Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 109

Every time he sees this majestic new "bodyguard agency", Jiang Wen can't help but sigh, because his joke at the beginning has created such a big deal.

From a market point of view, when the currency functions of ticket numbers and bank notes are not perfect, the market demand for escort agencies is often magnified.

At that time, cash silver was usually used in bulk and long-distance trade. In order to prevent the silver from being robbed by thieves during the transfer process, it was often necessary to ask a standard bank to escort it, similar to insuring the goods and then hiring security personnel.

In fact, at this time, the so-called Escort Bureau was not called Escort Bureau, and the most familiar name should be called Biaoxing.

In Jin Yong's book, the bodyguards are all over the world, but until the end of the Yuan Dynasty, people still didn't know what the bodyguards were, let alone the Longmen bodyguards that transported dragon swords, and the Huju bodyguards that mocked the Wudang Seven Heroes back then.Even in "Jade Blood Sword" and "The Deer and Ding Ji", that is, the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties that Jiang Wen is now trapped in, the kind of bodyguard bureau described by the novelist has not yet been born.

Until the Qing Dynasty, "Biaoju" was often equated with "Biaoju", but the shape and structure were already very complete.

Yan Shenxiu's "The Rise and Fall of Shanxi Merchants" records, "At that time, the provinces bought and sold goods, and all transactions were in cash. When transporting, a few were carried by the merchants themselves, and most were escorted by bodyguards. Therefore, the bodyguard business was very prosperous at that time. , It is also very useful for those who are skilled in boxing."

"Boss Escort Lin, long time no see."

"Jiang Zilu?"

Two salutations with different tones sounded one after another.

When Jiang Wen said "Boss Lin's bodyguard", he had a playful and reasonable tone, feeling quite like the vicissitudes of life.

The dignified middle-aged man walked out, but he said "Jiang Zilu" in a surprised tone, as if he never expected to meet Jiang Wen today.

Jiang Wen and the middle-aged man looked at each other, slowly put their hands on the table, and looked hostilely at the escort martial artist beside him
——Eight well-dressed men, all with straight backs showing a heroic aura, were standing around Jiang Wen, showing their guard in respect.

"I'm Jiang Hero, not Jiangnan Hero, Chief Escort Lin, why are you so surprised?"

Jiang Wen laughed, and Lin Zhennan also laughed, and immediately waved back the eight Martial Arts Guards who had entered the hall to block him, and sat down with Jiang Wen.

"I heard the head of the bodyguard came in to report that four members of the Stained Clothes Sect had come in and knocked down the bodyguard guarding the gate with one hand. I was also thinking that there was no conflict with the beggar gang in the past, so why did they come to make trouble."

Lin Zhennan laughed again, this time laughing happily, "If we met on the first day of the new year, I, Lin, would have to suspect that you joined the beggar gang and went out with three little beggars."

The disciples nearby saw that Jiang Wen had a great relationship with the head of the bodyguard, so he quickly brought a cup of hot tea and a hot towel to relieve him of the dust.

Jiang Wen unceremoniously picked up the towel and wiped it on his face, leaving a black mark.

"Brother Lin, I stayed in Wuyi Mountain to live a hard life, but it's not as beautiful as you opened escort agencies all over the seven provinces."

"It's all thanks to your suggestion!"

Lin Zhennan was wearing a lion embroidered costume, stretched out his hand to caress his well-groomed beard, and didn't care about the dust on Jiang Wen's body, so he led him to the inner hall.

"Although we haven't seen each other for a few years, we still need to meet you first, and then have a good chat!"

The headquarters of Fuwei Escort Bureau built in the city of Fuzhou occupies a large area, and the guest houses are distributed in the southeast and northwest. Lin Zhennan asked the bodyguard to bring Jiang Wen and his apprentice to live in the east wing, which has all the furnishings.

Half an hour later, several people came to the lobby refreshed, and Lin Zhennan was already waiting here.

"Jiang Wen, when you said you wanted to build a sect in the mountains, I thought it was a fantasy, but I didn't expect you to actually build a Wuyi sect—I heard from people in Jianghu that you even mixed up with the Tiandihui. thing?"

