Chapter 66

Li Gaoyi's heart skipped a beat.

His legs trembled a little.

These Mongolian soldiers are too cruel.

However, before leaving the customs, he had been mentally prepared.

Wealth is in danger!
"Do you have money? This wine costs 200 taels of silver a bottle."

Li Gaoyi was sweating profusely, trying to stay calm on the surface.

"200 taels of silver a bottle? Are you selling wine or gold?"

The leading Tartar stared, and his voice was loud.

Li Gaoyi only felt his ears buzzing.

However, he bet that the other party would not touch him.

Bind the bag and cover the wine.

"Gold is not so expensive!

This is a crystal bottle, and the wine is extremely dry!
We Ming merchants are honest.

The quantity of this wine is scarce, and there is no such shop after passing this village.

If you can't afford it, get out of the way.

I have already said that this wine is sold to you Taiji masters! "

"You southern barbarian! How dare you look down on us?"

The leader of the Tartars drew out his waist knife with a "shua".

However, after looking at the men behind him, he still didn't make a move in the end, and put away the knife cursingly.

Intercepting and killing merchants is a taboo.

Don't look at the obedient appearance of these subordinates behind him.

But if he made a mistake, someone would report him later.

Once he is finished, his women, his cattle and sheep will all belong to others.

The law of survival on the grassland is even more naked.

"Go! Take your horse! Take you to see Taiji!"

The leading Tartar got on his horse.

Only then did Li Gaoyi let out a breath, feeling a cold back.

He was in a cold sweat just now.

This level is temporarily over.

Then, it was a joy.

Unexpectedly, there was actually a Tartar Taiji nearby.

Following the Tazi squad, they walked for about half an hour, and in the distance they could see big banners hanging high and tents stretching for several miles.

Teams of cavalry galloped by.

There are not only Mongolian cavalry, but also Jurchen Tartar cavalry...

Li Gaoyi's heartbeat started to speed up.

Looking at this posture, it turned out to be the main force of the Tartars!

The Tartars are usually scattered and nomadic.

Only when there is a big event, or when a certain ministry is conquered, will such a large-scale gathering occur.

This big camp alone is already several miles away.

In the distance, you can see other camps...

Could it be that the Tartars are about to be detained again?
Li Gaoyi suddenly panicked again.

He discovered such a big secret, can he go back?
Even if the Tartars wanted to keep the military plane secret, they probably wouldn't let him go back.

Nine times out of ten, it will be chopped off with one knife.

In the face of such major military affairs, the custom of not killing merchants is nothing at all.

If he meets a kind-hearted Taiji, he may be kept and not released until the end of the war.

But with a war of this magnitude, who knows when it will end?
The Tartars are so cruel, if he is left in the barracks, will he survive after a long time?

For a moment, Li Gaoyi was really pessimistic and remorseful.

If I knew it earlier, why should I be so greedy?
This Erguotou, like those goods, can be sold at a good price in Huai'anwei!
In a trance, they entered a Mongolian camp.

Li Gaoyi was waiting at the door of the big tent, and the leading tartar stepped forward and said something.

His status is not too high, and he is not qualified to enter the big account.

After a while, someone came over and gave Li Gaoyi a scrutinizing look.

Then, let Li Gaoyi take the things and follow him in.

In a hurry, Li Gaoyi chose a few items, packed them in small boxes, and carried them nervously into the big tent.

In the big tent, a burly Mongolian prince sat on it, and on both sides were gorgeously dressed Mongolian nobles.

"This is Naimantaiji. You barbarian! You are not polite!" someone scolded.

Li Gaoyi's heart shuddered.

He has been in the border town for a long time and has heard of Naimantaiji's name.

This is a very powerful tribe among the various tribes of Mongolia...

"I have seen Master Taiji!"

Li Gaoyi saluted respectfully.

"You are not a business traveler, you are the barbarian's Yebuyan!"

Naimantaiji spoke suddenly and stared at Li Gaoyi.

It gave Li Gaoyi the feeling of being stared at by a wolf.

"Master Taiji's enlightenment!"

Li Gaoyi's legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

Ye Bushou is Daming's spy, Sentinel.

Once he is identified as a no-night collector, he will definitely die a miserable death.

The way the Tartars torture people is outrageous!
"The small one is indeed a business traveler!"

"How can there be one person in the business traveler? Besides, your skin is dark, your muscles are strong, and your hands are callused. No matter how you look at it, it looks like you don't close at night, so you can't be a business traveler!"

Naimantaiji's eyes were vicious.

"Hahaha! Nanman boy, admit it quickly! You want to fool around in front of Mr. Taiji, it's wishful thinking."

"Nanman boy, if you don't harvest at night, you must be enlightened! After a while, I will personally tie you behind a horse and drag you to death!"

"..."

The surrounding Mongolian nobles burst into laughter, laughing and talking about the cruelest method of torture.

"Master Taiji, the small one is indeed a business traveler!
There is only one person, because the goods they bring are precious and rare!
There are too many people, it will be inconvenient to go out! "

Li Gaoyi suppressed the panic in his heart, and while talking, he took out a bottle of Erguotou from the box.

"Master Taiji, please look! This is baijiu.

But it is different from ordinary liquor, extremely dry and cracked.

Only a really good man can't drink it.

Ordinary people drink it and pour it after a few sips!
The more majestic you are, the more generous your drinking capacity will be! "

"Pour it in a few mouthfuls? You southern barbarian, what a sigh of relief!

Do you think us Mongolian men are all useless like you Nanman? "

Naimantaiji said, raising his hand as a gesture.

Amidst the roar of laughter, someone presented the bottle of Erguotou up.

"The Southern Barbarians are not good at fighting, but they are quite good at these strange and obscene skills.

This glass bottle is really exquisite! "

Naimantaiji took it in his hand and nodded first in admiration.

How about this wine, I will not comment for the time being.

The wine bottle alone already made him fall in love with it.

Such a pure and clear glazed bottle is worth a lot.

Naimantaiji has been a Mongolian nobleman and tribal leader for generations, and he has a lot of good things in his hands.

All kinds of gold and silver treasures are innumerable.

However, there is nothing that can compare to this wine bottle.

This made him look forward to the wine in the bottle a little more.

The design of the wine bottle is also very unique. Naimantaiji looked at it and tried to open it, but he couldn't find the right way.

"Come here, little one!"

Li Gaoyi asked himself immediately.

After getting the signal, he stepped forward and unscrewed the cork.

"This Erguotou has a unique way to open the bottle. It's not a cork, but a twist."

"Ok!"

Naimantaiji nodded.

Unique things are naturally good.

The Taiji people of various tribes in Mongolia live in a very extravagant and rotten life.

Otherwise, it would not be possible for the dignified descendants of Genghis Khan to be pushed to the ground and rubbed against the ground without achieving anything in this rotten era.

(End of this chapter)

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