"The King of Shuchuan is the lucky star of our people. You see, the government and the court are unreliable. In the end, someone took action and took care of the Muchuan family!"
"It's all the fault of those Japanese people. It's so abominable!"
"Hey, don't talk about it. I saw Mu Mansion packing things this morning. I will probably go back in despair tomorrow."
Since the salt trade war, Chen Mu has become a savior in the eyes of the people.
If the imperial court did not act, if Chen Mu, the king of Shuchuan, had not been born, no one knows how long the salt would have been sold at such a high price.
As for Chen Mu, he had already had a celebratory drink with Wang Zimo.
Muchuan Salt Industry has closed down, and those Japanese people are already packing their things and preparing to return to Japan by boat tomorrow.
"Zimo, the Sichuan Chamber of Commerce can reopen tomorrow."
Although the method of making salt is made public, it is known that all the salt mines in the world are in his own hands.
When one capital ends, another capital will inevitably rise.
As early as yesterday, Chen Mu had ordered that the salt mines were no longer open. If you want to sell salt, you can cooperate with the Sichuan Chamber of Commerce.
It sounds like a monopoly, but the difference is that Chen Mu wants to better regulate the entire market so that the price of salt will not be artificially raised, rather than to make money.
But for Chen Mu, things didn't end there.
Those Japanese devils have collected a lot of money recently, and they have to get it back with profits.
Early morning of the second day.
Hundreds of Japanese people were riding horse-drawn carriages, preparing to head to the dock.
"This Chen Mu is really hateful. It seems that the Longxia Dynasty is about to fall into chaos, but it is because of this person that all the achievements have fallen short!"
Ichiro Mukawa sat quietly and waved his hands calmly: "My father and son made a miscalculation this time. However, our great Japanese empire has such a talented person as Emperor Oda. In my lifetime, I will definitely see the corpses of the Central Plains pigs littering the fields."
Unexpectedly, at this moment, bursts of miserable howls suddenly came from outside the carriage.
In addition, there was the sound of bursts of arrows piercing the air.
"What...what's wrong!"
Muchuangu panicked, but the howling soon stopped.
But when the father and son lifted the curtain to take a look, a green light suddenly flashed across their eyes.
Directly cut off Ichiro Mukawa's ears.
"ah!"
Ichiro Mukawa covered his ears and screamed, blood flowing out uncontrollably.
However, they saw that more than a hundred people accompanying him outside the sedan were killed, and outside the sedan, there were twenty black-clad soldiers holding three swords standing among them.
And the person standing in front of him was none other than Chen Mu!
"You...you dare to kill us and other Yamato nobles! Emperor Oda will not let you Nakahara pigs go!"
Chen Mu sneered, then grabbed Mu Chuan Ichiro's ear and cut it off with a knife.
"As long as I, Chen Mu, don't die, you Japanese thieves won't even think about taking a step into my Han family! Yamato is nothing, how dare you stand shoulder to shoulder with my Yanhuang bloodline!"
After saying that, Chen Mu directly picked the two of them to death in the sedan chair.
The main reason why we came to kill these Japanese devils was to warn the Japanese conspirators.
Although the Long Xia Dynasty is decayed, the centipede insect is still alive but not stiff, and it is still beyond the reach of a small country like you.
The next step is to take over the money they are going to take away.
During the previous period, these Japanese devils did not make money with fine salt.
At this moment, the big boxes in the carriage were filled with ingots of extremely bright gold and silver ingots.
A rough estimate is that it is more than 500,000 taels of silver.
Seeing so much money for the first time made even Chen Mu feel short of breath.
His current wealth is probably less than one million taels.
"Turn around and transport the money to Berkshire!"
After the first bloody storm was over, Chen Mu began the second wave of purges.
At noon that day, after a hasty meal, Chen Mu took everyone to the Japanese school in Kuaiji City.
This time, it is bound to eradicate all these Japanese Japanese devils with dissident intentions.
The school is not big, just two houses.
However, Japan’s unique architectural style is somewhat incompatible with its surroundings.
Glancing at a few Japanese characters on the plaque above his head, Chen Mu's expression condensed.
The Japanese private school built on Longxia's land was actually approved! I really don't know what the local officials are!
I just hope that the prefect of Kuaiji City will keep his tail between his legs in the future, otherwise he will have to find an excuse to chop you off!
Chen Mu signaled twenty people to stay outside, and only took Puyang inside.
"I have learned about this private school. It is the first Japanese private school in Longxia. It has a history of more than ten years. Except for students, no one is allowed to enter at all on weekdays."
Chen Mu frowned: "These people with evil intentions started planning more than ten years ago, fuck!"
As Pu Yang said, just as he entered the door, he saw a person coming.
He is only twelve or thirteen years old and is a young man from the Central Plains.
Although they are all Asians, they are still Japanese from the Central Plains, and you can tell at a glance.
But this person was wearing a dazzling kimono and must be a student.
Before Chen and Mu could speak, the young man pointed at them while shouting in fluent Japanese.
Chen Mu might not understand, but there was one sentence in the words that he could hear very clearly.
This sentence instantly ignited Chen Mu's anger. He rushed forward, grabbed the kid's neck, slapped him and said hello away.
"Bah bang bang!"
"I call you Baga! Damn you Baga! If you call me a little bitch, I won't even hit you!"
But I don't know how many times I was slapped, I just felt that my hands were numb from the slaps.
But at this moment, more than ten students ran out of the house.
Holding a chair or a stick in his hand, he stared at Chen Mu and Chen Mu with fierce expressions.
The next moment, a middle-aged man slowly walked out. It was not difficult to see that this man was the Japanese teacher.
He didn't recognize Chen Mu and thought he was an ordinary citizen. He immediately shouted angrily: "You Zhongyuan pig, don't you know this is a Japanese private school and outsiders are not allowed to enter? How dare you hit someone!"
Chen Mu snorted coldly: "Do you know that this place is Longxia? Who gave you, a Japanese devil, the courage to forcefully seduce some children here?"
"Forced to bewitch? Haha, their parents spent a lot of money to send these children to this school to learn advanced Japanese ideas. You should ask these children and see what they say!"
Chen Mu's expression froze and he looked at the murderous students around him.
"He just scolded the Zhongyuan pig. Didn't you hear that he was insulting?"
But I heard people around me sneer.
"We have been exposed to profound Japanese culture since we were young. The Central Plains pigs are the only ones present."
"I advise you, these two Central Plains pigs, to get out of the academy, or else they will be beaten to death with sticks!"
"Zhongyuan pig, get out!"
"Zhongyuan pig, get out!"
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My heart gradually turned cold. It was okay to be scolded by Japanese people, but I imagined how it would feel to be scolded as a Central Plains pig by people who were also descendants of Yan and Huang.
Chen Mu just glanced at everyone and walked out of the academy.
"Even if these children no longer have contact with Japanese people in the future, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to truly realize that they are Han Chinese. What do you think, Chen Mu?"
After leaving the door, Chen Mu turned to look at Puyang, and then just waved his hand towards Twenty Thousand Jun Camp.