Zongwu: Give you a chance and get a 10,000 times critical hit return!

This Mr. Zhao was the most generous person Zhong Wanchou had ever seen in his life.

If he wasn't too old and couldn't bring himself to do that, he would have wanted to kneel down and beg Zhao Wuxian to accept him as his disciple.

Zhao Wuxian's tone became serious, and he said, "Valley Master Zhong, although I accept Zhong Ling as my disciple, there are three things you must listen to!"

Zhong Wanchou stood there with a knife in hand, looking like a subordinate obeying orders, and said, "Your Excellency, please speak!"

"First, you are not allowed to use my name to bully others or commit crimes!"

"Secondly, you must not disturb Zhong Ling and affect her practice!"

“Third, if you cause trouble, you should take care of your own grudges and not involve Zhong Ling!”

"If you don't want to drink, you must first apologize. If I find that you have violated the above three points, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Zhao Wuxian's tone turned cold, causing the hall to suddenly become solemn and depressing.

Zhong Wanchou's breathing stagnated, he bent down and said, "I dare not disobey!"

Zhao WuXian said "hmm", then changed the subject and said, "Are you interested in doing business?"

The stagnant air dispersed, Zhong Wanchou took a breath and asked in surprise: "Business?"

"Yes, I see that although Nanzhao is small, it has products such as tea, leather, wood, ivory, jade, etc."

Zhao Wuxian said, "I want to build a tea-horse trade group here, but I need a local prestigious person to lead it. What do you think?"

The reason why Duan Yanqing asked Yun Zhonghe to win over Zhong Wanchou was not because of his martial arts.

Instead, he values ​​Zhong Wanchou's identity.

Nanzhao is a place with high mountains and long rivers. The weather and customs vary every ten miles. There are barbarians and foreigners living here, each forming their own village and tribe.

Zhong Wanchou is the son of the chief of a large local village.

A large village with tens of thousands of people can mobilize an army of thousands of young and strong people.

This is enough to affect the war situation in a country of a hundred miles.

If his family didn't own a mine, how could Gan Baobao marry such an ugly man with a horse face and mung eyes, and how could Wanjiemen accept him?

If the Jingguo Mansion wants to develop, it can't just rely on Zhao Wuxian's critical hit returns, it still needs to establish its own channels.

The Song Dynasty had a developed business and it was not uncommon for the royal family to engage in business. Among the princes in the capital, which one didn't have a street inside his home?

"A real man should make great achievements. I think if you can become famous in Nanzhao, your wife will look at you differently!"

Zhao Wuxian smiled slightly.

Zhong Wanchou's body shook, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly understood.

Yes!

Isn’t it because Gan Baobao is obsessed with the surname Duan that he is the prince of Nanzhao?

Zhong Wanchou's mind was filled with motivation and ambition, and he said, "Your Majesty, this important task belongs to me!"

"Good! I didn't make a mistake. Master Zhong has great ambitions and will definitely achieve great things!"

Zhao Wuxian said, "Please prepare to send a batch of jade, leather, ivory, and spices to Suzhou in the near future. When you arrive, someone will pick you up."

"Where's the tea?" Zhong Wanchou asked.

Zhao Wuxian glanced at him and asked, "Are you mentally retarded?"

Is there a shortage of tea in Suzhou and Hangzhou?

"No need for tea leaves yet!"

Zhong Wanchou nodded repeatedly, in high spirits. He looked at Zhao Wuxian as if he had seen his life mentor.

snort!

When I become more powerful than that Duan guy, the baby will definitely change his mind.

I am the one who truly loves babies!

He felt that there was hope in life.

Outside the Wanjie Valley.

Groan!

Zhao Wuxian put his fingers together like a sword, with a sinister sword energy.

He soared into the air, and as his fingers wrote, pieces of rocks rolled down from the rock wall.

Wait until he lands.

A word "劫" (robbery) written in a flamboyant style was engraved.

Zhao Wuxian landed and said, "Duan Yanqing is here. When he sees this, he will retreat."

Zhong Wanchou and his wife only felt that the killing sword intent was condensed and not dissipated. It was dazzling and they dared not look at it any longer. They said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Zhong Ling waved her hands and said with a smile, "Daddy, Mom, I'm leaving!"

"Go!" said Zhong Wanchou.

"Hey, listen to Master." Gan Baobao warned, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"okay!"

Zhong Ling laughed. At her age, why would she be sad about leaving home? She was so happy!

"Let's go! Master Zhong, Madam, please stay!"

Zhao Wuxian held Zhong Ling's shoulders, and after she screamed, he took her on the crane's back and flew away with the setting sun on its back.

Chapter 69 shocked Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui, and returned to Beijing ruthlessly and cold-bloodedly!

Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations!

After Zhao Wuxian and Zhong Ling left, Zhong Wanchou told Gan Baobao about the Tea and Horse Merchant Gang.

"The trade between these two countries is not simple..."

Gan Baobao was a little worried.

When Zhong Wanchou heard her say this, he immediately became unhappy.

Does this mean he can't get anything done?

What men fear most is losing face in front of the woman they love and being looked down upon by her.

"Hey, you have a woman's opinion, right?"

Zhong Wangchou said: "Your Majesty said that we are going to explore the way at the beginning, so we don't need to bring too much goods."

"If you're worried, come with me! You can also visit your daughter while you're at it!"

Gan Baobao glanced at him, and could see what he was thinking. He said, "Are you worried about me being alone at home?"

Zhong Wanchou smiled and said, "Of course I'm worried about you being alone. With a beauty like you, who wouldn't want to take advantage of you?"

Gan Baobao thought of his daughter and nodded.

"Great, I'll go find my dad, uncle and the others and leave as soon as I'm ready."

Let’s not talk about Zhong Wanchou’s preparations.

Jianhu Palace in Wuliang Mountain.

Zuo Zimu, with disheveled hair, stared at the "Sunflower Manual" on the rock wall.

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first castrate yourself..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes dark.

He raised the sword several times and put it down several times.

It takes great courage to take this step. Not every man can be so cruel and hot-tempered.

Zuo Zimu is really not that kind of ruthless person.

"What if this martial art is fake and I castrate myself? Doesn't that mean..."

Zuo Zimu gritted his teeth, trying to wake himself up, and squinted his eyes and said, "Why not find an apprentice first and let him practice and give it a try."

"No, I can't find someone from the Wuliang Sword Sect. If this martial arts is real, wouldn't I be training an opponent?"

"Why not find a eunuch in the Nanzhao Palace and have him practice some of it to see how it works."

"I'm so smart!"

Zuo Zimu smiled and left in a hurry.

Tianshan!

Piaomiao Peak, Lingjiu Palace!

Lingjiu Palace is not at the top of the snow mountain.

But it is located in the southern foothills of the Tianshan Mountains, a warm and humid place.

Many disciples lived here.

It is both a market and a castle.

Because the area within a radius of 100 miles is under its control, Lingjiu Palace has never been involved in any bloodshed.

A scene of peace and happiness.

Boo!

A snow eagle cried loudly and suddenly fell down.

The clouds are floating.

On a cliff, a girl who looked about nine years old was practicing martial arts.

When she practiced, her right index finger pointed to the sky and her left index finger pointed to the ground, and wisps of white mist lingered around her body.

The vital energy of heaven and earth rose and fell as she breathed in and out, like waves, surging tides, and rolling clouds.

A moment later.