"Nozomi Yoyo ......"

The sound of horses neighing came into the hut where Wu Haogu was temporarily staying, and Wu Haogu, who had not slept all night, turned his head to look out the window, and through the thin window paper, he could vaguely see the golden sunlight falling.

It's already dawn!

Wu Haogu raised his head from a freshly painted mural powder book on the painting case and rubbed his eyes. He had been living in Mr. Murong's academy for several days in order to create this masterpiece of Buddhism, The Last Supper.

Today, I finally finished painting the Gongbi chalk book. Before this, Wu Haogu also drew a portrait of Yelu Jun, the prince of Zhaohuai, and the brand Yin Langjun who betrayed the prince of Zhaohuai, and Xiao Yandu, the commander of the horse.

These two people are said to be people that Murong Forget Old Man will never forget in his life!

However, this is not important to Wu Haogu, he only knows now, Da. Vinci is about to lose another world-famous painting.

Most of the characters in "The Last Supper" that appeared in front of the world in the future are no longer Jesus and his disciples, but a figure dressed as a monk and a group of Khitan nobles......

This picture is exciting to think about!

The sound of footsteps outside the door sounded softly, Wu Haogu glanced at his masterpiece lightly, and pressed the straw mat spread on the floor with both hands, and the whole person stood up. Then he watched Ximen Qing lightly push open the door and come in, walked to Wu Haogu's ear and whispered, "Mr. Murong is outside the door." ”

Wu Haogu walked to the door with a smile, and sure enough, he saw an old gentleman with a smile.

"Sir, it's all right, come in and have a look."

"Okay." Murong Forget smiled and followed Wu Haogu into the room.

Wu Haogu picked up the silk book he had just drawn and handed it to Mr. Murong. The old gentleman held the silk silk in both hands, walked to the window, pushed it open, and took a closer look at the early morning sunlight that poured in from the window.

The composition of this picture, and Da. Vinci's famous painting "The Last Supper" is the same, except that Jesus is replaced by Yelujun, the prince of Zhaohuai, dressed as a monk, and Judas is replaced by Xiao Zhendu.

"It's so well drawn, the composition is perfect, and the characters are lifelike...... Old Mr. Murong nodded, "Pan Dianzhi, what kind of story are you painting?" ”

"It is the last supper of the Buddha before the crucifixion." Wu Haogu said solemnly, "The Buddha was originally the crown prince of the King of Jingfan of the Tianzhu Kapila Guardian Kingdom, and he was like the prince of Zhaohuai. Before the Buddha became a monk, he married the daughter of the minister Mokonamo and left a son. Then he gave up the position of crown prince. Leave home to apprentice and practice. This is similar to Prince Zhaohuai's experience, except that Prince Zhaohuai did not give up on his own initiative, but was framed and betrayed by traitors. This can also be seen as the suffering of the Buddha's doppelganger, who lost his power by suffering, and can also let the world see all kinds of suffering in the world. Only by pursuing the liberation of my mind can I attain bliss. ”

Wu Haogu did not believe in Buddhism in his previous life, and he did not know many allusions to Buddhism. However, in this life, he originally believed in Buddhism, and before he was pierced by the soul, he often went to Daxiangguo Temple to worship the Buddha, and sometimes discussed the Buddha rituals with the Buddhist monks who have now become high monks. So now that I can talk to Murong Wangwu, the story I made up is reasonable.

"Well said! That's a great point to say! Murong Wangwu laughed, "When the emperor and King Yan see this painting, the uncle and nephew of the Ma family should make a great contribution." ”

Wu Haogu asked with a smile: "Can you let Second Brother Ma be the envoy of the festival in the future?" ”

The state army festival envoy is also a big official in the Liao State, and can be called "Taishi" and "Envoy". But there are not a lot of them, there are more than sixty in total! It does not include tribal festival envoys...... The festival of this Liao country is also bad enough, so it is not difficult to buy it for those who are reincarnated, provided that they have money.

"I can do it!" Murong forgot to smile, "With the old man here, and his uncle Ma Renwang, as long as he has the capital to drill the camp, there is no reason why he can't be a pawn." ”

"Centaurs are very powerful?" Wu Haogu asked with some uncertainty.

"Of course!" Murong forgot to smile and said, "I will be an official, with the credit of Huayan Temple this time, I will inevitably become a privy envoy to the south one day in the future." ”

The Liao State has two privy councillors in the north and south and two prime ministers in the north and south, but the prime ministers of the north and south of the Liao State are not worthy of the name, these two are actually the magistrates in the northern system, and they are the official clans and the military states under the head. Therefore, the two privy councillors of the north and south are the real prime ministers!

Among them, the northern privy envoy is mainly in charge of the army, and this position has always been held by the Khitans (including the Han family who gave the surname Yelu), while the southern privy envoy is the highest position that Han people outside the Han family can do.

"How long will it take?" Wu Haogu was still a little reassured, because he knew that the great rebellion of the Liao State began in 1114 AD, and it was now the spring of 1099 AD.

In other words, there are still 15 years, and the world will be in chaos.

"Ten years," Mr. Murong smiled, "In ten years, Ma Erlang will be able to make appearances...... For a little more, you should be able to buy Suzhou Anfu Army. ”

"That's good!" Wu Haogu thought in his heart, in ten years, Christie's sea trade plate should be able to rise. I should be able to mix well in officialdom...... Maybe it's still the backbone of Cai Jingzhong's party!

