"What's wrong with Mengxiang Village?"

"It was so cold last winter, and we stayed in the village and never went out. That was the territory of your Lu people. I never had any contact with them. I usually exchange cloth or something, so I would like to trade with Brother Fuquan. I never go to Mengxiang Village."

"Why did you suddenly talk about this?"

Looking at Tian Hao with an innocent face, Fu Quan sighed: "Mengxiang Village is miserable! More than 3,000 people in the village are gone, the house is burning in a mess, and nothing is left in the village."

"Hiss!" Tianhao took a breath and stopped a bunch of fish fillets that were being sent into his mouth: "As you say, are they fighting with other villages?"

Fuquan pressed Tianhao's knee with his hand, and whispered in a slight swaying heart: "That's why I come over and ask you, do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know." Tianhao shook his head: "I really don't know anything."

Fuquan's eyes flashed with doubts: "Panshi Village is so close to Mengxiang Village, you haven't heard anything?"

"You are wrong about this." Tianhao replied seriously: "The closest village to Mengxiang Village is Qinglong Village. Brother Fuquan, if you have any questions, you should ask there."

"Qinglong Village is empty." Fuquan stared at Tianhao, as if he wanted to see through him: "I have sent someone to check it out during this period. Qinglong Village is now an abandoned village."

"What does this have to do with me?" Tianhao, who was eating meat, stopped chewing, and slowly rubbed the slender iron rod that had left half of the barbecue with his fingers: "This is Panshi Village, I don't care about their affairs."

A very simple sentence revealed a lot of information. If you are a smart person, you should stop in time and stop asking. But Fuquan was stubborn in his mind. He didn't hear what Tianhao said at all, and continued to ask: "Brother, you must know something, so let me know!"

Tianhao ignored Fuquan who was pestering him. He turned around and stared at the young man sitting behind Fuquan's body. He chuckled and asked, "This brother is so handsome! Brother Fuquan, why don't you introduce me to me?"

Fuquan froze immediately.

The young man's eyes flashed, and his eyes couldn't help but collide with Tianhao's eyes, releasing his subconscious vigilance.

"He, he is my entourage." Fuquan spoke slowly first and then quickly, with obvious thought intervals. He licked his mouth nervously and squeezed out a smile: "Well, I won't ask about Qinglong Village. Ahao, who is your village, will it change cloth this year?"

"Switch!" Tianhao smiled and agreed casually, but his eyes never left the silent young man: "Your surname is Lu?"

Fuquan's face changed suddenly. He supported the ground with one hand and wanted to stand up. At this time, the door was pushed open from outside. Two strong and strong guards rushed in quickly, holding his shoulder from left and right, and pressing him to the ground with irresistible force.

"What are you going to do?" Fuquan's eyes were filled with horror, and he screamed at the top of his lungs: "Let me go, let me go!"

The sound had no effect on Tianhao at all. He maintained a fixed sitting position, staring at the young man opposite him, and smiled to form a fixed template on his face: "You haven't answered my question yet."

It was already here that there was no need to continue to hide it. The young man took a deep breath, and his body was a little stiff due to his over-tension. He slowly held his hands and slowly let go. He was helpless and replied in a gloomy voice with a little unwillingness: "You are right, my surname is indeed Lu."

"Zuosuozhai belongs to the Mulu tribe, and the clan leader of the Mulu tribe is Lu Qingyuan. I heard that the clan leader of Qingyuan is a man with great ambitions. Since his first son was born, he arranged names for his descendants. Qingdong, Qingnan, Qingxi, and Qingbei are very good in the order of Qingdong, Qingnan, Qingxi, and Qingbei, but he still has no fourth son. Now, Lu Qingdong, the eldest son of Qingyuan tribe, is in his thirties and has already started a family and a career. He has two younger brothers under him. Hehe, are you Lu Qingnan? Or Lu Qingxi?"

