In the state government office, Nie Wendong, who was rarely seen in the past, was sitting in a side room, playing chess with others.
Since Xu Wenji came to Qingzhou, he has never been to the Taoist temple he built in the busy city, but he still wears a Taoist robe.
He has a very good appearance. If you don't know the basics, you would really think that he is a true Taoist practitioner.
The person who plays chess with him has a face that is like a crown jewel. Although he is old, he has the air of a great Confucian who has read poetry and books. He has a light smile on his face, which is easy to make people like him.
Under the faint scent of musk, several delicate girls knelt and sat aside to serve.
"Brother Chu seems to be absent-minded?"
Nie Wendong played with Heizi and looked at the person sitting opposite him calmly.
He has three hobbies: beauty, practicing Taoism, and playing chess. However, there are not many people in Qingzhou who are qualified to play chess with him.
The head of the Chu family sitting across from him is considered one.
"Brother Nie is really calm, but Mr. Chu is no longer so kind-hearted."
Henry Chu smiled and seemed to sigh:
"Xu Wenji is pressing harder and harder. The granary incident has already cost us 180,000 shi of grain. He also wants us to give up 40,000 acres of farmland on the pretext of being homeless. He really thinks we are clay figures..."
"Brother Chu's family has a big business, but they still care about a few acres of grain fields?"
Nie Wendong didn't take it seriously.
He knew a little about the Chu family's wealth. Not to mention the gold and silver in the shops, the amount of fine farmland alone would not exceed ten thousand hectares, and this was just fine farmland.
Forty thousand acres is a pain in the flesh for them, but it is only a pain in the body, far from the extent of breaking their muscles and bones.
"Merely?"
Henry Chu smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"After all, it is the inheritance that our ancestors have worked hard to save. If Brother Nie needs it, Mr. Chu will offer it with both hands without saying a word. But how can I bear to give it to these lowly mud-legged people?"
As he spoke, he paused slightly:
"If that's all, that's it, but if he does it again and again, no matter how big our family fortune is, I'm afraid it will all be wiped out..."
"That's true."
Nie Wendong nodded, dropped the ball casually, and pretended to be casual and asked about the last time Chu Xuan went to ask for a meeting with Xu Wenji.
"I can't hide it from Brother Nie. That time, I went to sue for peace on behalf of the Qingzhou squire family and surrendered. We are also willing to offer 300,000 taels of gold, 1 million taels of silver, and 100,000 acres of fertile land in order to ask him to show his noble hand...
…”
Chu Xuan followed suit and did not hide anything. He told him what he wanted to see him last time.
"Three hundred thousand taels of gold, one million taels of silver, and one hundred thousand acres of fertile land..."
Although he already knew it, Nie Wendong was still a little surprised to hear Chu Xuan say it himself: "Brother Chu really has a big family and a big business..."
The four families have been cultivating Qingzhou for many years and have a fortune of tens of millions. He knows this.
But he was a little surprised that they were willing to pay such a price. Even if the four families had a great business, this price would still be very taxing.
After all, their family has a fortune of tens of millions and has many people to support.
"He refused?"
After being surprised, Nie Wendong sighed.
If it were him, he would be tempted by this price, but he knew that Henry Chu was kicked out.
"Refused."
Henry Chu’s eyes flashed with a haze:
"He put forward a condition that we can never agree to. He wanted to inventory our belongings, and even check our household registration and land..."
Check household registration.
Nie Wendong's eyes narrowed, and then he became speechless:
"If that's the case, I really can't agree to it."
It’s nothing more than family property, how can a domestic slave see the light of day?
It was common practice for every family in Qingzhou to keep domestic slaves. The smaller squires maintained a large number of people, not to mention the four major families.
Compared to gold and silver, these are the things that can kill them.
"Why is it so difficult to live a peaceful life?"
Chu Xuan sighed:
"Ji Longshan, who deserves to be killed, attracted this Xu Wenji. It really makes my head as big as a fight. I can't kill him, I can't avoid him. It's uncomfortable, it's really uncomfortable!"
