Factory owner is king

Chapter 193 Game
No plan is guaranteed until the dust settles.Cooked ducks can fly is of course just an exaggeration, but it can accurately express the problem.

Zhu Di's three sons got into the carriage, and Dao Yan and Xu Zengshou sat opposite.The five of them were silent, holding their breath as much as possible, and quietly listening to the movement outside the car.

"Stop, who's in the car? Where are you going?"

"Officer," Li Du's voice, with a hint of arrogance: "We are from Mr. Ji's house, and we have to go out of the city to do some business. Why, do we need to check this?"

"Master Ji? There are many officials in Beijing, and there are quite a few people with the surname Ji. How do I know which surname you are talking about? Besides, I don't care. Don't talk nonsense, get out of the car!"

"What did you say!" Li Du's voice cooled down, but was stopped by a shrill voice next to him: "Old Li, I told you a long time ago that your Jinyiwei's commander is not as good as our East Factory's factory owner, you Still don't believe it, have you seen it?"

"I will let them have a long memory."

"You... are from Dongchang and Jinyiwei?" The voice in front of the head was a little lower, showing a cautious and doubtful voice: "Don't fool me, how did people from Dongchang and Jinyiwei get together?"

"Is it in control?" Li Du said so, but still pretended to take out the brocade-clothed army badge that he had prepared from his pocket and waved it in front of the guarding soldier's eyes: "Do you see clearly? "

"Eh..." Actually he didn't see it clearly, but seeing the power of the two, he didn't dare to ask more questions.

"What?" Ma Sanbao raised his eyebrows: "You still want to check the badge of Dongchang?"

The soldier made up his mind that this time he must take it in his hand and inspect it carefully. He was about to say yes, but the one-eyed man seemed angry: "Check it, the two adults trust us, but we still don't agree. Before leaving the city, he was stopped by a stinky doorman, and his face was thrown at grandma's house, so you still play with him?"

If you want to play with you, I won't serve you anymore, so I will go back to the Fusi Yamen to report to the governor, saying that this job can't be done! "

At this point, Li Du flicked his wrist, whipped loudly, and pulled the reins as if he was about to turn around.

"Hey hey hey! Two grandpas, two grandpas!" The soldiers guarding the city were in a hurry. They just searched the carriages according to the usual practice and extorted some money (rich families with female relatives in the carriage generally don't want to be punished. People will check, they will manage some money), who knows that there are two hard stubbles.

It is better to believe in everything than to believe in nothing.If these two people were not from Jin Yiwei and Dongchang, he would have been short of money.If the identities of these two people are true, then can't I turn around and pull out a layer of skin?

After thinking about this, the soldiers were all smiles, and they looked like they were about to kneel and kowtow: "Grandpa, two grandpas, villains have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, offended the prestige of two grandpas, two adults don't remember villains But, don’t take it to heart.” Gritting his teeth, he took out a dirty money bag from his bosom, held it with both hands reluctantly: “This belongs to a villain...”

"Bah, who wants your dirty money." Ma Sanbao grabbed the money bag and smashed it on the soldier's face: "Don't say it's useless, we are in a hurry and have no time to hang around with you."

"Yes, yes, the villain will let me go." The soldiers nodded repeatedly, then turned around and waved their hands, winking, and the few robes understood that they were people who could not be offended, and hurriedly stopped the people passing by. Leave a wide path.

"Grandpas, please."

"Hmph," Li Du snorted coldly, and he didn't even need to look at the soldiers. Ma Sanbao said kindly, "I'm not afraid to tell you that there is a commotion in the city. It is estimated that there will be an order to lock the city in a while, so the two of us The adults will rush us out of the city to do some secret things, after all, some things can't be put on the surface, if someone asks you later..."

"Don't worry, the two grandpas, the villain didn't see anything today."

"Very good." Ma Sanbao nodded in satisfaction, took out an ingot of silver from his sleeve and threw it over: "Our East Factory is different from Jinyiwei in handling affairs, and never treats people badly."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You Dongchang talk a lot." Li Du waved his hands impatiently, raised his whip, and the carriage drove out of the west gate.

The order to lock the city came when the smoke and dust disappeared, but it was too late.

"Master, are we safe?"

"not yet."

Dao Yan gave a negative answer to Zhu Gaosui's inquiry.

