"Are you okay?"

Liu family, Liu Zhan was lying on the bed, and severe pain in his calf kept coming, causing him to feel in terrible pain.

But when he saw Lu Hui coming in, he held back the severe pain.

"Someone is fine."

Lu Hui sat on the stool beside the bed, and Liu Zhan frowned slightly when he saw it.

The servant next to him nodded and signaled that he would scrub the stool after Lu Hui left.

Liu Zhan felt a little relieved in his heart and asked, "What do you want to say?"

He sneered slightly.

Are they all here to watch jokes?

Everyone got together because of opposing the new policy, but no one knew each other's background.

Why is Sima Guang faintly regarded as the leader of the opposition?

It’s because of his gentleman image!

Everyone has come together for a common goal, but you can’t cheat me, and you can’t give me less benefits.

Who will preside over all this?

Of course, a gentleman is needed.

Sima Guang is no less than me!

Lu Hui leaned forward slightly and looked at the splint on Liu Zhan's calves carefully. "I heard that Chen An had bandaged you. I initially thought that this was the kindness of a doctor, but later I thought that Chen An had broken many people's legs. Has he treated the other party? No. So I thought that he was planning something... I came here to tell you, rest assured and recuperate, just say what was missing. By the way, Jun Shi would come here later..."

Liu Zhan frowned and said, "Planning... Even if he cured a certain leg as before, he would not change his original intention for this... The new policy is panicking, and the people, gentry, and officials in the world are panicking... The Song Dynasty should go smoothly, not radically. This remains unchanged, and Chen An is the enemy of someone and will never change!"

“That’s good.”

Lu Hui did not hide his intention to test Liu Zhan's attitude. Seeing that Liu Zhan was determined, he stood up and pulled him a quilt and whispered: "Have peace of mind, I'm waiting for everything, just keep calm."

Liu Zhan nodded, "Send Lu Zhiza."

The son outside came in and sent Lu Hui out.

"Mr., the villain took the stool to wash and took advantage of the sun to dry..."

The servant came over and picked up the stool that Lu Hui had just sat on with one hand.

“Burning.”

Liu Zhan's eyes were colder, and the servant was surprised, "Mr., are you burned?"

“Burning.”

"……yes!"

Liu Zhan closed his eyes and the pain came.

"People's hearts are sinister, so it's always right to be prepared for...."

The butler who had been beside him whispered: "Mr. Lu Zhiza... After all, he is the descendant of the famous minister."

"After the name..."

Liu Zhan moved his legs, couldn't help but hiss, and then said with some annoyance: "There are the most heroic bastards in this world. If Lu Hui had half of his grandfather's ability, he should sit in the political affairs hall to regulate the yin and yang today, instead of being a censor in the Censorate, he had to be behind Tang Jie."

"Yes." The housekeeper stepped forward, saw that the splint was not in chaos, and said, "Mr. Lang, this Lu Zhiza is known for his courage to impeach. He often impeaches important officials and prime ministers, and both the court and the public are honest..."

"Integrity?" Liu Zhan felt the pain on the broken leg was a little lighter, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "If he is honest and loyal, he should impeach the person who should be impeached, instead of staring at the important ministers and prime ministers. There are so many people worth impeaching in the world, why don't he care?"

"This..." the housekeeper guessed: "Seeking fame?"

"hey-hey!"

Liu Zhan laughed and gradually became silent.

...

When Lu Hui was about to arrive at the Censorate, he met Zhong Ding.

"Lu Zhiza..."

Zhong Ding looked at him with a happy look, Lu Hui nodded, said a few words to him, and then left.

"Mr. Lang, hurry up. That man came from the northwest and looked very impatient!"

The follower was urging him. If this were the case in the past, Zhong would definitely be able to beat him into mud, but now he is mud. As long as he can continue the business of the Zhong family, he can do anything.

