Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 260 Oh, it seems like an old friend is coming

This group of people might be around 140 to 150 people in total, and if you add relatives and friends, it would be around 400 to 500 people in total.

There are not many people, but they are just a bunch of rough guys who have no skills and can only fight and kill. Such people will be a destabilizing factor no matter where they are placed.

However, Xia Lin has many plans for this kind of people. Fuliang's governance experience is there, so it is easy to deal with these guys.

"I heard that the dog officials are going to turn the royal manor in the south city into a market in a few days. I will find a way to push some people over there to be managers. I will also spend some money to take over the manure collection business in this city. Don't be disgusted by the hard work. You should know that this thing looks dirty but it makes a lot of money."

Xia Lin lifted his robe, took off one of his shoes and put it on his toes, holding it up and down with his toes, holding a small piece of paper in his hand: "Oh, by the way. Liu Gouzi, you still have to arrange some people to go to the shipyard. The shipyard has been bought by a merchant from another place and is recruiting apprentices. This is a craft. If you learn it well, you will have no worries about food and clothing for decades to come, and maybe it can even be passed down from generation to generation."

"Oh, okay. I'll go talk to you later."

Liu Gouzi was very obedient, because he was very smart. He knew that if he followed the princess, he and his brothers would die, either by being hacked to death or starving to death, but if he followed the military advisor, life would be good.

It was not surprising that he had doubted Xia Lin's identity, because Xu Zhong knew the military advisor, and that guy could even sell out the princess, so how come the military advisor's identity was not exposed?
But it doesn't matter. At least everyone has been relying on the military advisor to survive these days. He really doesn't need to do this. If he was really a man of the court, he would have died eight hundred times. Why would he still be here to arrange livelihoods for his brothers?

"Also, I plan to open an ironware factory in Guangzhou. Has anyone among you ever worked as an ironworker in the army? I can trust my brothers to use it."

Ironware? Liu Gouzi was stunned for a moment. He was a blacksmith in the army, so he knew that it was not an ordinary person who could open an ironware factory. It must be a very capable person.

He couldn't help but look at Xia Lin deeply, but he didn't think about it anymore. He just stood up and raised his hand silently: "Military Advisor, I came from the Iron Camp."

"Well, good. Then you will be responsible for organizing the brothers in the Iron Camp. I will take you to see the factory tomorrow. You can decide the wages and other things by yourself. I'm afraid the factory will be under your management."

These words made Liu Gouzi's heart beat fast. Even if others didn't know, he knew that the imperial court was gradually relaxing trade controls with the Western Region barbarians, the grassland barbarians, and the South China Sea monkeys, but ironware was still very rigid. A large cast iron pot could be exchanged for 200 kilograms of dried fruit or 3 taels of gold from the Srivijaya people. The north didn't know, but the brothers in the army said that a large cast iron pot could be exchanged for a horse on the grassland.

Now the military advisor has just opened his mouth and this deal has fallen into his hands?
"Don't look at me like that. I'm not giving it to you. I'm letting you control it. The factory doesn't belong to me alone. There are other owners. I'm just a front for them. I just have more authority. But you should also know that the background of this kind of iron business is not simple. If you mess around, I can't protect you."

This is called speaking frankly, but after hearing this, Liu Gouzi finally understood that this ironware factory was definitely just a military advisor in name only, but it was actually an industry controlled by those big guys. This suddenly made sense.

"The rest of you can gather together. I will buy you 20 sand boats and rent them to you. You just need to pay the rent on time every year. Don't worry, you won't lose out." Xia Lin closed his booklet. "I have heard a piece of news that there will be a lot of construction in Guangfu soon. The amount of sand will be huge, so 20 boats may not be enough. But there will definitely be many people vying for this kind of business. It will depend on your ability then."

"Don't worry, Advisor. We will take care of each other on these matters and will never let you down."

Liu Gouzi was a smart man. He understood that he had to show his loyalty to the military advisor as soon as possible. After all, he held the handles of his brothers, so it was a matter of life or death. Now that he was being rewarded with food, he might as well enjoy it. Most of the people here had wives, children and elderly parents, so there was no need to risk their lives.

As for Xia Lin's plan, since some major gray industries cannot be changed, it is better to control them all in his own hands. Anyway, even if he leaves, there is still Qin Shoubei here to take care of things. If nothing unexpected happens, Guangfu will be governed by Prince Teng for a long time in the future, and from the current situation, the governor of Guangfu will most likely be Cen Wenben.

The civil officials are their own people, the military generals are half their own people, and if the gray industries are controlled, basically the area around Guangzhou will be their own back garden.

This also means that he has an outlet to the sea, and he no longer has to worry about the impact of the political struggles between Quanzhou and Dantu.

