In the sixteenth year of Chongzhen, on the fifth day of December, it was sunny.

Xu Duan went out from the back door of the Qin Palace, as unnoticeable as when he came yesterday.

Soon, two sturdy men followed him from behind, who were Xu Dian's so-called brothers, and also the underworld that Zhu Cihong thought. The underworld is a very vague concept in the Chinese civilization system, because from the earliest feudal era, it is reasonable and legal to keep doormen, dead soldiers, and private individuals in captivity.

It was not until the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, in order to strengthen the imperial power and suppress this kind of arrogant wind either explicitly or implicitly, that later emperors gradually understood that this practice of appointing private individuals was really the natural enemy of the monarchy. As far as Zhu Cihong is concerned, if someone within an enterprise has a small group, it is basically a precursor to independence. Once this small group leader jumps ship, it has a ripple effect and is an absolute disaster for the HR department.

Even if it is not a job hop, the small group will put the interests of the larger group in the back seat. Just like the current Ming Dynasty, don't those gentry love this court that allows them to dig into the wall? Of course love! It's just that they love their own family, their own land, and their beautiful concubines more. Since Da Ming's order has been demoted to the back, for the sake of the more important things in front, isn't it logical to surrender Li Chuang, or shave his hair and be easy to obey?

However, Xu is a special case. Zhu Cihong clearly realized that this was an area outside the scope of his power, and it was no longer something that could be solved by a decree. If Xu Dian is loyal to the East Palace, if he wants to be efficient, he can only be given more powers. If Xu Dian is full-fledged and becomes the godfather of the Ming Dynasty in the future, then he can only allow the existence of this shadow kingdom within the limit.

Xu Dian didn't know that Zhu Cihong was thinking so far, he held Zhu Cihong's tea jar in his arms, and felt more and more that he had found a good boss. Far-sighted. The purpose is clear, the decision is made, and there are even some unscrupulous ruthlessness to achieve the goal. These personalities converge in one person, isn't that the hero? If he can get such a lord, even if he rebels, not to mention that he is still the rightful prince of the country.

"People are already looking at the restaurant." A few more brothers from the Golden Scale Society walked up. He gestured from afar to prove his identity.

Although Xu Dian didn't know them, he knew that they were his own people just by looking at this gesture. He didn't appreciate the crown prince's whimsy in his heart, but it really worked. The peak of the emergence of underworld organizations in China was after the fall of the Ming Dynasty, and a large number of them were generated through the anti-Qing Dynasty and the restoration of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Cihong, with his outstanding insight, brought out the regulations of the underworld organizations that had experienced bloody storms in later generations, and naturally had the advantage of surpassing the times.

These people didn't know Xu Dun either, and looked at this young scholar with curious eyes. They were just assigned by the "big brother" to find such a person and make such a gesture. Say something like that. If there is anything that Xu Dian missed when answering the prince just now, it is that he ignores the constraints of "mystery" on people's hearts.

When people join an organization full of mysteries, they naturally isolate themselves from others and become "aliens". In this heterogeneous circle, they have a more open way of communicating and enjoy more intimate relationships. Whether it is a cult or a pyramid scheme, it is only by cultivating this "alien state" that it can be expanded.

Xu nodded at them, his index finger and thumb making a circle. It means that a message has been received. He took the two brothers around a corner, and his eyes were open. It has arrived at the lively streets of Xi'an. Today is the day when the prince worships Zhang Zi at the Temple of Literature, even if he is not a scholar, he wants to join in the fun. The small traders with a keen sense of smell prepared their loads of goods early and began to sell them according to the agreed commonly known position.

Wanglai Restaurant is behind the Confucian Temple, and every township test is crowded with people. Or to discuss the scriptures, or to connect the news. Business has been very good.

Xu Dian entered the restaurant, and heard the Sichuan sound coming from upstairs. He ignored Xiao Er's greeting and went straight upstairs to the elegant seat.

Upstairs, there is a row of four private rooms, and a pair of golden carp hangs on the door of one of them. Xu Dian pushed the door in without thinking, and the people inside looked at the door. A few even reached under the table, apparently ambushing the blades.

