Starting from Li Chengqian, the prince of the Qing Dynasty, to be honored

Chapter 61 Kill
In fact, in the face of the attack of the post office, the Chen family can also unite with others to form a large logistics chamber of commerce.

It's just that when it comes to issues such as the division of interests, personnel management, and arrangements for all parties, it is difficult for a truly influential person to be the master among them.

Even if the Chen family relies on Xue Qing, Governor of Jiangnan Road, their influence in the entire Qing Kingdom is still limited.

What's more, even if these people solve all the difficulties and join forces to set up a logistics chamber of commerce that can rival the postal service.

After it is actually put into operation, the credibility and reputation still need time to brew.

They don't have the endorsement of an influential newspaper like Fuyao Wenbao, and they don't have the convincing background of the natural official post.

Therefore, in the end, the result will still not change in any way, and it may even lead to bankruptcy.

Of course, after Li Chengqian and Guan Zhong exchanged letters, they still decided to give them a way out.

That is to cooperate with the Post.

They keep their own logistics lines, but all business is dispatched by the post.

The post office is responsible for the commission, and the local branches and post stations are responsible for the acceptance.

Li Chengqian knew very well that it was far safer to build a platform than to waste time and effort on his own.

What's more, the post office is an official organization after all, and it is impossible for the imperial court to allow the post office to expand so recklessly.

Therefore, just as the products in the internal warehouse can be subcontracted and auctioned, the post office can also subcontract its business to private individuals.

In this way, even if he can't take most of the profits of the products like Neiku, it can still guarantee the long-term and orderly normal operation of the postal service. At least he once said in the court that he would turn the postal route into profit It has been realized, and it will not cause too much trouble, giving Emperor Qing a reason to directly deprive the postal service from him.

In this way, the three big banks under Guan Zhong can also have enough time to ride the big tree of the postal service steadily and develop step by step.

However, if you want to subdue the members of the Chen family, you still have to beat them hard first, and it's best to hurt them heart-to-heart.

After all, if the fire does not really burn yourself, you will never know how much it will hurt.

If they are not allowed to really see the gap in strength, they will always be lucky.

Li Chengqian sat up, looked at the startled salamander and said: "Send a message and let them act according to the plan. In addition, let Zheri go there too, and make it clean."

According to the information, the Chen family alone has four eighth-rank warriors in their hands, and it is said that three of them are from Dongyi.

The addition of other forces is not a force that can be underestimated.

The people who snare the net have extremely strong assassination methods, and they have perfect plans and countermeasures.

But if there is an unknown Ninth Grade hidden in it, it is not impossible to overturn the car.

After all, this is not a novel, nor is it a TV series. In a huge world, anything is possible.

A water village in the south of the Yangtze River can hide a ninth-rank master who can't see the end of the dragon. It is not impossible for these forces whose main business is freight forwarding to hide a ninth-rank master.

So in order to be safe, take a chance to cover the sun, and there will be no harm.

Of course, with Guan Zhong currently on Jiangnan Road, Xuan Jian will naturally wait for the opportunity to move.

In this way, there will be no accidents when the two rank-nine assassins with first-class Tianzi come out.

As for the fact that many people will die because of his order, he can only say that the world is like this, and the next life will be a good one.

The startled salamander answered the words, then turned around and left. Soon, a secret letter was passed out silently through the hands of a palace official who went out to purchase in the East Palace.

Not long after, in a remote corner, a carrier pigeon flew away quickly with its wings fluttering.

Ten days later, Cangzhou, Muzhou, Hangzhou and Quanzhou postal sub-stations each sent a batch of valuable goods.

Not to mention more than a dozen postmen are prepared for each route, there are also about 30 well-equipped sergeants.

Along the way, most of the people looked relaxed when you said I laughed, because no one would think that someone would dare to intercept and kill officials in broad daylight.

Moreover, everyone gets a commission for delivering the goods, even those sergeants borrowed from the defenders all over the country are also paid.

Although delivering goods on the road may not be as comfortable as sitting in a post station drinking tea and making jokes in the military camp, it is still a good thing to make money.

In Cangzhou, when a group of people passed a mountain road, a gust of wind blew by, and a postman twitched his sinuses, and said with some uncertainty: "It seems to smell like blood?"

As soon as these words came out, the others suddenly became nervous.

But after carefully observing the surroundings for a while, and smelling the air, someone slapped the man on the back of the head and said, "You are so godly all day long, how can there be any bloody smell?"

The postman sniffed it carefully, touched his head, and said embarrassingly: "I must have smelled it wrong."

A few people on the side made fun of him, but they didn't take this matter to heart.

No one noticed that in a dense forest a hundred meters away, dozens of corpses lay quietly in a pool of blood, as if silently complaining about something.

In Muzhou, on a similar route, in a mountain depression, dozens of corpses died in it with bruised faces.

It looked like he had been poisoned.

In Quanzhou, Xuan Jian frowned and looked at the scene of almost unilateral massacre, and cursed secretly.

He thought that this time he would have the opportunity to exercise his muscles and bones.

Hangzhou, of course, is close to the sun.

Because Hangzhou is located on Jiangnan Road, it is the closest to the Chen family, and the goods this time are also of the highest value here.

Naturally, the size of the delivery team is also the largest.

There are more than a hundred postmen and sergeants.

There was almost a long queue.

Because of this, apart from the Chen family, there are also a few powerful locals who are not weaker than the Chen family.

Almost all digital eighth-rank masters are here.

In a stone forest, a steward of the Chen family said respectfully to a pale middle-aged man beside him: "Master Qian, I will trouble you to do it later."

His name is Qian Lin, he is at the ninth-rank realm, and he is good at spears. It was only because he was injured when he challenged Si Gujian in his early years, and his realm fell. With the support of many medicinal materials provided by the Chen family, he barely maintained his strength at the ninth-rank level. Never do it lightly.

It's just that this time the matter is of great importance, the Patriarch of the Chen family made a special trip to ask him to take action just to be on the safe side.

He has been supported by the Chen family for many years, so naturally he cannot refuse.

However, he was still a little impatient.

Because he didn't think that a group of government soldiers with no military strength and mediocre combat effectiveness would need a ninth-rank master to personally take action.

Therefore, Qian Lin closed his eyes, held a gun in one hand, and stood there quietly, ignoring the Chen family steward.

The steward of the Chen family twitched the corners of his mouth resentfully, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

I just wanted to finish this terrible job quickly and send this master back.

At this moment, he suddenly smelled some strange and pungent smells.

Just as he was about to say something, he felt cramps all over his body and twitched uncontrollably.

"Toxic, hold your breath!"

Someone shouted in surprise.

However, as soon as the sound sounded, a bright knife flashed across his throat.

With the last of his strength, he looked up.

A group of people wearing hats and black spider-print suits rushed over, killing anyone they saw.

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