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Vol 3 Chapter 120: How to get out of low-level taste

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The lonely Shi Lang walked on the market in Guangzhou, aimlessly.

Tracking ships at sea is a very physical and energy intensive task.

He chased him from Humen to Penghu, and from Penghu to the East China Sea. He followed the three blessed ships and two armed merchant ships all the way, seeing them all the way from Fuzhou, Quanzhou, Zhangzhou, Chaozhou, and shelling to Guangzhou. .

Finally, he approached the five ships in the Guangzhou Mansion, but his broken sailboat was blasted to pieces more than an armed merchant ship.

In the end, he swam to the coast desperately, not even daring to do things like stagnation, and rushed into the crowd.

In the evening, he sneaked into Shibazhi's hall in Guangzhou, wanting to inquire about the news, but unfortunately, the news he got made him cry in blood and tears, almost fainting.

There is no need to listen to any news, just the pictures and graphics posted on the entrance of the hall made him a little frustrated, until he saw the announcement of the suffering of his family, he didn't know that Zheng Zhilong was dead-it was all due to him Shi Lang!

It was Shi Lang who colluded with Liu Xiang's remnant inside and outside who killed an official!

The furious Shi Lang sat in the firewood room at the entrance of Guangzhou Tangkou until midnight, and then, in the middle of the night, the familiar people almost killed everyone in the entrance of Guangzhou Tangkou.

Only one woman is left, and if she wants her to tell Zheng Jing, he will definitely kill the Zheng family to avenge his family.

After finishing this matter, Shi Lang, who came out of pain, suddenly realized that he had committed the murder of Zheng Zhilong.

"Hey, brother, we are going to Guanzhong to do business. Without a man, are you going?"

An abrupt Guanzhong cavity suddenly sounded from his ears.

Shi Lang looked up, only to see a young man from the Han family who was not tall, ugly, and not ugly, looking at him with a smile.

For some reason, after seeing this face, Shi Lang vaguely felt that he had seen it there.

He handed over and said, "Xiongtai, have we ever met?"

Han Lingshan laughed and said: "The shopkeeper said that my face is a natural fit for business. No matter who sees it, he said that he seemed to have seen it somewhere... The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper, come out soon, and another said he has seen it. My people are here."

A woman in a purple dress poked her head out of the window and glanced at Shi Lang and said: "It looks like a dragon, are you going to follow us through the lock?

Look at you, you are so unlucky. If you have the opportunity to make money, you must seize it. At the beginning, an official started as a young man, and finally set up such a large foundation. "

Shi Lang Tan Tan said: "Yes, when will you leave?"

The purple-clothed woman smiled and said, "If you want to leave early, it depends on when you can install the car."

Shi Lang whispered: "Okay, I'll be this guy."

Han Lingshan smiled and raised his thumb to the shopkeeper and said: "There are not many such strong and good laborers in Guangzhou."

The purple-clothed woman waved a handkerchief and said with a smile: "Look for it again, just look it like this, and we will leave when there are ten of us."

Hearing what the purple-clothed woman said, Shi Lang's eyes flashed coldly. With his experience in the arena, he knew that this caravan was not right.

When he came, he was safe, Shi Lang carried his baggage and went to the backyard of the shop with Han Lingshan.

Han Lingshan sniffed his nose, and Shi Lang was full of blood... It seemed that the Eighth Achievement was the result of the Eighth Achievement, which had already caused a sensation in Guangzhou, and he did not know whether Zheng Jing knew.

When Guangzhou was still in the heat, Guanzhong was already in a bleak scene.

The leaves on the persimmon tree have fallen out, leaving only the red persimmon hanging on the tree.

Unlike other fruits, persimmons rarely fall off automatically. The main reason is that the stalk of the persimmon is connected to the trunk. There is no compartment like pears, peaches, and apples. Once the fruit is ripe, the stalk will separate from the tree. Fall off.

I want the persimmon to fall from the tree, unless the persimmon has become soft and leaves the stalk...

In the bleak autumn breeze, Yun Zhao wandered among the fallen leaves, somewhat contaminated with some bleak air.

At this time, he needed this special temperament very much to deal with the guests he was about to see.

Zheng Zhilong is dead, and Yun Zhao thinks he should have a prize. Today, Zheng Zhibao's confidant is here, and it is estimated that he is here to give the prize.

This is easy to understand. If there is no prize, Zheng Zhibao can easily follow in the footsteps of his two brothers.

It is very important for Lam Tin County to get through the connection with Malacca!

When land commerce is about to reach its peak, Lantian County must expand its financial resources to cope with Lantian County’s growing financial appetite.

The development of the navy was originally an extremely expensive task. Apart from developing the navy through war, Yun Zhao couldn't think of any other way to obtain a navy that stretched across the world.

Zheng Zhibao's messengers weren't in a hurry to meet, and it was necessary to let them air out, lest these messengers would show off their usual virtue of bargaining and make themselves angry and ordered the messengers to beheaded.

At the current position, the fight is not to see who kills more people, but to see who kills fewer people!

Only a general can judge his merits by how many enemies he has killed. At the level of a king, the fewer people he kills, the more he is capable of controlling his subordinates.

That's why it is said-the benevolent is invincible.

When Yun Zhao is alone, he is still a king, at least, Yang Xiong thinks so.