"In Xia Xu Jingxing." Xu Dian stepped forward and bowed: "This is General Luo." ”

On the main and guest seats sat a sturdy man, with a swarthy body. He stood up, not very tall, but from the pieces of flesh on his clothes, it was clear that this person was not small. In front of him was a half-gnawed roast chicken, and the bones were chewed to dregs, as if he was hungry.

"A certain Luo Yukun." This General Luo was dressed in brown, but he couldn't hide the bloody aura that flowed from it.

"General, please." Xu Danjing sat on the main seat, and the previous owner naturally avoided the seat.

Luo Yukun knew that this was the main master, but he was reluctant to put down the roast chicken in his hand, so he simply grinned: "What are you looking for me for?" He saw Xu Dian looking at the brothers around him, and said: "These are my brothers, we have always eaten meat together and drank wine together!" Say whatever you want. ”

Xu Dan smiled and said, "Actually, there is no one to see, it's just that I was also ordered to run errands, and I didn't dare to let the matter leak." ”

Luo Yukun shook the roast chicken in his hand and said angrily: "Lao Tzu is very dizzy!" What the hell, one or two can't do the master. ”

"Don't be impatient." Xu Duan said unhurriedly: "I can call the shots." 10,000 taels, 10,000 taels of snowflake silver. ”

Luo Yukun's hands trembled, and he said suspiciously: "With so much silver, what are you going to do!" ”

"Don't worry, it's not for you to rob your house, it's just for you to move somewhere." Xu Dian said with a smile.

"Where?" Luo Yukun asked.

"You," Xu Dian said word by word, "take your five thousand brothers and go directly to Shandong." This ten thousand taels of silver is the deposit, and when you arrive, there will be another ten thousand taels. ”

"Lao Tzu is dizzy!" Luo Yukun scolded: "Who are we when one or two? The Ministry of War transferred us to Beijing and intercepted us in Xi'an. You came here and asked me to go to Shandong again! Enter him as an immortal board, and if you don't make it clear, Lao Tzu won't go anywhere! ”

Xu Dian was not annoyed, took out an envelope from his arms, and pushed it in front of Luo Yukun: "If you are literate, see for yourself, if you are illiterate, I will read it to you." ”

Luo Yukun squinted at Xu Dun, grabbed the envelope, pinched it gently, and pulled out a letter from his mouth. He nonchalantly wiped the letter with his oily hand, and after only one glance, he held his breath.

This is a handwritten letter from the East Palace, which not only has an order for Luo Yukun to transfer to Shandong, but also a promise to his future. Zuihou, a big red seal, is clearly engraved with the seal characters that Luo Yukun can't recognize.

"It can't be fake, right?" Luo Yukun has never seen the seal of the crown prince, and God knows if it is these five words.

"It's crazy to make this fake." Xu Dian smiled: "This is a great crime to exterminate the clan. ”

"Lao Tzu is very dizzy, since it's ......" Luo Yukun paused, "Let's go, why don't you send a document from the Ministry of War?" ”

"I don't want people to know." Xu Dan said simply and clearly.

The East Palace has the power to control the camps, but whether it can be controlled depends on personal ability.

It is not difficult to mobilize a force, it is nothing more than to eat and drink enough to make them work hard, but if you want to take an idle step and transfer troops from the front to the rear, then there are some problems. First, it will expose the prince's desire to divide the territory too early, second, it will also attract the commotion of the front-line soldiers, and third, it will prevent this 5,000-strong Sichuan army from being intercepted by a feudal official again.

"Where's the grain and grass?" Luo Yukun said: "This 10,000 taels is at most a military salary and some winter clothes." ”

"I'll go with you, and everyone will eat mine." Xu Duan didn't mind Luo Yukun's lion opening his mouth, compared to dead silver, it was more important to be alive.

Luo Yukun held the oily secret decree, and felt that this young scholar was very unreliable. However, 10,000 taels of silver is not a small amount, and 5,000 brothers Baba came out of Sichuan, and they didn't even have winter clothes for the winter. If there is such a sum of money, it will be able to live. Alas, in today's world, as long as the silver is true, what does it matter if it is the decree of the East Palace? Could it be that 5,000 elite soldiers can still let this kid be sold?

"When are you leaving?" Luo Yukun asked.

Xu Dian stood up, glanced at the wine and food on the table, and said, "Finish eating quickly, and leave after eating." (To be continued......)