Pingjun's intelligence department is very efficient in collecting information, and he has a group of people under him. According to Tianhao's requirements, no matter the legends, stories, the miscellaneous stories of various tribes and city walls, they all fall into the category of information collection. Taking the Murata Department as an example, the name and age of the patriarch, the population composition of the family, son, daughter, wife, etc., as long as you pay a little attention, a complete and detailed personal information can be formed soon.

Intelligence work is not as mysterious as imagined. As long as you are good at analyzing and sorting out a large amount of complicated information. This is the legacy of the civilization era, and Tianhao is most likely to be the only holder.

Fuquan, who was pressed to the ground, was stunned. His muscles twitched, and his shocked expression quickly became ferocious.

"No, you said it wrong, he is not"

The young man looked sideways at Fuquan who was struggling desperately, waved his hand at him with a dark expression, then turned around to face Tianhao, and gritted his teeth: "Who told you about my identity? Did they do my two brothers?"

Tianhao continued the previous question: "Are you Lu Qingnan? Or Lu Qingxi?"

"I am Lu Qingxi." His face was already ashen.

After staring at the opposite side for five seconds, Tianhao said seriously: "No one told me that you were coming, I guessed it myself."

"Guess?" Lu Qingxi raised his head and let out a very light cold snorting from his nostrils. He shook his head very small and did not believe Tian Hao's words at all.

"I felt something was wrong when you and Fuquan came in. Although he kept walking in front and was still taller than you. But he seemed very unnatural and looked back at you several times."

As he said that, Tianhao raised his finger and pointed his eyes: "There are many problems here. Eye communication is often more direct than language. You should have previewed it in advance, but whether it is Fuquan or you, he is not adapted to the transformation of each other's identities. Especially Fuquan, he has obvious awe of you. It is not difficult to judge that your identity is nobler than him. I said that Zuosuozhai belongs to the Mulu tribe, you are very young, and few people can sit at an extremely high position through their own strength at this age. Apart from the son of the patriarch Lu Qingyuan, I can't think of any more reasonable explanation."

Fu Quan opened his mouth, and his anger gradually faded away in his eyes, leaving only fear and dullness.

Lu Qingxi was silent for a long time, as if he had given up resistance, and shook his head helplessly and smiled: "You are the smartest person I have ever met."

"You think too much. I won't kill you. Doing that will not do me well. Besides, Fuquan asked for talks as a leader, and I have to abide by the rules."

Tianhao's face smiled again, and he waved to the two guards who held Fuquan and said, "Let him go."

Fuquan rubbed the sore parts on his shoulders with his hands, slowly straightened up, his face was stiff and he didn't say a word.

Tianhao didn't care about this. He smiled and said to Lu Qingxi: "Actually there is no need to do this. Even if you are the little prince of the Muluo tribe, I will not do anything to you. I am a guest from afar, let alone the Muluo tribe is also a friend of our Panshi Village. Let's do this, I will arrange another place for Brother Fuquan, so we can have a good talk."

Lu Qingxi nodded slowly.

He and Tianhao were soon left in the room.

"Tell me, why did you think of meeting me in this way?" Tianhao asked seriously.

"Two reasons." Without a third person present, Lu Qingxi's condition was much better than before: "Fuquan said, you are a rational person, but you are very cunning."

"Another reason is Mengxiang Village?" Tianhao did not intend to waste time.

"The three thousand people's village is gone, of course we have to find the reason." Lu Qingxi poked his body forward, and a hint of fierceness appeared in his low voice: "Tell me, who did it?"

Tianhao glanced at him: "Why did you choose me as the breakthrough point for the answer? Just because of Fuquan's recommendation? This reason is not sufficient."

"I've asked about you and your village." Because of excitement and urgency, Lu Qingxi's face turned red: "You are doing well. Panshi Village has not been short of food since last year. There has been a lot of more villagers here than before, and even Xiongkui from Chezhai is not your opponent. More importantly, you abide by the rules and will not attack people casually."

Tianhao felt quite surprised: "Is my reputation so good?"

"I also heard about these things from Qingyuan Village and Zhangpu Village." Lu Qingxi said: "Actually, we have never liked Qingyuan Village. That village is exactly the same as my father's name. But I think these rumors are very credible. Qingyuan Village and Zhangpu Village are your Niu tribe's villages, and their status is similar to Panshi Village. Even they say good things about you. Even if they don't have tens of ten, they will be at least eight points."

