After listening to Zhang Bowen's words, Chen Mu's previous thoughts were confirmed.
Although this man is an extraordinary Taoist priest, he is a behind-the-scenes talent who can coordinate the overall situation.
First take over the four gangs, and then unify all the gangs in Beicheng to form a four-legged power in Ba County.
Moreover, Zhang Bowen has traveled throughout Yizhou in these years. Just north of Bajun, there is an area called Brazil. Due to the strong local folk customs, there are many local snakes in this place, and the influence of the remaining three gangs has not penetrated.
At that time, we can take Brazil and absorb the local secret channel strength. At this point, we will have the capital to unify the entire Yizhou secret channel world.
In just a few words, Zhang Bowen had roughly sketched out the blueprint for Chen Mu's future secret treachery.
It can really be called a small Longzhong couple. Chen Mu's heart was filled with excitement when he heard it.
It can be seen that if one day the secret forces in Yizhou are really unified, they will probably have at least tens of thousands of people at their disposal.
And once these people are in Chen Mu's hands, they will no longer be gangsters, but first-class elite soldiers and generals.
With more than ten thousand heroes in his hand, he will become a real king with a different surname that day.
Chen Mu, King of Sichuan!
Power, what a good thing, but before the power blueprint is rolled out, there is still one very important thing that needs to be done, that is, the Sichuan Gate must be cleared from the very beginning.
If not, it will be troublesome when the officials take notice.
And in terms of money, so many people spend a lot of money every day. After Beicheng is captured this time, they will start to vigorously develop bookstores.
This period of time passed peacefully and tranquilly, and it was New Year's Eve in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Chen Muming ordered everyone to take a day off. After all, it was almost New Year's Eve, who the hell was still working?
Early in the morning, Chen Mu allocated a sum of money to Xiahou and asked him to take people to the county town to buy wine, meat and vegetables, especially various spices and peppers. Chen Mu specifically asked him to buy more.
Although Chen Mu asked these men to rest for a day, they also knew what they would face in the next twenty days. They were still running naked in the snow early in the morning, and there were many training items on weekdays.
Because they know very well that the harder they work at this time, the more likely they are to survive and enjoy happiness.
But I don't know if Liu Si and Liu Juan are really related by blood. They have a lot of fun. Except for the time they spend together, they basically sit outside the door and chat non-stop.
As for what they were talking about, whenever Chen Mu approached out of curiosity, the two of them would instantly shut up.
Although he didn't know what he was talking about, Chen Mu could clearly feel that Liu Si's skills were getting better every night.
With nothing to do, Chen Mu made some firecrackers with nitroglycerin dynamite, and then took the little guy Chen Ping'an to the field to fry cow dung.
This is a perverted and upgraded version of firecrackers. Not to mention cow dung, rocks can be smashed into pieces.
Chen Mu originally thought about using black powder to make these gadgets for Chen Pingan, but now that he is a father, he rejected this idea instantly.
Since you have become a father, of course you have to give your children the best, and it must be dynamite for firecrackers!
Chen Mu was standing on the road playing with this little kid. As long as he saw this little kid smiling just one more time, the guilt in Chen Mu's heart would be reduced a little bit.
"Are you Chen Mu?"
But just when Chen Mu was lost in thought, a male voice suddenly came from the front.
Taking a closer look, he saw a handsome man dressed in white who looked very much like a scholar.
But there are two short daggers hanging on the waist, which look a bit nondescript.
Who is this person?
Chen Mu secretly said something, but he still raised his hands and asked: "I wonder...what's the matter with the young master?"
"I am a person under the current crown prince. My name is Puyang. His Highness the crown prince asked me to protect you."
Before Chen Mu had time to speak, the young man named Puyang had already walked up to Chen Mu with a portrait given by the prince, and began to draw on the portrait bit by bit. Only in the end did he fully agree with it.
nodded.
I was still thinking about how realistic the portrait should be so that Puyang could identify him so accurately, but when I saw the painting clearly, I was immediately confused.
Portrait: (-ι_-)
Damn it, that’s it?
There wasn’t even a few hairs on the top of his head. How the hell did he recognize himself?
Maybe his appearance is just so pale and weak?
Before Chen Mu could think about it further, Puyang took another letter from the bag and handed it over.
"A letter from His Highness."
Chen Mu took it with one hand and saw that the lacquer seal on the letter was indeed that of the current Crown Prince.
Most of what was said in the letter were more official words of congratulations. It was only after reading the last few sentences that the origin became clear.
After the battle at Wanlayer Gorge, your reputation spread far and wide. While the people praised you, it also attracted the attention of my brother, the King of Jin. Your life was at stake, so I sent my male favorite, Puyang, to ensure your safety.
When he saw this, Chen Mu immediately understood.
Now he has not even entered Chang'an Imperial City, but has stepped into the struggle between the two factions of the dynasty.
If the prince represents the main war faction, then his younger brother, Prince Jin, is the representative of the civil servant faction in the court.
It is better to say that it is a battle between the civil and military factions of the imperial court than it is a dispute between the old emperor and the two dragons fighting for his heir.
What Huo Quxie said that day was that this King of Jin was a very deep-minded master. As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Now Chen Mu is just an ordinary citizen with the name of King of Shuchuan. Now he is suddenly surrounded by such a man.
It would be fun if the prince kept an eye on him.
But after thinking about it, with so many people under his command now, unless the King of Jin dared to privately bring one or two thousand troops to encircle and suppress them, this was obviously impossible.
Looking at the scholar in white clothes, he has a similar physique to me, and he is also pretty-faced... I don't know if this prince is joking for me or what.
"Okay, I understand, but Brother Pu, there are many people around me who can protect my safety. You don't have to, but thank you for coming all the way to remind me."
Chen Mu's intention to refuse was extremely obvious. This place was not a palace but a mountain village, and this person was the prince's face. Don't fail to protect yourself when the time came. Instead, he invited an uncle to entertain you with good wine and food every day.
The words came out, but Puyang still stood there and stared at Chen Mu quietly.
"I've heard of you. You were very famous during this period. You are really good at leading troops to fight away the Tatars. The prince said that you are Long Xia's hope, so I came. Don't worry, I am good at killing people. I am also good at killing people.
I know very well how others will kill people. With me here, your life is safe."
From the beginning to the end, Puyang had a stinking look on his face, but since he was talking about it, what could Chen Mu say?
He smiled and immediately prepared to hook Puyang's shoulders and get close to him.
However, who would have expected that this person gave a very shameless flash, and then said coldly: "Just because I am here to protect you does not mean that I, Puyang, approve of you in my heart. After all, those books you wrote have really damaged the reputation of literature."