the sight of the Japanese that Lu Xi became excited. She grabbed Old Man Song's arm and said happily, "Dad, wasn't your daughter very good just now? Your words to persuade them were very logical, right?"

Old Man Song nodded with a smile. At this time, Old Man Song's face was full of kindness, completely different from the killer in Hojo Daisho's eyes who was full of murderous intent and could kill people with just a gesture.

Lu Xi patted his chest and said thankfully: “Sister Dan Niang said that if you want to convince others, you must be absolutely confident.

Even if you don’t believe it yourself, you have to convince yourself first before others will believe it.”

"She also told me that I must speak slowly and keep a faint smile no matter what the other person says.

If you can't refute it, then pretend you don't even bother to refute it and just emphasize what you want to say..."

Lu Xi took a deep breath and said thankfully, "I was so afraid of saying the wrong thing just now, I was so afraid that people would see that I knew nothing. Fortunately, the method that Sister Dan Niang taught me really frightened them."

Old Man Song smiled and said, "You, don't be happy too soon.

He agreed, but first he wanted us to help him solve the crisis of the lord's family temple. Only after this was accomplished would they obey his orders."

"I know, I can definitely do it, I will definitely find a way!"

The victory in the first battle gave Luxi a boost of confidence, and he walked with his head held high.

Old Man Song couldn't help but laugh when he saw his daughter's high spirits.

Well, since the kid likes it, then your dad will have to help you succeed even if it means risking his life!

Old Man Song turned his head and looked at a large house with an arched roof on the side of the road, and called out, "Old Ji, are you still not done here?"

A moment later, the fat old man Ji and the short and plump Kuntai walked out of the big house.

As they walked, they put on their raincoats. Uncle Ji said loudly, "It's been settled a long time ago. I heard Kuntai bragging to them."

Many dark and thin Kunlun people followed behind, stood under the eaves, and waved goodbye to them enthusiastically.

Kuntai is a Siamese businessman, his figure and face look like Uncle Ji shrunk two sizes.

The only difference from Uncle Ji’s fat image is that he is not only dressed in tattered clothes, but also has a greasy face.

Seeing them coming over, Lu Xi hurriedly asked, "Uncle Ji, have you already reached an agreement on this?"

She was a little unconvinced. She had a hard time negotiating with the Japanese. That Japanese ronin even wanted to threaten her with a knife. But Kuntai's negotiations were going so smoothly?
Kuntai patted his chest and said to Luxi with a smile, "Miss Luxi, don't worry.

I told you when I came here that they live a hard life, and as long as I can help them make money, everything is fine."

Uncle Ji nodded and said, "Yes, they agreed as soon as Kuntai said it. Their people are very diverse, coming from more than ten small countries in the South China Sea.

They promised to send someone to go with Kuntai to their country to collect the precious wood that Suzuki needed, and to lead us to familiarize ourselves with the sea route. "

Kuntai said with great joy: "I've already told you, whoever gives them milk is the mother."

Uncle Ji said "Hey", glared at him and said, "What about you? We just said we would help you solve your problem, why are you here?"

Kuntai said with a smirk: "It's nice to lean on a big tree for shade! It doesn't matter how much money you make. I, Kuntai, am not suitable for fighting alone.

I will hang out with Miss Luxi from now on. But speaking of which, do you really have large ships and ocean-going sailors that can sail the ocean?"

Old Man Song and Old Man Ji looked at each other and said nothing.

Miss Luxi, who already understood the truth of "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway", immediately said confidently: "Of course, we have large ships and sailors that can sail thousands of miles across the ocean!"

……

The tea plantation on a rainy day has an autumn atmosphere that makes people want to sleep.

Under the pavilion, Yang Yuan was half lying on a bamboo chair, looking at the tea mountain that seemed to be shrouded in clouds and mist.

In the past two days, he has become familiar with the two managers of the Arabs, Li Fei and Zou Wen.

These two Arab managers both like Young Master Li very much.

Young Master Li was a generous man and often invited them to drink and eat together.

When they heard that the second young master of the Li family would accompany them as the ship's escort on this voyage.

He also begged his elder sister for a long time to ask Mrs. Li's beautiful and elegant personal maid to come and accompany him on the voyage.

The way they looked at Young Master Li again was as friendly as if they were looking at their own father.

Young Master Li is such a good man. Not only did he give them good tea worth a fortune, he also gave them a beautiful woman from the State of Song.

They traveled across the oceans, and some things were prohibited from being trafficked in the Song Dynasty, such as books and picture albums, and people were one of them.

So, if we can bring a mysterious oriental beauty to faraway Baghdad...

One can imagine how much gold those rich gentlemen in Baghdad would be willing to spend on the bidding!
Li Fei had just left the good man Li Ershao, and he brought Li Ershao a "good news": set off in three days!

After Li Fei left, Yang Yuan's lazy and bored expression slowly turned into solemnity.

They will set off in three days, which means that the Jin people have already prepared all the goods?
So fast?
Yang Yuan bent his fingers and tapped lightly on the recliner.

Tomorrow, I will go to "Shuiyunjian" to attend Lu You and his friends' "Burning Tail Banquet".

Three days later, it was the day when Luxi entered the palace to cook.

Although, even if he didn't go out to sea, he couldn't enter the palace to accompany Lu Xi, which was still a bit regrettable.

As for Ya Ge and Fan Fang, I don't know how many trendsetters Ya Ge has recruited, and I don't know whether Fan Fang has reached an agreement on the deal.

This time, for the sake of public security, I want to cut off the secret smuggling channels between Song and Jin.

Personally, I want to give those large sea ships and experienced sailors to Luxi as a gift.

But you must not make any mistakes!
(End of this chapter)