Star Trace Gate

Young Master Guanfeng stood in front of the Wangbei Wall and looked at it for a long time before he walked away with a little reluctance.

Accompanied by a group of men in black, he entered the Bulao Villa, which seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

In the main hall of the villa, there was only a dim lamp, reflecting the empty surroundings.

More than ten people stood on both sides of the hall, silent and motionless.

Master Guanfeng stood in front of a human sculpture in the center of the hall, looking at the tributes and spirit tablets on the table, and asked softly: "Prince Huai has already found out about Gepao Township. Song Yi is cursed, and even if he asks his soul, he won't reveal anything. But the leader of the Qin Gang defected to me not long ago, so naturally he has no loyalty. He should have told Prince Huai about the existence of this Bulao Mountain."

"The failure to capture Prince Huai in Gepao Township was mainly due to the reaction of Qianli Green Camp. They were faster and more radical than we expected." A middle-aged man stepped forward and said softly, "The greedy and lustful Yan Bo was not a hesitant person at the critical moment."

"It's a done deal, don't blame yourself too much." Master Guanfeng waved his hand, "Qianli Green Camp's premature entry further highlights the importance of Qingliang Mansion. Haha, the plague is like a sword hanging over King Huai's head, he will definitely come to Bulao Villa to find a solution. I originally wanted to wait here, but now it seems... this plan won't work."

"Why? Sir, are you afraid that there will be a reaction from the court and that you will secretly intervene and investigate the Bulao Villa?" Someone stepped out and asked.

Master Guanfeng shook his head slowly, "That's not the case. The imperial court may not react so quickly, and the Qianli Green Camp has been the one who has the final say in Lingnan these years. They are too arrogant, and our wise and powerful king may not support them. I think this plan will not work, mainly because... I just got the news that this place has evolved into a small secret place."

"Has this place evolved into a small secret place?"

"How could this happen?!"

"...!"

After being surprised for a moment, everyone started asking questions.

"I don't know either, but this place has indeed evolved into a small secret place that only those with supernatural powers can travel to." Master Guanfeng turned around, looked at everyone and said, "If that's the case, then there's no point in just sitting back and waiting. You should quietly withdraw from the Bulao Villa tonight, clean up the places where the plague poison was refined before, as well as the places where intelligence was collected, and restore everything to its desolate and dilapidated state."

"Yes!"

Everyone present clasped their fists in response.

Master Guanfeng thought for a moment and said, "Monk Peng, in two days, you and your men will lie dormant around the Bulao Villa and wait for my news. After we finish our journey in the small secret land, perhaps we can still see him."

"As ordered!"

A monk in a black robe responded with a fist.

"Go, everyone must leave here before dawn." Master Guanfeng emphasized.

After everyone responded, they quickly left the hall.

Inside the main hall, the lights were dim and the shadows flickered.

Master Guanfeng slowly raised his head, looked at the memorial tablet under the portrait, and said softly, "You didn't want me to take this path, but I came anyway. This is the will of heaven..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned over his right hand, and an ancient token appeared with three big words written on it - Planner.

Master Guanfeng looked down at the token, a faint smile on his face: "I am the planner, who are you? Haha, Your Highness Prince Huai."

……

The next day, early morning.

After Ren Ye got up, he saw that his beloved concubine was still sitting cross-legged on the couch, looking calm and meditative.

He was stunned for a moment, then immediately walked over, put his outer robe on the other person, and frowned and asked: "Baoer, didn't you rest last night?"

Ai Fei slowly opened her eyes, a smile appeared on her red lips: "It's done!"

"What happened?" Ren was also confused.

"I am truly a genius. It only took me one night to concentrate and carve a spiritual consciousness talisman, which records the method I have concluded to control the Night Wanderers during these days." Xu Qingzhao's eyes were bright, and he looked somewhat contented and playful as he said, "Before entering the Bulao Mountain Secret Realm, you only need to use your spiritual consciousness to guide the talisman, and the method of controlling the Night Wanderers will be automatically engraved in your mind, just like a visualization diagram. You can control a Night Wanderer to help you in battle without complicated and hard training. This can also be regarded as one of your trump cards in this secret realm. Although you are at the second level, the Night Wanderer is at least at the fourth level. In this way, you will be able to deal with various events more calmly."

Ren Ye was stunned.

"Why do you look so stupid? Didn't you understand what I said?" Xu Qingzhao asked with a puzzled look and disgust.

She’s just so sweet and caring.

I stayed up all night just to give myself an extra trump card so that I could be more calm in the Star Gate...

Ren Ye felt himself melted instantly. He suddenly boldly opened his arms, hugged his beloved concubine tightly and said, "You forced me to do this. You forced me to be a licking dog!"

"Zhu Zigui! Don't use the excuse of gratitude to do shameless and vulgar things. Let me go!"

"Dangdang!"

When Ren Ye was taking the opportunity to take advantage of his beloved concubine, Fatty Wu suddenly pushed the door open and barged in, stunned and said, "...You two...are you unable to control yourselves at this early morning? Well, I'll come back later. Brother, half a quarter of an hour is enough, right?"

