Factory owner is king

Chapter 112 Laying Nets 1
In the dead of night, the palace is cold and lonely.

As you get older, you will inevitably feel lighter.

Every night, lying in bed, Zhu Yuanzhang always had to go through a long period of cranky thinking before falling asleep, and sometimes it was time to go to court before he even slept much.There are many things I think about, but most of them are business matters, for the prosperity of the country and the people of the Ming Dynasty, and for the future generations of my Zhu family.

But today, he didn't, he was thinking about some personal matters, some very important personal matters, and that was his life.

It is rare for a person to pass seventy, and he himself can feel that his body is getting worse day by day. He is 66 years old, and he is not far from seventy.

"7384, the King of Hades didn't tell me to go, and I can't wait for some things." Zhu Yuanzhang opened his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a red light flashing in his eyes: "The chaos in Shu is just a disease of scabies, and they are the big trouble in the capital!"

Shao Yuanjie who entered the palace today brought both good news and bad news.

The good news is that fairies do exist.At least this Shao Yuanjie has magical powers.Zhu Yuanzhang was born in the White Lotus Sect, and he can be regarded as an ancestor-level figure for folk juggling and tricks that fool the people.

If Shao Yuanjie gave him performances such as pouring oil into the pot, chewing ghost bones dryly, and beheading little ghosts with a sword, then he would send Shao Yuanjie to heaven.But there are some things that really cannot be explained. For example, his shadow has faded, for example, he stands out of thin air, and ten breaths fall, and another example. . .

Zhu Yuanzhang's mind flashed through the morning meeting at the Hall of Martial Arts. . . .

"Since the Heavenly Master has such magical powers, maybe he can calculate the fate of our country in the Ming Dynasty?" Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were lined up, and his eyes were still full of deep doubts.The invisible supernatural power just means that the magic is better. So it doesn't matter if the shadow becomes lighter, he still doesn't believe it.

"Your Majesty, you should know that I have the five arts of Taoism, and the fortune-telling of mountain doctors is never counted as myself, nor is it counted as the fortune of the country?" Shao Yuanjie frowned slightly.

"I know." Zhu Yuanzhang smiled jokingly: "I don't count myself, because I can't figure it out. I don't count the fortune of the country, because I'm afraid of losing my life, right?"

"..."

"You are the great celestial master of Longhu Mountain, with powerful mana, and you are afraid of losing your life? I want to hear it. You can calculate anything. I don't blame you if you don't calculate well. If you calculate well..." Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the chair Shang Weiwei leaned forward: "How about I let him make you a protector of the country when Yunwen succeeds to the throne?"

"..." Shao Yuanjie didn't speak.

Zhu Yuanzhang was not in a hurry either.In fact, he just came here for a while to be more serious.No matter what he said, he would never admit it.Guardian Mage?Just kidding, how can an outsider enter the court as an official and interfere in the government's affairs?Is being an emperor just a show?In history, eunuchs brought trouble to the world, but at least the emperor was still alive.And these alchemists often killed the emperor directly, and neither of them was good.

"It started in the southeast and died in the northwest."

After a while, Shao Yuanjie spoke, with a low voice, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that he might be hallucinating.

"What did you say?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked again.

"It started in the southeast and died in the northwest." Shao Yuanjie repeated.

The eight words were like a bolt from the blue, and they were hitting Zhu Yuanzhang's heavenly spirit cap.

"Started in the southeast and died in the northwest." Squeezing these eight characters between his teeth, Zhu Yuanzhang slowly clenched his fists, raised his cheeks, and gritted his teeth.

The old abbot of Huangjue Temple died and couldn't tell.

Zhu Yunqi is the future emperor and will not speak out.

Shao Yuanjie in front of him. . . . . .

Murderous aura rising, life and death only in the next moment.

"Pfft!" Shao Yuanjie's face turned red, and the boss spurted out a mouthful of blood, followed by another mouthful, and another mouthful.

After three mouthfuls of blood in a row, Shao Yuanjie took out a piece of white silk from his bosom, covered his mouth and wiped it, then looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, and said with a strange expression: "Your Majesty wants to kill me?"

"Yes." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.

"Then Your Majesty believed what Pindao said?"

"..."

"Hehe." Shao Yuanjie smiled slightly, unfathomable: "Since your Majesty believes it, he probably also believes that my sect does have thaumaturgy. I am Shao Yuanjie, the contemporary great celestial master of Longhu Mountain. In order to measure the fate of the Ming Dynasty, I also folded 70 years of life.

If Your Majesty wants to kill me, don't be afraid. . . . . . "

This time it was Zhu Yuanzhang's turn to be silent.Shao Yuanjie didn't finish his words, but the meaning was already obvious.It is not necessary to speak thoroughly, just click to the end.

But who is Zhu Yuanzhang?The supreme being under heaven, if he is threatened like this. . . .

a long time.

"Korean Lord Li Shanchang has gone, but there was a fire at the mansion, causing countless casualties and resentment. The Daoist Master is a master in the world, and he is compassionate. He doesn't want to leave the world as a ghostland, right?" Zhu Yuanzhang ordered lightly.