As long as Yunyang, who often gives sweet potatoes to the lord, is not there, Han Lingshan, who is not human in front of the lord, is not there, Han Xiufen, who likes to intimidate the lord, is absent, plus the absence of Qian Shao Shao, who likes to cheat, the lord’s majesty will be very Great guarantee.

It was very inappropriate to call the county respect now, and Yang Xiong decided to start with himself.

"Master, Sun Guoxin has come to Secret Letter."

Yun Zhao frowned and looked at Yang Xiong and said, "Have you changed your name to me?"

Yang Xiong said, "This is natural!"

Yun Zhao took a look at the Luoyang location, nodded and said, "Well, Li Hongji isolated the connection between Guanzhong and Jingshi. In that case, I will take the northwestern land first."

Yang Xiong said happily, "Except for the lord, no one in this world is qualified to call his subordinates that way."

Yun Zhao opened Huoqi and took a look at Sun Guoxin's secret letter, and said to Yang Xiong, "Call for Qian Shao Shao."

Yang Xiong went immediately.

Yun Zhao glanced at the position of the grassland with his hands behind his back and said: "I hope you, the great lama, can take back the grassland, the snowy field, and the hearts of the Gobi nation for us.

While waiting for Qian Shaoshao, Yun Zhao still met Zheng Zhibao's messenger.

Zheng Zhibao's messenger was also named Zheng, a distant place in the Zheng family.

It can be seen that this is a very cautious person.

He said a lot of compliments, but Yun Zhao didn't listen carefully. The reason for meeting this person was to give Zheng Zhibao a face.

"Tell Zheng Zhibao that we need a seaport, as long as it is a seaport that can take a thousand-material ship. I don't care where it is. It must be done recently."

Zheng Yuansheng hurriedly said: "Xianzun, my host means that he can help Lantian County deliver and receive goods."

Yun Zhao looked at Zheng Yuansheng indifferently and said, "It's Chaozhou!"

After speaking, he got up and left.

Zheng Yuansheng still didn't say a lot, his face was flushed, and people from all directions looked at him viciously, sighed slightly, and left the large study room.

The meeting time was very short. When Yun Zhao returned to his office, Qian Shaoshao had already arrived, still looking dead, straddling the window, and seeing Yun Zhao coming, he happily yelled "Brother-in-law." "

Yang Xiong said dissatisfied on one side: "It should be called the lord!"

Qian Shaoshao smiled and said, "If it weren't for my brother-in-law, I would have gone elsewhere and set up a new stove to be my mountain king."

Yun Zhao glared at Qian Shaoshao when he heard this. Qian Shaoshao lowered his head and said unhappy: "Master!"

"What do you call your favorite name when there is no one, don't talk nonsense when there are others, let alone talk nonsense, lest people think you are being pets.

I am your brother-in-law, yes, more often I am your lord.

Now that we have a big business, we still have to have the rules. "

Qian Shaoshao said in a mellow voice.

Yun Zhao handed Sun Guoxin's secret letter to him and said: "Go and arrange it, the Great Lama Morigen is out, how can there be no way to drive."

"What do you think of one thousand Mongolian cavalry?"

Qian Shaoshao quickly finished reading the secret letter, a little excited.

Yun Zhao shook his head and said, "Religion is religion. You can't be in control. Let's make it a permanent example."

"You are not ready to let me also have an organization like the Knights in the East?"

Yun Zhao nodded and said: "Religion is easy to make people fanatical and obsessed. If they have military power, it will be a disaster for the world. Tell Sun Guoxin, it is not that he can't believe in him, but people who later believe in ~ www.wuxiahere.com~ The guard is always Yes."

"Then recruit from among the lamas, as monks on weekdays, and soldiers when in danger."

"Take old things from Shaolin monks?

Five hundred people?

Do not issue firearms? "

Yun Zhao glanced at Qian Shaoshao, and Qian Shaoshao immediately said, "Oh, remember."

"The Great Lama Morigen should persuade people with virtue."

"To convince people with virtue in the savage area?"

"Yes, send more doctors, veterinarians, craftsmen of all colors, and articulate people such as Sun Guoxin."

"that's it?"

"It should be possible. In the next ten years, the Great Lama Morigen will walk across the grasslands, Gobi, deserts, and snowfields. This will also be his life's career."

Qian Shaoshao sighed and said, "Sun Guoxin has some losses."

Yun Zhao said indifferently: "Since you want to do a big thing and start a big cause, how can you not get a big sacrifice?"

Qian Shaoshao said: "I heard from Han Lingshan that Sun Guoxin seems to have been indulged in Buddhism and cannot extricate himself from it. Will he..."

Yun Zhao shook his head and said: "All I can give him is absolute trust. I also believe that Sun Guoxin's ambition, you have to believe that Sun Guoxin is already a person who has broken away from low-level tastes."

Qian Shaoshao's eyes rolled around and said, "You didn't notice that I am also out of low-level taste."

Yun Zhao sighed and stopped talking, looking very sad.

A long time ago, Yun Zhao didn't understand what it means to get out of low-level tastes. Now he understands. When he said this sentence, there was a little bit less Weiguangzheng and a little bit more compassionate.

Having spent so many years in the world of Ming Dynasty, Yun Zhao discovered that a saint was never meant to be a saint himself, but was forced to this position by his environment, history, and his own behavior.

Just like he respects himself from the county and then the lord, he doesn't turn to his personal will!

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