In a bright hall in the back house of the Ganzhou City Government, after the last person who should come, the doors and windows are closed, and there are thick curtains, the sun is empty, and there are no clouds, but this bright hall is dark and dark. If it weren't for a few small lights flickering, I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to see each other's faces clearly.

Countless guards patrolled around, but none of them approached Mingtang. Their job is to make sure that the conversations of the big men in the house do not fall into the ears of an outsider, who is also known as themselves.

"Ming Gong, what do the eunuchs of the East Factory mean? The dragon crossed the river, do you want to change the world in this Ganzhou city?"

Jia Zheng raised his arms and shouted, his hair was stretched, and he was extremely angry: "My son is dead, it doesn't matter, I still have two, I can still have another life." But there are still people outside who have been killed and turned into a desperate household, what should they do? Ladies and gentlemen, please show me a clear path for the sake of our peace and respect!"

When Jia Zheng said this, he bowed down in his robe, slammed his head on the ground, and no longer raised it, waiting for the answer of everyone present.

On the one-acre and three-point land in Ganzhou City, Jia Zheng can be regarded as a leading figure, although he is just a medicinal herb merchant, but the business is big, and his status is naturally different. In addition, he can be a man, is good at talking, and is very comfortable in the upper class circle.

It is precisely because of this that he will be pushed by the people outside to "plead".

In fact, how things are going on, where is he still used, everyone here already knows in their hearts, and letting him in is just to give him an attitude.

In the eyes of these superiors, if possible, of course, they should take care of the people below, but if it is really necessary, a group of peddlers and pawn-like characters will throw them away, and what do they need to worry about?

The current situation is like standing at a three-way intersection, one is the enemy, the other is retreating, and the other is forbearance. After figuring out the pros and cons, it's time to make a decision.

"Don't look at Dongchang in this Ganzhou city with a group of mourning dogs, eating food depends on our faces, but this is just because Luo Fulai is not good, when he first came, he was scared by us, and now Dongchang has a commander, a master, a deputy director, and two stalls, and there are three thousand black-hearted guards outside the city, Jia Zheng, you want us to call the shots for you, but the price is too great, you have to give us a little time to think about it." ”

Ganzhou Jinyiwei suppressed Bi Tianhuo's voice rough, seemingly straightforward and hearty, but behind the scenes, the conspiracy and calculation, the reputation of the catty and calculating can be more than three points more than the reputation of his pacification envoy, as soon as he opened his mouth at this moment, he saw blood, saying that it was time to consider, in fact, the key is the sentence "the price is too great", this is to Xiang Jia Zheng.

Jia Zheng naturally didn't understand what Bi Tianhuo meant, so he didn't dare to pretend to be stupid, so he said directly: "Master Bi, when the villain came in, he had already talked to everyone in charge, everyone had the same meaning, as long as we can get out of this breath, we are willing to carry it no matter how big the price is, and there is no other word." There is also a statement that the heir said, as long as you can say it, they will do it. There is no hesitation to go bankrupt. ”

"What's this, do we still lack your little money?" A man from the Western Regions dressed as a merchant here shook his fingers and said in a strange tone: "Your money is actually just a little soup that we leaked, and usually taking advantage of you is just a favor, and now it's not interesting to talk about money." ”

Hu Shang's name is Sebas, he is the second leader of the Western Regions Business Alliance, and when the Western Regions merchants enter the customs, seven out of ten will be shipped from his hands, so he naturally has the confidence and strength to say this kind of words that are not bad for money.

"Master Bi. Sebas looked at Bi Tianhuo and said suspiciously: "I don't understand the affairs of the Central Plains, but I came to Ganzhou, and the guards brought a few people with me, all of whom are masters. It's just that what did you say, what kind of three thousand black heart guards did they bring?"

Everyone here is not very well-informed about the news of the Central Plains Jingshi, and they have never heard of the name of Hei Xinwei, so this kind of thing can only be asked to Bi Tianhuo, who was born in Jinyiwei, and I believe that only he can give an answer.

"The Black-Hearted Guard... Scold. Bi Tianhuo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master Ji sent a message about Dongchang to a certain family not long ago, and this black-hearted guard was mentioned. ”

Looking around at everyone, Bi Tianhuo said solemnly: "Dongchang Black-hearted Guards, different from ordinary soldiers, they are all eunuchs. ”

"Eunuch, what else is there to be afraid of?" Sebas was puzzled: "Eunuch is not even a man, it is not good to pee, and he can still kill people with a knife?"

"You don't know anything about the beard. Bi Tianhuo explained: "I don't know where the Dongchang factory got a book of peculiar martial arts, what the name we didn't say, but Jin Yiwei inquired in many ways, and he has some understanding of this martial arts." 、

The martial arts practiced by this group of eunuchs are actually not magical skills, at best, they can only make a person reach the second-rate level, and they have to practice diligently for more than ten years. ”

"After more than ten years of hard work, the establishment of the East Factory has not been ten years now, so their kung fu is not high?"

"No, quite the opposite. Bi Tianhuo shook his head, his voice bitter: "One of the characteristics of their kung fu is that people with the same cultivator sect kung fu can superimpose each other's skills. ”

"Stacking powers?"

"Yes. Superimposing. Bi Tianhuo nodded: "You all know a little bit about martial arts, and you should also know that everyone's internal force contains their own essence and spirit, and they are incompatible with each other." If it crosses into someone else's body, the slightest mistake will end up going mad, even if you practice the same kind of kung fu.

But the kung fu practiced by the group of eunuchs outside the city just broke this ban, and each other's skills can be perfectly superimposed, that is to say, about ten third-rate people with martial arts can be superimposed on each other, and the power of their shots can reach the second rate, and three thousand people who have practiced this martial arts, think about it yourself. ”

"No, it won't," Sebas was inexplicably frightened: "Three thousand people together, even the Great Elder of Flying Eagle Mountain is afraid that they will also be bombarded to scum, so aren't they invincible in the world?"

After a long time, a black-clothed scribe spoke, "It's not that exaggerated. The battlefield is changing in an instant. If the two armies are hedged, where will they have 3,000 people working together? Under the situation of fighting separately, I am afraid that it will not be so big. ”

"It doesn't matter if it's big or not, the important thing is that General Wu, are you sure?" Bi Tianhuo looked at the black-clothed scribe who spoke out and asked in a deep voice.