I can't kill you, but I can't let you go either. I'll leave you the ghost land of the Duke's Mansion where the fire only leaves the courtyard wall. I can afford a bigger prison.Zhu Yuanzhang was not afraid that Shao Yuanjie would not agree.As the saying goes: "If you can run, the monk can't run away from the temple." If you can run, you have the ability to make Longhushan disappear, and let me see those disciples and grandchildren of Longhushan in your sleeves?
"According to His Majesty's words." Flicking the whisk, he walked away.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the pool of blood on the ground coldly, without saying a word. . . .

Returning from his thoughts, Zhu Yuanzhang turned over on the bed, scratched his back, and sniffed twice irritably.

"It started in the southeast and died in the northwest." This is a blessing and a curse.Northwest, what is there in the Northwest that can destroy my Ming Dynasty? !
He couldn't think of it, couldn't think of the answer to the question, and his heart was very depressed, and when his heart was depressed, he would want to kill someone!
"Old Zhang! Old Zhang!" Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly turned over and sat up, shouting in his mouth.

"Your Majesty." Old Zhang walked in wearing a single coat.

"Tomorrow, remember to remind me to ask Jiang Huan to look into the affairs of Qiantang."

"Yes."

"Go, go." Impatiently waving his hand, Zhu Yuanzhang's heart calmed down a little.

In fact, nothing major happened on the Qiantang side. A small county magistrate only got 80 taels of silver, so he just killed him.But if Jiang Huan is asked to "check it out", then he will be implicated, and it is estimated that at least he will have to be connected to the prefect or even the governor level to finish the matter.

Thinking of Daming, Zhu Yuanzhang's thoughts drifted to his good grandson Zhu Yunwen again. He thought of the story Yunwen told him when he came back today, the story about looking for things after losing things.Zhu Yuanzhang had a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Things are lost, but they are not lost. But when everyone feels lost, they can find something. This storyteller is quite talented." Zhu Yuanzhang slowly sneered, It seemed that he thought of something happy again, or maybe. . .Think of some conspiracy.

. . . . . . .

The oldest industries in the world are killers and brothels.Under these two professions, there is also a branch of Wushu, whether it is a thug or a foreign house, they can all be counted.But in general, it is still the same thing, the transaction of money and knife, the transaction of money and meat.

In the city of Nanjing nowadays, it is very difficult to find a high-ranking killer, but if you want someone's life, you might as well try to find the bad people in the alley of the dead. Of course, the premise is that you can afford the money.If you think the place is too messy and dare not go, then just grab a beggar on the street and tell him that within a day or two, someone will probably come to your door.

People who can afford the money but are so hated that they need to buy murderers are generally not ordinary people, and the reasons need not be elaborated.Of course, it wouldn't be a powerful figure like an official, otherwise Bad Man Lane wouldn't accept the order.It's not a big deal if a few gangsters died, or a thug from a martial arts brothel, the government opened its eyes and closed its eyes and let it go.Although the gang leaders felt a little resentful, they didn't care too much.A few little guys, if they die, they will die, and human life is worthless.Not counting those who died in normal fighting, and sending scapegoats to the government every year, there should be dozens of people who died in exile, not less than one or two.If they really want to beat up thousands of people in the alley of the dead for one or two lives, then they must be crazy.But all of this, until Yu Dashan, the owner of the Shenquan Martial Arts Gym, also died in the hands of Dead Man Alley three days ago, things became a little different.

In a room in Huayue Building outside Zhanggong Bridge in Nanjing,
A man and a woman were entangled fiercely, until at a certain moment, the man gasped a few times and turned over from the woman's body, the "battle" was considered to be over.

After resting for a while, Yu Dahe sighed lazily: "It's so fucking comfortable."

"Uncle Yu~" With a charming voice, a jade hand caressed Dahe's chest: "Why did you come to torment him so early today~. It's really bad."

It is now the time of Mao hour, and the sky is just getting bright.Generally speaking, brothels don't open so early, and it takes around [-] hours in the afternoon.Before this, even if ordinary people wanted to come, brothels would not accept them.But this was different from Dahe. He was a regular customer, but more importantly, he was the leader of the Hungry Tiger Gang.

The Hungry Tigers are the local snakes in Nanjing, they can't compare with the big sects in the rivers and lakes, but they are still a little powerful in Nanjing City. This Huayue Tower is covered by the Hungry Tigers, and they also have a share of the monthly safety money.So when he came, the old bustard dared not refuse.

For women's teasing and acting like a baby, in the past, Yu Dahe would have to respond a few words, but not today.

With a gloomy expression, he got off the bed, took a few sips from the teapot on the table, took a deep breath, and said, "Don't ask if you shouldn't, uncle is in a bad mood today."

The woman on the bed rolled her eyes, muttered a few words like "have no conscience" in her heart, and stopped saying anything. People in this industry still have some insight.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door, and a low voice came from outside the door, "Brother, Brother Yu."

"Come in and talk."

"Brother, they're here."

A capable-looking man opened the door and came in, seeing Yu Dahe getting dressed beside the bed.

"They're all here?" Yu Dahe asked.

"Eh..." The man thought about it, then nodded and said, "They're all here, Flying Eagle Gang, Wild Dog Gang, Li Family Boxing, and Sihui for Stealing Wine and Gambling with Prostitutes, etc. Anyone with a reputation in Nanjing City is here. Yes, a lot."

"Oh. Huh?" Yu Dahe sensed that something was wrong, and looked at him suspiciously: "Stealing wine and gambling with prostitutes? I didn't call them? Did you?"

"No, no." The man shook his head like a rattle, and blurted out his denial: "Boss, you didn't tell me, so why would I dare to call? I guess... Maybe they got the news by themselves?"

Yu Dahe snorted coldly, took out a broken silver coin and threw it on the bed: "Your reward."

The woman was very grateful, but Yu Dahe had already walked out the door with the man.

In a private room in Huayue Tower, when Yu Dahe opened the door and entered, the room was almost full of people, surrounded by the Eight Immortals table, one by one, only the window seat inside was reserved for him.

There is no food on the table, just some melon and fruit snacks and the like.

After scanning around, Yu Dahe nodded, came to his seat and sat down, waved his hand, and drove away the idlers in the room.

Seeing that everyone had retreated, Yu Dahe was about to speak, but he didn't want to hit a big black man sitting across from him, but he opened his mouth first: "Yu Dahe, although we all set up sticks in the city of Nanjing, the bowl is just like this." Big, we only have so much to eat, we are not friends, we are more like enemies, how dare you come to us to discuss things?"

The big black man who spoke was Brother Li Qi, the leader of the Flying Eagle Gang. His name was Brother Li Qi, and he usually had the least dealings with Yu Dahe.

Li Kaishan, the head of the Li Family Boxing Gym, said with a smile: "Don't say that, look down and see up, and you have to be consistent with the outside world when you encounter serious matters."

"That's right." Everyone present nodded in agreement.

"I dare to call you, and you dare to come, Yu Mou is the one who admires you." After a few casual flattery, Yu Dahe said coldly: "I believe everyone knows what Yu Mou called everyone to do today." He pointed at Li Qige He cupped his hands: "Brother Qi is aggressive, but Yu Mou thinks it makes sense. There are only so many meals in Nanjing City, and we have already shared them all. Now suddenly a group of people come out and want to serve bowls. Don't we? Turn a blind eye?"

"Why did you just serve the bowl? They didn't leave the stick either?" Gou'er, the leader of the Wild Dog Gang, said slowly, "Isn't it just killing Yu Dashan? What's the big deal?"

What Wang Gouer said was cold, but it was also true.Those who mess around, human life is worthless in the first place.

"That's my brother." Yu Dahe glanced at him and said, "My brother is dead."

"Revenge? What does it have to do with us?" Li Qige said again: "What you want to do is your business, and it has nothing to do with us. The Lane of Dead People is just outside the city. If you want, you can lead someone to clear it." That's it."

"Crack!" Yu Dahe slammed the table and stood up: "Everyone, I will say three words to Yu Dahe today.

I'm going to shovel the Alley of the Dead, and I've said hello to Shuntian Mansion.

My brother is dead. If you don't help me, I will die too. I can't take it down by myself.It doesn't matter if my brother dies, if I die, the Hungry Tiger Gang will be over, and you may not be able to grab much of the vacated territory by then, and maybe it will be cheaper for outsiders.

Finally, if you help me, I, the Hungry Tiger Gang, would like to give 1000 taels of silver to thank everyone, and I would also give up [-]% to our subordinates every month.What do you say! "

"Well..." Everyone was silent, bowing their heads to make calculations, even Li Qige didn't speak.Yu Dahe took out real money, and what he said was also well-founded. He had no hatred with anyone, and he had no hatred with money, right?

"Everyone, you bosses can discuss the matter of Dead Man Alley by yourself. There is no need to ask us to come." Four people stood up over there to break the silence. The leader of the four prostitute guilds, the one who spoke was the boss of the gambling shop, Wang Tongchi.

"That's right, I'm in charge of the brothels and I'm not related to the one who fights and kills. At most~ When you finish fighting, I'll let a few restaurants take care of you." Sun Meiniang of the brothel She also nodded in agreement, a half-aged mistress in her 40s, but the charm still exists between her brows.

A few people's words sounded like refusal, and they were about to leave.

"Wait!" Yu Dahe blocked the four of them in a few steps.

"What? Is there something else to do?" Mao Shengcai of the liquor store raised his eyebrows, and looked at Yu Dahe in front of him with displeasure.

"Brother Mao was joking. I think Yu Dahe wants to open the door for us, right? Don't you think so? Yu Dahe?" This time, it was Du Duouji, the chief thief in Nanjing who spoke.

The five people faced each other in front of the door, and the atmosphere was solemn. The eyes of the gang bosses present also gathered here.

(End of this chapter)