Jiang Wenyi said sternly: "People in the Jianghu have always listened to the wind and said that the rain is unbelievable. That was done by Wuyi hero Qin Duanyu. I was a Taoist priest in Wuyi Mountain. How could I do this?"

Lin Zhennan gave him a complicated look.

"I came to Fuzhou City to set up the Fuwei Escort Agency after being instilled by you at the beginning. Are you not a member of the Jianghu? Then, should I believe what you say?"

Jiang Wen laughed.

"It has nothing to do with my status in the Jianghu. Chief Escort, you need to know that Fuzhou has been an indisputable place for military strategists since ancient times. Geng Jimao is extravagant and extravagant. Therefore, I think the business of this Escort Bureau must be prosperous!"

In order to prevent Zheng Chenggong's comeback this year, the Qing court ordered Jingnan Wang Geng Jimao to move to Fujian a year earlier than in history, and began to build large-scale construction projects.

There is another point that Jiang Wen didn't say, this new type of "Escort Agency", which employs force to transport darts, combines official operations, and operates business channels aboveboard, is a blow to the old family workshop style.

Another point is that Jiang Wen's proposal creatively replaces "material darts" with "silver darts", so that the general equivalents can be directly withdrawn in darts in various places, and even have a bit of the function of a silver number.

Combining armed escort and money exchange like this, even if others want to learn, they will not be able to grasp the key for a while.

Of course, this is not a monopoly business, so even though Lin Zhennan's Fuwei Escort Agency is getting more and more prosperous, many new "escort agencies" adapted from martial arts have sprung up in various places in recent years, quickly occupying the segmented market.

Jiang Wen was not interested in business, and he was worried about everything by accident. He first asked Lin Zhennan expectantly, "Is my disciple at the house?"

Fu Ningdie approached Jiang Wen, and muttered with displeasure: "Master, you actually have other apprentices outside!?"

Jiang Wen patted her on the head: "This is a long story, there is no way to make a long story short..."

Accepting people as apprentices and naming people are two of Jiang Wen's hobbies, and he never tires of it.

Probably when Jiang Wen first entered the Ming and Qing dynasties, wandering in the strange world, he met a bodyguard who was not too young, and there was a small Jiangnan martial arts handed down from his ancestors at home, which was dilapidated enough to protect his family. Hospitals, transporting goods and picking people up for a living.

With the successive years of military and bandit wars that have bankrupted wealthy households, even if Lin Zhennan has a business sense to turn this small martial arts gym into a label business, it is still very difficult to operate, and there will always be seven or eight times out of ten.

Jiang Wen met this little martial artist named Lin Zhennan only after seeing injustice and helped him once.

This person is very strange, he is not very interested in family martial arts, but he is full of business knowledge and human relationships, so Jiang Wen listens seriously.

Although the other party has repeatedly emphasized that his hometown is not in Fuzhou, nor does he have an old house in Xiangyang Lane, nor does he have a grandfather who doesn’t grow a beard and can shoot like lightning, but when Jiang Wen heard his name, he strongly suggested that he should come to Fuzhou develop.

When he found out that he really had a son, Jiang Wen enthusiastically expressed that he would accept the child of his child who was still in his hometown as an apprentice, and by the way, pre-give him a name as a teacher.

"Xiu'er, come and meet your Master Jiang Wen."

People in the Jianghu start their families early, 12-year-old Lin Xiu has already tied his hair in advance.

Called by his father, the head of the young escort also came out of the house, with a surprised smile on his face and saluted with fists in his hands.
"Master Jiang, I haven't seen you for a long time. Everything is going well!"

Jiang Wen hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"Pingzhi doesn't need to be too polite, he has grown up a lot. Come and meet the juniors and juniors in front of you. They have officially entered the entry wall two months ago."

Lin Xiu quickly turned his head and continued to salute: "Everyone, brothers and sisters, you are being polite!"

Jiang Wen told Lin Zhennan at the beginning that there is a saying in "The Book of Songs Huangyi" that "when you make it, it screens it, and it covers it. It repairs it, and it irrigates it". "Pingzhi".

