Early in the morning, the official road outside the small east gate of Chenyang.▲∴▲∴, Li Rusong dressed in casual clothes, only brought 10 or 20 servants, and happily saw Wang Fulin off as if he was a child of the family. After some polite words, he was shocked by the injury that had not yet healed. Shurhaqi, who was pale, threatened him a few words. When Wang Siming tied the person to his back like he did a few days ago, he asked Li Erlong to help them get on the horse together. Then Wang Fulin waved his hand and said goodbye immediately, then shook the reins and galloped out. A group of more than a dozen people gradually followed. In a short while, they had become small black dots at the end of the official road. He just laughed.

At this time, the head of the servant beside him couldn't help asking: "Young Master, you must not be able to get in to Fushun Ma City like this, why are you..."

"Why don't you remind me? Li Rusong is not the generals who are dedicated to doing business and making money. Of course, I didn't expect this."

Li Rusong glanced sideways and immediately shut up his mouth and never dared to say more. He said with a smile: "But the guards of Fushun Pass are all good at making money. If Wang Fulin knows how to be a human being, of course he can also go in, but he must be exploited. After a few days, I was reminded to have arrived in person, so that's enough. At that time, Wang Fulin, who wanted to make a bucket of gold in Fushun Ma City, would owe me a favor. I will guide him and get a few Jurchens to hand in the office of Zhang's Ministry. This is the best of both worlds."

Apart from Li Chengliang, Li Rusong only said to the trustworthy confidant around him. Seeing that he immediately understood it, he nodded in a hurry. He then breathed a sigh of relief. When he turned around, he saw Nurhaci not far away looking at the direction where Wang Fulin and his group were heading far away.

No wonder. After passing Fushun Pass, that is, the territory of the Jianzhou Jurchens. Wang Gao is gone, and the ambitious people of the Jianzhou Jurchens' left and right guards should rise up, including this kid's grandfather! But until now, he is still not sure what was going on with the bad drama of the Jurchen brothers that happened, but he has enough patience and confidence to control them.

In today's day, there are three places in Liaodong that have the word Fushun. One is Fushun Institute about 80 miles east of Chenyang, which is Fushun City in the popular sense; the other is Fushun Pass forty miles away from Fushun Institute; as for Fushun Ma City, it is outside the east gate of Fushun Pass.

Fushun City is 80 miles east of Shenyang City, surrounded by three miles. It was dug with a moat of one zhang deep and two zhang wide. It originally had two city gates, but after Jiajing, the Jurchens of Jianzhou often invaded the border. One of the city gates was abandoned after Jiajing 16 years. Now there is only one Yingen Gate in the entire city. The Fushun Institute, which is stationed in the city, is a thousand households. Although it is equivalent to the army garrison in Shenyang, it is dozens of miles away. Just as the place where the Jurchens of Jianzhou are about to rush, the residents and merchants in the city are fewer than Chenyang, and most of them are merchants who want to trade in Ma City of Fushun.

In the evening, there were no pedestrians on the street early. Even though the sky gradually became dark, the sound of horse hooves still came from the street from time to time. This was a rare scene in Liaoyang, Guangning and even Chenyang. Wang Fulin, who deliberately stayed in the inn lobby at night to find out the news, found that most of the guests present had a habitual expression. At this moment, Chen Yourong couldn't help asking: "It's already so late, and there are still people running horses on the street. Could it be that there is any emergency military information in the east?"

"The emergency military situation is not as good as Xu Qianhu in Fushun City. His younger brother loves to run horses at night. What if others have any resentment?"

"This is still the present. When Wang Gao, the Gule Village, was the most arrogant, there was a curfew in Fushun City before dusk, but this person still came out to run horses at night. However, everyone hoped that this person would still come out to run horses because he could come out in the mood, which means that Fushun City was at least safe. Finally, the commander was powerful. Wang Gao died, and Fushun City would be peaceful for a few days, and Fushun City finally reopened."

"There is no use for reopening. Who doesn't know that the Jurchens are going to trade in Malaysia. What they need is the imperial edicts issued by the court at the beginning. When we want to go to the Mashi, we need the permission from the governor's office. There are only a few more monks and less porridge, so where can we get enough? The next day is the day of Mashi. If we can't even get out of the east gate of Guancheng, it means we can't enter Fushun Mashi. This long journey will be in vain! It's really bad luck to feed those border generals with increasingly big appetites!"

"It's better to go to Kuandian. Although the border wall has been released and it is a newly built fortress. If you are not careful, you may encounter the border in the Nanguandong and E tribe. However, you can seek wealth and danger, and there should be fewer people going there."

Shen Yourong didn't expect that he had just raised a question, and he was talking all around him, and he was stunned. Because Fushun City Inns were limited and on the eve of the Eve of the Horse Market, their group of people wrapped all the five remaining rooms in the inn and finally settled in. At this moment, tables were full in the lobby, and he and Shen Maoxue were squeezed together with Wang Fulin. His family was well-off and had no understanding of the word "making money". Listening to the messy voice, Shen Maoxue suddenly asked Wang Fulin: "Shiqing, listen to this statement, everyone can go to Fushun Ma City, so what should I do?"