After making some arrangements here, it was found that there were far from enough people, so Xia Lin simply called Liu Gouzi aside.

"I'll give you some money tomorrow. Go out and recruit some more brothers. Now is the time to take over this piece of land while the chaos is going on."

"I understand. What about the military advisor...the princess?"

"Just leave her alone. If she has money and connections, she will rebel." Xia Lin waved his hand and said, "Just keep her. What else can I do? Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand." Liu Gouzi nodded hurriedly: "She still has the final say, but she doesn't have the money or the person."

"As for people, give me three or five. As for money, give me three to five hundred. She is just a 15 or 16-year-old child. Do you expect her to be smart?" "I understand."

Xia Lin was busy for a long time afterwards. After giving the money to Liu Gouzi, he went to do his business. After all, Lingnan Road is very large, and it is not realistic to sort out the situation here in a short time.

But he naturally had a way. Anyway, the main thing was to give Gungunzhu a fair account and erase all evidence of their connection with the King of Lingnan. However, he had to leave behind a list. Only two people in the world could see this list: Emperor Hongbao and Xia Lin. No one else could see it.

It seems that Emperor Hongbao has a rough idea in his mind, and Xia Lin also has a rough idea in his mind, but the two numbers are not the same.

The accounts were cleared up bit by bit, the atmosphere in the court became more relaxed day by day, and then they began to discuss privately what crime Xia Lin should be charged with.

This crime must be punished, and everyone knows it, because the act of erasing the account is not legal or compliant, it is pure chaos. And killing the court officials without trial, who can be an official in the local area has no relatives, and they are said to have complicated relationships, so naturally someone will go to the capital to file a complaint.

With all those layers of relationships, he had offended a lot of people, and there were countless people who wanted to kill him, but the problem was that those first-, second-, and third-rank officials were different. They all wanted to protect Xia Lin, because Xia Lin could die but not fall. If he died now, the world would be at peace, and it would not matter whether it was an assassination or an illness.

But as long as he is alive, these bigwigs will protect him, because he has so much information in his hands. If he is really caught and something leaks out, the Dali Temple may not dare to try him, and His Majesty will have to try him personally...

Then everyone will be disgraced. All the officials in the court will be disgraced, His Majesty will be disgraced, and even the Great Wei will be disgraced.

But how to protect him is a big question. The simplest way is to charge him with a crime that does not even need to be tried, and then wait for the right time to send him into exile! First exile him to Shanhaiguan, about 3,000 miles away. If that doesn't work, and 3,000 miles doesn't satisfy his hatred, then exile him another 3,000 miles away, to Changsha!

When the time comes, when people talk about it, they will say that he is the prince consort and cannot be killed, so he can only be exiled. Moreover, everyone hates him, so they exiled him six thousand miles away. After all, no one would have thought that someone would actually exile him back.

This is the beauty of the word game. It is just asking whether the total distance of 6,000 miles is enough. It is enough. Any further is to Xiniu Hezhou.

Xia Lin had actually been preparing for this day, and now he had finally obtained the ultimate conditions for self-protection.

A fake golden medal of immunity from death - a piece of iron bestowed by the emperor.

The real golden ticket to immunity from death - I can help you settle the account this time.

Xia Lin had almost completed the task that was supposed to be completed after the New Year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, because he didn't need any evidence at all. He basically just pushed forward smoothly. A huge mound of human heads was built outside the main hall, and any minister who saw it during the morning court would be shocked.

Among these heads were officials appointed by the imperial court, local gentry, and wealthy businessmen. They were all once invincible figures, but now they were quietly piled there, pickled red by lime.

This Jingguan is right there, and it makes people terrified, but the problem that had previously worried the crown prince about losing a lot of hair has been solved.

The criminal was brought to justice, and the whole court was filled with joy.

Of course, voices of complaints soon emerged from below, and the people behind the Jingguan began to take action, and for a while, a turbulent situation arose.

But these storms could not defeat the crown prince. To him, it was a trivial price to pay in exchange for the stability of the court and the current situation.

It was not until Gao Shilian took the initiative to find him and wanted to discuss with him about punishing Xia Daosheng that he realized that this matter might not be so easy to resolve.

However, now is obviously not the time to exile him. It can only be carried out after Xia Daosheng has completely sorted out the affairs of Guangfu. Their initial plan is that he can take charge after the end of the year.

Now that the Mid-Autumn Festival had just passed, the temperature in Guangzhou had finally dropped, and Xia Lin had returned to Guangzhou from an inspection tour. He now felt exhausted and drowsy.

But when he entered the city, he suddenly saw a person sitting in a roadside restaurant who looked very familiar. He seemed to be an acquaintance, but the person just sat back down after a moment, and he didn't see his real face clearly.

(End of this chapter)