Chapter 316: What, if you recite Amitabha once, all your sins will disappear?
Everything speaks in money!
Seeing the police officer and the government servant coming over, the two big men turned around and left. Since the troublemaker had been driven away, the boss naturally had to give some money to the government servant to arrest the head. He couldn't let his trip go in vain!
If you give out one tael of silver, it's a lot, but it doesn't matter who you compare it to.
As soon as the head catcher left, the big men came back, still standing at the door as doormen, which only made the boss so angry that he jumped up and down. If he hadn't been afraid that he couldn't beat them, the boss would have called for help...
Anyway, when the policemen come, I will leave, and when the policemen leave, I will come back!
Even if the restaurant and several nearby owners are willing to pay some money, the guards can't guard the door for you... If you come back in three taels, you've already spent three taels of money on the guards!
Although it's not too much to spread it out evenly among five families, it's not a big deal if you keep looking for it like this.
The head catcher also made it clear, "We have nothing to do in this matter, and they didn't enter your store, and they didn't even yell, so why should we arrest them!? There is no such provision in our Ming Dynasty laws!"
When the big man came to collect the money early on the third day, the boss directly grabbed the big man and said: "Fifty taels of silver a month, guarantee that no one will make trouble in the future?"
"Make sure no one comes to cause trouble. Even if someone comes to your place for a meal or makes trouble in your store, you call our people and we will support you." The big man frowned, "We 'White Society' are not hooligans.
The money is not free, it will be settled for you in the future. If you encounter any trouble, you may be injured or die. You don’t have much money!"
"Okay!" The boss didn't say anything else. We'll talk about ordinary things later, as long as no one comes to make trouble.
All five stores gave in and smoothly collected the first protection fee.
Zhu Jiayan was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth when he got the money. Although the money was not his, he was also happy from the bottom of his heart to see his 'career' taking off.
Pei Dian Dian sent it to Wang Xuan.
Wang Xuan didn't care about the money. He didn't collect the protection money for money. It was part of his huge plan. He was still better at taking the grassroots route. Wait until he infiltrates the entire Fuzhou City...
The government may not necessarily have Wang Xuan in Fuzhou Prefecture to talk to him. Gradually, he will have to realize that the orders of the magistrate's yamen can only be implemented in the yamen. What to do outside, that is to listen to him, Mr. Wang!
Of course, the plans are all long-term, so take your time, he has plenty of time!
Zhu Jiayan was told to find more people, and the team was expanded to fifty people. It would be better to find some young men in their 16s and 17s. After all, it is difficult for men in their 20s to have much room for training.
Then he was assigned the task of collecting protection fees from 10 other stores, and Zhu Jiayan left with a smile.
With Wang Xuan's money and connections, all the police officers in the prefect's Yamen were happy to have money, and everything went smoothly.
Every morning, noon and evening, Zhu Jiayan walked through the street with fifty men dressed exactly the same and holding whistle sticks in their hands. Their neat steps and uniform service weapons gave them a first-class power!
Now everyone who sees Zhu Jiayan calls out "Master Zhu".
Slowly, within half a month, there were more than thirty merchants in Beicheng who could be favored by Wang Xuan. From small to large, no one left, including the Mao Wu family, which was also in the cloth business and kept pace with the Wang family.
After all, these people don't ask for high prices. Even for an industry as big as the Wu family, the asking price is only 20 taels. For this big business with a profit of several thousand taels a year, they are not willing to find other relationships to solve this small amount of money.
The cost of finding a relationship may not necessarily be lower. Wang Xuan is so skilled at doing this. He signs an agreement with every merchant, how much it costs per month, and what business and responsibilities he undertakes. It is clearly written. It is difficult to find faults.
What he wrote is almost stricter than the relevant Ming law.
In order to find a relationship, I dealt with these fifty people out of thin air. I didn't even think about it if I didn't have a few hundred taels of silver. And even if the money was spent, I couldn't say how long I could lock them up. It didn't matter if the other party was in the Yamen.
I don't believe these merchants.
After completely eating up the area in the north of the city, Wang Xuan did not let Zhu Jiayan expand his power. He had other plans.
In the evening, Wang Xuan once again put on his night clothes and left the room. This time his target was a guy who opened a small gambling shop in the north of the city.
This man's name is Lu Haotang, and he is doing much better than Zhu Jiayan did before. Although the Ming Dynasty explicitly prohibited gambling, this law was basically ineffective and there was no local control at all.
Small gambling houses like this can be found everywhere. Of course, those who can afford to open a gambling house are not good people. Who doesn’t have seventeen or eight thugs under his command?
Like this Lu Haotang, there are two small gambling dens, and he also has more than 20 rogues as thugs. While running the gambling den, he also engages in loan sharking.
Wives and daughters were sold to brothels and other places for money. Over the years, countless families were ruined and their families were destroyed. Wang Xuan heard about more than a dozen cases from Dai Captou alone.
Of course, I also make a lot of money. After deducting all the messy expenses in a year, I can still have one or two hundred silver left.
Wang Xuan cannot afford to recruit such people, nor does he have the intention to recruit them.
Although Wang Xuan, a good man, likes to persuade people to do good, there are indeed some people who are full of evil, and Wang Xuan does not know the monk's 'method' of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately.
Why, if you recite Amitabha once, all your sins will disappear?
So what do we need the law for?
Why do you need the police?
Why is your boss so capable?
Wang Dashanren is a practitioner of the law. For such a heinous guy, it is better to send him to the Lord of Hell for trial. I believe that mountains of swords, seas of fire, and oil pans can wash away his sins.
It was already late at night, and Wang Xuan quietly came to the place he had scouted out for a long time. He grabbed the wall with a slight jump and turned over when he saw no one around.
In a large courtyard with two entrances, Wang Xuan quietly walked towards the master bedroom.
Gently opening the window paper, Wang Xuan squinted his eyes and looked inside. Through the moonlight, he could vaguely see two people lying on the bed. It was not clear whether they were the target. Wang Xuan opened the wooden bolt on the window and looked inside.
Climb in gently.
He tiptoed closer, and it turned out to be Lu. As for the woman next to him, Wang Xuan didn't even look at it. He just pressed his hand gently on the top of Lu's head, and secretly exhaled and retracted... In his sleep, this person's mind became...
If you don’t have tofu curd, it’s probably still salty.
After successfully retreating, Wang Xuan quietly climbed out without disturbing anyone.
The next day, he called Zhu Jiayan and told him to lead people to take over Lu Haotang's two small gambling stalls. Just fight those rogues who didn't obey his orders, as long as no lives were lost!
Although he didn't know why, Zhu Jiayan didn't ask too many questions. Thinking about the man in black he saw that night... what Mr. Wang ordered must be correct!
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