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Character Samples Part 7

The Seventh of the Eight Bandits - Fan Xiaoshan

As soon as the sun rose above the horizon, the wooden planks on the Henglong's gate were removed by the crew.

Fan Xiaoshan, who had not slept a wink all night, crossed the threshold, looked at the rising sun in winter and let out a long breath.

A tall camel snorted in front of him and slowly passed by the store, tinkering with the food in his mouth.

Looking at the Mongolians sitting among the humps, and then at the camel team, Fan Xiaoshan's pupils shrank, he squeezed out a smile and said with his hands: "Is the guest going to leave now?"

The Mongolians snorted and did not respond. They did not stop their camel team and wandered towards the direction of the rising sun.

The waiter was a little angry when he saw his boss being humiliated. He was about to catch up and argue with the dirty Mongolian, but he was stopped by Fan Xiaoshan.

"Come back, this time I have no expression, I can't blame others for ignoring me."

The boy took a closer look at the goods carried on the camel, and sneered: "Master, The camels are all made of sheepskin!

It’s worthless!”

Fan Xiaoshan clicked his lips and said: “Everyone knows that cowhide is more valuable than sheepskin, but they don’t know how much money we make from sheepskin. , far more than cowhide."

Hearing this, the waiter quickly came over and lowered his eyebrows and said, "You can teach me."

Fan Xiaoshan rolled his eyes at the waiter and said, "Yes. It was your master who made you capable, and it was your shopkeeper. Why do you ask me about these things?" After that, he walked into the mutton soup restaurant opposite, hands behind his back.

On a cold winter day, you can have a bowl of hot mutton soup and hot pancakes just out of the oven. After one bowl, your energy will be restored.

Today was different. Fan Xiaoshan ate a bowl of mutton soup and two pancakes, but his heart was still cold and he couldn't warm up.

A middle-aged man with a short beard came over, took out a sheep's hoof from his bowl and put it into Fan Xiaoshan's empty bowl. He sat down opposite him and said with a smile: "Eat with me again!"

Fan Xiaoshan was indifferent and did not look at the person in front of him. He just lowered his head and took out a dry tobacco bag from his waist, filled it with cigarettes, and took out a piece of red charcoal from the stove. After lighting the cigarette, he started smoking.

Seeing that Fan Xiaoshan was indifferent, Wang Dengku took off a brocade bag from his waist and threw it on the table and said, "Try it, it's a good yellow smoke."

Fan Xiaoshan glanced at the tobacco bag and said, He blew out a puff of smoke and said, "Why, the dry smoke outside your mouth doesn't fit your mouth?

Did you take the Yunnan-Guizhou Road instead?"

Wang Dengku buried his head in his meal. Hearing Fan Changlu's harsh tone, he didn't explain. , until he finished a bowl of mutton soup and pancakes, he wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Yellow smoke is also produced under Changbai Mountain!"

Fan Xiaoshan was startled, looked around and saw the store There was no one else but the busy shopkeeper, so he stood up and said to Wang Denku: "Go and talk elsewhere!"

Wang Denku HeyRan smiled, carefully wrapped the sheep's hoof in the bowl with a handkerchief, and followed Fan Xiaoshan out of the mutton restaurant.

The two walked out of the small north gate one after another. Fan Xiaoshan thought for a moment and then climbed up the city wall along the gap in the broken city wall.

There were no soldiers guarding the city wall. Wang Denku pointed to the watchman who was watching the two of them in the archery tower in the distance and said to Fan Xiaoshan: "These two are also people who eat from our family."< /p>

Fan Xiaoshan said faintly: "Ningyuan was victorious, His Majesty the Golden Man was severely damaged, and now his soul has passed away. All you Beizi and Beile are staring at you with red eyes. It is estimated that we will not be used for a while.

Our Majesty has issued an edict again, prohibiting us from doing business with the Jin people. If this continues, it will be extremely difficult for you and me to eat a bowl of mutton soup. ”

Wang Dengku smiled and said: "Huang Taiji, Huang Taiji, the Emperor of Jin gave his son this name because he was preparing him to succeed the throne.

