Song Zhao only heard a point and looked at Yun Xiu with thoughtful thought, "Did you talk about cooperation?"

Yun Xiu smiled slightly and looked at Si Yu, but the words were said to Song Zhao, "Our personal guards have lived in Nanxun since childhood. Once I accidentally saved the county magistrate and thanked the other party for a kindness, he gave me a pass card."

The so-called pass card.

This is a practice in the Great Storm Dynasty.

Transport goods from one place to another. Any cargo of more than 500 kilograms will be inspected multiple times when passing the station on the road.

They transported all the private salt at one time, which was seriously exceeding the standard. Only by getting the pass card of the county magistrate in that place can it be unobstructed and not need to be discovered.

Speaking of this.

The guards immediately gave Yun Xiu a thumbs up.

"It's really thanks to Sister Yun Xiu's kindness from the county magistrate and got the pass card. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to transport all the private salt at one time this time."

Di Ji stood beside Yun Xiu, feeling honored, "Sister Yun Xiu has always been our team's main military advisor and our master's most capable helper..."

He is also the woman who deserves the most.

Di Ji said this sentence in his heart.

While talking, he glanced at Song Zhao.

Look, Sister Yunxiu is the real consideration for the master. Only when Sister Yunxiu is by his side can he be truly at ease.

If it were Song Zhao, he would really wish he could have eight eyes and stare at Song Zhao's every move at all times.

Yun Xiu said modestly, "It's all my own people, and I should do it. The place where I really deserve to thank is Miss Song. She has no relatives and no reason to be with us, and is willing to provide us with weapons. This is the righteousness."

Song Zhao did not accept Yunxiu's tea words, but just looked at Si Yu with a steady look, "I object to you going to Nanxun to transport private salt, don't go."

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Song Zhao again.

The originally noisy surroundings were dead silent.

Sure enough, he knew that this woman was going to have something wrong!

A gloom flashed across Di Jie's eyes.

The other personal guards are not sure why they oppose their trip to Nanxun?

Si Yu's eyes flashed slightly like a deep pool.

If Song Zhao hadn't come to him suddenly, he would never have told Song Zhao that he wanted to transport private salt. He felt that this was not a glorious thing.

His girl is the right light of the general's door, and must be despised by his sneaky plan.

Sure enough, Song Zhao resisted so much now.

"reason."

Si Yu asked.

reason?

What should Song Zhao say?

I can't say that because I was reborn, I knew that a peasant uprising in Nanxun would be a peasant uprising in a year, and on your way to Nanxun, the private salt would be robbed by the peasant uprising halfway and would be detained with sewage that could not be washed away on you.

This sounds like a lie and no one will believe it.

Not to mention that Si Yu still doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. It can be seen from the words the Medicine King said to him before, his sneering expression.

So Song Zhao's eyes flashed, and he could only say, "Nanxun has a long journey. Once you have been there for so long, it must have been a long time since you came back. My birthday is coming soon. You can't miss my birthday."

Si Yu did not miss the flashing in Song Zhao's eyes.

He thought to himself that Ah Zhao really despised him as a private salt, so he found such a bad excuse to persuade him.

He stretched out his palm and rubbed Song Zhao's head for a while, "I will come back soon and celebrate your birthday."

Song Zhao was very irritable.

You'll get some yarn back.
Chapter completed!