From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"Snapped!"

Huang Silang slapped him hard and cursed, "Idiot, do you think they are ordinary people?"

I have four hundred loyal retainers, each one armed with guns and swords. If it really came down to a fight, I could wear them down. So I have nothing to fear!

But who will pay for the bullets?

Na Luo Laowai recently got into a fight with another warlord, and our tobacco business has been cut off. I'm losing money, so why don't you go to a brothel and sell yourself to me to make money?

Who will take the place of those who die in the process?

The martial arts graduate was a good-for-nothing. He ran into them trying to uphold justice and got beaten to death. He has no one to blame but himself!

But the martial arts graduate is still my dog; even when beating a dog, one must consider its owner.

Hu Wan was confused.

and so.

Is this a move to take action against those four supernatural beings?

Or should we not take any action?

"Although the identities of those four people have not been clarified, my guess is correct. They were just passing through Goose City and happened to get in touch with the newly arrived county magistrate."

After the new county magistrate Zhang Mazi entered the city, Huang Silang kept a close eye on him, even observing him through binoculars, believing that Jiang Liu and his group were merely being used as pawns by the other side to test him.

After all, I gave him a hard time from the very beginning.

The strength of the extraordinary individuals is indeed formidable.

However, Huang Silang was also well-versed in history and knew that extraordinary people could not control the course of history; most of them simply went with the flow and were no different from most poor people.

Just like when barbarians used cannons to invade the capital, were those righteous and extraordinary people useful?

It's completely useless!

At most, it's just that extraordinary individuals possess individual strength that is unimaginable to ordinary people, which gives them more choices than the poor at the bottom.

But that's about it.

These days are unstable, and even the extraordinary individuals from major sects are not having an easier time making a living than before. It is not uncommon for the younger generation of extraordinary disciples to go out and earn money.

After all, even extraordinary people are human, not true gods. They also have to consider food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, and cannot survive on air alone.

Wasn't the martial arts graduate who was beaten to death someone who had previously become his lackey and worked for him?

therefore.

If they are given what they want, they might be able to get those four strange people who led the poor wretch to kill the martial arts graduate to become their lackeys.

Huang Silang considers himself an expert when it comes to raising dogs.

Local dogs need to be disciplined regularly to prevent them from developing wolfish ambitions.

You have to coax outsiders so they can't live without your support.

In summary, it can be summed up in four words:

Prescribe the right medicine.

The four people with unusual abilities were all quite young, and the three men were probably under eighteen. They were young and impetuous, and they would never have come up with such a plan. It must have been the new county magistrate who asked them to do it.

They beat drums and ransacked homes.

He also forbade the people from kneeling before him.

"Heh heh, I'll give him a go!"

Huang Silang prepared two plans. "Hu Wan, since the new county magistrate is so eager to make a big splash, we don't need to wait until tomorrow. Find a reason to slander the people the county magistrate brought."

He wants to give the people of Goose City fairness.

Then let his people lead the way in this unfairness!

correct!

"Don't involve those four extraordinary individuals. After all, they're all hot-blooded young men and women. If they sneak into my house under the cover of night and try to kill me, I can't stop them."

Just to be on the safe side, Huang Silang also prepared a stand-in.

As for whether the situation of the Quanxing Yiren was taken into consideration... Huang Silang was ultimately not an insider and did not know, but he still had a sense of caution.

"Yes."

Hu Wan immediately went down to prepare.

Huang Silang then called over the middle-aged man with a goatee standing to the side: "Hu Qian, tell me, how should we deal with those four culprits who caused the death of the martial arts examinee?"

"What are your thoughts, sir?"

Hu Qian dared not offer Huang Silang any advice.

"Treat them to a meal, behead them, or take them in as dogs."

Huang Silang put down three playing cards and asked Hu Qian, "Which one do you think we should choose?"

"Decapitation?"

Hu Qian couldn't figure out how Huang Silang was going to deal with the four people, so he tentatively slit his own throat.

"No, I'll take you as my dog!"

Huang Silang was extremely pleased that Hu Qian couldn't figure out his thoughts. He proudly stated his plan for Jiang Liu and the others, "They can't possibly be old acquaintances with the new county magistrate. And young people always yearn to be chivalrous. Afterwards, you should gather the local gentry in the city, invite them to a meal, and discuss the matter of suppressing the bandits."