"Jilong Mountain..."
Mentioning this name, Nie Wendong felt itchy in his throat and couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of thick phlegm into the 'spittoon' sitting on his knees beside him.
"Devouring the master and the slave, even if I cut him into pieces with a thousand knives, it won't be able to eliminate the great hatred in my heart!"
Nie Wendong's face was ashen, and his city was also pale at this time.
Throughout his life, he had family members who took care of him and made him famous throughout the state. When he was young, he entered the palace and worked as a shepherd and guardian. Most of his friends he made were from the prominent and aristocratic families of the time.
If you study literature, you can ride on a horse and parade through the streets.
Learning martial arts is also a superhuman thing.
Whatever he wanted, he followed his heart and fell on the slave who devoured his master.
"My lord, there is no need to be angry. Although we have some quarrel with Xu Wenji, we will definitely do our best to suppress the bandits this time and not let the Lord-devouring slave go unpunished."
There was a smile in Henry Chu’s eyes, but his expression was solemn.
Naturally, he knew the grievances and hatreds between Jilong Mountain and Nie Wendong very well.
This famous Changliu bandit was just a failed scholar many years ago. Although he was not a rich man, he was still very different.
But later, for some reason, he became a disciple of Nie Wendong and worked for him in exchange for money to practice martial arts.
This man was not good at humanities, but his talent in martial arts was first-class. In just a few years, he had made a name for himself in Qingzhou and caught Nie Wendong's eyes.
But who would have thought that Ji Longshan fell in love with Nie Wendong's daughter, and for some reason he was discovered by Nie Wendong.
The results are self-evident.
The battle was naturally extremely complicated, but in the end, it ended with Nie Wendong palming his own daughter to death, and Ji Longshan going crazy and injuring the former, before leaving Qingzhou and escaping to Changliu.
"Nie lost his temper..."
Nie Wendong dropped the chess piece, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled a breath:
"Even if you are all dissatisfied with Xu Wenji, please be patient for the time being until Changliu is destroyed and the Lord-devouring slave is killed."
"Brother Nie, don't worry, we are unanimous on this point."
Henry Chu gathered his thoughts, nodded in agreement, but pretended to be curious and asked:
"I'm just curious. What did Ji Longshan rely on to get to where it is now in such a short period of time?"
Whoosh!
Nie Wendong opened his eyes with a cold expression:
"Brother Chu, didn't you already guess it?"
"A mere humble slave can actually have such a good fortune..."
Henry Chu felt relieved.
"If virtue is not matched, there will be disaster. How can a person with mud legs support such good fortune?"
Nie Wendong sneered.
An announcement came from outside:
"Sir, Sir Xu, please summon all the country squires to discuss matters!"
"Go and answer the question."
Nie Wendong casually dismissed the yamen servant who was calling outside the door, looked at Chu Xuan, and had a smile on his face:
"Out of this Qingzhou capital, a blank document is just a blank document. There is no one under our command. Ultimately, we have the final say."
"I'm afraid it's not that simple..."
But Henry Chu shook his head:
"Xu Wenji's disciples and former officials are all over the world. If no one can use him here, I'm afraid..."
"These days, I have never been idle."
Nie Wendong opened his desk and pulled out a thick pile of letters with a sneer on his face:
"Most of his disciples and former officials are already at the top. According to the intelligence, there is no movement among them. Even Wang Muzhi, who is nearby in Longyuan Daocheng, has no time to pay attention to him because he wants to assist the young prince in his rise to power."
Henry Chu’s eyes moved slightly.
"Maybe someone is clinging to me, but apart from that old servant, the rest are insignificant."
Nie Wendong looked calm:
"The six-door boy who is causing trouble in Mulin Mansion is probably the most outstanding among those who cling to him.
But after all, it’s just a
Little people.”