This is the person who has been dealing with us all this time. , This person is capable and open-minded, has he ever lost one tael of money to us?

Don’t you know where the rumors about the dragon’s taking over the heir came from? “Do you believe such nonsense?”

Fan Xiaoshan took a deep look at Wang Dengku and whispered: "Who gave you such confidence?"

Wang Dengku held one hand behind his back and held the other hand away. Pointing to the Beijing City Road in the southeast direction: "The emperor liked to do carpentry work. After being emperor for seven years, he did carpentry work for seven years and handed over all political affairs to the eunuchs. As a result, he attracted heaven's punishment. Tens of thousands of people shouted loudly The sound turned into ashes.

Do you think a country like this can be saved?"

Fan Xiaoshan said nothing and just looked at Wang Dengku blankly.

Wang Dengku laughed dryly and continued: "Since the implementation of the "Kaizhong Law", you and I have been growing food in the border areas to supply military rations to the court. In exchange for salt, we go to the salt field to dry the salt and harvest it."

Over the years, we have thought that we have not let down the imperial court, and the food we have supplied has fed the soldiers of the Nine Borders, but how much profit have we made, Fan Xiaoshanshou? The ancestral Changlu Salt Farm produces 60,000 tons of salt every year, how much do you have in your hands?

It’s a big joke. You can dry the salt yourself, but you still need to buy it with food. In this world? Is this true?

Do you know what life is like for the salt merchants in the south of the Yangtze River? There are many servants and maids, they are always drunk and dreamy all day long. Brother Xiao Shan, what about us? Riding camels in the wind and snow desert, we can only make a small profit all year round. Isn't it because we brothers have no one in the government?

We can only earn a little hard money? !

I’ve had enough of this kind of life, it’s going to be over tomorrow, it’s time to change the dynasty.

Brother Xiao Shan, take advantage of the golden man. There is still a place for us now, so work harder and make more money. After the Jin people take over the Central Plains, we can also follow Jiangnan.Salt merchants are generally wealthy! "

The more Wang Dengku talked, the more excited he became. At the end, he actually waved his arms and was extremely excited.

Fan Xiaoshan slowly climbed down the city wall and left without looking back.

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Wang Dengku shouted from the city wall: "Brother Changlu, tell me the truth whether it will succeed or not! "

Fan Xiaoshan stopped, looked back at Wang Dengku on the city wall and said: "You can make the decision in everything. I, Mrs. Fan, will only follow your lead. "

Wang Dengku quickly slipped down from the earth city wall, walked a few steps quickly, grabbed Fan Changlu's sleeve and said, "You are the backbone of us people. ”

Fan Xiaoshan sneered and said: “You dare to trade with the camel customers that I rejected. I think it’s best to have you as the backbone!” "

Wang Dengku opened his mouth and said: "How dare you..." Halfway through his words, he saw that Fan Changlu's face became even more angry, and he quickly said: "There are only five thousand kilograms of fine iron. "

Fan Xiaoshan said: "Which line should you take? "

Wang Dengku muttered: "Go to the west exit! "

Fan Xiaoshan said angrily: "Are you going to Shahukou in Shanxi or Guanzhongfugukou? "

Wang Dengku said with a smile: "It's Fugukou!

Fan Xiaoshan breathed a sigh of relief, sat on a big rock, pointed at Zhangjiakou and said: "This place will be deserted soon. It's too dangerous to go to the tiger's mouth. Although it's a little farther to go to the Fugukou, it's safe." .

Wang Dengku, listen, you must go with this shipment, and tell Huang Taiji that our goods can only be sent to Tumut Mongolia. From now on, we will be in Fuzhou The settlement was made with the Tumut Mongols outside the mouth of the valley. As for how the settlement was made with the Mongols, it is none of our business.

Wang Dengku smiled bitterly and said: "How am I qualified to meet Huang Taiji? Brother Fan, you have been praised by Nurhachi. You can only take action. Only in this way can you have the opportunity to meet Huang Taiji."

