Factory owner is king

Chapter 210 Black Heart Guard

In a bright hall of the government office in Ganzhou City, after the last person who was supposed to come arrived, the doors and windows were closed, and thick curtains were still covered. The sun was high in the sky and there was no cloud in the sky, but the bright hall was dark. Dark.If it weren't for the flickering of a few small lights, I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to see each other's faces clearly.

Numerous guards patrolled around, but no one approached Mingtang.Their duty is to ensure that not a single word of the conversations of the great people in the house falls into the ears of outsiders, this outsider, including themselves.

"Ming Gong, what do the eunuchs of the East Factory mean? The dragon crosses the river, are you going to change the world in this Ganzhou city?"

Jia Zheng raised his arms and screamed, his beard and hair were all stretched out, his anger was extremely high: "My son is dead, it doesn't matter, I still have two, I can have another child. But there are still people outside who have been killed and become extinct, what should they do? For the sake of our usual respect, you public generals, please show us a clear path!"

When Jia Zheng said this, he lifted his robe and bowed down, his head hit the ground heavily, and he didn't lift it up again, waiting for everyone's response.

On this one-acre three-point land in Ganzhou City, Jia Zheng can be regarded as a prominent figure. Although he is only a medicinal material merchant, his status is naturally different when his business grows.In addition, he knows how to behave, is good at talking, and is very popular in the upper-class circle.

It was precisely because of this that he was pushed to "declare" by the people outside.

In fact, what happened, there is no need for him to talk about it, everyone present has already figured it out, and letting him in is just an attitude to the people below.

In the eyes of these superiors, of course, if possible, they should take care of the people below, but if it is really necessary, a group of people who are like traffickers and lackeys will just throw them away. What else do they have to worry about?
The current situation is like standing at a three-way intersection, one is the enemy, the other is retreat, and the other is tolerance.Once you understand the pros and cons, make a decision.

"Don't think that Dongchang is like a bunch of bereaved dogs in this Ganzhou city. It depends on our faces when we eat and drink, but it's just because Luo Fulai is not good at it. We were scared when we first came here. That's all, now Dongchang has a commander, a director, a deputy director, and two stall heads, and there are three thousand black-hearted guards outside the city. Jia Zheng, it's not impossible if you want us to call the shots for you. But the price is too high, you have to give us some time to think about it."

Ganzhou Jinyiwei town governor Bi Tianhuo's voice was rough, seemingly straightforward and straightforward, but his reputation for plotting and calculating behind his back was three points higher than his reputation as a town governor. It takes time to think about it. In fact, the key is the phrase "the price is too high", which is to ask Jia Zheng for benefits.

Naturally, Jia Zheng didn't understand what Bi Tianhuo meant, and didn't dare to pretend to be stupid, so he continued straightforwardly: "Master Bi, when the villain came in, he had already talked with all the masters, and everyone had the same idea. As long as we can let it out, we are willing to pay no matter how big the price is, without a second thought. What's more, they said that as long as you can say it, they will do it. We will not hesitate to lose our family and property."

"Where is this talking, do we still need some money from you?" A man from the Western Regions dressed as a Hu merchant shaking his fingers and said in a strange tone: "Your money is actually just what we missed. I usually get a little soup from you, and the benefits of taking you are just to make friends, and now it’s meaningless to talk about money.”

The Hu merchant's name is Sebastian, and he is the second head of the Western Regions Merchant Alliance. Seven out of ten merchants from the Western Regions will be shipped from him when they enter the customs. Naturally, he has the confidence and strength to say such a good deal. .

"Master Bi." Sebastian looked at Bi Tianhuo and said suspiciously: "I don't understand the affairs of the Central Plains, but when I came to Ganzhou, I brought a few guards with me, and all of them are experts. I don’t care about the commanders of the East Factory, or the stalls, but they are just a man with a head and two arms. I just don’t care about the three thousand black heart guards you mentioned. number?"

Everyone here is not very well informed about the news of the Central Plains capital, and they have never heard of the name of Black Heart Guard. Naturally, they can only ask Bi Tianhuo, who was born in Jin Yiwei, and I believe he is the only one who can give an answer.

"Hei Xinwei...heh." Bi Tianhuo shook his head and smiled wryly: "Not long ago, Mr. Ji sent a piece of news about Dongchang to a certain family, which mentioned this Black Heart Guard."

Looking around at the crowd, Bi Tianhuo said solemnly: "The Black Heart Guards of Dongchang are different from ordinary soldiers, they are all eunuchs."

"Eunuch? What else is there to be afraid of?" Sebastian asked in confusion: "A eunuch is not even a man. He can't even urinate. How can he kill someone with a knife?"

"You don't know something about Beard." Bi Tianhuo explained: "I don't know where that Dongchang Changgong got a strange book of martial arts. Mr. Ji didn't say what it was called, but Jin Yiwei asked many times, and he has some knowledge about this martial arts. understand a bit.,

The martial arts practiced by this group of eunuchs is actually not a supernatural skill. At best, it can only make a person reach a second-rate level, and it takes more than ten years of hard work. "

"After more than ten years of hard work and hard work, it has not been ten years since the establishment of the East Factory. So their skills are not much higher?"

"No, it's quite the opposite." Bi Tianhuo shook his head, his voice was bitter: "Their kung fu has a characteristic, that is, the kung fu of the same practitioners can superimpose each other."

"Superposition of skills?"

"Yes. Superposition." Bi Tianhuo nodded: "You all know a little bit about martial arts, and you also know that everyone's inner strength contains their own energy and spirit, which are incompatible with each other. If it is transferred into someone else's body, there will be a slight difference. If you accidentally go crazy, it won't work even if you practice the same kind of Kung Fu.

But the kung fu practiced by the group of eunuchs outside the city just broke this restriction, and their kung fu can be perfectly superimposed. For a person who has practiced this martial art, think about it for yourself. "

"No, no way," Sebastian said with inexplicable fear, "3000 people working together? Even the Great Elder of Feiying Mountain will be bombarded to death, so aren't they invincible?"

After a long time, a scribe in black said: "It's not that exaggerated. The battlefield is changing rapidly. The two armies are facing each other. How can they have 3000 people join forces? If they fight independently, the use of them may not be so great."

"It doesn't matter whether it's big or not. The important thing is, General Wu, are you sure?" Bi Tianhuo looked at the black-clothed scribe who spoke, and asked in a deep voice.

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