"The powerful and powerful, if you don't have money, you have to have power, but now the Zhong family lives on their past reputation. Where does the power come from? Without money, those people will look at each other coldly, and they will gradually get farther and farther away from the Zhong family in the future... Hey! It's gradually getting farther and farther away!"

Zhong Ding got on the horse, and his eyebrows were full of determination. "I'm going home soon. You go and invite that person first. Also, let's prepare wine and food, the singer in the mansion... prepare."

This is the last foundation of the Zhong family, but they all need money. If the business cannot be restored, it will disperse one by one.

Just as Su Shi became a bad guy in the future, he could only leave any singer behind and live with only one dynasty cloud.

He thought about this all the way, and when he arrived home, the menswear whispered: "The smell of that man...the smell of leather, and the smell of blood..."

The people in the northwest are strong in customs, while the people in the Xixia are even more arrogant.

It's a hell to smuggle leather in that place without anyone on hand.

The opportunity is here!

Zhong Ding was happy and explained: "Go and verify his identity immediately."

Someone went out.

Zhong Ding wished he could see the man immediately, but the reserve of the powerful made him take a shower and change his clothes first.

After coming out, the servant outside whispered: "That man is eating meat and drinking, and he looks very greedy."

Zhong Ding nodded, "It's right to be greedy. There is good mutton over there, but how can you compare to Bianliang? Go and have a look."

Someone came over, and later gathered more than ten people and surrounded Zhong Ding.

When I arrived at the side hall, I saw a big man sitting in front of the desk, holding a knife in one hand and holding a lamb leg in the other, cutting a piece and stuffing it into his mouth...

"But Miao Chun?"

The big man looked up, with oil all over the corners of his mouth, and he smiled and said, "It's someone."

"My husband is here, you are sitting so hard, unrestrained!"

The servant scolded him, and the big man narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "I went to the northwest this time and saw a powerful man who was even more powerful than your husband, but I still treated someone nicely in front of money... Why, your family doesn't want to do it? Then I just go and find another family. As long as I have a shame, I'm afraid of someone... "

He stood up suddenly, patted his waist, and said with a glance: "One person dared to go to the northwest. A knife convinced a group of bandits. From then on, he became a brother of a certain person. He relied on these people and went to Xixia, and the journey was unobstructed... Why, can your family want to keep guests?"

Before he finished speaking, he picked up a plate and threw it over.

call out!

Bang!

A servant was hit and his head was covered in blood.

"Forget it!"

Zhong Ding stopped the servants' rush and asked, "How much skin do you have?"

Miao Chun glanced at him sideways, "How much do you want? No matter how much you want, you have cowhide, sheepskin, horse skin, how much do you want!"

A servant asked, "Where did Xixia get so many skins?"

"idiot!"

Miao Chun sat down and said lightly: "The Song Dynasty has cut off the market. Who are their skins sold to? After accumulating for several years, you can get as much as you want."

yes!

Xixia was beaten by the Song Dynasty several times, and then beat the Liao people to the point of bleeding, but the worst thing was that the Song Dynasty cut off the scene.

It is difficult for later generations to understand the current desire for trade in Xixia. In that place, you can raise horses, produce good horses, and even have a lot of arable land, but what about other things?

How much does a country need for food, clothing, housing and transportation?

But there were many things in the Western Xia Dynasty, and they could only trade with the Song Dynasty through the Deal.

Some people say that the Central Plains are poor, but they didn’t go outside the border to see it.

Our ancestors have been working hard to this day and occupy good places.

Zhong Ding walked over and sat down, and asked, "Do you have any skin?"

"A few boxes are in your house."

Miao Chun started to eat again.

Zhong Ding looked at the butler, who nodded, "They are all good-looking, and the villain has also found experts at home to see. They are indeed from the northwest."

The Zhong family has been in the leather business for many years and is the most familiar with this.

Then it's settled!

Zhong Ding was delighted and asked, "How many are there?"
To be continued...