Daily Life In Qin Dynasty

  Chapter 120 Revenge and Cultivation

   "How about forgetting about this matter!"

  Someone couldn't help but retreated.

  He was one of the few people who were dissuaded by the "backer" not to trouble Mr. Mo again.

  Compared to other people, the "backer" behind him can no longer be said to be dissuading. To be precise, it should be expressly forbidden to trouble him with Mo Jun.

   From the secret letter exchange between the two before.

  He could even see a hint of awe in the words of the 'backer'.

  How did he know that his "backer" is not only in awe of Mo Jun, but more prepared to say, it should be "fear".

  Because his 'backer' was exactly one of the officials who was invited by Mo Jun to govern Su Naishi's mansion because of the 'tax evasion and tax evasion' case.

  Since the three people who privately invited Ying Shanhe to go to Yingzheng to complain, they were sent to jail by Mo Jun that night, and they were beheaded for public display the next day, after their families were ransacked.

   All the remaining officials who were involved in the 'tax evasion and tax evasion' case have now cast a huge shadow on Mo Jun.

   After all, he is a powerful and cautious person.

  Who can not be afraid?

  Hearing this person say these words, many people below suddenly showed expressions of emotion on their faces.

  The wealth of these landlords and nobles is extraordinary. Even though Mo Jun has bought all their real estate now, the wealth they have accumulated in the past and the remaining ways to make money are enough to support them for three generations.

  Now they have felt how terrifying Mo Jun's power is. Under such circumstances, it is only natural for them to want to surrender and lose half.

   "Perhaps, we still have a chance."

  Just when many people were already planning to agree with the 'surrender', suddenly, Lu Boli, who had been silent all along, finally spoke his first words since he came here.

  As soon as this remark came out.

  The eyes of the rest of the people gathered towards him and said, "What opportunity?"

Lu Boli's eyes flickered coldly, and he said slowly: "Not long ago, a person contacted me. This person's power in Qin State is almost comparable to the current one in Hanzhong. If we can get his help, we will definitely be able to get back a justice."

  After listening to Lu Boli's words, the eyes of the others moved slightly, but they didn't immediately agree.

  Because they knew that Lu Boli hadn't finished speaking.

  Everyone thought for a moment.

  Afterwards, "Jing Cheng", the head of the Jing family, said, "What conditions?"

  Lu Boli glanced at him and said, "Money! That one needs a long-term and stable 'money bag'."

  Lu Boli's answer did not surprise everyone.

Nothing is free in this world.

  Many of them are businessmen. So they are naturally very clear that the best way to maintain the stability of the relationship between the two parties is never to rely on so-called 'feelings'.

   but 'benefits'.

   Only a long-term and stable "interest exchange" can be exchanged for a long-term and stable "relationship".

   After a while.

   After thinking about it for a while, Jing Cheng slowly stretched out a hand and said, "50%, as long as I can get all the property back, I can give 50% of the benefits every year in the future. This is my greatest sincerity."

  Jing Cheng is obviously also aware that the 'backer' they found this time is not at the same level as before.

   And if you want to satisfy such a character, you naturally can't make small troubles like before.

  So when he opened his mouth this time, he directly gave an astonishing amount.

   This amount made many landlords and nobles present couldn't help being shocked.

  Only Lu Boli's expression was quite calm. After hearing Jing Cheng's words, he just nodded lightly, indicating that this amount is okay, and then said the same: "Then let's limit it to five percent! What's your decision?"

  Lu Boli looked at the other two patriarchs of the old nobles, Sun Zuo and Yan Boxun.

  Among them, Sun Zuo gritted his teeth and said, "50% is 50%."

  Sun Zuo obviously became cruel, after all, after this incident, he also understood the importance of power.

   But at his age, it is impossible to abandon business and enter politics, and make a big difference in the official career.

  That being the case.

  Then it is also a good choice to spend money to provide a powerful enough'backer'.

  As for 'Yan Bosun', the last of the four old nobles, after a brief consideration, he slowly put down the teacup in his hand, and then embraced the other three.

   "The old man is getting old, and the next thing, the old man will not be involved, the three please go ahead."

   Say it!

  Yan Boxun put one hand behind his back, turned and left the room.

  Seeing Yan Bosun stand up, a dozen or so representatives of small landlords and aristocratic forces below, soon stood up one after another, five or six of them, and after hugging the crowd, they also left one after another.

   Seeing this, the rest of the people neither blocked nor felt angry, they just watched calmly.

  This is the case in the business field.

  Cooperate if you can talk, and cooperate next time if you can't.

   Besides, Yan Boxun's abandonment of this cooperation was originally expected by Lu Boli.

  After all, Yan Boxun's Yan clan was originally the family with the least property among the 'Five Great Old Nobles'.

  The wealth of the Yan family mainly relies on commercial acquisition. As for land property, since the Yan family took root in Hanzhong, they have only bought tens of thousands of acres symbolically, and have not spent much thought on grain fields.

  So this time Mo Jun bought the grain fields of the major noble landlords, the loss of the Yan family is considered to be the smallest.

in this case.

   There is absolutely no need for Yan Boxun to fight Mo Jun to the death.

   But Lu Boli was different. This time, he not only lost nearly 300,000 mu of grain fields in the hands of Mo Jun, but was also forced to kill his own servants with his own hands, and paid 10,000 gifts.

