Daily Life In Qin Dynasty

"Otherwise, let's forget about it!"

Some people couldn't help but retreat.

He was one of those people who was dissuaded by his 'backer' from troubling Mr. Mo again.

Compared with others, the 'backer' behind him can no longer be said to be dissuading him. To be precise, he should be explicitly prohibited from causing trouble to Mr. Mo.

From the previous exchange of secret messages between the two.

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

How did he know that his 'backer' was not only in awe of Lord Mo, but also more prepared to say 'fearful'.

Because his 'backer' was one of the officials who was invited by Lord Mo to govern the Su Neishi Mansion because of the 'tax evasion' case.

Since that time, the three people who privately invited Ying Shanhe to complain before Ying Zheng were imprisoned by Lord Mo that night. They were beheaded in public the next day, and their homes were confiscated and their clans were exterminated.

All the remaining officials involved in the 'tax evasion' case have now cast a huge shadow on Mr. Mo.

After all, he is a very powerful and petty person.

Who can not be afraid?

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

The wealth of these landowners and nobles is extraordinary. Even if Lord Mo has bought all their real estate now, the wealth they accumulated in the past and the remaining channels for making money are enough to support them for three generations.

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

"Maybe we still have a chance."

Just when many people were already planning to agree to 'surrender', suddenly, Lu Boli, who had been silent from beginning to end, finally said his first words after coming here.

As soon as this statement came out.

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

Lu Boli's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said slowly: "A person contacted me not long ago. This person's power in Qin is almost the same as the one in Hanzhong now. If we can get his help, we will definitely be able to get a person back." justice."

After hearing what Lu Boli said, the eyes of the others moved slightly, but they did not agree immediately.

Because they knew that Lu Boli had not finished speaking yet.

Everyone thought for a moment.

Then I heard "Jing Cheng", the leader of the Jing clan, say: "What are the 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 anyone.

Nothing is free in this world.

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

But ‘profit’.

Only a long-term and stable 'interest exchange' can lead to a long-term and stable 'relationship'.

After a while.

I saw Jing Cheng thinking for a while, then slowly stretched out a hand and said: "Fifty percent, as long as I can take back all the land, I can give out 50% of the profits every year in the future. This is my greatest sincerity."

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

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

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

This amount made many landowners and nobles present couldn't help but be shocked.

Only Lu Boli's expression was quite calm. After hearing Jing Cheng's words, he just nodded slightly, indicating that the amount was okay, and then said the same: "Then let's limit it to 50%! What's your decision?"

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

Among them, Sun Zuoyi gritted his teeth and said: "Five to fifty percent."

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

However, at his age, it is impossible for him to abandon business and join politics, and make great achievements in the official career.

That being the case.

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

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

"I'm old, so I won't be involved in what happens next. You three, please do as you please."

Say it!

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

Seeing Yan Boxun standing up, a dozen or so representatives of the small landowners and aristocratic forces below quickly stood up one after another, five or six of them, hugged everyone and saluted, and then left one after another.

When the others saw this, they neither stopped nor felt angry, they just watched calmly.

That's how it is in business.

If we can talk about it, we will cooperate. If we can't talk about it, we will cooperate next time.

What's more, Lu Boli had expected Yan Boxun to give up this cooperation.

After all, the Yan family of Yan Boxun is the family with the least land among the "five old nobles".

The Yan family's wealth mainly relies on business. As for the land, since the Yan family took root in Hanzhong, it has only bought tens of thousands of acres in a symbolic way and has not spent much thought on grain fields.

Therefore, this time Mo Jun purchased the grain fields of various noble landowners, the Yan family's losses were considered minimal.

in this case.

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

But Lu Boli was different. This time he not only lost nearly 300,000 acres of grain fields at the hands of Lord Mo, he was also forced to kill his own servants with his own hands and was compensated with a gift of 10,000 yuan.

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

In this situation.