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…
In the night, a hawk-like bird flew through the clouds and chased along the Datao River. Finally, it landed on another large ship with the flag of "Lin".
fluttering~
After releasing a bird that looked like a hawk, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and his eyes lit up:
“After dawdling for so long, we finally took action!”
Yu Changjing, who was alarmed by the sound of birds, immediately left the cabin. Seeing Lin Feng's movements, he also guessed what he was saying:
"But what about Xu Wenji's suppression of bandits?"
The aristocratic families also have their own unique news channels.
Every few months, Lin Feng would receive a variety of information from his family's messengers, of course, most of them related to major events in the family and Qingzhou.
This point is far beyond comparison with Bailongxuan.
"good."
He exhaled his inner energy and shattered the letter into pieces. Lin Feng did not hide it and looked quite excited:
"It's our turn to become famous..."
There is only one son in a generation of the Lin family, but this title that was supposed to belong to the direct lineage was taken away by a collateral lineage. Lin Feng did not say it, but he never forgot it in his heart.
He aspires to be a prince, and the first thing he has to do is to become famous.
Xu Wenji had been waiting for a long time to suppress the bandits.
"Brother Lin will soon be famous in Qingzhou, or even Longyuan."
Yu Changjing complimented.
He is also very interested in this matter, but in this battle, there must be many masters, and even the fourth master of Qingzhou may show up.
Not to mention him, even Lin Feng may not have a chance to get ahead.
"By the way, this letter mentions you Bai Longxuan."
Lin Feng seemed to have remembered something and looked at the long mirror playfully.
The latter was slightly startled:
"Mention us?"
"There is a saying that the little white dragon of your Bailongxuan was killed in Mulin Mansion, the murderer, Yang Prison. I wonder how your Bailongxuan will react."
Lin Feng observed Yu Changjing's expression.
"Lu Wanliu..."
Yu Changjing seemed a little surprised, but also seemed to have expected it:
"With Yang Yu's skills, Lu Wanliu's death is not unexpected. As for the reaction from the door, I don't know, but I probably can't offend the six doors..."
He was a bit self-deprecating.
With the imperial court at his back, which of the forces in the Six Gates can Bai Longxuan provoke?
"Court."
Lin Feng also became a little silent.
The imperial court is like an insurmountable mountain. Even if it is a large sect such as Lanke Temple, Xuankong Mountain, or Zhujian Villa, don't you have to keep your head down?
"Dingyang seems to be not far away."
After a short silence, Yu Changjing bowed his hands and said goodbye. He looked at the lights faintly visible on both sides of the strait and said:
"Brother Lin, it's time to say goodbye."
"See you later."
Lin Feng didn't hold back, so he put down a awning boat and watched the people leave in Changjing, with a playful look on his face:
"Bai Longxuan, hehe..."
Huhu~
The night wind was very strong, and the awning boat went with the waves.
Yu Changjing stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his hands, looking at the lights on both sides of the strait, and suddenly smiled:
"This idiot is dead after all."
"Senior Brother Yu, you asked us to delay the transmission of the sect's letter. This step is really clever. This idiot Lu Wanliu is really dead."
Someone was complimenting.
"Don't say this again in the future."
Yu Changjing's smile faded, and his expression became indifferent:
"If there is any leakage, you know the consequences."
"I'll understand later."
The rest of the people all have the same intention.
The two most talented people in Bailongxuan today are Lu Wanliu and Yu Changjing. Both of them are the most favorable candidates to compete for the position of sect leader.
Lu Wanliu died, and Yu Changjing was almost the next sect leader.
These words carry a lot of weight.
"If I were the leader of the sect, all of you could hold important positions in the sect. Even the power of the White Dragon's Palm could be left to you!"
Seeing everyone's sincere words, a smile appeared on Yu Changjing's face.
The rest of the people were naturally grateful and showed their loyalty.
"Senior brother, shall we go back to the door right now?"
"No."
With a strong effort under Chang Jing's feet, the awning boat cut through the waves: