In the twenty-eighth year of Zhenghe, October 15.

It has been more than half a month since Hong Fan saw the firearm with his own eyes.

The fifth strange vein of his Pure Realm has been opened up to more than ninety percent, and he will be able to break through in a few days.

In addition to cultivation, Hong Fan spends most of his time on "enlightened practice".

This is the beginning of October, Hong Fan and Liangzhou as a newly registered firm.

The site was selected for a newly bought farm outside Xijing City, and the first batch of personnel were partly from Jin Haihong's family and partly hired from Xijing.

As for the chief steward, it is served by Qian Hong.

The first generation of hot air balloons has been successful.

In order to persuade this quasi-"young supervisor" to devote himself to the field of firearms, Hong Fan spent three meals and ten catties of the best fire jade.

Zhuang Liren's side advanced equally smoothly.

Years ago, the first batch of technical backbones from Zhanzhou should be in place.

In the first half of next year, the first arquebus in Liangzhou may be produced.

But that's just the beginning of a long road.

First of all, we must understand the technical process.

Then from scratch to establish a complete system from raw material mining to product sales.

As for the small batch of musket-armed teams that can make a difference in the battle against the snake people, according to Hong Fan's most optimistic prediction, it may be five years from now.

At that time, he will be twenty-four years old, and if everything goes well, theoretically he has the cultivation of the innate middle and high ranks, and he will soon be on the heavenly list.

In short, the Enlightened Walk is a long-term project that costs money, takes time, and produces slow results.

Fortunately, Hong Fan is neither short of money nor lack of time.

Seven or eight days have passed since the beginning of winter, and the minimum temperature in Xijing is approaching freezing.

Every morning, early risers can already let out white air, and the window lattices and steps are gilded with silver frost.

For lunch, Aunt Liu roasted a whole sheep in a tandoor oven for two hours.

Hong Fan gnawed the whole sheep's hind legs, and went to the martial arts training ground for another time.

Then walked out with Zhan Yuanzi.

Today is the day when Xijing releases the four lists, and everyone gathers together.

It was not yet two o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still half an hour before the release of the list, but the flow of people on the road had already converged to the west.

The discussion along the road was full of the names of Qu Luoyi, Ao Zhiji, Cao Hanhai and others.

The intersection of the river at the west end of Xianzun Bridge is a rare open space in the streets of Xijing.

Not only is there a lot of people, but the view is also good.

Located here, the six-storey high place to find a line, is to be selected as the place to be released.

On the other side of the street, only a little shorter is a restaurant, and the owner was originally a famous master in the rivers and lakes of Liangzhou.

Lou has the same name as people, called "whale rider".

Hong Zhan and the others entered this building.

The crowd squeezed through the door, and they went up to the lobby on the second floor.

At the table near the window, Wu Ruyi, Lu Yunshi and several others had already taken their seats.

When the people arrived, there were nine people sitting at the twelve-seat table.

The waiter serves tea.

Hong Fan moistened his throat and poked his gaze out the window.

The view is wide and condescending.

Yaohe is at a glance, but there is no scene of thousands of sails in the first half of the year.

"Why is it so deserted?"

Hong Fan was very surprised.

The amount of water in the Yao River is not small, and the lowest temperature in Xijing in winter is only minus 10 degrees, so it will never freeze.

"That's it after Wang Chengxuan left at the beginning of the month."

Lu Yunshi replied.

"For every 100 boats on the Yao River, at least 50 are not 'taxed'."

"In the past, there were all kinds of cover-ups by the Zhou Agency, but now it can be regarded as being pulled out by Jin Ziming."

The "passing tax" in his mouth is the tariff, and the tax between Kyushu is thirty thousand dollars, and if it passes through the border of Huaiyang and other countries, it will be several times higher.

"It's so bold."

Hong Fan heard this and praised it.

It can be said that most of the prosperity of Xijing is maintained on the navigation of the Yao River.

To achieve this step, the pressure on all parties can be imagined.

"Who's to say it's not?"

Lu Yunshi picked up a piece of muffin cake and chewed it.

"You probably don't know what our team did three days ago."

"At the pier in the north of the city, I took Niu Dequan, the master of the Bihai Hall of the Fubo Gang, the one nicknamed 'Shenjiang Iron'."

This person, Hong Fan, has heard of it-the brother who worships the son of the farmer in the mouth of the grass on the grass.

"What did he do?"

He asked.

"It was said that it was related to a murder case two years ago."

Yuan Xuesong replied.

"After the person was brought back to the state department, the judge was sentenced to trial in a hurry."

"But now three days and three nights have passed, and there is still nothing to gain, probably in vain."

His tone was slightly mocking.

"Jin Ziming is not in a hurry."

Lu Yunshi swallowed the muffin cake and replied.

"When did the state guard yamen not deliver the impeachment memorabilia to Shenjing?"

"Speaking of our ministry alone, it's not just General Secretary Jian, I heard that even the admiral and the servant have some opinions."

He couldn't help but lower his voice.

"The above has its own ideas, but we have at least more martial arts in many cases."

Hong Fan replied, a little gloating.

For gangsters and the like, he doesn't have the slightest favor.

"Normally, that's the case."

Lu Yun inherited Hong Fan's words.

"But the matter from Gong Jin's side is more implicated, and the black and white are not so clear......"

"It's inevitable that there is a feeling of doing things for private people."

He said and glanced at his mouth.

Zhan Yuanzi agreed.

"No matter which way things come from, there should always be a right and wrong innocence in the end."

"In the case of Wang Mincai, we worked hard to arrest people with the banner, and the culprit also pleaded guilty, but in the end he was released."

He snorted.

"It's all in vain."

After saying three sentences, Zhan Yuanzi drank dry tea in one gulp.

Wu Ruyi and Bai Jiaci couldn't help nodding.

"Of course it won't be in vain."

Yan Yulin laughed and took the initiative to refill the tea.

"Without Wang Mincai, how could Duke Jin's order be issued by the Zhou Kai Agency?"

"That's right."

Lv Yunshi interface.

"But if I do something like this, I don't think it's worth it."

There was a bit of caution in and out of the words.

Hong Fan was quite surprised.

Lu Yunshi has a lot of problems - conceited, reckless, and good face.

But he is only cowardly and afraid of things.

"The surname Bai and the surname Jiang are not scaring you, how can you talk about a gang and still be so dignified?"

Hong Fan asked.

"Although Bai Taiping and Jiang Wenbai are not sons, they at least pay attention to the rules in doing things."

It was rare for Lu Yunshi to say good things for the sons of the family.

"The Fubo Gang is different."

"Don't say you're afraid, but no matter what involves them, it's always tricky."

He was serious.

"It seems that I know too little about these three religions and nine streams."

Hong Fan said, looking at Bai Jiaci.

"All I know is that they are very good at collecting protection money."

The four members of the first team looked at each other and smiled.

"Bullying the neighborhood or something, it's just a trivial matter."

Lu Yunshi continued.

"The boatmen of Xijing, the wharf husbands, and the gangsters of all sizes are all covered by the Fubo Gang."

"But they're not just powerful."

"If you look at the grievances and hatreds of half of the Liangzhou rivers and lakes as a net, the Fubo Gang is the knot in the center."

"Buy homicide, intelligence trading, black market smuggling...... It's hard not to go through them. ”

Hong Fan frowned.

"So Ao Zhixian was able to sit with Shen Tiexin that day?"

He remembered the incident of Mingyue Tower.

PS: My stomach is better than yesterday, but I still have nausea in the afternoon.

Strive to do another chapter in the evening.

(End of chapter)