"Sir," Wu Haogu said to Murong Wang, "I have to draw the whole picture of Yanjing this time, the time is a little tight, when can the murals of Huayan Temple start?" ”

"Starting in three days!" Murong forgot to worry and said, "Ma Erlang is handing over to the previous Yuhe County Commander these days, and he can take over the county order immediately, and then he can arrange for you to go to Huayan Temple." ”

"Okay, let's arrange it as soon as possible." Wu Haogu thought for a while, "Don't be idle in the past three days, just go to Yanjing City to take a look." ”

"Ask Brother Zhong to accompany you." Murong Wangwu said, "He knows the terrain of Yanjing well, and he is also familiar with the art of war, and he has also commanded the guards and pro-army. ”

The guards are the elite of the eight battalions of the Han army of the Liao State, all of which are stationed in Nanjing Road, and their predecessors are actually the army of the original Youzhou Town. Therefore, most of the officers were appointed by the Zhao and Liu families, as well as members of the small and medium-sized wealthy families who depended on these two families.

Before Zhao Zhongge's father died, he was the concubine of the Zhao family in Zhenzhou, so he could lead the troops in the guards. However, as soon as Lao Tzu died, his position was taken away, and he was so angry that he couldn't go over to find trouble, so he didn't even give Zhao his surname and was expelled from the house!

So he led some of his subordinates (all of them are customers' children) to Yanshan to fall into the grass. However, the grass fell to the grass, but he didn't do anything that the Yanyun clan and the Khitan clan couldn't tolerate, so Ma Renwang has been trying to save him - he was kicked out by the Zhao family, which doesn't mean that the people of the Ma family can hack him to death. In this regard, Ma Renwang still knows how to be measured.

……

"Tong Daguan, remember, have you seen the centaurs?"

Accompanied by Zhong Ge'er, Wu Haogu returned to Yanjing, but he did not visit the huge castle on the spot, but first went to Ma Zhi's house in Ganquanfang and found Ji Yi and Tong Guan who were preparing to travel.

The three of them sat down in Tong Guan's bedroom, and Lu Qian stood guard outside the door and began to talk secretly.

"No, the Burning Lamp Master is gone, and he is going to accompany us on a trip to Yiwu Lu Mountain."

Tong Guan looked very excited, and said with a smile: "He also told our family that their Ma family now has three or four thousand children, tens of thousands of customers, and a private city built on the bank of the Daling River, a workshop in Yanjing City, and seven forts outside the city. There are no less than 1,000 soldiers who can fight, and if you want to mobilize customers, even tens of thousands of strong people can pull them out. ”

There are thousands of soldiers, tens of thousands of strong, and there are cities, forts, and workshops, and the strength is not weak.

The Ma family, which is not very strong in the Yan family, is already like this, so how strong should the Han family and the Zhao family be?

If you can mobilize all the Yanyun Hao clans and restore Yan in Pingliao, it should be easy, right?

But Wu Haogu frowned slightly, because in the history he had learned, Yan Yunhaoqiang seemed to have only one Zhang Jue rising up in the great era of the collapse of the Liao State and laying down a piece of territory, but in the end he died without a place to be buried......

So many powerful Yanyun Han people, what are they doing? Where did all their strength go?

"Da Lang, why are you frowning?" Ji Yi had already discovered that Wu Haogu's expression was not quite right.

"It's not very bottom." Wu Haogu shook his head. There are some things that I can't say now, so I can only take one step at a time.

Moreover, it is only the first time I have gone to Liao, so I can learn a little about the situation and establish contacts. If we want to know more about it, we will have to wait for the future.

"That's right." Wu Haogu remembered something again at this time, "Tong Daguan, brother of memory...... Should we build a commercial bank that specializes in the Liaodong and Yanyun water trade routes? ”

Ji Yi immediately understood what Wu Haogu meant, "Chongdao, do you want to use business as a cover to spy on the intelligence of the Liao State and contact Yanyun's Haoqiang?" ”

"It should be possible to make money," Wu Haogu said with a smile, "Isn't it wonderful that this trading house is jointly run by Christie's and the Ji family, and it is not wonderful to earn money from the Liao State while spying on the enemy's situation?" ”

Wu Haogu didn't want to come out of the sea worship bureau of the whole official camp, otherwise he didn't know how much he would lose every year.

Moreover, the worship bureau of the official camp cannot be controlled by Wu Haogu...... That's a sea force!

"Commercial?" Tong Guan asked.

Wu Haogu nodded, "Yes, it's a business office...... What else? If it is counted in the name of Guoxin? Who are you going to send to run to the sea? The sea is rough and rough, and many ships capsize every year, and it would be bad if any of the big officials drowned. ”

"That's right!" When Tong Guan heard this, he immediately dispelled the idea of the official office, "Then the two of you will join forces...... After I go back, our family will give the official family a recital. ”

Wu Haogu smiled and said: "That's great, if this thing is done, it will be indispensable for the big officials to do the shares." ”

"Yes, there are no big officials." Ji Yi was also busy echoing. In fact, he is not very interested in the maritime trade of Tongliao, because the maritime merchants of their Ji family are not under his control, and he is now a dignified civil official of the Great Song Dynasty, where can he ponder the affairs of business all day long?