This trip back to Beijing was delayed for seven days.
Everything should be normal when we return to the small village, right?
Xia Shang is not worried. With Xue Lengxiang here, even if someone from the Haisha Gang wants to cause trouble, they probably won't get much benefit.
The poisons made previously were given to Qin Yuan and distributed among his soldiers lurking in various villages for safekeeping.
Then he and Qin Yuan went to the village where Xue Lengxiang was.
After half a day's journey, we finally arrived not far from the small village.
But the black smoke in the distance and the strong smell of smoke in the air attracted Xia Shang's attention.
"That's the direction of the village..."
Xia Shang looked at the place filled with black smoke, frowning, and an ominous premonition enveloped his heart.
Qin Yuan also whispered: "Sir, I'm afraid something has happened."
Xia Shang didn't say much and drove his horse faster.
The closer we got to the small village, the more obvious the smell of smoke was in the air. Although I didn't want to think about it, I had already made an assumption in my mind.
When he arrived at the entrance of the small village and saw a scorched black scene, Xia Shang's suspicion was verified.
Black smoke hit Xia Shang's face, leaving some black ash on his face. The fists behind him clenched uncontrollably. It was really impossible to connect the ruins swallowed by the flames with the simple mountain village before.
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It was burned to the ground, leaving nothing intact.
Looking around, there is not a single house in the village of nearly a hundred households that remains intact. There is not even a little bit of life inside.
Xia Shang just glanced briefly and saw an equally charred human being pressed under a charred wooden pillar. Judging from his physical features, he was probably still a child.
Needless to say, it was only the thieves from the Haisha Gang who caused everything in front of them.
Even Qin Yuan, who was born in the military and was used to fighting, was shocked by the scene before him.
"It's so lawless! I didn't expect there to be such vicious thieves around the capital! Judging from these traces, they should have happened a day or two ago."
Xia Shang nodded, took a breath, and tried to calm down his mood.
After a while, Xia Shang sighed: "Hey! Things have already happened. I can only say that it came at the wrong time."
The village was burned down, and Xue Lengxiang and Yunu disappeared.
There was no one alive in the village.
Xia Shang's plan is completed
All were broken.
Now he had to inquire about the situation here, so Xia Shang changed his route and went to another village.
The result was not satisfactory. Because of what happened in the neighboring village, the villagers in other villages were more repulsive to outsiders, and would not talk about anything about the Haisha Gang. They all said that the fire in the neighboring village was caused by something unknown.
Before this, some of the soldiers accompanying Qin Yuan were lurking in various villages.
But they didn't know much about the situation when they first arrived, and they had been rejected by the villagers and couldn't get any information at all.
The only thing that is certain is that the person who set the fire must be the Haisha Gang.
It seems that it is impossible to understand the situation from the sidelines.
Xia Shang and Qin Yuan made some calculations and decided to go directly to the Haisha Gang to inquire about the situation.
Because Xue Lengxiang and Yunu are missing now, if it was someone from the Haisha Gang who set the fire, Xue Lengxiang would probably kill directly within the Haisha Gang given his temper.
So go directly to the Haisha Gang's lair and maybe you can meet Xue Lengxiang.
When Xia Shang decided to enter the Haisha Gang directly, he discovered a very strange detail.
Almost everyone has only heard of the Haisha Gang, but no one knows where the Haisha Gang's headquarters is.
All the villagers only know the direction in which the Haisha Gang came and left.
In other words, no one except the members of the Haisha Gang knows the exact location of the Haisha Gang.
This hilly area in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River is very vast, 80% of which is undeveloped wasteland with numerous forests and trails running through it.
It is not easy to find a den of thieves in such a landscape.
It seems that if you want to know the exact location of the Haisha Gang, you have to capture a few members of the Haisha Gang.
However, after the massacre of the village, the Haisha Gang seemed to have lowered its profile a lot. There were no more gang members roaming around the surrounding villages to loot, which also caused Xia Shang a lot of trouble.
It seems that the people of the Haisha Gang are also quite vigilant, and they chose to huddle up at this time.
But as long as you are a fox, your tail will always leak out.
Xia Shang has no shortage of time now, and there are more than a hundred soldiers stationed in the village to monitor him. As long as people from the Haisha Gang show up, they will know.
Xia Shang doesn't know exactly when there will be news about the Haisha Gang, but it will definitely be difficult to gain anything in the past few days.
It's just a good time to return to Mingjian Villa to supervise the sword-making situation there.
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The situation of the Haisha Gang was left to Qin Yuan to keep an eye on. His task was very simple. On the one hand, he was to explore the hilly areas to see if he could find any clues. On the other hand, he was to guard the news in the village. Once there was a Haisha Gang,
The news will be reported immediately.
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Returning to Mingjia Villa, the situation has changed dramatically.
With Xia Shang as a financially strong shareholder, both inside and outside the village are undergoing renovations and changes.
In the future, there will be no distinction between inner and outer farms. The decoration style inside and outside must be the same. Weapons sales must be in the same place. Weapons casting must be in the same place. Blacksmiths must be managed in a unified manner. Sign-in and clock-in are required. A swordsmith hierarchy system shall be implemented. Wages shall be based on the same location.
Grade allocation...
In short, Xia Shang used all the available modern management plans he could think of in Mingjian Villa.
Although these ancients still seem a bit responsible and cumbersome now, it won't be long before the advantages of this plan are revealed.
The signboard of Shenbing Pavilion has been taken down and a plaque of the Swordsmiths Alliance has been hung.
There are many beautifully decorated weapons placed at the door, which look like the products in the Shenbing Pavilion.
There are still many warriors there to inquire about the prices of these weapons. They also think that now that the people from the Shenbing Pavilion have been kicked out, these weapons should be cheaper.
The result was unexpected. Not only would these weapons not be sold, they would also be recast.
No warrior can understand such a decision.
Xue Baihe, the owner of the folk villa, explained earnestly: "Such weapons cannot meet the standards of the Mingjian Villa, so they cannot be sold to outsiders. The Mingjian Villa is undergoing reform, and we are cooperating with the Swordsmiths' Alliance to develop the latest weapons."
Mingjian Villa will not sell any weapons to the outside world for the time being until there is no result in research and development. If you are in urgent need of weapons, you can buy them from the weapons shop that is also in Mingjian Villa but is not named as Mingjian Villa.
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"What reform? What is the latest sword? What is research and development? What the hell is going on at Famous Sword Villa?"
Faced with doubts, Xue Baihe could only wipe away his sweat. He himself didn't understand what he was talking about and how to explain it to others.
At this time, Xia Shang's voice rang out from the crowd: "In short, Mingjian Villa only sells good products, and the Swordsmith Alliance only makes famous swords. We want to ensure that every sword in Mingjian Villa can become a winning weapon in the hands of a warrior.