Lao Yu's words reminded Li Muyun of a story.
It is said that when the ballpoint pen was just invented by the Americans, an Englishman discovered a business opportunity, although the technology of this thing is not very mature, but it is cheaper.
This foreigner has a lively brain and many ideas, and when he sees the cheap price, he immediately thinks of small profits and quick turnover, and when he thinks of more sales, this foreigner thinks of China.
At that time, China was a large country with a population of 40,000, and even if a pen could earn a penny, it would be 4 million.
Thinking of this, the foreigner's heart beat faster, desperately ordered a whole boatload of ballpoint pens, overcame many difficulties to transport them to China, and then lost a lot of money, and the foreigner also committed suicide by jumping into the sea because he owed too much money.
Why is it because the Chinese did not have a few literate people at that time, and even if they were literate, they used Mao to laugh and did not use his ballpoint pen The lesson of blood told Li Muyun that he had no right to speak without market research, and Lao Yu's reminder was very timely, otherwise he would almost have taken the old path of a foreigner.
Feeling disappointed, Li Muyun naturally didn't have the heart to catch fish anymore, so he returned to the station listlessly, and plunged into the tent without showing up for three days.
It's a shame, it's too embarrassing, every time I think of Yu Zhining's old face full of contempt, Li Muyun feels that his face is hot, and he is still a modern person, and he actually did such a ridiculous thing.
Three days later, the preparations for the work were ready, and the bones of all the former Sui soldiers had been cremated and put into the jar prepared in advance.
Those bones have been exposed to the air for more than ten years, and they have already weathered after a long period of wind and rain, and there is no way to distinguish who is who, so cremation and putting them in the jar is at most a matter of exhaustion.
After all this was done, Li Muyun and Yu Zhining's task was completely completed, escorting nearly 200 carts full of ashes jars to set off and return.
It's just that compared to before, the atmosphere of the whole team is much heavier, and everyone's face is not very good, and even the Goguryeo mission that followed behind the team has no good face.
The team didn't go far away, the border line was already in sight, and on the other side of the border line, there was a cavalry with a number of about five hundred waiting there, the leader was wearing a white battle robe in silver armor, a crested pear flower spear in his hand, and he was chasing the wind and smoke and cloud beasts for thousands of miles, who was not Su Wanqing.
Li Muyun's eyes were slightly certain when he saw Su Wanqing from afar, looking at the woman who was standing in the cold wind, even her eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost, but she still kept her body straight, and somehow her heart suddenly warmed up.
The team continued to move forward, and when the first war horse crossed the border, the five hundred cavalry lined up at the border saluted in a neat manner, not to welcome the return of the mission, but only for the carriage of millions of former Sui soldiers.
In order to realize Yang Guang's majestic strategy, millions of soldiers spilled the blood of Liaodong, and now the lonely soul who has been wandering abroad for more than ten years has finally returned, and should enjoy the respect from future generations The sound of horses' hooves, the sound of cars, and the sound of the entire frontier except for these were not a single sound, only the howling north wind swept around the soldiers.
But it was this silence that made Izumi Gai Su-moon and Kim Seung-woo, who were following the team, feel a strong sense of unease.
The aura of slaughter lingered in front of them, and the whistling of the north wind was like the cry of a million soldiers, as if it wanted to suck the souls of people through.
Li Muyun walked at the end of the line, with the meaning of cushioning the whole army, and also the meaning of welcoming the Goguryeo mission.
But when he saw the ugly face of Jin Chengyou who was riding away, he couldn't help but smile and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, Lao Jin, don't send it away, I will come to Datang to see me when I have time in the future, don't worry, I won't lie to you."
"Xiaoyao said that he laughed" Jin Chengyou smiled, but he quickly reacted and said in a low voice: "I just hope that Hou Ye will not forget that promise." ” "Don't worry, you can't forget me."
Li Muyun waved his hand nonchalantly, and by the way, he squeezed his eyes at Jin Chengyou and said, "When I go back in a while, I will look for the location of my tent and leave you a little something."
"What" Kim Seungwoo was stunned for a moment, he clearly remembered that the team had cleaned up all the places before they set off, how could there be anything.
"Just remember to go back and look for it, there is no banquet in the world, I'm leaving" After finally instructing Jin Chengyou, Li Muyun waved his hand to him and urged the horse to chase after the team that was going away.
"What are you doing, you left something for me" Jin Chengyou looked at Li Muyun's back and muttered to himself.
However, Li Muyun, who is like an arrow, has no heart to care about him at all, his wife is waiting for him not far away, he hasn't seen each other for more than half a year, where is he still thinking to ink with him a half-old man.
However, even if Li Muyun returned to his own land in the Tang Dynasty, it would not be so easy to say a few words to Su Wanqing, because he still had to settle the Goguryeo mission, settle down that bitter hatred, and don't let him find that he is falling into a trap.
So after crossing the border, he could only look at Su Wanqing a few times, and tell the parting feelings from each other's eyes.
There was nothing to say all the way, and after walking forward for about 20 miles, another cavalry appeared in front of the team, but the first one was a guy dressed as a Khitan, and Li Muyun was slightly stunned.
But soon his doubts were answered, and after the two teams met, the Khitan general saluted a Tang Dynasty military salute: "Song Desert Protectorate, Brother Li came to welcome the angel back." ” Looking at Li Muyun with a blank face, Yu Zhining got out of his carriage and arched his hand to Brother Li Guyao from afar: "The Metropolitan Governor doesn't have to be so polite, and I will have to rely on the Metropolitan Governor all the way in the future."
"Lord Yu is polite, please" Brother Li Guge smiled heartily, and made a gesture of please, and behind him, thousands of cavalry gave way to a path.
Yu Zhining didn't ask for anything because of Brother Li Gu's politeness: "The capital is invited" It is said that this Brother Li is not an ordinary person, this person was originally the patriarch of the Khitan Dahe clan, and when Zhenguan returned to the Tang Dynasty in the fourth year, he was given the surname Li by Li Shimin, and at the same time named him the governor of the capital, and divided the territory of the Khitan as the Protectorate of the Song Desert.
So don't look at this guy wearing a leather jacket, but when it comes to official positions, he can also be regarded as one of the top magnates in the Tang Dynasty.
It's just that Li Muyun doesn't know much about the official system of the Tang Dynasty, and he doesn't know anything about those messy titles, so he doesn't realize what kind of meaning a metropolitan governor represents
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