Chapter 91: The luxury of the Tang Dynasty is beyond our reach
Buda thought of the Tang Dynasty. Since Emperor Li II ascended the throne, there have been very few wars, but the Tang Dynasty still insisted on updating its weapons. This made him feel a little envious and helpless.

Upon hearing this, Buda couldn't help but glance at the rise and fall of the female character's chest, her snow-white skin, and her delicate collarbone. His heart was slightly moved, but he quickly collected his thoughts and returned to the reality of the problem.

"Yes, we Tubo cannot compare with the luxury of the Tang Dynasty, but we also have our own ways." Buda came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and said firmly.

Xu Luo pretended to be sad, grabbed his hair, and sighed: "This weapon replacement is really a headache! It happens every year, and the obsolete weapons are piled up into a mountain. They all have to be melted down and remade. Isn't this obviously a waste!"

"Just a few days ago, the old man from the Ministry of War gave me the job of disposing of this year's old weapons and told me to figure out a way to deal with them myself." The corners of his mouth twitched, as if he had eaten bitter herbs. "This is a losing deal no matter how you look at it!"

He sighed repeatedly, as if he was carrying a heavy burden. "But this is an assignment from the imperial court. How can I just refuse? I have to do it no matter what! I am upset just looking at this large number of weapons!"

When Xu Luo said this, tears sparkled in his eyes. He secretly glanced at Buda's reaction, but he was secretly proud of himself. His acting skills were good enough to make a living in a drama troupe. He laughed secretly in his heart. If he had known this, he should have learned to sing opera. Maybe he would be a star now.

Just as Xu Luo was observing secretly, Buda felt as if his heart was hit by a stone when he heard what he said. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"Brother Buda, the refined salt business we just talked about is now settled. You come to my place to pick up the goods in three days. However, brothers should settle accounts clearly, so you have to bring the balance." Xu Luo suddenly put on a smiling face and changed the subject.

"Of course, Brother Xu Luo, don't worry!" Buda came back to his senses and quickly agreed.

"Then I won't see you off. Please do as you please, Brother Buda." Xu Luo smiled, but his eyes unconsciously swept over Buda's shoulders. His broad chest rose and fell slightly, as if he was excited by something.

Buda bowed hastily, turned around and left, his steps hurried and uneasy.

Xu Luo waved his hand, led two servants, and walked towards the street corner at a brisk pace. As soon as their figures disappeared from sight, Princess Changle frowned.

"Oh, teacher, those Tibetans just left like that? What should we do with the batch of weapons that you promised Minister Du? If you can't sell them, the Ministry of War will not make things difficult for you, right?" Princess Changle muttered worriedly, but she knew in her heart that Xu Luo had the Minister of War Lao Du and the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty behind him, so they would naturally not let him suffer a big loss.

However, it would not be nice if this matter got out. Princess Changle was secretly nervous for Xu Luo, but she saw him turn around, looking confident.

"Believe it or not, when I count to five, those guys will definitely come back." Xu Luo smiled proudly. "Really?" Princess Changle was stunned, only to see Xu Luo did not answer, but started counting.

"One, two, three, four--" Just when Xu Luo was about to count to five, three figures hurriedly walked out of the crowd and went straight towards Xu Luo.

Princess Changle's eyes widened in surprise. Looking at Xu Luo's smug look, she couldn't help but chuckle with her hands covering her lips. Her laughter was like a spring breeze blowing through flower petals, soft and alluring.

"Look, he's back." As soon as Xu Luo finished speaking, Princess Changle laughed even more happily. Her chest trembled slightly with her laughter, like rippling spring water, which made people's heart beat.

Xu Luo's heart finally felt a little bit of ground. "Old Bu, you went back and forth again, did you forget something?" He pretended to be surprised and looked at the hurried Buda envoy, while Princess Changle smiled secretly beside him, thinking that this master's ability to play dumb should be studied carefully. The cunning flash in her eyes seemed to say that even the master himself might have been fooled by himself.

The Buda envoy stood there, looking embarrassed, as if he had coptis in his mouth, unable to explain anything. Seeing this, Xu Luo frowned and urged, "Old Buda, is there anything we can't talk about? Is it about refined salt? If so, I will rush tonight to see if I can get it earlier. Leave your address and I will notify you immediately if there is any news."

"No, no, Mr. Han, this has nothing to do with refined salt!" Envoy Buda waved his hands hastily, his embarrassment finally turning into determination, "Actually, Mr. Han, I...I want to buy some of the weapons you just mentioned."

Hearing this, Xu Luo's expression instantly became solemn, and then he gradually became angry. He slammed his hand on the table, making a loud noise. At the same time, Princess Changle gently stroked her neck. Her jade-like skin shone with an alluring luster in the sun, as if silently laughing at the unexpected farce in front of her.

In front of the Buda envoy, Xu Luo's face was like the north wind in winter, cold and ruthless. There was gunpowder in his voice, as if it was about to explode: "Old Bu, you and I have had a few business dealings, so I just told you about the weapons!" He paused, his eyes firm, "You came back this time just for this trivial matter? Let me tell you, whether it's sweet potatoes or refined salt, I agree to give it to you, but don't even think about these weapons!" He changed his tone, with a hint of sarcasm, "As a Tibetan merchant, you should be well aware of the interests involved, right? If I want to buy your Tibetan weapons, do you think you can sell them to me?"

These words were like a bolt from the blue. The Buda envoy was stunned for a moment. It was the first time he saw Xu Luo so angry. Princess Changle, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but slightly widen her bright eyes, and was secretly shocked.

"Hey, Mr. Han, calm down, calm down!" Envoy Buda tried to smooth things over, looking embarrassed, fearing that Xu Luo would turn against him. "I also understand that selling weapons to other countries is a crime of treason, but Tibet's desire for weapons is far beyond that of sweet potato and refined salt. As a businessman, I can't just sit there and wait for the money to be made, so..."

After hearing this, Xu Luo's anger gradually dissipated. He sighed, and his tone became more helpless: "Alas, Old Bu, I understand your difficulties." He shook his head, "But you just said that selling weapons privately is a serious crime of treason! Although I am in charge of the armory now, if I really sell these weapons to you, wouldn't I become a criminal who collaborates with the enemy? If the matter is exposed, my life will be in danger!" There was a hint of worry in his words, and people couldn't help but feel his helplessness at the moment.

At this time, Princess Changle gently brushed the hair by her ear, the movement was elegant and seductive. Her eyes moved and fell on Xu Luo, as if she was hinting at something, but she hesitated to speak. Just the slightly rising and falling chest was enough to make people uneasy.

(End of this chapter)