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"Master, no..."
In the cold wind, Dou Bing was sweating anxiously. He followed Zhu Biao and wandered around the West Pier for more than an hour, but the person he wanted to find was still missing.
Looking at the slightly shining silver waves on the river, Zhu Biao had no choice but to give up.
Iron plate for soldiers of the Han Dynasty, iron plate for the soldiers of the Han Dynasty - what a great opportunity, it seems to be so close before our eyes, but it is so far away in the end.
"Let's go back to the inn..."
The two figures walked back unhappily, not conspicuous at the pier where boat passengers were still coming and going from time to time. But for some people who were interested, what Zhu Biao did was enough for him to 'stand out'.
Of course Zhu Biao didn't know that all his movements had fallen into the eyes of the passengers on a passenger ship on the river; he even didn't know that the quiet passenger ship was only a dozen feet away from him.
On the boat, all the boatmen and the boat boss were silenced without anyone noticing.
Just because of the loss of an iron plate, just because of one person's carelessness, and another person's greed for petty advantages.
"Follow them and keep an eye on them. Finish the work tonight and get the token back."
A scribe in white ordered calmly.
"Yes, sir."
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Jiangjin County City, the chief helmsman of the Qingjiang Gang.
An ordinary-looking official ship docked quietly by the river. Countless Qingjiang gang members surrounded it, and torches lit up the surroundings like stars.
The four well-known masters in the gang appeared together to protect the law, patrol, and enforce orders. Fan Shixiu, the chief helmsman of Qingjiang, was also with him personally.
The eldest son Fan Pingbo and the second son Fan Pingfeng followed respectfully behind.
"Who is this? What a big rack!"
"Are the Qingjiang Gang sending Fan Shixiu's father away, or are they sending the martial arts leader away?"
"Hey, who is Xiao Mengchang fawning over again? Even his son is being used as a child?"
In Jiangjin City, all kinds of words broke out one after another. Most of them came from Jianghu people in the city.
But in fact, the person whom Fan Shixiu treated so solemnly and respectfully was just a dignified Confucian scholar with no skills and no official position.
"Mr. Lu, it's a nice trip."
"Hahaha, Gang Leader Fan, stop. Lu is going..."
"See you later..."
"We will definitely meet again later!"
"Take care of yourself!"
"Farewell——"
The Confucian scholar surnamed Lu was not ordinary arrogant at all. The word "farewell" came out of his mouth, and he turned around and entered the cabin.
But neither Fan Shixiu, nor his two sons, nor a group of close followers of the Fan family around them showed any sign of dissatisfaction.
That Confucian scholar surnamed Lu is qualified to be like this. If you were a guest in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, you would also be able to get such flattery from the Qingjiang Gang.
"You, you, go quickly, gather all the brothers to send Mr. Lu off -" Fan Shixiu ordered, pointing to his two generals.
This time, the Qingjiang Gang opened up the door to the Prime Minister's Qingke, and Fan Shixiu put his head into the Prime Minister's Mansion. He asked for help and spent money to pave the way, and there were gold mountains and silver seas. Thanks to the Prime Minister's words, Yanzhou's water transport became bright.
Along the Luojiang River, the ships of the Qingjiang Gang were requisitioned by the government and turned into "serving the government."
A few words difference, but the meaning has completely changed. Being expropriated by the government, all you can get is a few small coins, a large number of ships, and a large number of gang members are trapped. This has been the case every year in the past few years, and the Qingjiang Gang's income has dropped sharply.
Going to lose weight.
As the largest gang in the Northern Han Dynasty, the Qingjiang Gang has seven rudder ports, thousands of gang members, and sub-rudder wharves spread across dozens of counties and counties in the five states of the northern border. It is extremely powerful on the water surface.
Now that the war in northern Xinjiang is raging, the transportation of money, food and military supplies is tight. The Laimingluo River in Yanzhou can be supplied directly by water, which consumes far less than the land transportation in Luozhou in the east. The Qingjiang Gang is naturally included in the court's sight.
The King of Han will not care about the profit and loss of a Jianghu gang. As long as it is convenient for Yanzhou's two to three hundred thousand troops to pierce the Qingjiang Gang, he will not even lower his eyelids.
Fan Shixiu had to worry a lot. As a member of the Beihan Jianghu, the Qingjiang Gang didn't have many masters and was not powerful in force, but its momentum was not small.
Just because he, Lao Fan, knew how to do things and be a good person, he was able to control both the black and white factions in the Jianghu area, and weaved a large network of relationships in the Jianghu officialdom like a spider weaving a web. After he took over and took over the power, the Qingjiang Gang continued to
It is becoming more and more prosperous. In terms of Jianghu status, although it is still second-rate in the Northern Han Dynasty, the force of force is insufficient and the money is insufficient to supplement it. The status of the Qingjiang Gang is firmly tight.
The root of all this lies in the huge profits of water transport. The Qingjiang Gang has money, and Fan Shixiu has money. His talent - if money is not enough to make up for it with force, he can build a wide network and win the nickname of Xiao Mengchang.
The imperial court does this every year, which is equivalent to directly cutting off the roots of the Qingjiang Gang. In recent years, it has been easy to rely on the old foundation Fan Shixiu to support it. But the war in Northern Xinjiang will not stop for a while, and it has always been like this.
Sooner or later, the Fan family will run out of resources.
Now, the Confucian scholar surnamed Lu has opened up the relationship and gained access to the prime minister's office. No matter how high the price is, he is willing to pay it. The imperial court has now handed over all the military supplies and water transportation along the Mingluo River to the Qingjiang Gang. How rich is that?
profit.
The government's "requisition" for the new year had already started two days ago. Fan Shixiu couldn't sleep all night after receiving the news from his subordinates. Fortunately, the Confucian scholar surnamed Lu arrived today and brought such good news. Fan Shixiu was grateful to him in his heart.
It is something that even the Mingluo River cannot wash away.
This price is to revitalize the entire Qingjiang Gang, no matter how huge it is, it is like eating sweet food.
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Pingjiang Pier late at night.
The bustle dissipated, the lights were extinguished, and only a few lights remained in the bustling dock area, swaying in the night wind.
Three figures appeared outside an inn like ghosts, and two lanterns illuminated the inn's door number - Yijiang Inn.
——This is exactly where Zhu Biao settled.
"Room No. 6, No. 7, you two go in and do your job beautifully."
"yes."
"yes."
Long and gentle breathing sounded evenly, and Zhu Biao was in a deep sleep, unaware of the danger outside.
The two men in black flew up to the roof, landing as lightly as a civet cat. They quickly climbed through the front door into the backyard guest room, and all the slightest sounds in the air were drowned out by the wind. It was like ghosts.
"who--"
The sound of thunder suddenly sounded in Zhu Biao's ears while he was sleeping, and then he heard the sound of breaking bricks.
He suddenly jumped up from the bed, and before he could put on his coat, Zhu Biao grabbed a sharp sword and threw himself out the window.
"You stupid thief, how dare you come to visit your Grandpa Huyan, I'll give you a whip -"
"Dang Dang Dang..."
"Haha, my kung fu is pretty good, but it's a pity that I can't see anyone——"
On the roof outside the window, a big man wearing only a single coat with his chest open, holding two iron whips, danced with great force.
The two men in black were wrapped in heavy whip shadows, each holding a steel knife and slashing with all their might. But they were like Sun Wukong at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain. No matter how hard you struggled, you couldn't escape the shadow of the whip.
