Cyber Daming

The first day of April in the twelfth year of Jiaqi.

Since early in the morning, Teiyuan Street in Edo Castle has been under martial law.

A large group of guards in casual clothes blocked all entrances and exits, and no Japanese people were allowed to enter at will.

Cars coming from various towns in the Japanese area stopped in front of the solemn and majestic Senhusho Building.

"Yan Jun, you are fine."

The laughter of the horned dragon from the Hundred Houses of Himeji Castle was still as heroic as ever. Before the vehicle he was riding in stopped, he opened the door and jumped out, quickly catching up with Li Jun who had just stepped onto the steps of the Thousand Households.

"Looking at how refreshed you are, you have made a lot of money recently?"

Li Jun looked at the smiling horned dragon and joked.

"I can't even call it a windfall, but I'm a lot better off than before."

Qiu Long clasped his hands in his fists and said with a smile: "I have to thank Yan Jun for the Yongle Palace Taoist order that you gave me. If it weren't for the fat cream scraped from his body, I would have burned the fire for clearing Honghu this time. It won’t be so prosperous anymore.”

"If you say that, then you are telling the truth. I was ordered to go to Osaka Castle to deal with the 'True Lord'. If you hadn't led people to come so far to support me, I would have been trapped there, so I should be the one to thank you. You are right."

"I just killed a few minions, and I didn't even scratch the oily skin. I only consumed a few tanks of oil at most. What kind of contribution is this? On the contrary, I took advantage of you."

"Okay, do we two brothers insist on being so hypocritical and polite?"

Li Jun put his arm around Qiu Long's shoulders and said with a smile: "But you are really ruthless. I heard that Fu He from Yongle Palace was forced to sell out his underwear by you, and he was almost sold into Kabukicho. You can make money by performing as a Cowherd. Aren't you afraid that Yongle Palace will cause trouble for you in the future?"

"What I'm most afraid of is that the brothers below can't wear the best armor, carry the best guns, and play with the best girls. Apart from that, what else is there to be afraid of? If Fuhe wants to Revenge is here. But if he can’t kill me, I’ll have to get him to sell himself in Kabukicho.”

Qiu Long said sadly: "Yan Jun, you don't know how profitable this thing is, and coupled with his gimmick of Yongle Palace Daowu, the guests will have to queue from Himeji Castle to your Inuyama Castle. It's a pity, we used to do it too I don’t understand, it’s nothing to let this golden hen that lays eggs pay to redeem itself.”

"Really or not, do you want to be so exaggerated?" Li Jun looked suspicious.

"What Master Qiu Long said is true."

The bustard ghost who was following Li Jun suddenly opened his mouth and took over the conversation: "But it would be a waste, sir, if you just leave him in Kabukicho to receive guests."

Qiu Long glanced back: "You look strange, brother, who are you?"

"Bustard Ghost, my little flag."

Li Jun smiled: "He comes from a mixed background!"

Qiu Long's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked hurriedly: "How else can I make money? Brother, please tell me?"

"As Dao Wu of Yongle Palace, his spiritual thoughts must be very powerful. He can completely link multiple Huangliang dreams at the same time. Even if the reality of the dreams is reduced to the minimum, he should be able to clone hundreds of people and be in the Huangliang dream at the same time. Picking up guests.”

The bustard ghost said seriously: "As long as you give him enough rest time to ensure that his mind will not collapse too early, and set the single price higher, he can earn tens of millions of treasures in a month. Wait until he is completely If we can’t hold on any longer, we can still use the fragments of his disintegrated thinking to construct many reusable dreams and make a lot of money. Daoxu is still very strong, as long as they don’t use the strength of Lian Bingjie that they have tossed It’s all gone, and it usually doesn’t die that easily.”

"Fuck, you are such a fucking talent!"

Qiu Long was dumbfounded and couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the bustard: "Professional! So damn professional!"

The heavy armor of Himeji Castle who was walking side by side with the bustard ghost had a look of horror on his face at this moment, and subconsciously distanced himself from this man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Sure enough, there was only the wrong name, not the wrong nickname.

The bustard ghost is indeed the evil ghost among old bustards!

"Okay, okay, Qiu Long, are you too poor to die? If you really do what the bustard ghost said, then your Himeji Castle will be shot by the Taozu magic weapon above your head the next day. It was blasted to the point where not even the dregs were left!”

Li Jun couldn't help but interrupt the two of them, fearing that Qiu Long, who was used to living a hard life in the past, would get hot-headed and really lead people to go to Manwa District to arrest Fu He again.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yan, I haven't lost my mind yet, and of course I won't go after Yongle Palace."