It went too smoothly. Dongchang, Jinyiwei and the clan's mansion were all figured out by myself, but there is one thing, Huang Zicheng was the emperor's teacher after all. In a rage, he only relied on the three hundred heads he left in Beijing. Still not enough, maybe, they need to give them an explanation?
"Master?" Zhu Gaochi saw Dao Yan frowned and pondered, and said softly: "What is Master thinking? Is there a place for loneliness?"

The voice was very low, because Xu Zengshou fell asleep.

"It's nothing, the poor monk just remembered an interesting incident." Dao Yan smiled, with a gentle expression, but the sick tiger's face made people feel shuddering: "The journey is lonely, the poor monk told a story with the three princes. How are you?"

"Master, please tell me." Zhu Gaochi and the other three straightened their bodies, and their attitude was Gongjin.

The monk in front of him was the confidant and counselor that his father relied on most, how could it be just a boring story, there must be a test for teaching, although the time and place are a bit out of date, but the three of them did not dare to be careless.

Dao Yan pondered for a moment, and then said: "In the far west, there is a small country with few soldiers and few generals, and poor resources. Although the kings of all dynasties have tried their best to rule it, but the conditions in the country are such that there is more than enough heart but not enough power.

In the east and west of this small country, there are two powerful countries each, which are evenly matched.Both countries are thinking of annexing the territory of this small country to increase their power.Facing internal and external troubles, this small country had to pay large sums of gold and silver to the two powerful countries every year as a last resort.

The poor monk wants to ask the three princes, if you are the kings of this small country, what will you do after you succeed to the throne? "

After listening to Dao Yan's question, the three brothers Zhu Gaochi frowned and said nothing, Dao Yan didn't rush, just waited patiently with a smile on his face.

After a while, Zhu Gaosui said first: "If I am the king of a small country, I should promote literary affairs, clean up officials, and focus on agriculture and mulberry. If the country is rich, the people will be strong. I will be born in 30 years and raised in 30 years. I will secretly provoke the enemy's country to fight secretly. In my lifetime, I may see An opportunity for national revitalization."

"Oh." Dao Yan listened quietly, and did not express his opinion, but looked at Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaoxu with a smile.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at his eldest brother, and then said: "Internal troubles and external troubles, tigers and wolves are surrounded, where is there any chance for development? If I were a king, I would be elected as a hero in the country, and I would fight to the death with these two countries. Put it to death and survive, even if If you are defeated, you will not be ashamed of the dignity of the country."

"Well, the poor monk knows," Dao Yan looked at Zhu Gaochi again: "Have you made up your mind?"

Zhu Gaochi hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed: "The condition given by the master is a dead end, no matter whether it is literary or military, the enemy country is strong. Once a small country has a chance to rise, it must be strangled together."

"Why, is the prince giving up? Don't you want to try? After all, you are the king?" Dao Yan played with taste.

"What kind of emperor is the emperor? The country's affairs are difficult, and the suffering of the king is no match for the suffering of the people. Every year, the country has to pay huge sums of money to the enemy country, and the government's tax burden is bound to be heavy. What is the existence of a country that cannot protect its people? significance.

If I am a king, I am willing to ask my people what they think, and if they are tired, then I will open the country and let the enemy take it.If they are willing to fight, then I will put on my clothes and make a final fight. No matter what, there must be an end. "

"Surrender without a fight?" Dao Yan frowned. Tell me? Are you really not afraid of death? Are you afraid of losing your children and grandchildren?"

"A country that is not a country, a king who is not a king, this kind of country should not have existed from the beginning. The suffering of the people comes directly from the royal family. No matter what happens, I am willing to accept it calmly."

"Amitabha." Dao Yan proclaimed the Buddha's name, clasped his hands together: "The answer of the three princes, the poor monk listened to it and thought about it. It was just a short story. It's just to relieve boredom, so don't take it seriously."

The few people in the car were still "leisurely" telling stories. Outside the car, Li Du and Ma Sanbao were not in the mood anymore. They raised and lowered their whips again and again, wishing they could put wings on the horse and fly them back to Peiping.

"It's almost done," Ma Sanbao raised his hand to grab the dancing thin whip: "Haste makes waste. Horses are tireless animals. If you keep letting them run at such full speed, this horse will probably die." worn out."

"So what," Li Du didn't care, "As long as I can reach the next town, I can just buy another horse."

"What if you can't run?" Ma Sanbao frowned, and said displeasedly: "My son is weak, if he doesn't reach the place, the horse will run away and die, what will we do then?"

