Chapter six hundred and thirty-four: members of the mastermind
There is a small courtyard in Futian Kang, located in the middle of the river next to the royal capital. It was originally a small island. Whenever the river rose during the flood season, the small island would be flooded. Summit 23S.
After the update, the island will reappear as soon as the tide recedes.
Yasu Fukuda spent a lot of money to strengthen and raise the island with the island as the cornerstone. Then, he hired Hiroshi Sugimoto, a cross-era art master of the River Country, with a high salary to design the courtyard. He spent countless manpower and material resources.
Two years later, the small courtyard was completed. Futian Yasushi was very satisfied when he walked in and saw it. When he stayed in the small courtyard at night, Futian Yasushi sat in the garden and saw the tide of the river dancing in the sky, the water and the moon. He was so moved that he remembered this small courtyard.
Named 'Yue Yumei'. And 'Yue Yumei' is the moon god in the legend of the River Kingdom, and is the most beautiful existence among the gods.
Tonight is another full moon night. After Futian Yasushi taught his subordinates what he was doing, he took a few guards to Jiangxin Xiaoyuan. Only here, bathed in the moonlight, can Futian Yasushi sleep.
Be safe.
When he finished bathing and put on his yukata, holding a tray and preparing to go to the garden to have a drink, he found that someone was already sitting in his special seat. Fukuda Yasu frowned slightly, thinking it was some ignorant guard. He
When he walked over and was about to scold him, he saw the person coming clearly and his expression suddenly changed.
"Shh!" Ming Jing made a low-pitched gesture, and then said with one hand: "Kang Jun, come have a few drinks with me!"
"The Prime Minister is here, what a blessing! I have some good wine here, just right to share with the Prime Minister." Fukuda Yasu took a breath, calmed down his emotions, and sat next to Ming Jing. He put the tray on the coffee table, but thought of himself
I only took one wine glass.
"The scenery here is so beautiful! I remembered a poem. The river and the sky are all pure and clear of dust, and there is a lone moon in the bright sky. Who first sees the moon by the river? When does the moon on the river shine on people at the first time? Life has endless generations, but the moon on the river only lasts every year.
Similar. I don’t know who the moon in the river is waiting for, but seeing this river brings flowing water." Ming Jing didn’t care what Fukuda Yasu thought. He put the wine glass in front of him, and then poured himself another glass. This was Junmai Daiginjo, fragrant and refreshing.
, very suitable for tasting slowly in the gentle breeze of the river.
Fukuda Yasu didn't know how to answer the question at this time. He quickly thought about it. What does Ming Jing's poem mean?
"We have known each other for seven years, right?" Ming Jing put down his wine glass and said with a recalling expression. But he was too young, so this look was a bit silly.
"Seven years and five months." Fukuda Yasu said.
"In order to solve the flood problem in the Rain Country once and for all, I decided to dig a canal to connect the River Country, the Fire Country, the Rain Country, and the Grass Country. However, we did not have enough funds at the time, so we asked Kang Jun to donate 7 million. As a result, we did not have enough funds at the time.
In return, I promise to exempt Kang Jun from canal taxes for twenty years." Ming Jing smiled and said slowly.
"Yes, thank you, Prime Minister, for taking care of me." Fukuda Yasu lowered his head and sounded very grateful.
"I have read the work of a great man before. He said in the book, 'Once there is a moderate profit, a big businessman will become bold. If there is a 50% profit, he will take risks. For the sake of a 100% profit.
If it makes a profit, it dares to trample on all human laws. With a profit of 300%, it dares to commit any crime and even risk being hanged.'...That's probably what it means!" Mirror looked at Fukuda Yasu, this
The old friend was already sweating profusely and shaking all over.
Ming Jing held the wine glass and asked softly: "Kang Jun, isn't what I gave you enough?"
"I..." Fukuda Yasu swallowed, raised his head and looked at the mirror and asked: "Do you know... how much profit there is? The total tax rate of the Fire Nation and its allies exceeds 30%. The basic income of big businessmen like us is
The tax rate is 15%. But the tax rate in River Country is 8%, and our basic tax rate is even lower. Prime Minister, everyone can really see this!"
"You are wrong," Ming Jing shook his head and corrected: "In the River Country, you big businessmen don't pay any taxes. And it's not just a matter of tax rates! For example, several large iron ore mines were discovered.
of."
Fukuda Yasu was startled and looked at the mirror with wide eyes.
"What you want is not a tax cut!" Ming Jing burst the glass with his palm. He glared at Fukuda Yasu and said: "What you want is war! You want to drag these countries into the quagmire of war! In this way, the weapons and medicines you have hoarded will be destroyed."
, the grain can be sold at a good price! The more chaotic this world is, the more you will make! A group of lawless, short-sighted souls! You should all be cut to pieces!"
"Prime Minister, Prime Minister..."
"I treat you as a friend, but you treat me as a meat bun! When the time comes, throw me out to attract a group of wild dogs to bite each other!" Ming Jing stood up, waved his big hand and several wind cuts appeared, directly killing the intruders.
Guard Futian Yasu cut his throat. Immediately, the smell of blood spread in the garden under the river wind.
"As you think about it, as long as I die, the world will be in chaos! Just like the Third Ninja War, it was the sudden disappearance of the third Kazekage." Ming Jing walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the river.
Said: "But have you people ever thought about it? With the little power you have, how can you resist the five great ninja villages?! Do you think I can suppress the Leaf Village because of the power of the prime minister? I will tell you clearly now! These
I was able to 'suppress' the Leaf Village in 2016 because I knew very well that the Third Hokage had been seeking stability! I knew where his bottom line was, and I was struggling within the rules drawn by the Third Hokage! In these situations, you fools
do you know?!"
Fukuda Yasu looked a little confused. He thought everything was under control. Now it seems that his understanding of Konoha Village is not enough. In this case, he dared to commit suicide. At this moment, Fukuda Yasu didn't understand what he was doing.
idea.
Ming Jing threw out a booklet and dropped it on the coffee table, and said in a calm tone: "Write down what you know in detail, and I can save the lives of your descendants."
Fukuda Yasu opened the booklet, but found that his hand could not hold the pen steadily. He smiled bitterly, looked up at the mirror and asked: "Can I find someone to write for me?"
"If you want to die now, you can find one." Ming Jing said with a smile.
"I understand." Fukuda Yasu was stunned and quickly realized. Ming Jing's words were telling him that the people around him were not trustworthy. Those people didn't trust him, just like he didn't trust those people.
Both sides have planted their own internal intelligence on the opposite side.
Yasu Fukuda changed a pen before he started writing. Although the handwriting was not pretty, he still wrote very seriously. After spending nearly two hours, Yasu Fukuda handed the book full of words to the mirror, and he said with a sincere face
: "In addition to the names of the people, I also wrote down several of their secret addresses and weapons storage warehouses."
"Qingyan," Ming Jing didn't even bother to read, and handed the brochure to Qingyan who suddenly appeared: "Give this to Kisaragi Zaemon, he knows how to do it."
"Yes!" Qingyan nodded, stuffed the booklet into his arms and jumped off the cliff.
"Everything should come to an end, it's another blood moon!" Ming Jing returned to his seat, picked up the wine bottle and drank from it. Fukuda Yasunori sat on his knees with a dead expression on his face.