Chapter 133 Close the door and beat the dog
Wu Sangui was warmly welcomed by the entire Dorote tribe. After a grand banquet, Wu Sangui fell asleep in the arms of two beautiful Mongolian girls.

Liang Jiabin, who was supposed to be the protagonist, could only hand over the goods to a chief of the Dorote tribe with great difficulty.

However, after the chief gave out enough cattle and sheep as rewards, he found that more than half of the carriages in Liang Jiabin's convoy were still full.

The chieftain named Dorut asked in confusion: "Manager Liang did not ask for so many logs."

Liang Jiabin grinned and said mysteriously, "Boss, you don't know that these goods are Mr. Wu's small business."

As the person in charge of purchasing supplies, Dorut immediately understood what the male guest meant.

In the past, when there were no Shanxi merchants in Liaodong, other local merchants from northern Zhili or Liaodong often relied on the customs documents issued by the court to transport excess goods out of the customs and sell them to other tribes.

There were also many Liaodong generals involved, so Donut naturally regarded this as Zu Dashou's way of "generating income". He laughed twice and did not ask any more questions.

After Dorut left, the male guest looked at his back with a sly smile on his face, and said to himself, "Finally the money I used to bribe Wu Xiang was not wasted, it was more or less useful. These stupid Mongolians are still as easy to fool as before."

However, neither the sleeping Wu Sangui nor the complacent Liang Jiabin knew that they were in the tent of the leader of Taiji Gulu at this time.

Gulu, who was originally drunk, now looked unusually sober. He respectfully poured a cup of goat milk tea for a Jinyiwei wearing a Feiyu uniform.

"We dare not disobey the emperor's decree, but Wu Sangui is Zu Dashou's nephew after all. Zu Dashou has helped me, Duolo Tebu. If we implicate him, it would be a violation of trust..."

The Jinyiwei dressed in Feiyu uniform was none other than Zheng Shiyi, the head of Jinyiwei.

A few days ago, Zheng Shiyi was still in Zhangjiakou Fort, but now he arrived in Dorot before Liang Jiabin and others.

Zheng Shiyi picked up the goat milk tea and took a sip, and his brows immediately frowned.

The Mongolians like to make tea with goat milk, and the key is to add salt to it. Of course, the Mongolians have their reasons for this, but for a Jinyiwei like Zheng Shiyi who has lived in the heartland of the Central Plains for a long time, it is not a delicacy.

It seems that the northern peoples like to use the milk of cows, sheep and horses to make tea, and most of them also add salt, which is very different from the taste of the people in the Central Plains.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Zheng Shiyi said with a strange smile: "Gulu Taiji has confused some things. It was not Yuan Chonghuan who sent the army to rescue the Duoluote tribe, let alone Zu Dashou. It was the order of our emperor that led to this result."

"It's good that Gulu Taiji is grateful, but please don't report to the wrong person. Besides, opening up trade with your tribe is inevitable. The Ming court is just taking this opportunity to catch some traitors, but it has no intention of deliberately tempting anyone to violate the court laws."

"Yes, yes, the angel is absolutely right!" Gulu nodded hurriedly when he heard it.

Now, Lin Danhan is still fighting with the Thirty-Six Kharchin Families in Guihua City, and Huang Taiji completely hates Dorote because of the Battle of Aomulun.

At this moment, Guluo was unwilling to see anything that might violate or offend the Ming court.

The two were chatting when the chief Dorut, who had previously handed over to Liang Jiabin, entered the big tent through the notification of the soldiers outside the tent.

"I have seen an angel, Gulutaiji!"

Gu Lu immediately sat up straight, and said with the dignity of a leader: "How is the matter I sent you to investigate?"

Dorut immediately and respectfully told the caravan about its situation. Guru then waved his hand and asked Dorut to leave.

Then he turned to Zheng Shiyi and said, "Angel, it seems that the trick is in the remaining half of the convoy. Do you want me to order these people to be arrested immediately?"

Zheng Shiyi waved his hand and said, "No need, let them pass through."

Gulu was somewhat reluctant and said, "I just don't know what they are using. If it is iron, it will fuel Huang Taiji's rage."

Zheng Shiyi smiled lightly and said, "They have been lost for so long anyway, so this car won't be a big deal."

"But only by letting them get through this journey safely can we allow the subsequent Shanxi merchants to pass through with confidence, and then we can catch them all in one fell swoop!"

Gu Lu suddenly understood what was going on when he heard this, and gave a thumbs up, saying, "As expected of an angel from the upper kingdom, you are indeed far-sighted."

Ten days later, Liang Jiabin's caravan returned to Jinzhou safely.

Only then did Fan Yongdou and others feel at ease to lead their respective caravans out of Jinzhou City and head towards the grassland.

However, this time Wu Sangui did not go with them because he found it troublesome.

Fan Yongdou and others didn't care about it, because when Liang Jiabin set out before, Wu Sangui had accompanied him to the Duoluotu tribe once, which meant that Wu Sangui had already guaranteed them in front of the Duoluotu tribe.

So they didn't care about it anymore and set off from the grassland peacefully.

Traveling all the way during the day and sleeping at night, Fan Yongdou and others repeated Liang Jiabin's actions. They first came to the Duoluotu tribe, handed over the resources determined by Gulu and others, and after receiving the corresponding rewards, they were left with a large amount of supplies.

Fan Yongdou and others also took out Wu Sangui's handwritten letter, indicating that this was Wu Sangui's "small business".

But this time, the kind-hearted chieftain of Dorut was no longer kind. Instead, his face changed and he sternly reprimanded the leader Fan Yongdou.

"What are you talking about, Manager Fan? General Wu is General Zu's great nephew. How could he do such shameful things?"

"It's obviously you businessmen who did the dirty work, and you want to put the blame on General Wu. How shameless!"

Fan Yongdou and seven other Shanxi merchants were stunned where they were, not understanding why the leader of Dorute, who Liang Jiabin said was very easy to deal with, had become so difficult to deal with.

But soon, Fan Yongdou thought that this little chief wanted to ask for benefits, so he took out an exquisite dagger from his sleeve and handed it to Duorut, saying: "Chief Duorut, please understand, this is indeed Lord Wu's own small business, and it is clearly written in the handwritten letter."

"General Wu also asked me to bring you a gift. You see, it is a top-quality Zunhua product. A master was invited to carve the handle and blade."

Dorut took the dagger and found it was indeed well-made. The handle was inlaid with gems and pearls, and it was obvious at a glance that it was of great value.

Dorut couldn't help showing his fondness and kept playing with it in his hand.

Fan Yongdou and others couldn't help but sneer in their hearts when they saw this.

(End of this chapter)