The so-called weak son, Ma Sanbao refers specifically to Zhu Gaochi, who is obese and lame, making it difficult for him to walk hundreds of meters.

Li Du rolled his eyes, and said impatiently: "All right, all right, then it's up to you, slow down a little, for fear that the pursuers will not be slow."

"You're thinking too much," Ma Sanbao said with a smile, "We're going to the northwest, Jin Yiwei won't chase after us, Dongchang probably won't think of it for a while, and nothing will happen if you slow down. What's more..." Ma Sanbao's face suddenly became gloomy, he looked ahead, and said coldly: "I really want to chase, a horse is pulling so many people, how fast can it go?"

Li Du didn't refute, and with a gloomy face, he pulled the reins and stopped the carriage.It wasn't that he wanted to stop, but the road was blocked and he had to stop.Not far ahead, in the middle of the road, three old men stood side by side, the leader was a little fat, with a smiling expression, looking towards him.

One of the two old men on the left and right is wearing a brocade robe with a cold face, and the other is wearing a silk dress with a face like a crown jade and a dignified appearance.

Dare to stop the carriage, and put on such a posture, unless it is a lunatic, it must be aimed at him.

Li Du took a rough look, but Ma Sanbao noticed a detail, none of the three old men had beards.At this age, without beards, well-dressed, and extraordinary bearing, the identities of the three of them are ready to be revealed.

"Dongchang? Da Nei?" Ma Sanbao asked in a sharp voice. He didn't feel any fear at all. From the time he was trained in "17 Years of Cicada", Ma Sanbao didn't feel that he needed to be afraid of anything.

"Look, this is the descendant of the Deputy Sect Master Ma I told you about before who stayed in Beiping. He has practiced at a young age for 17 years to break the earth, and almost beat the old money back to his place. "

Hearing Li Caiyu's introduction, Tang Shenbu and Chu Mier couldn't help but look at Ma Sanbao a few more times, as if they found something rare.

"Tut tsk tsk." Chu Mier shook his head, and said with disdain: "So what, Lao Qian is obsessed with the way of medicine and poison, and his martial arts can't compare with the few of us. If he really wants to fight, he can't stand it." Our family's Vajra Fist is in between, what's more, didn't you say that the sect master captured him with just one blow?"

Tang Shenzhang said with an expressionless horse face: "I'm afraid his martial arts is close-up, and our family can't see him through."

As the three of them were talking, the people in the carriage had already got out of the carriage with the support of Li Du and Ma Sanbao.

There were a total of six people standing, Dao Yan in front, Li Du and Ma Sanbao on the side, and the three brothers Zhu Gaochi behind them.Is there one person missing?
"Tick tock, tick tock." The blood dripped slowly on the ground, wetting the soil.Dao Yan grabbed Xu Zengshou's head, and his body was still stained with blood.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, Xu Zengshou's eyes rolled up slightly, as if squinting at the murderer who killed him, wanting to remember him.

"Monk, what do you mean?" Li Caiyu looked at the head in his hand, puzzled.

"The three are from Dongchang, right?" Dao Yan asked.

"Almost." Li Caiyu gave an ambiguous answer.

"The three of you are here to find an explanation for Dongchang in front of the emperor, right?"

"Oh~ So that's what you came up with." Li Caiyu suddenly smiled and said, "But monk, Xu Zengshou's head alone is not enough. Your head is bigger than his before, let alone the three heads guarding you behind you." Heirloom."

"Hehe." Dao Yan shook his head and smiled, "The poor monk has not yet fulfilled his ambitions, and the poor monk cannot die. The three sons are still useful to the prince, so they cannot die."

"I'm afraid it's not what you said, right?" Chu Mi'er said with a sinister smile: "Those three trashes don't count. We three old guys are against the three of you. What do you think of the outcome?"

"Life or death, there are only two endings in the battle. How can there be any winner?" Dao Yan said coldly: "If you really want to fight to the death, then there is only one final result, the poor monk lives, and everyone else will die." die."

"Hahahahaha!" Chu Mi'er looked up to the sky and laughed: "What an interesting joke, monk, who do you think you are? That Dongfang Yu from the Demon Sword Gate? No, no, no, he is not as good as you. You're going to die, erq, but you're fine?"

"No, the poor monk will also suffer some injuries, minor injuries."

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