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He didn't go directly to Lu Yang, but interrogated several other scholars one by one. Among these four people, three of them were like He Jingzhi, and it didn't take much effort to obediently confide in everything they knew. Only one person was silent, and even when he was tortured, he only fainted in pain and did not speak.

This Fujian scholar named Jian Zhongyu made Du Gouer a little impressed. He didn't make much of a fuss about the other party, and after the men had fainted, he let the jailer keep an eye on him, and went to ask the last person, Lu Yang, who had been identified by all four confessors, who had provided the crossbow and planned the incident.

But when the jailer opened the door to Luyan's dungeon, Du Gouer realized that something was wrong.

"What's going on...... Call the doctor! Smelling blood, the dog barked.

The lamp slapped, and the Lujan fell in blood.

Du Gouer is an expert and can see that he committed suicide, as for the tool for suicide, it turned out to be a sharpened bamboo chopstick.

Committing suicide with this thing, the pain can be imagined, this Lu Yang actually has such a determination, which makes Du Gou'er even more high-minded.

"Give me a check, find out who this Lu Yang often interacts with, send someone to Xiangzhou, and check the situation at his house!"

After the doctor came to confirm that Lu Yang was dead, Du Gou'er said with a blank face.

But he was a little worried in his heart, people could commit suicide in the dungeon of MI9, and Zhou Quan knew about it, and he didn't know how to explain it.

"Idiots, rubbish, bastards, idiots!"

When Du Gou'er was worried, in Yingtianfu, Shen Fatzi was panting and scolding at the same time, and when he was tired of scolding, he picked up the porcelain cup in front of him and took a sip of tea, took a breath and continued to scold.

Now the value of glass has fallen, but the price of fine porcelain is still strong. The nouveau riche, who had made a lot of money in the process of industrialization, began to pay high prices to decorate themselves, and these porcelain, as well as gold and stone antiques, became their sought-after things.

The porcelain in Shen Fatzi's hand was one of them, he didn't know what the mystery of this porcelain cup was, he only knew that this thing cost him six thousand silver yuan.

For ordinary people, this is a sky-high price, and he may not be able to earn so much money after ten years of hard work, but for Shen Fatzi, this is nothing, he can make so much money every hour.

From the beginning of Zhou Quan's arrival in Diqiu, Shen Hetai, the fat man Shen, relied on his keen sense of smell and great courage to take refuge in the Zhou family father and son. Since then, his business has been booming, although he did not join the Donghai Chamber of Commerce and became one of the so-called Thirteen Pillars, but the iron products, cement and other industries controlled by his own hands have made him a lot of money.

When Zhou Quan colonized Japan and Goryeo, he followed the trend and made a fortune, and did business in these two countries, and then he further discovered a good industry, which was to sell Japanese women to others as concubines and maids. Japan is poor, and those women who can't support themselves have a way to live, and they are willing, and their families have also benefited, and they are even more kind to Shen Fatzi.

Since then, Shen Fatzi has been out of control, and now, he has sold Japanese women to Champa, Luzon, and even Huzhou - wherever there are Chinese immigrants, there are Japanese women he sells.

But that's just part of his vast estate.

Now kneeling in front of him is his son Shen Shiyi, he has played a lot of girls, but the one who was born with a handle is the one in front of him. This kid is also quite competitive, ten years ago he began to come out to help him do things, five years ago he asked him for a sum of money to do his own business, and now he has also earned a lot of money, and there is always an industry of 1.8 million silver yuan in hand.

So Shen Fatzi loves this son very much.

But this time, Shen Shiyi is in a big disaster!

Shen Shiyi, who was kneeling on the ground, was also a little fat man, trembling on his stomach at this time, and muttered: "Dad, I didn't expect that they would be so idiotic that they would pick Zhou Quan to do such a thing when he was there!" ”

"Call the king, call your highness, call the king!"

Shen Fatzi heard him mention Zhou Quan's name, jumped up angrily, raised his foot and kicked him twice.

"Yes, His Royal Highness King Ji!" Shen Shiyi coped with it like this, but the expression on his face was a little disapproving.

Unlike others, Shen Shiyi does not have much admiration for Zhou Quan. Shen Fatzi once told him how Zhou Quan played tricks to control Diqiu Yekeng, and in Shen Shiyi's opinion, Zhou Quan's ability is nothing more than that.

He will make money, right, but he Shen Shiyi will also make money, and it's not that he is boasting, he thinks he can make more money than Zhou Quan! Zhou Quan will only open source, but he will not throttle, so he earns a lot, spends a lot, and has a lot of expenses, in Shen Shiyi's opinion, it is not necessary at all, if he saves it, he can do bigger things.

If Zhou Quan just "wasted" himself, it would be fine, but he wanted other chambers of commerce and factories to be so wasteful!

This is what Shen Shiyi is most dissatisfied with, he feels that he makes money with his ability, why do he have to pay such heavy taxes, and care about the birth, old age, sickness and death of those hard workers?

"Daddy, I'm also doing this for our family's business, and I don't have more than one idea, if Ren Zhouquan continues like this, everyone's business won't be able to do much!"

