Chapter 509 The Flying Swallow Plan

If a person is unlucky, he can stuff his teeth by drinking boiled water. Herzzan is obviously among them. Originally, he was well regarded as a great nobleman in the city. His servants were in groups, and his servants were like clouds. He enjoyed inexhaustible glory and wealth, but he had to work hard for a while. He was going to build a meritorious service on the battlefield. As a result, what about the meritorious service. Not to mention that he didn't get it, he was completely destroyed. Although he was blessed by Li Xian, he was able to retreat all his body and got a large box of jewelry. He wanted to live a good life for a few days safely and then care about the rest, but he didn't expect that he had just returned to Luo and was put into prison by thegar Qinling and was born into defeat. The scapegoat finally came out, but the family business has basically been ruined. I can only rely on the pawn of the family to live a life. The life is extremely tight. If it hadn't been for his good friend Wang Song Tshen to help him from time to time, Hertz was afraid that he would have to go to the street to beg. How could there be wine to drink? This time, let's get some wine. Isn't it unlucky to smash the "benefactor"? In case Wang Song and Ciren go away anly, will this life be the best?

"Brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I really didn't see my brother coming. I made a mistake. Please forgive me."

Herzzan is a general after all. Although he was on a hangover, his hands and feet were a little sore and soft, but his movements were still quite sharp. A few big steps rushed to Wang Song Ciren's side, stretched out his hands, helped Wang Song Ciren up, and his mouth repeatedly apologized.

"Oh, brother, what's wrong with you? Drinking is a mistake. Drink less if you can."

Wang Song Ciren's identity is a salt merchant, but this salt merchant is not a merchant like grass mustard in the Central Plains, but an official directly under Tubo Zanpu, who is in charge of the procurement of the salt industry - in the Tubo political system, there are five merchants and six craftsmen under the Zanpu government. The five merchants refer to tea merchants, jade merchants, knife merchants, silk merchants and salt merchants; the six craftsmen refer to the Garlong blacksmiths, As a saddle craftsman, a bow craftsman, a swordsman, an armor craftsman, a magic sculpture craftsman; all of them are headed by the minister close to Zanpu, and there are many people who specialize in walking around the four directions below. Wang Song Tsren is one of them. Although the official position is not very high, his status is not too low. He has been with Hertzzan for many years, and they have a good relationship with each other. At this time, He was in great pain, but it was not easy to show Herzzan's face. He could only shake his head, look bitterly, and say a few words of Herzzan lightly.

"The old brother taught me a lesson, hehe, the little brother has been taught. Come on, come on, come on, brother, please sit up, please take a seat."

Herzzan's hands have been tight these days, and he is looking forward to Wang Song Tseringen to come to put out the fire. How dare he care about Wang Song Tsering's lesson? After making amends with a smile, he flatteringly helped Wang Song Tsering to the back of his sons and gave up his seat.

"Don't be busy, brother. Sit down, alas!"

Wang Song Tsren reached out and rubbed the painful chest, waved his hand, and sighed upsetly.

"What's wrong with the old brother? Who made you angry again?"

Seeing that Wang Song Tsern looked bad, Herzzan was a little panicked. What he was afraid of was not that Wang Song Tcheren was in trouble. What he was afraid of was that Wang Song Tsheren had no money for him and did not dare to neglect it, so he hurried to ask questions.

"Alas, who else can there be besides the old thief? The old brother has really suffered a great crime this time. Alas, it's hard to say!"

It's okay for Herzzan not to ask. Under this question, Wang Song Ciren's face immediately turned blue, suddenly patted his thigh, and sighed angrily.

"Damn Qinling, I can't finish with him! Brother, you said, that old boy did something very immoral again.

The reason why Wang Song Tsren and Herzzan are so close is that they have a common enemy - the Tubo Daxianggar Qinling. Hearing this, Wangsong Tsren was tricked by the garqinling again, and Herzzan was also annoyed.

"Alas, it's my fault that the old brother is not cautious when talking about this. My brother knows that there is little salt in China, and the old brother is responsible for buying. He has to be busy all over the world. In the past few years, it was okay. Whether it is the Tang Dynasty or the Western Regions, he can still have a place of consultation, but since the old thief has attacked Tang several times, this business road It's all broken, and it's just a pain for the old brother who runs errands around. There's nothing he can do. He needs salt everywhere. The old brother can't cope with it even with three heads and six arms. He has to try to smuggle some salt from the Western Regions. This time, he finally bought through the joints and smuggled a hundred camel salt from Kunlun Pass. He originally wanted to transport it back to the city. Unexpectedly, he was robbed by the old thief's men as soon as he came out of the mountain pass. The old brother was so angry that he went to find the old thief to reason. Unexpectedly, the old thief not only returned the salt, but also... Alas, he also beat the old brother with dozens of military sticks. This is nothing. There is no reason, alas..."

As soon as he heard Hertz's praise, Wang Song's eyes turned red involumbly. The more he said it, the more sad he became. With a long sigh, the two lines of old tears couldn't help flowing down.

"Damn old dog, I will never end with him. Son of a bitch. I don't have the ability to beat the war, but I wait for me. It's not a shit!"

