I can see the book of life and death

The family can provide you with great help when you need it, just like the recipe of Yu Hu Chun.

But at the same time, when you are needed, you will also have to pay huge efforts and costs.

This is a double-edged sword.

Zhang Mingtu realizes this very clearly. If he is on the right path, he doesn't mind helping the family, but if he goes to the other side, he will be in trouble.

The banquet was quite grand, and not only the many bodyguards from the Weiyuan Escort Bureau and members of the Zhang family, but also the famous big shots in Jianyi would all send their stewards or attendants to attend.

Those with a closer relationship may even come directly in person.

Escorts rely not only on force to navigate the world, but also on human sophistication.

Weiyuan Escort Bureau has been in contact with various families for many years, and even Longmen Escort Master sent people to congratulate him.

It is said that colleagues in the same industry are enemies, but the superficial harmony can still be maintained.

Surrounded by everyone like stars holding the moon in the middle is Zhang Tuyuan, and everyone who comes will congratulate him.

Zhang Tuyuan was also holding wine and toasting one by one, looking quite impressive.

What I got was the Zhang family’s current specialty, Yu Hu Chun, which has already gained a certain reputation.

Zhang Mingtu watched him paying respects to those big shots and toasted with a glass in his hand. For a moment, he remembered the gatherings he had held when he was just working as a cow horse in the society in his previous life, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Sure enough, a society similar to ancient Chinese civilization would have these customs and culture. Judging from this drinking capacity, I will definitely be a good master in the future."

Although Zhang Mingtu was muttering in his heart, he didn't feel any envy.

Judging from his induction, Zhang Tuyuan has made faster progress than what he saw twice before. At this time, there may be better nourishing prescriptions, and he has reached the peak of the bone forging level, but he is still far from the Yijin level.

Some effort.

From Zhang Mingtu's point of view, it would take about half a year of polishing to truly step into marrow cleaning and blood transfusion.

The family was lively and lively, but Zhang Mingtu didn't pay too much attention to it, but was thinking about the grain boat gang.

"I remember that Wang Mazi seemed to be in the grain boat gang. Later, he fought to the death to stand up for me. It was not because I saved him, but because I saved his mother."

Zhang Mingtu recalled the memory of the Zhang family being destroyed due to Yu Huchun ten years later. That seemed to have happened a long time ago.

He was surrounded and killed by such officers and soldiers, covered in blood, and was dragged out of the pile of dead by Wang Mazi.

"At that time, Wang Mazi seemed to have been seriously injured due to fighting with others in the gang, and his physical strength was no longer enough, so he gradually drifted to the fringes of the gang. In bad years, his mother was about to starve to death. It was I who gave him and his

His mother’s few mouthfuls of food seemed to have saved his mother’s life…”

There are too many memories and they are too complicated for Zhang Mingtu to distinguish them clearly. The main reason is that he did too many of these things during the disaster years. With his moral sense as a modern man, he could not bear to see people starving to death.

Moreover, Zhang Mingtu felt that he did not do much, and many people died of illness and starvation. He just gave a chance to those who were in good condition.

"You can ask Wang Mazi to help you inquire and see if there are any clues about the monsters."

"Also, Ruihai should give us some more news."

Watching the head of the Longmen Escort Bureau and the patriarch Zhang Jiji toast each other, talking and laughing, there was no clue that the two were colleagues or enemies.

But Zhang Mingtu knew the situation behind the two.

They are enemies in the same industry, not to mention that the two escort agencies are still in the same place and not far away. Both of them are eager for the other to close down immediately and accept all the other's business.

But even if secretly, I wish the other party would disappear immediately, on the surface, my efforts to maintain it are still quite good.

Traveling around the world, if an escort has to go back and forth with a sword every time to move an escort, then no escort will be willing to escort the escort after just one or two trips.

People often make money by being harmonious, spending a little money to manage various heroes and official connections.

The green forest heroes are also unwilling to fight for life and death every time, and they are also willing to charge less money if they pay homage to the dock, so they can make peace with each other and make money.

After all, life is not a game, you only have one chance.

The real world is not like in movies and TV shows, where just one escort can silence everyone in the escort agency, killing people at every turn.

"Longmen Escort Agency is quite fast. Maybe I'll give it to Longmen Escort Agency next time!"

Zhang Mingtu pondered for a moment and felt that this method should be good.

I have had this experience once, so the Longmen Escort Bureau must be familiar with it, and the next one will be faster.

"For people like Rui Hai, their families and relatives should also have a better ending."

If it hadn't been for someone like Rui Hai, Zhang Mingtu might not have found himself in Jinyiwei at all.

And it’s not just Rui Hai. Zhang Mingtu has found after several attempts that when he really wants to do something, he will encounter huge obstacles, but at the same time, the superiors will also give him a lot of support. This is the case for him, and the same is true for Rui Hai.

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"Although Daxia is corrupt, it is not truly corrupt beyond redemption."

If possible, Zhang Mingtu was not willing to stand on the opposite side of the court and formally fight Daxia directly with the lives of all people.

With the ability to peer into the future through the book of life and death, Zhang Mingtu felt that he might really have the ability to recreate the world.

But he could not imagine how many corpses there would be along the way.

Face to face with the imperial court that has been in existence for more than 800 years and has countless resources.

Many of the people and things he cares about that he wants to save may turn into corpses.

If possible, Zhang Mingtu would rather use a gentle and silent method to find the thick sores and pustules in Daxia, and then scrape the bones to cure the poison.

This is like after he worked as a cow and horse in society for a year, he deeply understood that he was not born in Rome, but was just a cow and horse.

As for all living beings, as far as he could see, the people he was familiar with in Jianyi, Uncle Ji Li, his parents, the patriarch Zhang Jiji...

The vast majority of people find it difficult to survive in a turbulent society and amidst huge changes. Even Zhang Mingtu cannot guarantee it.

"I am just a mortal. Where are the characters in novels, movies, and TV series who are free and easy, but they need to be restrained everywhere, and everything needs to be changed..."

Zhang Mingtu thought to himself that he really couldn't stand those people who bullied and dominated the market in the land of fish and meat, and he was willing to do something within his power, as long as it didn't endanger himself or his family.

After all, he is still alive in this world.

Let him directly eliminate An Liang and act chivalrously. If someone wipes his ass and he does everything reasonably and legally, it won't have much impact, and no one will take revenge on his family.

He also dares to do it boldly, but if no one is there...

"If no one is there to guide me, I will at best be a keyboard warrior. After all, I am still timid."

Zhang Mingtu sighed secretly, but he was not too frustrated.

This is the way the human heart is, and this is the way human nature is.

The real heroes and warriors are always in the minority, and he is just the majority.