Chapter 85: The mountains are foggy and the rain is shaking, and the dynasty is cut with one sword in ten years
Standing under the umbrella cover, Lu Zizhong felt chilly for a moment. It was not that the sun was blocked, but that there were several slow footsteps behind him.
"The little thing is starting to gain momentum. Zi Zhong, things didn't go well this time."
"It can be seen that the 30,000 taels of silver for you to join the household department next year were collected together by the four major households."
"Think of some ways, there is still time."
Lu Zizhong nodded silently, and when the footsteps faded away, his face became more and more ferocious.
If things don't go well this time, the old ghosts from the next four major households will probably cut off his official career.
"Third uncle, you messed up again."
Lu Yuan, who was waiting aside, heard Lu Zizhong's call and ran over in panic.
Before he could explain in a hurry, Lu Zizhong grabbed the teapot and coldly slammed it on his head. Blood and porcelain fragments fell down Lu Yuan's cheeks.
Lu Yuan was stunned and did not dare to move. He shivered and remained silent.
"Third uncle, I just made a mistake. Go and ride back home."
Lu Yuan ran out again in a hurry with a head full of blood.
Lu Zizhong rubbed his wrists, with wolf-like eyes, staring at the scene on the river bank. He looked at it coldly for a while, then pushed down the umbrella cover and turned around to leave.
"What the hell, Black Swallow, Jianghu Daxia? So powerful?"
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On the river bank.
Xu Mu's plan finally yielded gratifying results. Restaurant shopkeepers one after another frantically placed orders and handed over deposits.
Nowhere in the world have I seen such strong wine. After drinking only one bowl, I felt that the ordinary wine before was like a little lady who couldn't get excited and was not very interesting.
A desperate little shopkeeper just climbed over the crowd and squeezed in. Before he could reach out his hand, he was hit three times and fell into the river crying for his father and mother.
Afraid of something happening, Xu Mu simply stopped immediately after receiving the order for a thousand jars. For safety reasons, if there was a problem with the grain collection, or the farm was burned down, there would be too many orders and the goods could not be shipped, which would cause trouble in the officialdom.
The problem is huge.
Many shopkeepers who didn't get the order immediately stepped forward and made themselves familiar before leaving. The stupid ones cursed and pulled the background, but it didn't help, so they could only retreat in frustration.
"My boss, one thousand altars!" Chen Sheng looked ecstatic, "One thousand altars, let me calculate, one thousand, two thousand..."
"Even if you sell it for five taels per jar, you still have five thousand taels of silver." Xu Mu said with a smile.
At this time, not only Chen Sheng, but also Si Hu, Zhou Zun and others were acting like crazy. You hugged me and I hugged you, almost kissing each other a few times.
Gongou sat on the river embankment, rarely letting out a "hehe" laugh.
When the crowd finally dispersed, Xu Mucai gave some instructions, gathered his belongings, and prepared to rush back to Dongfang.
"Boy, please stay and drink."
Turning his head, Xu Mu saw the two villagers who were still squatting. Without any hesitation, he handed over the two remaining jars of wine.
The two villagers hesitated for a moment and finally took it.
"I owe my little boss a favor."
Xu Mu didn't care either. The reason for giving him the wine was simple. It was because of his affinity.
"My dear boss, how about we have another drink later?"
"good."
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At the west gate of Tangjiang City, a luxurious carriage slowly entered. Today is the Moon Wine Market, which is not a big deal for a government official.
This time I came to Xifang just to make a living. According to the past rules, the four major households should pay their monthly payment.
"Master Futai, please wait a moment. The people in the wine market have not dispersed yet. I will drive them away soon."
There was no sound coming from the luxurious carriage. What came out was just the sound of people drinking wine and the laughter of at least two flower girls.
Officers and soldiers rushed into the crowd. The crowd rioted again.
Riverside.
Xu Mu put down the wine bowl and turned his head, doubts rising in his heart.
"My little boss has good wine." The two villagers raised their heads and laughed. At this moment, they didn't look at all submissive.
"Little boss, do you think this world is beautiful?"
"It's too bitter and not very pretty." Xu Mu lowered his voice.
The two villagers laughed even more happily, making Xu Mu's whole body tingle slightly.
"Little boss, please extend your hand."
Xu Mu was stunned, but still stretched out his hand.
A flash of sword light passed by, and blood oozed from his arm.
"This knife will cut off the little boss's suspicion."
The movement was so fast that everyone present was a little confused.
"The mountains and rivers are shrouded in mist and rain, and in ten years one sword will kill the dynasty!"
The two villagers abandoned their wine bowls and suddenly stood up from the ground. The short knives hidden in their arms were caught in their hands in the blink of an eye, and they swept away with their feet, moving so fast that they seemed to be flying.
"My boss, it's those heroes!"
"I'll leave quickly!"
Xu Mu was still in shock. In the blink of an eye, the two villagers who sold corn had become the rumored heroes of the world.
"There are more and more heroes, maybe they want to kill the officials!"
Xu Mu gritted his teeth and looked up, and found that not far in front of him, there were at least seven or eight figures, moving from various places where they were lying in ambush.
Not long after, they fought with the officials.
"Brother Mu, I'm going to help."
"Come back." Xu Mu had a stern look on his face. What kind of help are you doing? Helping those heroes? Are you following the path of someone who falls out of luck?
Or a helper? It would not be a pity for Xu Mu if two more corrupt officials died.
"Go back to the village first."
After taking the linen, Xu Mu quickly tied up the wound and urged Si Hu to drive. After a while, he pushed away the crowd and ran all the way to the streets of Dongfang.
From behind, there were roars that were deafening.
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"Master, I've seen you." Chen Sheng, who had gone to inquire about the news at dusk, hurried back to Zhuangzi.
"People from the four major families came and, together with the officials, killed seven knights and hung them all on the tower at the gate of the city. Those two died the worst, and even their bodies were mutilated."
Xu Mu closed his eyes.
He found that living in such troubled times was becoming increasingly difficult.
"Brother Mu, you should have helped earlier." Si Hu was still depressed. In his mind, there was no thought of eradicating violence and bringing peace to peace.
"Help, what next." Xu Mu said coldly, pulled Si Hu up and pointed at the twenty villagers gathered in front of him.
Sister-in-law Lian, Jiang Caiwei, Xia Shuang, the old scholar... all of these people stood in front of them, with somewhat uneasy expressions on their faces.
If they had not met Xu Mu, these people would have struggled to survive in the small border town.
"Let me ask you, you kill happily, what do you do next?"
"You think I don't want to kill you? Every one of them is a cruel official, and I'm almost at the end of my rope."
Si Hu's face was silent.
"Twenty-two people all followed me all the way from the border. In this world, you have to survive first. After you survive, you can talk about the truth."
"Use your fists to reason."
"I brought you out from the border, not to send you to die!"
For a moment, Xu Mu felt extremely irritated. Perhaps in Si Hu's eyes, he was like a coward.
But until he has no strength, he can only do this. Tolerate, accumulate strength, and accumulate strength. Until one day, he has enough strength to step on the order of the rotten dynasty.