"Oh!"

Xu Qingzhao pushed Ren Ye away, shy as a little rabbit, and left the place in an instant and returned to her room.

Ren Ye looked at Fatty Wu and irritably retorted, "Brother, do you think I am like you, that I can take care of my three sisters-in-law in the time it takes to take a piss?"

"Don't argue with me." Fatty Wu was too anxious to argue. He just stepped forward and said, "Bau met with me last night and gave me a price."

"How much?" Ren Ye asked.

"He told a story worth six and a half million star sources."

"Fuck it!" Ren Ye heard this response and yelled angrily, "What kind of story is this? Even if Jesus and Satan were in love, it's not worth 6.5 million star sources! How is this different from robbery?!"

Fatty Wu shook his head and said, "He said no bargaining."

"...There is no shortage of corrupt officials in any dynasty!" Ren Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Where can I get him 6.5 million star sources? I can't even make Old Liu sell his ass in time."

Seeing that he was in a dilemma, Fatty Wu gently advised: "Qingliang Prefecture is the fief of the old King Huai after all. The family is large and the foundation is still there. Brother, think of a way. We can always get it together."

Ren Ye blinked his eyes, put his hands behind his back and looked at Fatty Wu, and suddenly said: "Brother, if I have to make do with it, can you help me and bear a certain amount of star source for me? Don't worry, after the matter is completed, when the Qingliang Prefecture's taxes are collected into the treasury, the money will be returned in full. I can also give you two leaves of the Nine-bend Blue Cloud Bamboo, which are treasures!"

"Brother, please stop talking about your leaves. I'm not a gardener, so what use do I have? There won't be enough for the ladies." Fatty Wu didn't believe it at all. He thought about it carefully and replied, "I can only collect one million star sources for you at most. If there's more... I really can't do anything."

"These one million star sources are just a drop in the bucket and cannot satisfy the appetite of the Golden Wolf General at all." Ren also sighed.

When Fatty Wu heard this, he was dumbfounded and asked, "Brother, you don't want me to come up with the 6.5 million by myself, do you? What use would you be for then?!"

Ren Ye immediately replied: "This prince can go and sign and accept the land."

"... Damn it, my dear brother, are you talking sensible words?" Fatty Wu, who was usually smooth-talking, was so angry that he was swearing.

"Brother, one million is indeed a little short."

"......!" Fatty Wu shook his head and said, "These are all I can offer."

When Ren Ye heard this, a look of despair suddenly appeared on his face, and he cried out sadly: "Oh, God, how unkind to me! Is it true that the heavens have cut off my path to becoming a human emperor, and I will never be able to be promoted to the third rank in my lifetime? Six million and a half million, I really can't get it together... Forget it, forget it, this is fate, I won't fight anymore, and I won't expand my territory. I just pity my sworn brother, who paid so much money in vain before... Alas, the tax revenue in Qingliang Prefecture is pitifully low, how many decades will it take me to pay it back!"

"How many decades?!"

Fatty Wu was stunned for a moment, then he jumped up and cursed angrily: "Zhu Zigui! I will sever my ties with you right now. From now on, we are no longer brothers!"

"Double happiness." Ren Ye immediately reached out and grabbed Fatty Wu's shoulder: "To be honest with you, Boss Wu, I have had this idea for a long time. In this case, you don't have to pay back the money..."

The two looked at each other for a while, and Fatty Wu suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand to grab Ren Ye's arm, and said softly: "My dear brother, don't be angry. The relationship between you and me is stronger than gold. If we break off our friendship, God will cry for three days."

Ren also sat down with him and asked bluntly, "Then how much can you take."

"You and I have similar personalities, so let's not beat around the bush." ​​Fatty Wu gritted his teeth and raised two fingers: "I can raise two million for you, brother."

Ren Ye's expression eased after hearing this. "Okay, I'll figure out the rest. Brother Wu, the bamboo leaves I mentioned earlier were all jokes. In a word, I know everything you want. Once Qingliang Prefecture successfully expands its territory, I will give you ten of the best shops for free. In addition, for the trade between the two places, those lucrative official and business businesses will choose Jingshan as the first choice, and the rest will stand aside."

When Fatty Wu heard this, he immediately smiled amiably: "My dear brother, you are truly my confidant. However, regarding matters of personal gain, you and I can make the decision as brothers, but regarding matters of official gain, you must also have an idea in your mind. I, the Qianli Green Camp, will most likely support you, so..."

"As long as the territory is expanded, Long Shou wants to open a few more arsenals, hide soldiers in secret, build armor and crossbows, produce military materials...even grow military rations and raise military horses, my Qingliang Mansion can do it for you." Ren Ye understood and replied immediately: "We are all family, these are easy to discuss."

"Brother, you are so straightforward!"

"Two million." Ren also raised a finger.

"A gentleman's word is as good as gold!" Fatty Wu nodded heavily.

These two were both foxes that had become spirits, so it was effortless for them to converse with each other.

