Xu Jin walked out of the tent in a daze, his head still buzzing.
It seems that I have obtained a protective umbrella and a big backer inexplicably, but in fact I have become someone else's vassal.
With a wry smile, Xu Jin thought to himself, this little bastard eats people without spitting out their bones, not to take advantage of the Xu family, but to subjugate our Xu family.
From then on, the powerful Xujiazhuang in Mizhou became a vassal of this boy. Xu Jin became more and more angry as he thought about it.
Using force to suppress others, step by step, the tiger of the Xu family was chained down step by step. It was too late to resist now.
But after thinking about it carefully, what this dog official said makes sense. There are people in the court who are easy to do things. If you cover up and do it secretly, it is better to find a big backer and do it blatantly.
I just don’t know if this little imperial envoy is reliable.
Mizhou, close to Jiaozhou Bay, is a natural port. The best place for Japanese trade. Although the sky is high here and the emperor is far away, the local tycoons here have a little bit of earth and they are really rich in their pockets.
The Xu family has controlled the Port of Michigan for so many years, and the wealth they have accumulated is even more frightening, and they have a complete smuggling system.
Yang Lin's subjugation of such a Xujiazhuang would save at least ten years of struggle.
The next day, Yang Lin held a banquet in a small fishing village next to Mizhou Port and invited officials from Mizhou and people from Xujiazhuang to have a drink.
The sky was high and the clouds were clear, a few seagulls were hovering over the distant sea, and the wind brought moisture, which was very comfortable.
Yang Lin arranged a big banquet and invited the best cooks in Mizhou. The soldiers of the Long Live Battalion set up the tables and chairs and took the officials and gentry of Mizhou to the table one by one.
Hot meats, vegetarian dishes, cold cuts, soups, porridge and noodles, cakes, drinks, and fruits were abundant. The diet of the Song Dynasty was actually quite particular.
Xu Jin looked at Yang Lin on the stage and couldn't help but feel angry. Even though he knew he would have to rely on him in the future, he still felt itchy with hatred.
Yang Lin invited him up with a smile, sat next to him, patted his shoulders and said: "Today's banquet is just for you to get acquainted with the officials in Mizhou. Although our family has a big business, there are always people in the officialdom who can do things easily.
Well."
This sentence made sense. Thinking that he would no longer have to be secretive when doing things in the future, Xu Jin felt a little better and said with a forced smile: "Chief Yang has his heart."
"We are all a family from now on, why are you being so polite?"
Mizhou Governor Xu Zhihui looked at the banquet where the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves, twirling his beard and nodding, feeling very happy. The great prospects of Mizhou were right in front of him, and he seemed to have seen that his political achievements were discovered by the officials, and then he was promoted step by step.
The moment the banquet ended, from the Long Live Camp at the foot of the mountain to Xujiazhuang on the mountain, a ship of collusion between officials, businessmen, and local powerful people had already launched, and was about to make money crazily in the vast Jiaozhou Bay.
Yang Lin was so drunk that he felt dizzy. The first shipping department had been initially completed. Long Live Camp had its own account and no longer had to spend its own money.
No matter how rich Yang Tong is, facing the construction of Genyue Shoushan Mountain, it is only a drop in the bucket.
Song Jiang didn't drink well either, so he hardly drank today. When he opened the curtain and saw Yang Lin sleeping on the table with a red face and snoring slightly, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.
Just as he was about to go out, Yang Lin raised his head, rubbed his eyes and cursed: "Song Jiang, what are you doing sneakily?"
"I originally wanted to discuss something with Tiju, but when I saw that Tiju was asleep, I wanted to come back later."
Yang Lin called a few soldiers and asked them to bring him a glass of water. He sat up straight and asked, "What do you want?"
Song Jiang smacked his lips and asked, "Tiji, is this Xujiazhuang reliable?"