The answer was somewhat unexpected. Tianhao covered his jaw with his palm, rubbed his rough short and hard beard a few times, and said thoughtfully: "You have good courage. The little prince of the hart tribe actually really wants to capture you and present it to the king of Leijiao City. We have always wanted the textile technology of the deer tribe. Are you a bargaining chip with a high value? What's the good thing about you? Is your courage commendable? Or is it stupid?"

"I have to figure out what happened." Lu Qingxi sighed helplessly: "I don't have many people available under my command, and Fuquan is better. But his ability is limited, so I can only pretend to be his follower and follow him. Some things are very different from those that I hear from others' mouths and those I have personally heard, regardless of the content or the true meaning."

Tianhao thought for a long time and finally gave up the idea of ​​catching Lu Qingxi from Leijiao City for benefits.

"I'll give you some advice." He stared at the young man sitting opposite him: "Forget Mengxiang Village! This matter is beyond your ability."

"This is impossible." Lu Qingxi refused on the spot without thinking.

"Hmph!" Tianhao did not hide his mockery: "What if you are unwilling to do it? Can the deer tribe beat the cow tribe? Do you have our well-equipped? How many warriors do you have? Every year, the elite places assigned to the Lock Dragon Pass, and all tribes will count the lowest proportion of your deer tribe."

The young Lu Qingxi's face turned red: "These are two different things."

"In my opinion, it's the same thing." Tianhao did not give him any sympathy: "If I were your father, I would integrate the nearby villages and merge them into a large village of at least 5,000 people. You occupy too much space, and the textile technology you mastered, all tribes want it. Even without Mengxiang Village, the same thing will fall on other villages."

Lu Qingxi suddenly stood up from the ground and glared at Tianhao from a high place: "Is it your Niu people who did it?"

"I didn't say anything." Tianhao was very calm: "I would like to give you a suggestion: we can cooperate."

The burning of flames from vigorous to exhaustion is an inevitable process. The same is true for anger. When the body exhausts all the energy that stimulates anger, Lu Qingxi suddenly finds that it is meaningless to do so. The leader of Panshi Village, who is similar to his age, is not a good idea: Even if he knows how to kill the murderer of Mengxiang Village? Even if he motivates his father to raise all the troops of the Muluo Clan, he is still no match for the Leiniu Clan. The internal division of the Deer tribe is divided, and other tribes do not care about the affairs of the Muluo Clan at all. If a large number of troops are sent, the situation in the tribe city is unstable, and it may attract the covetousness of the Tiger tribe and the Lion tribe and take advantage of the situation.

With strong enemies around the territory, this is the current situation of the deer tribe.

After a long time, Lu Qingxi asked lightly: "How do you want to cooperate?"

"I have something you are interested in here." Tianhao's eyes narrowed into slits: "I like trading, not war."

"Are you referring to food?" Lu Qingxi instinctively wanted to sneer, but he finally restrained his emotions, said coldly: "I know Fuquan had asked you to exchange food last year, but he was him, I am me. Besides, there has always been a stable trade between the Lion tribe and us. Their food quantity is more and the price is cheaper than yours."

"I'm talking about salt." Tianhao felt Lu Qingxi like a stupid and impulsive little beast: "I can provide a lot of it."

"There are cheese in Panshi Village, and the Lion people should not have such things."

"I can also provide this." As he said that, Tianhao casually untied a small leather pocket tied around his waist and threw it over. Lu Qingxi took it and opened it and found that it was filled with gray powder.

"This thing is very good for people with weak bodies and is a precious tonic." There was no trace of falsehood in Tianhao's bright eyes.

Lu Qingxi lowered his head and sniffed, frowned and asked, "What is this?"

"You can try it yourself. Sprinkle it on the barbecue, or stew the soup." Tianhao smiled and his voice was full of temptation.

"Mengxiang Village"
Chapter completed!