"That's good"

Before Li Jun finished speaking, Qiu Long said excitedly to the bustard ghost: "But if I take some heinous death row prisoners out of the prison and rehabilitate them through labor according to the method you said, brother, can this business be done?" ?”

"Theoretically it should be possible, but the value of those people is not as good as a living Yongle Palace Taoist order, and"

The bustard ghost glanced at Li Jun, whose face turned dark, and reminded: "To remove people from the imperial edict requires the approval of the Qianhu Office, and if it is used in any field other than interrogation, it is illegal."

After hearing this, Qiu Long pondered for a moment and said solemnly: "Then what if I don't ask people to come out, but just let the guests enter the imperial prison, and then let them out after the work is done? Moreover, the imperial prison can also control time, so three autumns in one day is not a problem. "

Suddenly, not only Li Jun, but also the bustard ghost who was accustomed to seeing various customs and scenes was shocked by the horned dragon's whimsical thoughts.

Prison style is very common, but Jin Yiwei's prison style is a bit shocking.

"My lord, think twice!"

Heavy Armor had a face as if he were mourning for his heir, fearing that Qiu Long would really do such a sinful thing just to make money.

"If I were Lord Qianhu and knew that you dared to use the imperial prison as a reception place, then I would definitely let you go in and work for a while first!"

Li Jun's vicious tone made Qiu Long feel a chill all over his body, and his fevered mind calmed down.

"They were all harmed by Prince Ming's group of people."

Qiu Long said with a sneer: "I'm also worried about living that kind of fucking life where I can't even pay my brothers' pensions."

"Don't worry, they are now like clay Buddhas crossing the river and cannot protect themselves."

The words stopped suddenly, and Li Jun suddenly turned back and looked down the steps.

A car with a 'Wuzhai' pattern sprayed on the front hood of a car with a glaring King Kong pattern came to a slow stop.

The door of the passenger seat opened first, and a burly figure squeezed out. He had a bald head, round eyes, and a fleshy face. He was dressed in black and had a bulging body. His appearance was somewhat similar to the King Kong on the car.

As he got out of the car, Wu Zhui's sinking car was lifted upwards by more than an inch, which fully showed the weight of the other person's body.

The monk in black quickly walked around from the back of the car to the back row, and respectfully opened the door.

Prince Ming, who was dressed in snow-white monk robes, stepped out of the car, and his raised eyes happened to catch Li Jun's looking down eyes.

"Long time no see, Mr. Yan."

A faint smile appeared on Prince Ming's lips.

"It's been a long time indeed."

Li Jun returned the same smile, his eyes lingering on the black-clothed monk beside King Ming for a moment, then he patted the horned dragon who looked like a formidable enemy, turned around and led everyone into Qianhu Residence.

In the venue, Su Ce, who was a member of the Japanese Imperial Guard Qianhu, did not hide behind the scenes and conduct remote control this time. Instead, he sat in the venue in person early in the morning, waiting for everyone to enter.

It is precisely because of this that when a group of Jin Yiwei entered the venue, they did not have the usual quarrels and quarrels.

And he sat quietly in his seat, waiting for Su Ce to speak.

Li Jun and Ming Wang sat on Su Ce's left and right sides, facing each other across the table.

On one side of King Mei sat the 100 households of Shiga Castle, Nora, the 100 households of Okayama Castle, Kakugo, and the 100 households of Matsue Castle, Shikaha.

Li Jun has at hand the horned dragon of Himeji Castle, the Qiongqi of Kanazawa Castle, and the leopard tail of Shuri Castle.

In the remaining two cities of Osaka and Matsumoto, due to the death of hundreds of households, they could only be replaced by a general banner, who hung at the bottom in fear.

The two sides are clearly divided and evenly matched.

"Now that everyone is here, let's have a meeting."

Su Ce, who was sitting in the front seat with his eyes closed and concentrating, slowly opened his eyes, his sharp eyes sweeping from left to right.

"Some of you must already know the purpose of this meeting."

Su Ce said calmly: "That's right, the list of Xindonglin Party's propaganda envoys to join our cities in the Japanese area has now been determined."

A list was projected on the long table, and Li Jun saw the three words Inushan City at a glance, followed by Langya Wang Family in brackets, and another name, Wang Changting.

"I checked it out for you all in advance. Without exception, the people coming this time are all first-class nobles from the empire. Behind these surnames, there is at least one Confucian Xu San."

"You should all be able to figure out their purpose of coming to the Japanese area, so I won't waste any more nonsense."