Yang Lin chuckled and said: "Although Xu Jin is a powerful man, he has no choice but to fall into the hands of me. I can't let him fly away. As long as he dares to be dishonest, I will immediately send troops to destroy him."
Song Jiang came closer and said: "Using power to suppress others is not the way to control a subordinate after all. We are all willing to die for Tiju. We are also willing to die for Tiju. Why is Xu Jin in such an important position and Xujiazhuang is so powerful?
Is this the right strategy to contain the power?"
These words touched Yang Lin's pain point. He sighed and said, "Isn't it because time is in a hurry? It's too late. I don't have any friendship with the Xu family. We are all brothers in Jeju Prefecture who have been through life and death. How can we talk about the same thing?
"
For some reason, Song Jiang's expression suddenly became twitchy and he said, "I think there is a way for me to do this."
"Oh? What can I do?"
"The single biography of Xu Jin's three generations has passed down to his generation. He has only one daughter, so he is no longer in the family. Although he is young and powerful, he has filled in several rooms, but there is no movement at all. The identity of this young lady of the Xu family is particularly important.
stand up."
Speaking of this, Song Jiang looked righteous and awe-inspiring, saying: "Although marriage is a major matter, it requires the orders of parents and the words of a matchmaker. But in order to carry out a big plan, the villain is willing to sacrifice his life for righteousness and marry into the Xu family. In this way, the villain is
As the sole heir to the Xu Family Village, it would be easy for him to take over the Xu Family Village for Tiju."
Yang Lin was so angry that he was so drunk that he pointed at Song Jiang and said: "This matter is difficult. I'm afraid you can't do it. Let me do it."——
Long Live Camp, the big tent was raised, and people of all colors gathered together.
There is only one thing we want to discuss today, how to make the young and handsome number one scholar win a beautiful woman.
A group of hard-nosed men, all with gloomy faces, this is not their strong point.
"Back then, I followed the King of Salt around the world, with my head tied to my belt. After I earned a share of money, I would go to the brothels and boat houses to find the most beautiful girls."
"According to my experience, conquering a young lady is as simple as throwing money at it. At the Ningxiang Tower in Tianping Mansion, the girl Zhui'er was so stunning, but later my subordinate dropped a hundred dollars. Guess what?
hey-hey."
The tent burst into laughter immediately, with a strong sense of obscenity and arrogance in the laughter.
Yang Lin slammed the table hard and cursed: "Fart, the Xu family is not a prince, but they have a lot of wealth. If I use money to throw money at a woman from a brothel, of course it will be detrimental. If I use it here, wouldn't it be counterproductive? This is the opinion of a villain.
, It’s not enough to talk to a noble scholar, it’s time to close your mouth and show your eyes.”
Lu Qian was scolded and sat down awkwardly, not daring to speak any more.
"If you ask me, I have to take the initiative in this matter. Back then, I followed Mr. Lu to transport salt to Yan'an East Road, and rescued a young girl in distress on the way. The water was as clear as a freshly plucked white radish, and everyone in the group looked at it with envy.
, It’s a pity that they are all a bunch of naan. I’m the only one who walked in at night, hehe.”
Behind Song Jiang, the sneaky Ruan Xiaoqi stretched his neck and asked: "What happened next?"
"Then I became your sister-in-law, and I gave birth to four children." This guy's name is Liu Qi, and he is a commander of the Long Live Battalion. He talks about his husband and wife without any taboo, and he is very proud of it.
Yang Lin's face became increasingly ugly, and he was already on the verge of exploding.
Liu Qi suddenly smacked his lips and said, "I'm afraid this won't work. I looked at the little lady that day. She was an expert in equestrian skills and was holding a big gun as tall as two people. It was an authentic white-steel gun. Her hands were tied, so we
Lifting is no match."
Yang Lin laughed angrily, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked out while muttering in a low voice:
"Pan donkey and Deng Xiaoxian, brave women are afraid of being entangled by men. I will show off my skills and teach you bumpkins to see what I can do."