Here Jing Hong was uneasy when he received the secret letter of the flying arrow, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally went to find the ghost-faced man, but he didn't expect the ghost-faced man to laugh when he saw the secret letter.

"Hahaha, the opportunity has finally come!"

Jing Hong was puzzled.

"What does the elder mean by that?"

"Don't you see that this is an excellent opportunity to completely grasp the economic lifeline of Haotian." The Ghostface laughed in a hoarse voice.

This is obviously a big crisis for the Weiyun Chamber of Commerce, how can it be an opportunity, Jing Hong was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask again.

"Kaifeng, take out the wind order." The ghost-faced man instructed Kai Fengdao, who was accompanying him.

Wind Order? Jing Hong was shocked, how could these things that disappeared twenty years ago be in the hands of the elders.

Kaifeng took out the token from a secret box and placed it in the elder's hand.

"Jinghong, you should know the role of Fengyun Order."

Jing Hongqiang pressed the excitement in his heart, and said respectfully: "The Fengyun Order was created by Emperor Rongcheng, and the three major chambers of commerce are divided into three pieces. ”

"However, this token shouldn't be in ......" Jing Hong didn't dare to continue.

The elder's eyes were cold.

"This storm is good, but it can only be used once, if it is not a critical moment, it will not appear in the world, I have collected it for many years, and it is finally time to take it out."

"Can the meaning of the elders be made clear?" Jinghong bowed his head and said.

The elder picked up the token and looked at it.

"Since the Haotian royal family has decided to start destroying the foundation of Weiyun, it is better for us to plan and turn him upside down, so that the political situation of Haotian will be completely subverted."

"But we don't know whether this secret letter is true or not." Jing Hong frowned.

The elder sneered

"Whether it's true or not, just ask someone."

Jing Hong realized.

"You mean, that is, Mo Qinghe?"

"If my guess is correct, I'm afraid this letter is a reminder from him." The elder sneered. "Who doesn't want to chase fame and fortune, since he exchanges interests with you, he naturally wants to help you at this moment, if you can go to the next level in this court, it will be above the real ten thousand people."

Jing Hong understood the complex and profound meaning, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

"Do we really want to be enemies of the imperial court?"

Seeing Jing Hong's hesitation, the elder slapped the table angrily.

"How I raised you to the top back then, you won't forget it, you can sit firmly at the head of the line for so long, it's all up to me to maneuver around, now you and I are people in the same boat, if you let the restrictions be implemented, you are afraid that there will be no future!"

Jing Hong was frightened and hurriedly surrendered his hand.

"The elders' love for helping each other will not be forgotten, and it is a gaffe."

The elder's eyes were like eagle falcons, and he stared at Jing Hong for a moment, then waved his hand.

"Jimo Qing and there, you need to go there, this matter, there are many things to prepare."

Jing Hong said goodbye and immediately rushed to Jimo Qinghe's mansion, but unfortunately Jimo Qinghe was not in the house, Xiao Jin opened the door, saw that it was Jing Hong, and said after saluting.

"Gongzi knew that Jing Xingshou would come, and asked me to tell Jing Xingshou that he was a mortal and only wanted peace and wealth, and Jing Xingshou just took advantage of the situation."

In just one sentence, Jing Hong understood eight points at the moment, nodded and left, Xiao Jin saw Jing Hong go away and close the door, and jumped into the corridor.

"Childe, he's gone!"

Jimo Qinghe focused on the chessboard in front of him, and smiled lightly after dropping a piece.

"He must have understood what I said."

In Hanzhou, the month-long gambling game of Hongzhen Chamber of Commerce finally officially opened, Taichuan was triumphant, this month the turnover of his shops quadrupled, which in Hongzhen in recent years, no one can stand out.

Why hasn't that kid come yet, Taichuan went from smug to anxious, and the principals who sat in the circle talked about it, this kid won't run away because of the loss, thinking of this, Taichuan stood up and cleared his throat and prepared to speak.

"The head of Taichuan didn't wait for me to come, why did he stand up?" A clear drink came from outside the door, and everyone looked at the door, and Taichuan's face changed abruptly.

I saw self-cultivation dressed in a purple suit, holding a folding fan and slowly approaching from outside the door, staring at Taichuan with a smile.

Taecheon's eyes flashed with calculation.

"Self-taught son, this is late."

Self-cultivation hangs the child and arches his hand casually.

"I've been delayed in carrying things, so I'll make amends to you."