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Since Ximenqing went to Dengzhou Sailor Wharf, Wang Jie has no taste of food and sleeplessness, and he hates and fears the deputy envoy. ―. {2} {3} {w} {x}]

The servants who were deprived of an arm by the Zhu brothers that day were all members of the Wang family, and he also accounted for the majority of the profits from the previous trafficking of the Xiang army.

If Ximenqing just taught his own unabashed servants, Wang Jie would not take it to heart, and would only think that the other party was asking for a deserved filial piety, but even two ships of Goryeo merchants and soldiers were killed together, which made things much more complicated.

Thousands of miles for officials are only for money, but Wang Jie can't understand the reason for Ximenqing's self-cutting of his own money. According to the confessions of those servants with broken arms, the tragic situation of those Goryeo people when they died was like in front of them, as long as they thought of this, Wang Jie's heart couldn't stop chilling.

smelled the smell of danger, but didn't understand the cause of the danger, this is Wang Tuanlian's dilemma at the moment.

Two days later, Wang Jie sent his cronies to Tokyo, he was also the queen of Tokyo, Ximenqing was too big to provoke, so he had to find a way to go to the door and ask for a different place to make money.

This kind of thing is simply an innate ability for the children of generals like Wang Jie, after all, the generals are not better than doctors, relying on the shadow of their ancestors, and they can't go to the court, and it is serious to make more money. This is the testament of the ancestor of this dynasty, and no one can say anything!

With such confidence, Wang Jie was too lazy to go to the yamen of the logistics office to listen to the news, and the town stayed in his own house to spend all day drinking, as for the mud legs of the Dengzhou sailors, and he didn't care how he was!

For Wang Jie, Ximenqing didn't want to deal with it at this time, for fear that he couldn't help but use the knife on the spot when he saw this guy.

Nowadays, the entire Sailor Wharf has become a pot of boiling water, and countless craftsmen in Dengzhou City are employed by the logistics department to build a large number of construction projects here, led by Ye Chun, to build three docks on the wharf, the largest of which can even build a large ship of 4,000 materials. In addition, in an open space a mile away from the wharf, thousands of sergeants, relatives and some masons were also busy, and adobe houses began to take shape, and all the materials and wages were allocated by the yamen of the logistics office.

Lu Zai, the general judge of Dengzhou Mansion, heard about this kind of thing from his subordinates, and came over in person, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his face was full of joy. It's just that I don't understand what this reconstruction of Dengzhou Sailor has to do with logistics, and how Ximenqing is willing to invest such a huge amount of money.

"What? He wants to control the maritime trade routes of the Three Kingdoms! ”

Ye Chun, who was brought to Lu Zai, was still a little dissatisfied on his face, the construction of the big dock he had just commanded was a critical moment, but he was forcibly pulled away by the two officials of the General Judgment Mansion, in that situation, if he put on the shackles again, it would be like a prisoner, and at this time, facing Lu Zai, who was the initiator, the tone of his speech was naturally not good.

"My family said that the maritime trade route is the lifeblood of the two countries of Goryeo and Fuso, and if a copper comes out today, it will be repaid a hundred times and a thousand times in the future!"

In Ye Chun's eyes, Ximenqing can almost be equated with the old master Confucius in the eyes of scholars, and he believes in his words.

The scholars of the Song Dynasty for the economy, but than the later generations of those sour and rotten Confucianism on the innumerable, as a general judgment, Lu Zai for the people's livelihood has its own understanding, now the imperial court a year of income, commercial tax accounted for fifty percent, if a should be salt, iron, tea and copper into it, I am afraid that this proportion will be more amazing. It is common knowledge that the family of merchants is rich enough to rival the country.

Lu Zai naturally knew that the maritime trade route was a money route flowing with gold and silver, but if he wanted to control such a sky-heavy money flow path, the investment required would be astronomical for a remote state capital like Dengzhou. With such a scene in front of him, there is no money in front of him, so he doesn't even have to think about it, let alone the cost of subsequent construction and maintenance of warships at sea.

Although Lu Zai looked down on Ximen Qing from the bottom of his heart, he was still stunned by such a generous spending.

In the blink of an eye, it has been summer, Ximen Qing has arrived in Dengzhou for more than three months, and Cui Niannu, the fifth mother in Beijing, sent the news that Jingdong Qian Zhuang has opened, and the manpower required for Ximenqing is also fully prepared, and it can be spread to all the state capitals in Shandong at any time. In terms of logistics, the first one million pieces of goods have entered the inner treasury of the official family, and the son of heaven who has already drilled into the eyes of money is satisfied, and the holy decree of promotion is on the way, and the position of the deputy envoy of the logistics office has been regularized, and Xuandelang has been given the rank of scattered official.

The previous Ximen Qing was only a military officer from the eighth grade, and now he was promoted to three levels in a row, and Xuande Lang, who was the seventh grade, was regarded as a military officer to a civil official, which was a greater grace than the promotion of three levels in a row on the pin, and it also made the real name of the "Xianggong" called by his colleagues and subordinates when they saw him match.

Everything went smoothly on Ximenqing's side, and Wang Jie, who seemed to have been forgotten by the entire Dengzhou officialdom, also received the long-awaited order, and was promoted from Dengzhou Sailor Regiment to Zizhou Governor.

As for the position of the Dengzhou Navy Division, it was held by Huarong, the Zhizhai of Qingfeng Village, who had meritorious service in Qingzhou Pinggang, and after a few months, Song Jiang finally got the real position of Zhizhai. This transfer of positions and positions is naturally indispensable to Ximenqing's careful operation in the capital.

On the day he received the order, he received two years' salary from the state capital yamen, tied up, and led a group of cronies and dependents to leave Dengzhou City.

In fact, this kind of thing is also an example of the Xiang Army, and the deficit should be left to the next general to fill it, and so on, but it is always those who suffer from the loss of the Xiang Army.

However, for Wang Jie's house, Ximenqing has long been murderous, where can he tolerate his greedy brain full of fat to go to Zizhou to take office. As soon as he received the news that Wang Jie had left the city, a horse from the logistics office followed closely and plunged into Dengyun Mountain.

Two days later, at noon, when Wang Jie and his entourage were resting at a mountain stream because they were unable to walk because of a large amount of grain and grass, 300 sturdy bandits who had premeditated besieged the group here.

"Why? Why is this happening? ”

Wang Jie, who has served in Dengzhou for four years, also knows about the situation of bandits in Dengzhou, it is not a disaster year, there will be no bandits of such a scale at all, and even in those disaster years, although the number of bandits is large, but such a fierce person in front of him is simply one in a hundred.

In less than two quarters of an hour, all but the young woman were slaughtered.

"Why?"

Before he died, holding the tip of the spear stabbed between his chest and abdomen, Wang Jie was still puzzled.

Withdrawing back the barrel of the gun, Wang Jie fell to the ground softly, Shi Xiu stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "My benefactor Ximen Xianggong entrusted me with a greeting, go all the way!" ”