Su Ce said loudly: "I can imagine what concerns you have in your heart. Today I am here to give you a reassurance. It is up to you which family you want to stake your wealth on. I won't ask. "

"But I only have one request. Don't regret it after you make your choice. Don't lose all your chips and come to Qianhu Station to hold my thigh and ask for help! Win is win, lose is lose. I brought you all here. Soldier, don’t embarrass me."

After the words were settled, there was a dead silence in the huge venue.

The hundreds of households around the long table had more or less heard some rumors before the meeting started. Therefore, besides being solemn at this moment, his face was actually quite calm.

But the general bannermen behind them were all horrified and had no idea why Mr. Qianhu would say such a thing.

"What's wrong with you? I'm not asking you to fight these nobles with swords and swords. Why are you all making such a fuss about me?"

"It would be great if you draw the sword. You don't care about life and death. If you don't accept it, just do it!"

Qiu Long, who was sitting next to Li Jun, said angrily: "When did our Jinyiwei in the Japanese area suffer such injustice?"

"Want to fight with them? Yes! With the strength of our Japanese Imperial Guards, we should be able to withstand them for ten days and a half."

Su Ce smiled and said: "With the Confucian custom, we should be able to build a grave for us, and then we can all be neighbors."

"At least I died happily!" Qiu Long roared, holding his neck.

"You feel comfortable, but what about the boys under your command?! What about their families in the empire?! What about your own wife, children, and children?!"

Su Ce's voice turned cold, and he glared at Qiu Long with a pair of tiger eyes, "Think about it with your brain. You are almost forty years old, and you still can't speak with your brain. I should have waited for you to die in that group. In the hands of rogue bandits, they actually promoted you to become a hundred households. I really don’t know how the Jin Yiwei of Himeji City came here all these years."

Qiu Long's face suddenly turned red and he didn't dare to continue talking. The veins in his hands that were pressed on the armrests of the seat jumped and made a clicking sound.

"I have no family."

A hoarse voice sounded immediately.

But the person who spoke turned out to be Ye Lao, a member of the Shiga City Hundred Households on King Ming's side!

"Sir, you know that all my family members have been killed a long time ago. One person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry."

Su Ce looked at the other party deeply and said, "What about your people?"

"I will let them choose by themselves. If they want glory and wealth, then they can gamble by themselves. If they want to live a magnanimous life, then follow me."

Ye Lao calmly glanced at the expressionless King Ming and said with a smile: "Compared with the behemoths like Confucian Xu Clan, we are indeed as small as ants. But if there are too many ants, they can also eat elephants!"

His words were so soul-stirring that all the people present could not help but look at him with admiration.

"Ye Lao is right."

Qiongqi stood up, looked at Ye Lao and clasped his hands: "I used to think that you were not a good f*cking person, and you just liked to hide behind your back and plot against us. But for what you said today, I, Qiongqi, want to apologize to you. !”

Ye Lao's face suddenly changed from green to red, and he was a little unsure whether the grandson in front of him was mocking or praising him, so he could only snort.

"Qianhu, you know me. Although my Qiongqi family is not dead, that is because I never had the chance to return to the empire, otherwise I would have killed them all with my own hands."

Qiongqi grinned and said: "I am just an unpopular mixed-race bastard. I can only live a comfortable life in Jinyiwei in the Japanese District. Now others want to tear down my nest, but you let me stay here." While watching, you still want to cheer for those scholars and gentlemen, so it would be more satisfying to just kill me!"

"that is!"

Qiu Long echoed loudly, and even the leopard tails of the hundred households in Shuri Castle nodded along.

With a touch of relief in his eyes, Su Ce smiled and scolded: "You little bastards, you are all as smart as ghosts on weekdays, but you can fight for the three melons and two dates for the new dan review. Today is this Have they all changed their tempers? You don’t want to give up all the wealth you have obtained, but you have to rush forward and die to feel happy? What is the truth of this? "

"I know what you are thinking, but have you ever considered, what if we drive those people out? We don't even need the powerful people behind them to take action. We only need an official document from the New Donglin Party to cut off our supplies. , the Japanese Jinyiwei will defeat them immediately!"

"I have a way to make money!"

Qiu Long shouted so loudly that the bustard sitting behind Li Jun broke out in cold sweat.

Fortunately, Su Ce didn't give Qiu Long a chance to continue, "Even if you can solve the logistical problems yourself, without the identity of Jin Yiwei, how can you gain a foothold in the Japanese area?"

"Become a king by yourself, or become a bandit by falling into the grass?"