Chapter Ninety-Seven: Retreat (First Update, Ask for Recommendations.) )
At this time, Ning Caichen was high and was a high-ranking official in Jinhua. And the nine visitors, lowly to the dust, are ants under a bumpy fate. They don't have anything precious, the only thing they can put on the table is their own lives.
That's right, they put their lives in the hands of Ning Caichen, and the future rise and fall, honor and disgrace, life and death, all have to be determined by the other party's will. But none of them regretted it, and no one hesitated, because this was their only chance to get rid of their humility.
The martial arts hall was established because of nine people who were not very strong, and could even be said to be poor. On the same day, Ning Yi and Zhang Rong also joined in. It was only at this time that Ning Caichen found that there were too few talents around him, and the establishment of Wenjiang Pavilion was even more distant.
At this time, there is not much time left for him, and he can't improve his strength as a whole, so he can only rely on him to gain absolute strength to suppress the luck of the whole clan.
Study, cultivate, get the know-how, break the pulse...... Ning Caichen locked himself in the attic, fed on the chalcedony pill, quenched his thirst with water, and cultivated silently by refining the spirit crystal obtained by Xiao Qian's spiritual ginseng.
He didn't care about the passage of time, he just divided his practice and rest according to day and night. It wasn't until the last spirit crystal turned into ashes and scattered that he suddenly realized that he had completely opened up the two canons of the Zutai Yin and Spleen Sutra and the Zushao Yang and Gall Sutra, with a total of eighty-six acupuncture points.
Since then, the twelve righteous scriptures in his body have been mastered by ten of them, and the true qi is as vast as a sea of smoke, endless, and every cell in his body is filled with a feeling of strength and expansion.
A strong sense of satisfaction filled his mind, and he resisted the cheesy urge to look up to the sky and howl, got up, and walked down the attic.
When the patriarch came out, the entire Ning family was boiling, with lanterns and feasts, as if celebrating the New Year.
The children dressed in beautiful clothes and reveled in the joy of excitement. The representatives of the Ning clan and Wushan and one village gathered together, and the Luo family, as well as the families and sects that had a good sense of Ning Caichen, also sent representatives over.
Ning Caichen was very puzzled by such a grand situation, and after asking Zhang Rong, he realized that he had been in retreat for forty-eight days. In these forty-eight days, the new prefect came, Yang Shan left, the appointment of the thousand general manager he wanted to get arrived, and a large mess of things stayed.
Among these many things, there are many that cannot be handled without him. For example, the recruitment of thousands of generals, some very important choices in business, and the inexplicable suppression of the new prefect......
When he was in retreat, the Ning clan and the Luo clan were about to be crushed by these things, and now that he was out of the customs and had the backbone, they were able to get rid of that kind of torment, how could they not be excited?
"You're finally out of the customs, and if it's a little late, I'm afraid my family won't be able to cover it. In the courtyard, at the banquet, Luo Fu sat next to Ning Caichen.
Even when he heard this situation, Ning Caichen still did not dissipate the faint smile on his face, this is self-confidence from strength, and this self-confidence deeply affects the people who pay attention to him.
"The Dong family, united with the new prefect?" he turned his head and asked.
"Now with you as the axis, with your family's horse gang, various chain stores, and even the cotton textile factory as the link, there are too many forces united around the Luo family and the Ning family. Compared with it, the Dong family has fallen behind. In order to prevent Jinhua from surnamed Luo, the new prefect must reach an alliance with the Dong family. Luo Fu said with a smile.
Ning Caichen's expression was slightly surprised: "It's only fifty days, these three cornucopia have developed very strongly?"
Luo Fu glanced at him with a complicated expression: "It's not just powerful, it's terrifying." Especially after the families who have formed a good relationship with you become shareholders, these three cornucopia are changing dramatically every day. ”
Ning Caichen pursed his lips: "Who arranged this? Who is the leader of the horse gang? Who is the person in charge of the chain store? Who is the person in charge of the textile factory?"
Luo Fu glanced at the woman standing behind Ning Caichen: "This, it should be better for you to ask your maid." ”
Ning Caichen turned his head and looked at Zhang Rong, who had a gorgeous face: "I'm curious, you didn't leave Ning Mansion, did you really want to stay and be a maid?"
Zhang Rong smiled charmingly: "I have been a bandit leader for many years, I may not have other skills, but my ability to understand current affairs is first-class." Now that it's getting more and more chaotic outside, my real qi is gone, the acupuncture channel is sealed, and it is very likely that after I get out of the Ning Mansion, I will encounter some terrible things. Moreover, you have also become a three-rank imperial envoy...... I think it's better to follow you. ”
Ning Caichen chuckled and looked at the crowd of people who were gradually filling up in the banquet below: "Come back to the room with me in a while and report your achievements in the past dozens of days." ”
Under Luo Fu's weird gaze, Zhang Rong not only did not have any shyness, but licked/licked her lips amorous and muttered softly: "Perhaps, you can do something else." ”
Ning Caichen glanced at her lightly, pretended not to hear, and said to everyone: "I'm out of the customs, and many problems can be solved now." In business, any black claws that dare to reach out are knocked out, and there is no need to save face for anyone, and there is no need to care about such a thing.
What you can't solve, sort it out and report it to me, and I'll be the arbiter. After eating this meal, the thousand general recruits soldiers, and immediately executes them, selecting the strong from the five mountains and one village, and integrating them into the army.
As for the new prefect, I don't have to worry about him for the time being, if he does anything out of the ordinary in the future, I will personally teach him what the rules are. ”
After saying this, everyone was dumbfounded. They didn't understand, why did Ning Caichen do what seemed to them to need to be done with caution so simply, or even drasticly?
Isn't he worried about the reaction of the Dong family? And the reaction of the wealthy families who have joined forces with the Dong family? Doesn't he care what the prefect thinks? That is the head of a place, and he has great power in Jinhua.
Who gave him this self-confidence that could make him say such domineering, even arrogant words?
Seeing that everyone had a ghostly expression, Ning Caichen shook his head and said secretly in his heart: "An uprising that is enough to destabilize the court will break out soon, and the Qing Kingdom and Mongolia are estimated to be ready for war. This empire is about to decay and even collapse, an airborne prefect without roots and no source, hehe......"
Everyone waited for a long time, and saw that he didn't mean anything to explain, and there was even calm on his face, without any arrogance. It's as if what he just said is just stating a fact.
Countless people frowned, and in their hearts began to look for an explanation for this strange situation. They also knew that the current situation was turbulent, but they did not think that the empire would go down, so they deviated from the other direction in their thinking, such as the support of the Academy......
[ps: Still working hard for four more! Four more, ask for recommendation votes, ask for publicity, ask for rewards, ask for bags/raising!]