   It can be said that in the hands of Mr. Mo, Lu Boli not only lost his face, but also lost face.

In this situation.

   Unless Lu Boli is willing to bear this huge loss and move out of the Hanzhong area, he must fight Mo Jun to the death.

   Wait until all the other people who are unwilling to participate in this operation leave, and the rest will continue to discuss.

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   Mid-May.

  In a temporarily rented courtyard.

  Fourteen children sat upright in the room, reciting "The Analects of Confucius".

   And outside the room.

  Another sixteen children, the oldest being fourteen, and the youngest ten years old, were striding their horses under the scorching sun. Jian Jiuyuan stood at the front of the crowd, staring at everyone in front of him like a sharp sword.

  The sunshine in May of this year was already quite poisonous. However, even though the sixteen children were sweating profusely, and some of their skins were even burned by the sun, none of them complained of suffering or tiredness.

  The sixteen children were like tree stumps, silent, soundless, standing firmly on horseback, standing under the scorching sun.

  Jian Jiuyuan looked at the sixteen children in front of him. Although his expression was still indifferent, if you observe carefully, you will find that his eyes are full of relief.

  Perhaps it was because they had seen **** before, which led to the willpower of these children far exceeding that of ordinary people.

   Martial arts practice should have given priority to talent.

But because Mo Jun has too many 'elixir' and 'rare treasures' here, unless he is the kind of extreme genius, as long as he has a little bit of talent in martial arts, Mo Jun can use a pile of 'elixir' to get rid of it. People piled up to the second-rate limit.

   As for the first-class state, it requires a little bit of luck and perseverance.

Therefore.

  For Mr. Mo, if you want to take the road of martial arts, the most important thing is not talent, but loyalty and will.

   "Okay, come and drink medicine!"

   After an unknown amount of time, Jian Jiuyuan opened a 'sundial pocket watch' given to him by Gongshuchou, looked at the time, and said coldly.

  Heard Jian Jiuyuan speak.

  Sixteen children stood up immediately. Although each one of them felt sore and weak, they still managed to come to Jian Jiuyuan, lined up, and each received a bowl of blood-like red potion.

   "This is a good thing. If you change these medicines to other places, you can't buy them even if you have money. Give me a little more, drink as much as you can."

  Looking at the vat of scarlet medicine in front of him, even Jian Jiuyuan couldn't help flashing a hint of envy in his eyes.

To know.

  Even when he was the young master of Yujianmen, he had never been so extravagant in practicing martial arts.

  These blood-like medicines seem ordinary, but they are actually made by the medicine ghost with the great tonic "Blood Ganoderma lucidum" and the blood of the "Poison Spirit Blood Snake".

  If this barrel of medicine is placed outside, it will be a good thing that money can't buy.

"one more bowl!"

"me too!"

  "Spiritual Blood Potion" is powerful, but the taste is the only drawback.

  Although none of the sixteen children who took the medicine complained, most of them didn't drink the medicine fast.

  However, while the others were holding their breath and pouring the medicine into their mouths, two people had already started asking for a second bowl.

   The two children who finished drinking first were a boy and a girl.

  The boy was tall, but his gaze was quite calm. He was the oldest of the sixteen children, and he was also the first child who asked to leave with Mo Jun in the Nanjun Orphanage.

  The girl is slender, with dark eyes, and only one arm.

  The 30 children brought from the Nanjun Orphanage, after preliminary training, Mo Jun divided them into two small classes, civil and military.

  Most of the physically disabled children were assigned to the 'Wen Dao Class'.

  But the twelve-year-old girl in front of me is the only exception.

  When the class was divided, this little girl was not strong, but her willpower was the most determined among all the girls, and she was also the most ruthless one.

  At the beginning of the class placement assessment, even though she was beaten bloody, she still did not choose to enter the 'Wen Dao Class'.

  Finally, Mo Jun made an exception.

  Let her join the 'Martial arts class'.

   As for these two people being the first to finish drinking the 'Spiritual Blood Potion' every time, Jian Jiuyuan was obviously no stranger to it, so he didn't say anything, and directly added another bowl to each of them.

  The two took the big bowl and bowed respectfully to Jian Jiuyuan.

   Then he returned to the crowd, staring blankly at another direction of the courtyard.

   There, there is a huge jujube tree.

   And under the jujube tree.

  Mr. Mo wore a simple white robe and sat on the grass in a casual posture. At the same time, he held a brush and a wooden board in his hand, writing and drawing from time to time.

  Mr. Mo is formulating the next development plan for South County.

   Now that the basic framework of [Xinmofu] has been built, it is time for the craftsmen of the Gongshu family to add a little bit of detail to [Xinmofu].

  The headquarters of the [Xiongidemo Chamber of Commerce] and the [Farm], which is located next to the [Xinmo Mansion], have also begun to lay the foundation.

If [Xinmo Mansion], [Farm Farm], [Chamber of Commerce Headquarters], [Reservoir]... are all built, and there is no new 'living water' injected into Hanzhong County, I am afraid it will be very difficult here. A little splash of water will soon dissipate invisible.

   But it is not easy to attract new 'living water'.

  Mr. Mo thought for a long time.

   It turns out that no matter which method is used, one aspect cannot be escaped in the end.

  That is—traffic.

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  (end of this chapter)