"what?"

Hu was extremely puzzled.

As one of Huang Silang's most trusted men, he knew the details of the bandits outside the city:

It was raised by Huang Silang.

But now we have to cut off our own arm?

"The vacancy for the martial arts examination candidate must be filled, right?"

Huang Silang said, "It doesn't matter if the bandits I raised are killed by them. These days, we lack everything except bandits. We can raise another batch anytime. It's no big deal."

If they are killed by the bandits I raise, it will be revenge for the martial arts graduate.

After all, it was their own skill that was inferior.

Even if they have powerful backers, or even a major sect, once they know the outcome, they can't blame me.

Moreover, once the people in the city see that the "Great Sage Equal to Heaven" is dead, they will surely dare not resist me anymore.

in contrast.

If they win and return victorious, becoming my dogs again, those poor wretches won't dare to rebel anymore. After all, even the 'Great Sage' is helping me, so the only ones in the wrong can be them!

"high!"

Hu Qian gave a thumbs up and immediately went to make the arrangements...

Because Jiang Liu and his companions had previously displayed their "divine power" in public, thus confirming the appearances of Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing, the people of Goose City treated them with even greater enthusiasm than their own family. This also led them to obtain more information about Huang Silang and the bandits outside the city.

However, most of the shirtless civilians did not know what connection Huang Silang had with the bandits outside the city; they only thought that they were all bad people.

Even those families who were somewhat respectable, wearing traditional Chinese jackets typical of the Republic of China era, dared not say too much, even after Jiang Liu and his group demonstrated their strength.

Especially the local gentry and wealthy people, they didn't even dare to get close to them.

Jiang Liu didn't really care; as long as the shirtless men were willing to believe them, that was enough. As for the others who still had bodies, whether they hesitated or wanted to stay out of it, it didn't matter either, since they weren't friends with Huang Silang anyway.

When the four returned to the county government office, Zhang Mazi was arguing with the clerk Tang in the courtyard, while Zhang Mazi's six brothers surrounded him at the door.

"Come on, let's go take a closer look."

Jiang Liu took the lead, went over, patted the sixth man on the shoulder, and asked, "Brothers, what are those two arguing about?"

# Chapter 55 How to make money?

"Debating how to make money."

The sixth brother is honest.

The other five people also made way for Jiang Liu and his group when they arrived.

After all, the abilities that Jiang Liu, Lu Jin, and Li Muxuan displayed on the streets were completely different from theirs, completely transcending the realm of kung fu, like those of immortals.

Therefore, a sense of awe naturally resides in one's heart.

In the courtyard, Master Tang said, "We're too late. Huang Silang collected all the taxes in Goose City ninety years ago. The people are all poor, and there's not a single bit of profit left to squeeze out."

"I don't make money off poor people."

Zhang Mazi pushed Huang Silang's hat aside.

"So whose money are you going to make?"

“Whoever has money, we’ll make money from them.” Zhang Mazi looked at the hat meaningfully, then saw Jiang Liu and beckoned to them, saying, “Come on, young hero and heroine, if you also want to make money, then listen to what your advisor has to say and see how to make money.”

Jiang Liu didn't stand on ceremony and stepped forward.

Lu Jin, Li Muxuan, and Ren Jiating followed closely behind.

"When it comes to making money, I have the authority to speak on that."

Li Muxuan said, "My father is a businessman."

"Your dad's business hasn't been doing well in recent years, has it?"

Although Master Tang had learned about Jiang Liu and his group's abilities beforehand, he spoke cautiously, but he was also confident: "In recent years, warlords in this large area of ​​the south have been fighting for territory."

Li Muxuan's eyes darkened slightly.

Master Tang was right.

Because of the chaos in the southern region, his father's business was not doing well. Even though he had the support of the other senior brothers of the Sanyi Sect when transporting goods, he still had to pay money when encountering warlords who blocked the road and demanded tolls. However, because his father was one of the Sanyi Sect's financial backers, they would charge less.

Those warlords were indeed afraid of the Trinity Sect, but they would never be so afraid of encountering members of the Trinity Sect that they dared not approach them to inquire, or even let them pass directly.

You should give them something, no matter how little.