In the Blade

Chapter 240: Money Surplus

"What a wonderful place..."

In the city of Songzhou, the old man Qian Yu was walking on the street with a cane. The wild surroundings not only did not cause this gentle old man any discomfort, but made him feel like a fish in water.

Qian Yu was originally the father of Qian Jin, the commander-in-chief of Yizhou. He was an aide to the former Prime Minister Jia Wen of the Southern Chen Dynasty. Like the Prime Minister Jia Wen, who is a descendant of the Yu people, the elder Qian Yu has also been practicing the skills of the Yu people who dominated the world in the past. The way of the sages - of course, it is different from the way of the sages taught in Taixue outside, which leads people to do good. The way of the sages they learned represents power in itself, and can even kill people.

But it is a pity that even with this weird skill that directly targets people's hearts, Qian Yu was unable to avenge his son. He had approached his son-killing enemy Du Chengfeng several times, but he never could. Kill that monster with tyrannical strength.

Facts have proved that the monster is not something he can deal with. Not only him, but also his boss, the Prime Minister Jia Wen who is far better than him, were all beaten to death by the monster on the Golden Palace.

The combination of old and new grudges made Qian Yu even more angry. He launched assassinations again and again, but what was left to him was just failure again and again.

"One day, one day..."

As the assassinations failed again and again, the hatred buried in Qian Yu's heart became deeper and deeper.

In fact, Qian Yu occasionally thought about whether his son was killed by Du Chengfeng. After all, facing an expert with such terrifying skills, even if his son was the commander-in-chief of Yizhou, his status was still a bit insufficient. Yes - but after thinking about the information brought back by the crazy monk Jing'an in the former prime minister's house, he still firmed up his thoughts.

There is no other reason. That crazy monk Jing'an is a brainless fool. How can a fool who does things with no brains lie to people about this kind of thing?

"So you have to master the power, you have to master enough power to kill that monster."

Qian Yu, who was already old, realized this fact very clearly.

But this time, it's not just Du Chengfeng who he wants to take revenge on. He is also his enemy now, and there is also Da Chen who is hunting down Jia Wen's remnants like him - everything they do is obvious. That's right. The aging Nanchen should have ushered in a revolution, but these Nanchen elders still chose to hunt them down, even to the point of death.

Then, I can't really blame him.

"Since you won't let us live, then don't even think about it."

The old man Qian Yu tightened his grip on the crutch in his hand.

And this is also the reason why he came to Songzhou.

Although Songzhou is located in a remote area, from the perspective of the north-south situation, it is still relatively in the hinterland of Nanchen. For those pursuing Nanchen, this is somewhat like being in the dark, not to mention that Songzhou itself also has With his own chaos, it is even more difficult to find someone in a place like this.

But the real reason why Qian Yu came here was not just that it was convenient to evade capture.

But because Songzhou Shanggui.

Since ancient times, Songzhou has had the custom of worshiping ghosts and gods - of course, this is a relatively pleasant way of saying it, but if it is an unpleasant way of saying it, it is superstitious. Although as a part of Dachen, Songzhou has also spread the teachings of sages for a while, these locals in Songzhou don't care at all about the things written in these books that lead people to be good.

Compared with those complicated words, people in Songzhou believe more in things they can see with their own eyes, such as those shocking sacrifices, such as those mysterious religious rituals... Even until now, people in Songzhou have thrown people into the river to worship the river god. , the tradition of praying for good weather.

They would rather throw people into the river than listen to scholars and build water conservancy projects.

Qian Yu, who used to work in the Prime Minister's Office, had nothing to do with this kind of thing. When he was still an aide in the Prime Minister's Office, he could only choose to appease and tactfully give in in a way that was acceptable to the locals. They want to believe that scholars are also useful - even if these stupid Songzhou people are still grateful to the Dragon King in the river in the end, rather than the scholars who racked their brains to draw hydrological drawings, at least the work can be handed over, even if .

But for Qian Yu now...the pains he suffered at work in the past have now become his boost.

Indeed, the people of Songzhou are stupid in terms of superstition, so stupid that even he, who used to be an official of Nanchen, could not accept it, but now he is no longer an official of Nanchen, and has even stood on the opposite side of Nanchen - so this bad thing in the past , naturally it becomes a good thing, it can even be said to be the best thing.

It is precisely because he is superstitious enough that he can easily deceive, and it is precisely because he excludes outsiders that it is easier to gather strength... Maybe he once wanted these Songzhou people to build water conservancy and build the countryside. These Songzhou people would think that they Scholars from outside are all liars and outsiders who need to be kicked out.

But now, if he, who speaks fluent Songzhou dialect, takes these locals from Songzhou to rob those from outside the state in the name of ghosts and gods, who would not follow him?

"Yes! That's it! Give it all to me!"

More than ten days later, Qian Yu, already well-dressed, waved his crutch and directed his bandits to break up the last resistance of the caravan in front of him.

Yes, in less than half a month, the old Qian Yu has become the second in command of the largest local bandit gang in Songzhou. Perhaps this is impossible for others, but for Qian Yu, who was originally a staff member, it is easier than drinking soup.

And this is just the beginning for Qian Yu. In the next two months, he will continue to train soldiers and unify the entire Songzhou with these bandits under his command - especially in the absence of the local military governor, whoever controls the local military force will be the uncrowned king of Songzhou.

"Since you all want me to die, I will live for you to see."

At this moment, Qian Yu was more vigorous than ever before.

Who said that you can't dominate the world when you are old! He can! Relying on his control over people's hearts, he will definitely be able to achieve this rare feat!

"Kill!"

Qian Yu, waving his crutches, was so heroic at this moment, he seemed to see himself commanding thousands of troops.

Until another convoy appeared on the road in the distance.

"Are there more people coming? Rob them!"

Qian Yu waved his cane in high spirits.

"Huh? Rob us?"

A five-meter-long fire blade immediately cut through the sky.

The second update is here, and everyone should go to bed early.

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Regarding the problem of low spirits, I plan to go to the Chinese Medical Hall these days. As long as I take medicine for a few months, everything will be fine.

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