In fact, Ren also knew that Fatty Wu was so keen on making this happen that it must be profitable, but this is human nature.

He has a long-term vision and can quickly grasp the key points and benefits of a matter. If the expansion of Qingliang Prefecture is promoted, and the territory of one prefecture becomes a county, the scale of trade will inevitably increase several times. Jingshan is the only passage connecting Qingliang Prefecture, plus his relationship with Ren Ye, then he will definitely be the one who benefits the most.

Ren Ye had already figured this out when they first communicated for the first time. Fatty Wu had already figured it out in just a few words, so he agreed to "advance the money".

Not to mention the distant future, in the future, Fatty Wu can use these ten free and best stores to open brothels and restaurants, which will be profitable without any effort. This is not to mention that after the scale of trade is expanded, the business volume of Jingshan will also increase exponentially.

This is a personal benefit. Secondly, by working hard to make this happen, he can also gain benefits in his "career". Because once the territory of Qingliang Prefecture is expanded, the layout of the Dragon Head here can be upgraded to a higher level.

In addition to building an arsenal, producing various military supplies, and reaping the benefits of trade, once Qingliang Prefecture becomes larger and more influential, the Dragon Head can also use this place to enhance his voice in the court of the Lich Kingdom.

After all, Ren Ye had completely broken with the Daqian Dynasty, and the possibility of him joining the dynasty again was too small. The two places were connected, and if they traded, they would inevitably become friends with the Qianli Green Camp, which would be profitable for both sides, and this kind of relationship was very stable.

Therefore, Fatty Wu knew very well that no matter how well he did in a matter, it would not be as good as directly winning the heart of his immediate superior.

Once the Dragon Head was happy, what did the mere two million star sources mean? Moreover, his later income would definitely be far more than two million.

Of course, this also has risks, and the worst that can happen is that it will fail.

But so what?

It's just a few hundred thousand star sources. Haha, just think of it as buying a stick for my sister-in-law to play with.

Ren Ye knew all this, so he shamelessly asked Fatty Wu for more money. Because he really didn't have it, and the other party was aiming for big things, it was reasonable for both parties to share the risk.

With the two million from his eldest brother, Ren was thinking about selling some of his family property, robbing some friends and relatives, and scraping together the money from everything he had. That should be enough to satisfy Bau.

He thought carefully and immediately said to Fatty Wu, "Brother, since Bau has already made an offer, don't rush to respond. I'm going to enter the small secret area of ​​​​Bulao Mountain this time, and it will take seven to nine days to return. So you should leave him alone. In case you can bargain, it will be a huge profit."

"My dear brother, what you said makes sense." Fatty Wu nodded immediately: "Now that we have opened trade with you, it is not easy to rob. Money is hard to make."

"...Thank you for your hard work, big brother." Ren Ye replied softly, "Then let's settle this matter. As soon as Master Yan's reply arrives, I will rush to Bulao Mountain."

"it is good!"

After the two finished chatting, Fatty Wu left in a hurry.

As soon as he arrived on the first floor, he saw Yao Chi preparing to have breakfast, and then asked with a smile: "Brother Yao Chi, you have been hungry all night and woke up this morning. You must be a little hungry, right?"

Yao Chi didn't react immediately, and nodded, "But I'm a little hungry."

"Let's go to the dry toilet, and I'll weigh the feces for you myself." Fatty Wu politely made a gesture of invitation.

Yao Chi was stunned on the spot.

……

Morning, Si time.

Yan Bo returned to the headquarters to rest for a night, and after having breakfast, he immediately rushed to a villa in Meishan County.

When the carriage arrived at the door, Yan Bo jumped down personally and asked politely to the housekeeper who was coming out to greet the guests, "Is the old man back?"

In this villa lives one of the eight old ministers of Qianli Green Camp, named Meishan Taoist.

It is said that under the Dragon Head there are eight successors, but those who truly understand the Qianli Green Camp know that these eight successors are all disciples of the Eight Old Ministers who have gone into seclusion.

The Eight Old Ministers, who once assisted the Dragon Head's father.

The eighth son will assist the dragon leader in this life.

Passed down from generation to generation, the incense never dies, this is the heritage of the Thousand Mile Green Camp, which spans the three areas of Lingnan.

The butler nodded slightly and said softly: "The old man hasn't come back yet, but there is someone waiting for you."

"wait for me?"

Yan Bo was stunned.

After a while, Yan Bo came to a house full of green plants. When he looked up at the bamboo house, he saw a familiar figure standing there.

He looked at it for two seconds, then stepped forward in surprise: "You...?!"

Inside the bamboo house, the familiar figure stood beside the table, playing with a token engraved with the words "entrant".

……

Deep in the Bulao Mountain.

Erlang sat cross-legged on the ground, frowning and saying, "Military Advisor, we seem to be lost. I will go to a higher place to identify the direction. Let's go north and return to Qingliang Mansion first...!"

Next to him, the Taoist Fenglin, who was looking very old, suddenly raised his head and looked towards the side of Bulao Mountain: "I'm afraid it's not that simple."