Bai Guo looked forward, where there were three words that were difficult to identify. Bai Guo looked at them for a long time and then read out: "The Gate of Hell..."
It was still dark when Gingguo was awake, and the heavy footsteps outside the window were still walking.
When I opened the window and looked outside, I saw exactly the same scene as during the day.
Gingguo rubbed some ink and wrote something by the open window. She couldn't stop writing and her heart was not stopping.
When Ni Feng came to look for Ging Guo in the morning, he heard the sound of paper being moved in the house. When Ni Feng looked at the sky and hesitated whether to call Ging Guo, he heard Ging Guo's voice inside saying: "Come in."
Qian Feng opened the door. Inside, Ging Guo was already dressed in neat clothes, and her hair had been pulled up. You could tell by looking at her that she hadn't just gotten up.
Qian Feng was a little surprised, "Master, when did you get up?"
Ging Guo's physical strength is not as good as theirs. After such a long journey, Ging Guo will definitely sleep until dawn on this day.
"With heavy responsibilities, I dare not sleep deeply." Bai Guo looked at Qian Feng and spoke.
Ni Feng smiled coquettishly, "I thought about it last night and felt that this matter is not...can't be thought of in a day or two. Master, you should sleep or sleep. If you are exhausted..."
After their bodies are damaged, these people really have no hope.
How could Bai Guo not know what Min Feng was thinking, so he simply handed over the paper in his hand.
Ni Feng took it without knowing why, but when he saw the back, he was stunned.
"Fengguo's royal family has caused the officials below to not dare to fight for it, but it is different now. The people have already entered Hongliang Kingdom. Fengguo may be destroyed in this tsunami. If not, we should give them The people who win the fight will have a better life in the Hongliang Kingdom, and those who lose the fight will not be so blatantly embarrassed by the Hongliang Kingdom in a few years."
The royal family did not leave, and neither did the courtiers.
They had no way to go. Whether they went to the Zhou Kingdom or the Hongliang Kingdom, there was a possibility of being left behind. If the king of a country was kidnapped, and all the ministers of a country were kidnapped, what is the difference between the death of the country and the death of the country.
Ni Feng looked at the self-reflection written on it and didn't know what to say for a while. He was still speechless for a long time. Yong Xinglan appeared and rescued Ni Feng. Ni Feng pointed at the paper to signal Yong Xinglan.
Yong Xinglan didn't understand why Ni Feng didn't speak, but he understood the answer after reading it.
It's just that he has more knowledge than Ni Feng. He looked at Bai Guo with some doubts, "Is it more difficult for these people to accuse Hongliang Kingdom of not being afraid of Hongliang Kingdom?"
Every word on the paper is a self-report of the people of Fengguo, describing their own sufferings and their own desolation. The words are humble and sad, and they do not mention their own requirements. They are all asking Hongliang to treat them better. .
They are common people, not slaves.
Bai Guo straightened up and rubbed his wrists, "The more difficult it is, the more people will join in the condemnation. Hongliang Kingdom will not cause trouble for itself under pressure."
Since she can't save it alone, she needs to recruit more people.
If a group of people can't save it, then pull in the Eight Kingdoms.
Someone can always save them.
"Either buying, or robbing, or putting equally impassioned pressure on the Hongliang Kingdom. As long as things here attract attention, there will be caravans who are short of people, and wealthy families will donate some money... Let’s save as many as we can at that time.”
Bai Guo looked at Qian Feng, "I can't think of any other good ideas, do you still have one?"
If only Ni Feng could figure out why this was the case.
"Save as many as you can." Qian Feng confirmed Bai Guo's idea.
This way more people are saved than they can save themselves.
After Ginkgo's method was approved, more than a thousand people copied it on the table and on the floor for three nights, and finally came up with a stack that could be thrown out on the street.
But after reading the copied papers, Yong Xinglan held his forehead and was speechless for a while.
Ni Feng and Li Cheng were hiding with countless big men with red faces.
"These handwritings... are really unrecognizable." Yong Xinglan had a headache.
Let alone anyone else, these dog crawling handwritings would not be recognized even if they picked them up on the street.
Ging Guo blew on the hot tea and took a few sips slowly. Looking out the window, she could see countless teams, with footsteps one on top of the other.
"fine."
Bai Guo said: "The people of Fengguo don't know the characters of Hongliang State like them. If it is really written well, people will think it has ulterior motives."
When Qian Feng heard this, he immediately raised his head and straightened his waist, without even shrinking back.
"I'm looking for some good handwriting to write about Fengguo."
This still feels like their handwriting is poor.
But Nie Feng didn't hear it at all, and he happily recommended himself: "Master, this subordinate can do it! I can write very fast! I can copy three copies in one hour!"
Li Cheng covered his face and pulled Ni Feng behind.
After reading it from the beginning, Yong Xinglan no longer counted on the thousand people and said, "I'll go outside and find some people."