Why don't we go to your store and discuss things slowly? It's freezing here, so it's really not a good place to discuss things! "

Fan Xiaoshan sighed and said: "If you talk here, no matter what you say, it will be blown away by the wind. If you talk in the house, I am afraid of annihilation. "

Wang Dengku said: "I am a merchant! "

Fan Xiaoshan said: "The Ming Dynasty is really bad..."

Wang Dengku said with a smile: "Now, I can only pretend to be rich. As for the emperor of the Zhu family, he still pretends." Not into my eyeballs.

As for the people, just change to another emperor. Even if Huang Taiji comes to the Central Plains to become emperor, it will be better than the Zhu family emperor! "

Fan Xiaoshan shook his head and said: "You only saw how happy Lu Buwei was when he used the emperor as a commodity to trade, but you didn't know that Lu Buwei had all the power in the world, and it was inevitable that he would be stabbed in the neck in the end.

It’s hard to explain the situation in this world.

I originally thought that Nurhachi could conquer Ningyuan with the power of victory, but who knows that Ningyuan has become his life-threatening Yama.

You need to be stable in your work...

I am a businessmanJia Wuli doesn't get up early. He wants us to be loyal to the emperor and patriotic. Who will love us?

In today’s Ming Dynasty, the emperor is negligent in his political affairs, being too lenient with the scholars and too strict with the common people. The peasants cannot bear the tyranny. Riots are coming one after another, and it is as lively as a boiling pot. It suppresses the east and rises in the west. If it suppresses the west and rises again in the east, one day it will no longer be able to cover this lid.

Everyone says that businessmen of my generation are unable to get up early because they have no profit, and have no thoughts of family, country, and world in their hearts. They only care about small gains.

After so many years, I have finally seen clearly that those who are the number one scholar in the court and those with Jinshi background are the national traitors.

They don’t care about this country, so don’t blame me, Fan Xiaoshan, for not profiting the country or a dime, but putting a lot of money into people’s trust!

They do not care about the survival of the Han people, but only care about the private interests of the family.

Not to mention that I am seeking small profits and forgetting the righteousness. These days, do those who keep talking about the righteousness really mean the righteousness?

No matter how great a righteousness you are, there is nothing as secure as having money in your arms! ”

After saying these words, Fan Xiaoshan seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He staggered into the small north gate and slapped the city wall hard. He patted down a city brick and pinched it with his hand. The green bricks shattered.

Fan Xiaoshan looked up to the sky and laughed, pointing at the city wall of Zhangjiakou and saying to Wang Dengku: "The Tian Shenglan family was responsible for building this, right? "

Wang Dengku said with a smile: "The construction of the city guard was undertaken by four families: Liang Jiabin, Tian Shenglan, Zhai Tang, and Huang Yongfa. They spent 30,000 taels of public funds and received 300,000 taels. The guard here asked The emperor asked for 600,000 taels, but was left with 300,000 taels.

When the city was being built, these four families gave generous wages to the craftsmen, and the people were all happy. "

Fan Xiaoshan said almost with a cry: "That's why it turned out to be like this, and no one cared about it from the beginning to the end..."

Wang Dengku saw that Fan Xiaoshan was in a bad mood, so he came up He supported him and walked forward slowly. As he walked, he said: "It's good for us to make money. It's rare that there is no wind and sand today. How about we have a few drinks?" "

Fan Xiaoshan pointed at Wang Dengku with a smile and said: "Would you like a drink? "

Wang Dengku frowned and said: "I actually don't understand. You and I have already been rich for a long time, why do we still live so frugally?

Sometimes even I can’t figure out why I would wrap a sheep’s hoof in a handkerchief and keep it for lunch…”

“It was hard for our ancestors to save money…”< /p>

The sun has risen unknowingly, and the sunshine shines selflessly on everyone, even Wang Dengku and Fan Xiaoshan are also bathing in the sunshine.

The camel team has already. Disappearing on the horizon, it won't take long for these five thousand kilograms of fine iron to be melted by the blacksmith and made into the most sophisticated long knives or arrowheads. These are all sharp weapons for killing people!

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