——Jiang Wen's meaning is also very clear, anyway, it's right to call him Pingzhi, don't worry about the others, just call him Pingzhi!
Lin Zhennan couldn't figure out his routine. Where did people in the martial arts usually come from, at most he could give himself a majestic nickname, so Lin Zhennan let Jiang Wen call him, and acquiesced in the matter of accepting apprentices.

It's a pity that Lin Zhennan cherished his son too much, and refused to let Jiang Wen take him away to train him to practice martial arts, so he only became a registered disciple, not an official introduction.

"Xiu'er, take a few young heroes out for a walk, visit the local and local relics in Fuzhou City, and also buy some things for the younger brothers and younger sisters. Remember to come back in the afternoon."

Lin Pingzhi was gentle and courteous, completely different from the three bumpkins brought by Jiang Wen. Although Fu Ningdie also came from a wealthy family, he was a bit more reserved, and he was not as upright and generous as the people in the Jianghu.

Lin Zhennan stroked his chin and sighed after the four disciples left the escort agency.

"Jiang Wen, there have been a lot of weird things happening between the three mountains and two towers in Fuzhou City these days. The inexplicable things are strange and unknown, and the streets are full of discussions. You must be careful..."

Jiang Wen frowned and looked at Boss Lin's escort, picking up the tea and drinking it, or letting it go.

"Uh...Brother Lin, why are you telling me this?"

Lin Zhennan also looked surprised.

"Haven't you always been running around chasing these weird things?"

"That's the old calendar."

Jiang Wen patted his thigh.

"To be honest, I almost went to see the Buddha two months ago, and I was only one step away from becoming an immortal one month ago. After going through all this, I have made up my mind not to get involved in these crap things. Brother Lin, don't bother me anymore." Throw me away, the real man promises everything he says!"

Lin Zhennan was confused when he heard it, and thought that Jiang Wen was in danger in something related to the Tiandihui. He used some metaphor to refer to it, so he nodded with half understanding.

This Jiang Wen has always been surrounded by clouds, mountains and mists, so all in all, it is right to nod.

"Father! Are you there!"

Suddenly there was another cry from the inner hall, and a six or seven-year-old girl carved in pink and jade ran out screaming, holding a wooden knife in her hand and swaggering across the market.

"Daughter, don't break the rules. There are distinguished guests visiting today."

Lin Zhennan said so, but his face was filled with a spoiled and helpless expression.

Jiang Wen could tell at a glance that his daughter was usually so unruly, it was her fault for not raising her as a godfather, and it was obviously irrelevant to her paternal doting.

What's even more strange is that Lin Zhennan clearly taught his daughter a lesson, but he took the time to stare at Jiang Wen, making Jiang Wen feel that he was being taught a lesson because he accidentally disturbed the family happiness between Lin Zhennan and the little padded jacket.

"Brother Lin, I haven't seen your daughter before."

Jiang Wen said with an awkward smile.

"This is the girl Zhuo Jing gave birth to six years ago. It's a pity that Zhuo Jing passed away due to dystocia and couldn't raise her, so she can only live with the escort agency, and has never looked like a girl."

Lin Zhennan said slightly melancholy as he hugged the little girl into his arms, and the little girl stared at Jiang Wen, as if curious about this unexpected visitor.

"By the way, Jiang Wen, my daughter has some fate with you. Do you remember that you said that you should pay attention to naming, and you must fill in the gaps with words?"

Lin Zhennan said slowly.

Jiang Wen nodded - he said too much so he couldn't remember it. In short, nodding is the right thing to do.

"So what is Ling Qianjin's boudoir name?"

Lin Zhennan stroked his beard and said with a little complacency, he was glad that he had studied badly for several years, and finally earned some face in front of Jiang Wen.

"Fan Chengda has a poem saying, 'May I be like a star king like a moon, and the night and night flow bright and clean'. Wandering in the rivers and lakes is most afraid of having nowhere to reunite and have nothing to gain, so my daughter..."

"Your daughter's name is Lin Xiangjiao?"

"...The small characters are 'Moon Ru'."

Jiang Wen was silent.

Brother Lin, not only your son may not be able to renew the incense this time, but there is a high probability that your daughter will be given for nothing...

(End of this chapter)