Bai Guo didn't stop him, so Yong Xinglan went out to find someone to copy.
But Yong Xinglan's ability is far from limited to this. He went to the storytellers, he went to the singers, and he went to everyone to come forward.
In just three days, the matter began to ferment, and in five days, the matter was abuzz in the city.
Papers written in Fengguo's handwriting and Hongliangguo's handwriting were mixed with the crusade books flying all over the street.
Within half a month, everyone came forward to confirm this matter, and all the cities in Hongliang Kingdom heard about it.
In one month, all the eight countries, from the court to the common people, learned about it and began to criticize the behavior of Hongliang Kingdom.
The people of Hongliang Kingdom began to take the initiative to stop it. I don’t know whether it was the pressure from the words or the intervention of people with good intentions.
Qian Feng was shocked for a long time when he saw the matter reach such a stage, "The remarks are so terrible."
Before their operation, no one paid much attention to this matter, but after their operation, it seemed that Hongliang Kingdom was no longer tolerated in the world.
Bai Guo looked at the book in his hand and did not answer. Qian Feng added: "This time Yong Xinglan really did something big!"
Bai Guo put down the unturned book in his hand and nodded, "Yes, it's thanks to him this time."
It is thanks to Yong Xinglan that it has such a big influence today.
"He never asked for money when he was with me..." Bai Guo thought for a moment and said, "In the future, give it to him according to your standards, but he needs to be more prudent in doing things than you do now."
Qian Feng nodded wildly, he had to be convinced on this point.
Neither of them could catch up with Yong Xinglan.
Bai Guo thought for a while, "Leave the fifty cities of Jinlin Prefecture to him."
Qian Feng didn't quite understand what he heard, and suddenly paused when he looked up at Ginkgo.
Qian Feng and Bai Guo confirmed: "The person in charge of Fifty Cities...?"
It’s not Fifty Cities’ share, it’s not Fifty Cities’ entire income, it’s Fifty Cities’ ownership.
From now on, these people will be his people in Yongxinglan. From now on, he will be the boss in these fifty cities. He will take the money, manage the shops, and be in charge of the big boss in the fifty cities.
Seeing Ging Guo's unconcerned expression, Qian Feng reminded Ging Guo: "Methods of transporting fruits..."
The method of transporting fruits is the reason why the caravan can earn so much money in recent years. Once this secret is leaked, the caravan...
Bai Guo smiled, "I didn't pay too much attention to this matter. I originally thought that they would know it once they knew it, but the Si Dong family is so powerful. She can actually let these people keep this matter secret from top to bottom." It’s been so many years since I kept guarding without saying anything.”
Qian Feng heard that Bai Guo had no intention of hiding it for a long time, but... the people under his command were too powerful and there was nothing they could do about it...
If anyone else said this, it would only arouse disdain, but it has to be said that the Si Dong family can afford this compliment.
Bai Guo mentioned Yu Die with a smile in her eyes, "She hasn't walked around well in so many years."
Money can never be earned.
"She has helped me for so many decades in my life."
Nie Feng didn't know what this meant, because in his opinion, Yong Xinglan was a member of Prince Gong in the past few years. The reason why Yong Xinglan now became Supervisor Bai was because he was asked by Supervisor Bai to inquire about fruit transportation methods. Caught a current situation.
In other words, at this moment, Yong Xinglan was still in Hongliang Kingdom and working with them for the people of Fengguo. The next moment, he might have sent a message back to Chengzhou Kingdom to inform Prince Gong of this method.
People's hearts are complicated, and Qian Feng feels that his guess is not unreasonable.
To say the least, his idea is right. It will not be a simple matter for the prince to fight for the seventeen states. Where will there be a place for the caravan and Yi Dadong's family?
Supervisor Bai doesn't care about this matter. Dadong Yi's family doesn't care about this matter, but the Si Dong family does. Only she knows how much effort she has spent on this matter over the years. If she knows that she has worked so hard to guard this matter. But Bian has already given this secret to the Si Dong family...
The caravan will definitely be affected by that time.
What about those who rely on caravans to support their families?
"I know what you are thinking." Bai Guo gently touched Mrs. Tang and said, "She has been doing this well for several years in the Si Dong family. You are admiring her. As time goes by, it seems that you have given her to After being placed on a high seat, you think about how she can get down from the high seat, and what difference does it make between her and ordinary people after she gets off the high seat."
Qian Feng thought about it and realized that he had not seen that person several times in these years.
But in recent years, her name has been rumored among caravans or private soldiers, and there are many descriptions of her, from her abilities to her demeanor.
But I have to say that the biggest thing is praise.
Everyone is praising this woman.
She kept the empire that Yi Dadong had conquered tightly.
What he regrets about this is that the Si Dong family will no longer be as dazzling as the caravan.
"Doing one thing well does not mean that she can only do that thing in her life. She likes money because I need money, but today it would be too ridiculous if I still said that I need money."
