The capital city of the Great Zhou Dynasty was brightly lit and bustling with activity.
The destruction of the border city did not seem to have any impact on some people in the city.
Many entertainment venues, places where people are looking for flowers and willows, are still singing and dancing.
At first glance, it looks like a prosperous time of singing and dancing.
When Jun Wuxie arrived at Jubaozhai, Su Lan had already fallen asleep. Upon hearing his arrival, she hurriedly put on a knee-length pink gauze pajamas and opened the bedroom door.
"Sir, do you have something urgent to come here late at night?"
She welcomed Jun Wuxie in, closed the door behind her, led him to sit down at the table, and was busy making tea.
Jun Wuxie was a little embarrassed and said, "Su Lan, it's cold at night, please put on your coat."
Su Lan's face turned slightly red and she said, "I don't mind, sir. Do you mind, sir? We are all children of the cultivation world. How can we have so many mundane etiquette."
As she spoke, she pushed the hot tea in front of Jun Wuxie, sat down facing him, held her chin in one hand, stared at him, and said, "If you have something to do, young master, just give me your instructions. Su Lan will try her best to take care of your worries."
"The surrounding city has been destroyed. Do you, Jubaozhai, know about this?"
"I learned the news early today. Is this why the young master is here?"
Jun Wuxie nodded and said: "Now the Great Zhou Dynasty is facing internal and external troubles and the situation is critical. It is difficult for the emperor to issue orders from the capital to the counties and provinces. The national treasury is empty, the war supplies cannot keep up, the frontline soldiers are fighting alone, and Guanshan County is also in danger. I I am here hoping that you, Jubaozhai, can lend a helping hand and personally transport various supplies to the frontline camp!"
"Young Master, I can't make the final decision on this matter, but I can recommend you to meet with several restaurant masters to discuss the matter face to face. I believe they will not refuse." At this point, Su Lan looked solemn and said: "Young Master, please help Dazhou has solved the resource dilemma. It is best not to get involved in other things, so as to buy yourself more time. This war is not that simple..."
"What do you know?"
Jun Wuxie's eyes flashed with light.
Su Lan said this, so it can be imagined that Jubaozhai might have some inside information.
"I don't know much. I just heard from several masters that there are terrible forces behind this war. Big forces cannot participate in national conflicts. This is a consensus in the cultivation world and a rule. .”
"But now, there are big forces promoting the war and supporting Xilin to sweep through the countries, but no one stands up to stop it. Young Master, what do you think this means?"
Jun Wuxie nodded and said: "The dominant forces are wary of the forces behind Xilin and are unwilling to intervene. Some may even be involved."
Su Lan nodded and said: "Among all the hierarchical forces in the world, the strongest is not the master level, but the only supreme master - Tianjing Sect! I have only recently heard the elders of the sect talk about this. exist. These rules were all formulated under their auspices by convening decision-makers from the dominant forces."
"The Tianjing Sect has not come forward, which means that they do not intend to intervene in this matter. All the next things have to be faced by Dazhou himself. A national force that is less than an intermediate level is not willing to face the Tianjing Sect. The results of the war promoted by the forces that come forward can be imagined. Even resistance can only delay the destruction of the country. "
"Sir, if you get involved too deeply, you will confront the big forces behind Xilin prematurely. Although there are rules set by the senior soldiers, no matter how strong you are, one person cannot defeat thousands of strong men!"
Jun Wuxie shook his head and said, "Su Lan, how long have we been friends?"
"It's been more than a year. I still remember the scene when I first met Young Master in Fengtian City..."
Su Lan smiled slightly and looked at him with gentle eyes.
"Yeah, it's been more than a year. If you understood me, you shouldn't persuade me."
"But young master..."
Jun Wuxie interrupted her: "I have lived in Dazhou for more than seventeen years, and Yao'er and I have the most precious memories here. To me, Dazhou is not only the mountains and rivers that raised me, but also the mountains and rivers that cannot be destroyed by anyone. Memories. What’s more, I am related by marriage to the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I can’t stay out of things both emotionally and rationally, both public and private.”
"That's it for the past, but now that the mountains and rivers are in danger, I have to stand up. If I can't maintain peace even in the land of Dazhou, how can I fight for a prosperous pure land for Yao'er and the people around me in the future?"
"Su Lan, these words were asked by your sect's senior officials, right?"
Su Lan was stunned, but did not deny it.
Jun Wuxie knew very well that Su Lan was not the highest level sovereign in the Jubaozhai, but only an elite disciple in the Yao Wang Sect. There were many secrets that she should not know.
But she learned a lot.
This can only mean that the senior officials of Yaowang Sect, or other owners of Jubaozhai, want to use her to remind him not to wade into this muddy water.
"Sir, please come with me. The owners of the restaurant have been waiting for a long time."
Su Lan stood up, put on her coat, and led Jun Wuxie towards the deepest pavilion of Jubaozhai.
In fact, when the leaders of Jubaozhai knew that Ji Beilan was going to Zongwang Academy, they expected Jun Wuxie to come.
In the meeting hall, several owners of Jubaozhai are already waiting here.