Unless Lu Boli is willing to bear this huge loss and move out of Hanzhong, he will have to fight to the death with Mr. Mo.

After all the other people who were unwilling to participate in this operation left, the remaining people continued 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 being ten years old, were riding 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 this year has been quite fierce. However, even though the sixteen children were sweating profusely and some of their skins were even burned by the sun, none of them complained about suffering or tiredness.

The sixteen children were like tree stumps, silent, silent and determined, standing under the scorching sun.

Jian Jiuyuan looked at the sixteen children in front of him. Although his expression was still cold and ruthless, if you look closely, you will find that his eyes were full of relief.

Perhaps because they have seen hell, these children's willpower is far beyond ordinary people.

When practicing martial arts, the first priority should be your talent and bones.

But because there are too many 'spiritual medicines' and 'rare treasures' in Mo Jun's place, unless he is an extremely talented person, as long as he has a little talent in martial arts, Mo Jun can use just a pile of 'spiritual medicines' to defeat him. The crowds have reached the limit of being second-rate.

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

Therefore.

In Mo Jun's case, if you want to pursue martial arts, the most important thing is not talent, but loyalty and will.

"Okay, come here and drink the medicine!"

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

Hear Jian Jiuyuan speak.

The sixteen children stood up immediately. Although they all felt sore and weak, they still managed to come to Jian Jiuyuan, lined up, and each received a bowl of red potion that was as red as blood.

"This is good stuff. You wouldn't be able to buy these potions anywhere else, even if you have money. Give me a little more, and drink as much as you can."

Looking at the large bucket of scarlet potion in front of him, even Jian Jiuyuan couldn't help but have a flash of envy in his eyes.

To know.

Even when he was the young master of Yujian Sect, he had never had such luxury in practicing martial arts.

These blood-like medicines may seem ordinary, but they are actually made by the medicine ghost using the powerful elixir "Blood Ganoderma" and the blood of the "Poison Spirit Blood Snake".

If this barrel of potion were left outside, it would be a good thing that money could not buy.

"one more bowl!"

"me too!"

Although the "spiritual blood potion" is powerful, its only drawback is its taste.

Although none of the sixteen children who drank the medicine complained, most of them did not drink the medicine very quickly.

However, while others were still holding their breath and filling their mouths with medicine, two people had already started to ask for a second bowl.

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

The boy is tall, but his eyes are quite calm. He is the eldest among the sixteen children, and he was also the first child in Nanjun Orphanage to ask to leave with Mo Jun.

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

After preliminary training, Mr. Mo divided the thirty children brought from the Nanjun Orphanage into two small classes: civil and military.

Most of the children with physical disabilities were assigned to the 'literary class'.

But the twelve-year-old girl in front of him was the only exception.

When she was first divided into classes, although this little girl was not very strong, she had the strongest willpower among all the girls, and she was also the one with the most ruthless personality.

When she was divided into classes for the assessment, even though she had been beaten with blood all over her body, she still did not choose to enter the 'literary class'.

In the end, Mr. Mo made an exception.

Let her join the 'Martial Arts Class'.

Jian Jiuyuan was obviously not surprised that these two people were the first to finish the 'Spiritual Blood Potion' every time. Without saying anything, he just added another bowl to each of them.

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

Then he returned to the crowd and looked blankly in the other direction of the courtyard.

There, there is a huge date tree.

And under the jujube tree.

Mr. Mo was wearing a simple white robe, sitting casually on the grass, holding a brush and a wooden board in his hand, writing and drawing from time to time.

Mo Jun is formulating the next development plan for Nan County.

Now that the basic framework of [New Mo Mansion] has been completed, it is time for the craftsmen of the Gongshu family to come on board and add a few details to [New Mo Mansion].

The foundations of the [Xiong Chumo Chamber of Commerce] headquarters and [breeding farm] located next to [Xinmo Mansion] have also begun to be laid.

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

But it is not an easy matter 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 - transportation.

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