Herzzan and gar Qinling have a death feud and have no good impression on him. However, he has completely lost his power at this time. In addition to saying some useless cruel words, there is no other way to think about it.

"Brother, it's very useful to be angry. Alas, now Zanpu is sick in bed, his body is getting worse day by day, and the prince is young. If there is such a day, I don't know whose world this Dabo is. It's good for us to save a small life, unless..."

Wang Song Tsren shook his head with emotion, as if he was disheartened. At the end of the story, he seemed to think of Shen Zi. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly lit up, but he did not go on.

"Huh? What can I do, brother? To tell you the truth, I can only bring down the guy. Even if it is to kill the head, I also admit it. If you have something to say, just say it. As long as you need it, there is no two words!"

What Hertzzan thought about day and night was to kill the gar Qinling. Unfortunately, he had no power and power in his hand, so he could only think about it by closing the door. Hearing that Wang Song Ciren seemed to have a way, he immediately came to the spirit, which rushed to slap his chest and curse loudly.

"There is no way, brother. Do you know that now the deputy has also fallen ill and is very serious? I'm afraid he can't stand it for three months. If I can replace him, help the little prince with all his strength and stay in Zanpu. It's up to my brother. Although the old thief is rampant, after all, he is far away in Tuyuhun. Just cut off its minions in the court, and a big deal may not be impossible!"

As soon as he heard Herzzan's words, Wang Song Tsren's already bright eyes became hot in an instant. He gave a clear answer with a high-five and an enthusiastic tone.

"Oh? Alas..."

The vice-president is a high position. Herzzan was at his peak in those years, and he was just a captain. He was still a short of the boss from the position of the deputy prime minister. If he could do it, he had no reason to be reluctant, but when he thought of the predicament in front of his eyes, his joy turned into extreme helplessness, except for sending out In addition to a long sigh, he couldn't say anything else.

"What? Why don't you want to?"

Wang Song Tsren and Herzzan have been friends for many years, and they know their nature. When they saw him, they were dejected and immediately said excitedly.

"The old brother joked. If he can do it, I can't wait, but... Alas, to tell you the truth, I can't open the pot in my family, and I'm still talking about the position of deputy, alas..."

Forced by Wang Song Ciren, Herzzan's old face immediately turned red, but he couldn't attack again. He could only spread out his hands with a wry smile and answered helplessly.

"Well, what I said is wrong. The old thief in Qinling is the common enemy of you and me. How can the old brother let me shoulder this heavy responsibility alone? Hey, the old brother has traveled all over the years. It's hard to say, but there is no shortage of money, but I can ascend the throne. No matter how much money is spent, the old brother will have nothing to say. I'm afraid. I don't have the confidence to fight with that old thief!"

Wang Song Tsren patged his lower lip carelessly, and then stabbed Hertz.

"Afraid? Humph, how can someone be afraid of that dog thing? If he can really be the deputy, let's see how he cleans it up. If the old brother can help a certain family, he will be rich and noble every day. If he violates this oath, he will be destroyed on the same day!"

Herzzan has long had enough of the current hard life. There is no reason why Wang Song Ciren is not happy to pay for himself. In order to show his sincerity, he should hold his fist to the sky and swear loudly.

"Okay, since I have this intention, even if the old brother has risked all his money, he has to help me ascend to the position of deputy prime minister. Wait, brother, I'll go back to raise money!"

As soon as he saw Herzzan's statement, Wang Song Ciren immediately became excited, suddenly patted his thigh and gave a positive promise. After that, no matter what Herzzan's expression was, he jumped up and ran out of the room in a hurry.

A few hours later, Wang Song Ciren was located in the mansion in the south of the city. An eagle rose to the sky. After wandering around the city, it spread its wings and flew all the way to the southeast. A few days later, it had arrived over Lanzhou City. After a slight circle, a fierce man had swooped and fell into the governor's mansion. As soon as he stopped, a subordinate rushed forward and threw a large piece of dried meat to the eagle. Taking advantage of the eagle's food, he quickly took a small copper pipe from the eagle's claws. As soon as he turned around, he hurriedly ran to the study.

"Your Highness, some urgent documents!"

In the study of the governor's mansion, Li Xianzheng, dressed in casual clothes, and Zhang Jianzhi exchanged opinions on an official letter, but they saw Liu Ziming strode out from behind the screen, quickly rushed to the front, and reported respectfully.

"Okay, sir, the 'Flying Yan Plan' has begun!"

As soon as he heard that it was an urgent matter, Li Xian's spirit immediately shook. He reached out and took over the small copper pipe, skillfully opened the hidden buckle on it, took out the secret letter inside, spread it out, and immediately showed a gratified smile on his face. He casually handed the secret letter to Zhang Jianzhi, who was sitting opposite, and said with a trace of excitement.

"It's so good that I'm going to arrange the relevant matters."

Zhang Jianzhi quickly glanced at the secret letter. After confirming that it was correct, a gratified smile also appeared on his face, but he didn't say much. He stood up. After leaving a sentence to explain, he hurried out of the study...