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Chapter 733: Dont waste a drop

Fengzhou, Peacock City, the World’s Huipo

"Sir, can you hear me?"

Wang Yuan carefully held up an [ear-picking Arhat], pumped his energy into it, and whispered.

"heard it."

"Xiao Wang, long time no see."

"No, I haven't talked to you for a long time."

"How are you doing in Fengzhou?"

Chu Qianqiu smiled and said that when he came back from Shangjing, he was not traveling alone. He had already sent a few communication objects such as [Ear-picking Arhat] back to Xiaoxiao for use.

I conveniently sent one to Wang Yuan.

After all, the characteristic of "telepathy" means that only you can initiate a conversation. If there is something urgent, you will not be notified in time.

Unexpectedly, it was such a coincidence. Just after Chu Qianqiu finished discussing with Wang Qiumo, Wang Yuan received the [Ear-Digging Arhat] and quickly contacted him.

"Sir, when can I go back? I want to go back and serve as your personal guard."

"It's okay to help Brother Yang."

No, it's okay to be a dog.

Wang Yuan had mixed feelings in his heart.

He came to Fengzhou to do a lot of business, and he became famous. He was the leader of the Tianxia Gang.

Life in many small martial arts schools is difficult. As long as they are given money, they will immediately pounce on them, hugging their thighs and crying and shouting that they want to be dogs.

It was much easier than he thought.

When he first came to Fengzhou, he brought ten thousand taels of gold. Over the past three or four months, the Chu family sent money in batches after batches, which made Wang Yuan feel a little scared.

The total investment he received exceeded 50,000 taels of gold, which was equivalent to 500,000 taels of silver.

Too much money will bite your hand.

The total working capital of the entire Wang family and the amount of silver stored in the family cellar do not add up to this much.

Wang Yuan was originally a talent that Chu Qianqiu was optimistic about. His own abilities were not bad, and with the angel investment from the Chu family, he naturally made his career prosperous. Mother-in-law

But compared with what Chu Qianqiu did in Shangjing, there is no comparison.

He felt filled with regret and thought. If I were going to Beijing, wouldn't I be able to follow the dragon?

The cooked duck actually flew thanks to the skill of Conglong!

"Stop talking nonsense, I will go to Fengzhou in a few days."

"When the time comes, I'll still need your help. Let's make things clear about Fengzhou first."

Chu Qianqiu scolded him on the spot, which surprised Wang Yuan.

"Yes, sir!"

"The situation in Fengzhou is relatively stable. To be precise, the order in the city can still be maintained. There are Buddhas, officers and soldiers, and warriors to suppress it. The refugees cannot cause trouble."

"But the countryside is close to collapse and, in a word, lawless."

Wang Yuan's stay in Fengzhou for several months was not in vain. He killed countless bandits along the way.

Even the bandits who are new to Xiantian have encountered several.

It's a pity that he has spiritual soldiers, treasured armor, and full armor. Even when he is in the stage of recharging his energy, he can defeat these ordinary warriors.

"Be specific." Chu Qianqiu nodded and continued to ask.

"In the past, there were small martial arts schools in various parts of Fengzhou, such as [Fist Heart Hall] and [Zheng Fist Sect]. They all relied on teaching martial arts such as [Tunna Heart Technique] and [Five Tiger Fist] for a living." Po.

"Most of their apprentices come from village elders, small landowners, and wealthy farmers. Now they can no longer afford to support their children to study in martial arts schools."

"The income of citizens in the city has also declined severely. Compared with the protection fee levied by the martial arts hall on the market half a year ago, it is higher."

Although Wang Yuan was also born into a noble family, he was not rich enough and had not completely escaped from the mortal world. This gave him a relatively sufficient understanding of the conditions at the bottom.

"Then what?" Chu Qianqiu nodded and continued to ask.

"In order to compete for the few protection fees, small martial arts schools in Fengzhou are fighting everywhere, and people are dying every day."

"The yamen and the temple don't care about this."

"As long as they don't commit massacres and affect a large number of innocent people, the yamen will be happy to watch them kill each other." Po.

"So the order in the city is quite stable, but people are dying every day."

"You don't need to give too much money, and all the small martial arts schools will come closer."

"My subordinates have integrated the manpower of these martial arts schools and established relevant intelligence networks."

Wang Yuan quickly answered his work situation, which made Chu Qianqiu quite satisfied.

There is no shortage of warriors in the Shenwu Dynasty. There is a small amount of energy accumulation all over the place. The warriors who have great energy accumulation and can't find a way out need to gather a large number of warriors and give them money.

With the investment from the Chu family, Wang Yuan could naturally recruit a large number of people quickly.

Of course, these people are not reliable enough, but under the waves, there will always be some top-notch people.

"Very well, I have something I want you to do now."

"Please give me your instructions."

"King Kong Temple will send a large number of refugees to attack Lingzhou, you know."

"I know, my subordinate has contacted the leader of the gangsters." Wang Yuan realized, it turned out that the adult was here for this matter.

"What you have to do now is to send people to the ranks of the refugees to figure out who the saboteurs are, and to bring the refugees to Lingzhou as intact as possible."

"Lingzhou is developing wasteland and needs a lot of manpower. The fewer people die on the road, the greater your contribution will be."

"Be careful not to let King Kong Temple find out." Po

Chu Qianqiu was not worried about Wang Yuan's safety.

For such a large-scale manpower transfer, it is impossible for Vajra Temple to send elites to do the work. At most, it will send some minions to do the work. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it will be difficult to clear away the responsibility.

The reason is very simple. Allowing refugees to roam around is essentially a serious crime.

The correct duty of the governor of Fengzhou is to defeat, surrender, or even kill all the refugees running around.

Otherwise, you will be dismissed and investigated.

"You can also contact the Governor of Fengzhou and ask him about his attitude towards the migration of refugees."

"If he doesn't know, then you can tell him and cooperate with your work to reduce the deaths and injuries of the refugees as much as possible." Po

"Then I can treat him as an atonement and spare his life."

"Otherwise, the first thing I do when I go to Fengzhou is to take Shang Fang's sword and chop off his head."

"Hang on the Peacock City as a warning to others."

Take Shang Fang's sword and chop off his head.

Wang Yuan felt his body trembling.

Yes, that's what it feels like.

The governor-general whom Wang Yuan could only look up to in the past was, in the eyes of his own lord, nothing more than a lackey who could be killed with Shang Fang's sword.

"Follow your lord's will!"

"Also, don't come forward yourself, lest Governor Fengzhou discovers the clues."

There is still a certain risk in contacting the Governor of Fengzhou. Chu Qianqiu does not want Wang Yuan to accidentally enter the Governor's Mansion and be captured and executed directly.

"Sir, I understand."

Wang Yuan is also a cunning person and will not take risks with his own life.

At present, Fengzhou is full of banditry. He can live happily like a normal person, so he naturally has some tricks.

"There's one more thing." Po

"Please give me your instructions."

"I have to write a summary report every day, and I have to write down all the mistakes I made."

"Remember, write it down exactly."

When Chu Qianqiu said this, a smile appeared on his face.

King Kong Temple gave him a big gift, so he naturally wanted to eat it well.

Not a drop of soup is wasted.


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