"More than one? Is there anyone else but you, idiot? ”

Shen Fatzi was even more angry, Shen Shiyi played some tricks by himself, after all, in Zhou Quan's eyes, it was a trivial matter. But if you get involved with someone else, the meaning is different!

Under the rolling anger, he stood up suddenly, but this action made his head suddenly dizzy, and he pointed at Shen Shiyi and was about to scold again, but when the words came to his mouth, he was powerless to spit out anything.

Then he fell straight down.

Shen Shiyi knelt on the ground, feeling uneasy, although he had a hard mouth, but he also knew that today, there is no one who can confront Zhou Quan head-on, after learning that those stupid scholars fell into MI9, his first thought was also fear, and then he thought of his father, so he came to his father for help.

He just said that he was quite dissatisfied with Zhou Quan's policy, so he instructed a few scholars to sabotage the controversy, but he never thought that it was just such a "small matter", so he made his father angry. He heard a loud whirl, then looked up, only to see his father fall on his back like a mountain of meat.

Shen Fatzi is not young, he has been drinking too much for more than ten years, so his health is not very good, after he fell, the back of his head smashed on the teacup, and then kicked his feet straight. When Shen Shiyi saw this scene, he hurriedly jumped up, wanting to help his father, but at this time, Shen Fat Man only had air out and no air in.

Shen Shiyi touched his father's cold body, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he didn't make a sound for a while.

Because they were talking about extremely important things, there were only father and son in the whole house, and even in the entire courtyard. Shen Shiyi was in a daze, naturally there was no one else to help, and after a while, Shen Shiyi screamed and ran out with a rolling belt.

Instead of going anywhere else, he ran to his own little yard.

Shen Fatzi followed Zhou Quan very closely, even if he didn't agree with Zhou Quan's policy very much, but he was obedient to Zhou Quan's ability to make money, so when he learned that Zhou Quan was going to set the capital of Yingtian, he built a villa for himself in Yingtian without saying a word. Shen Shiyi ran back to his yard, came directly to the guest room, and gasped and shouted, "Oh no, no, Mr. Wu, no!" ”

One of the people sitting in his room turned his face and looked indifferent: "What's the matter?" ”

If Zhou Quan is here, he will definitely be no stranger to this person, it is Wu Jialiang, the former Liangshan military advisor!

Song Jiang and others were threatened by Zhou Quan, so they could only take refuge in Zhou Quan, but they were not allowed to reuse except for the treasure, and were even separated and sent to Luzon to deal with the local natives. Song Jiang himself had no problem with this, and he was now a large estate owner in Luzon and owned many land slaves. It was when he bought a Japanese slave girl that he had a connection with Shen Fatzi, and then Wu Jialiang also secretly communicated with Shen Fatzi.

Shen Fatzi himself was afraid of Zhou Quan, so although he had contact with Song and Wu, it was just to make their money. But his son Shen Shiyi secretly has a very close relationship with Wu Jialiang, because Shen Shiyi's career is inseparable from Wu Jialiang's support.

"My daddy, my daddy...... He's dead! Shen Shiyi said in a panic.

Wu Jialiang was also in his forties at this time, and when he heard this, he stood up suddenly, his eyes widened, revealing a look of urgency, and then asked about the details of Shen Fatzi's death.

After learning that he was angry with Shen Shiyi, Wu Jialiang let out a long breath of turbidity, and muttered with a wry smile: "It's really better to be a human being than a sky......

He glanced at Shen Shiyi, who was so anxious, that his eyes rolled: "What are you panicking about, although your father is angry with you, but as long as you don't say it, who can know?" You hurry back, before the servants find out, and scream that your father had died of a stroke! ”

Wu Jialiang knew a little about medical science, and felt that the cause of Shen Fatzi's death was very likely to be a stroke due to anger, so he came up with this idea for Shen Shiyi. Shen Shiyi was woken up by him, and suddenly realized: Shen Fat Man is only his son, and now that Shen Fat Man is dead, he is the master of the Shen family, and the master of millions or even tens of millions of yuan of income every year!

Among the richest people in the world, even if he can't be ranked in the top ten, he can still be ranked in the top 20!

As soon as he thought of this, the pain of losing his father suddenly faded, not only did it fade, but Shen Shiyi even felt that his father died just right!

"Even if that incident implicates me, maybe...... For my father's sake, Zhou Quan won't blame me? ”

Thinking of this, he also forgot that Wu Jialiang was still in front of him, and left in a hurry, and after a while, there was a wailing sound in the Shen family's villa.

Wu Jialiang packed his bags.

He originally wanted to use Shen Shiyi to coerce Shen Fatzi, but now that Shen Fatzi is dead, his plan is useless. Thinking that the previous investment might stop there, Wu Jialiang's brows furrowed tightly.

"Mr. Wu, where are you going?" He just walked to the door, but was grabbed by Shen Shiyi who ran from behind.

Shen Shiyi's eyes lit up, and without waiting for him to speak, he lowered his voice and said, "Now that the Zhenghe Iron Works is in my hands, what do you want my father to do...... I can do that too! ”