Shen Maoxue was not speaking loudly, but there were people with sharp ears next to him and immediately sneered, "Oh, there are novices here to try their luck? Then don't waste your time. Liaodong looked everywhere in gold, Kaiyuan, Guangning, Fushun, and the newly opened Kuandian in the southeast. There are Ma markets for various transactions everywhere. But if you want to enter, the threshold is not a little higher. First of all, you must have a military relationship, otherwise you will not have to gain a foothold at all, and you will not even think about transporting goods into Shanhaiguan in moderation. Of course, the most important thing is that license!"

"Yes, you can bring six people to Fushun Ma City with one license, which is more expensive than a thousand gold or even ten thousand gold! But only the governor's yamen can open it. Who is Zhang's ancestral court? It is stronger than Li Dashui. It is a perfect role, and the path is simply not accessible. It is said that those who have obtained the license either hired tenants here to farm the land, donated military funds, and obtained the title of righteous people. In short, everyone said that Li Dashui's ancestral level is better than Zhang's ancestral level!"

Hearing everyone's words and I inserted it, it was just to tell themselves these people, so don't want to join the fun in Fushunma City. Of course, Wang Fulin could understand the mentality of these people wanting to have fewer competitors. He held Shen Yourong, who was a little impatient, and asked with a smile: "Since this permission is so rare, what are you planning to go?"

As soon as these words came out, there was no answer around them. Obviously, everyone was secretive about this question. But at this moment, a somewhat intermittent voice came from the corner: "This... is this difficult! Let's go... to follow the way of Fushun Pass, go to Fushun Ma City from the east gate to trade, and divide the score... to 30% of it, that's fine!"

"Geng Laosan, why are you talking nonsense to outsiders?"

"Nonsense... Badao? Hey, what if I don't talk nonsense? At first it was 20% 20%, then 20% 20%, now... it's 30%, what will turn back... when it becomes 40% 50% !"

A drunk man in the corner stood up shakingly, and in front of everyone, he raised his neck and drank a few sips of wine. Then he glanced at everyone with a drunken eyes: "Tell others not to go to Fushunguan, why do you have to go?"

Seeing this person stumbled back to the room, the others in the lobby seemed to have no interest in talking, and they dispersed in groups of three or three. Just as Wang Fulin was about to get up and go back to the room, he suddenly heard someone beside him saying, "If you have never been to the Fushun Ma City, go back and be careful. There is no royal law in Liaodong, only military law. It has been better in the past few years since Zhang's office, but it is still a rare place for civil servants in our Ming Dynasty to give in to some military generals! If you can't go out to the east gate of Guancheng, you should go back as soon as possible. It will cost someone's life to show off in such a place."

"Thank you, brother, for your kindness." Seeing that the person who was speaking was a young man in his early twenties, Wang Fulin immediately smiled and bowed to thank him. Seeing that the other party was a little embarrassed, he pointed to a seat beside him and said, "To be honest, we came from the south. Rather than being dedicated to making money, it is better to say that we are coming to explore the way for our family members. Those people just now sarcastically at us, but brother, brother, wouldn't hesitate to remind us if we can tell us what the situation is in Fushun Ma City?"

After the next popular science of the young man who claimed to be a member of the Luo family of the Liaoyang clan, Wang Fulin truly understood that the Fushun Ma City had already formed a place where interest groups were formed. Fortunately, he was completely polite to Li Rusong and did not intend to get a piece of the pie, otherwise he would have to lose his head and blood. After all, the strong dragon did not suppress the local snake. He looked at him in Liaodong and basically didn't know a few people. Li Rusong's ambiguous attitude was obviously unreliable.

After returning to his yard, Shen Maoxue first knocked Shen Yourong back to his room, and then asked a little uneasy: "Shiqing, if you can't even enter Fushun Ma City, it will be even more difficult to get out of Fushun Pass. Then your previous thoughts will be a bit difficult."

Wang Fulin looked at Shen Maoxue, then took out a tiny cylinder from his sleeve. Seeing Shen Maoxue taking it in his hand and opening it. After taking out the roll of paper, he looked at the dim light on the window and the moonlight in the sky. When he finally looked up, he was full of surprise. He sighed without waiting for the other party to ask, "I have a total of ten such permissions. It is easy to get into Fushun Ma City, but Brother Shen, look, there are so many things that Zhang Junyuan gave me!"

Although he had a fan Dou who was proficient in vocabulary, Fan Dou had only been lucky enough to enter Fushun Ma City twice before. He briefly introduced some of the transactions in it and also mentioned that he would ask for permission. However, because he had a total of ten licenses given by Zhang Xueyan on his body, he never expected that this thing would be so expensive. Zhang Xueyan, who was extremely harsh when issuing licenses in these people, gave him casually! That was not one or two copies, but ten copies. How could he not be whispered? He was just trying to find a real license to compare it, so as not to curse him by the fake goods!

Having said that, who should he find the remaining fifteen imperial edicts for the Jurchens? It is said that if such things are thrown among the Jurchens, they will cause a war of extermination! This is really a hot potato!

ps: During the double period, I have to ask for monthly tickets. Let’s see if there are any more... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!