"Master Jun, please sit down."
The strong man from the Medicine King Sect said with a smile.
Jun Wuxie looked at several of them. There were the masters of the Yuling Sect in Southern Xinjiang, the masters of the Medicine King Sect in the East Wilderness, the female masters of the Bingyun Tower in Beiyuan, and the masters of the ancient Buddhist sect of the Dafan Zen Sect. However, There are no monks of the Blessed One sect.
"I've met all the owners."
Jun Wuxie bowed and then sat down in front of the tables and chairs that had been prepared.
"Master Jun, are you determined to participate deeply in the war between Dazhou and Xilin? The material supply of the Dazhou army is not a small amount, especially in a long-term battle with continuous consumption, the amount of material requirements will be extremely staggering."
"We know very well that Mr. Jun has a huge amount of gold coins, but I am afraid that he cannot support this military expenditure."
"If the supplies are escorted by our Jubaozhai dedicated personnel, it will also cost a lot of money. Mr. Jun, if you want to support a country's war with one person, I am afraid that you have more than enough ambition but not enough power."
"Young Master Jun can solve the problem of material supply for Dazhou this time, but it may be difficult to solve the problem of material supply in the future. In the future, it is very likely that Mr. Jun will not be able to buy military supplies even if he has money."
"What does this mean?"
Jun Wuxie didn't care about the previous words, because he had already made his decision in his heart, but the last sentence surprised him.
"Mr. Jun, have you ever thought that the power behind Xilin can make forces like Tianjing Sect stand aside and do nothing, and naturally it can also put pressure on our sect leaders. After weighing the pros and cons, in the end, the three major trading houses have no one. Doing business with you and the Zhou regime."
Jun Wuxie was silent, the corners of his eyes twitching.
If things really come to that point, they will be in unimaginable trouble!
"Everyone, I, Jun Wuxie, just want you to have a word! Today, I want to buy supplies from your Jubaozhai. Will you sell them or not?"
"Young Master Jun is joking. We are a trading company. Unless we receive an order from above to prohibit doing business with you, there is no reason not to sell."
"In that case, it's easy to say!" Jun Wuxie nodded and said, "Everyone, please wait for a moment and go down to the palace."
After he finished speaking, he left quickly.
Late at night, the palace was silent.
The lights in the royal study are bright.
Ji Liufeng looked at the battle reports, memorials, etc. that were sent overnight, and his heart was broken. He paced back and forth in front of the desk, his face was haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot.
At this time, the door was pushed open with a creak.
A green figure flashed in and quickly closed the door.
When Ji Liufeng raised his head, his bloodshot eyes suddenly shone with surprise. He hurriedly walked around the table to come forward. He almost tripped over the chair by accident.
"His Majesty!"
Jun Wuxie stepped forward to support him.
"Wuxie, you are finally here. Now..." Ji Liufeng sighed with tears in his eyes and said, "I am a sinner of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I am sorry for the more than 90 million people of Shunyi County!"
"Your Majesty, Xilin has the support of a big force, and I can't blame you for this. However, the Zhou regime did have many problems. Various ministries failed to supervise their duties, supervision was inadequate, and centralization of power was insufficient, which resulted in aristocratic families encroaching on the imperial power and becoming a cancer! "
"You're right, but it's too late to regret it now!"
Ji Liufeng was very remorseful. A few years ago, his daughter Ji Yinlan had mentioned the supervision of various ministries, but he did not take it to heart.
In these years, his thoughts were basically focused on the queen's hidden physical illness, and he neglected government affairs.
"Your Majesty, this is not the time to talk about this. I came here late at night to get the war supplies. Now, please give me the list of war supplies you need. I will ask Jubaozhai to personally deliver them to the front lines as quickly as possible. camp!"
"How to solve the problem of funds? Although you are rich, the amount of funds is astronomical!"
"It doesn't matter. This amount of funds is nothing to me. With my own strength, I can support the war for one or two years."
"Wha...what?"
Ji Liufeng looked at him in shock and couldn't believe his ears!
How much money will be needed to support the war for one or two years?
With his great national strength and decades of savings, he could only support a full-scale war for one or two years!
"You...are you telling the truth?"
Ji Liufeng couldn't believe it. He was exhausted mentally and physically because of the material problem. He was forced into the palace by the four major families. He had no way to do it and was almost desperate!
Now, Jun Wuxie is here, and he has solved his current problem by himself!
"Of course it's true." Jun Wuxie nodded seriously and said, "In addition to the list of supplies, please draw up a decree and take out the highest military talisman of the three armies, and confer the commander of the Xuanjia Army as the supreme marshal of the Great Third Army. The general of Army A has been promoted to two levels in his original general position!"
"this……"
Ji Liufeng opened his mouth and hesitated for a moment.
"In this case, I can't help Your Majesty."
Jun Wuxie sighed, turned and left.
"Wu Xie wait!"
Ji Liufeng grabbed him and said, "I will draw up the decree and I will give you the military talisman!"
He had no choice now. He had no other choice but to believe in Jun Wuxie and do as he said.
After a short time, he drafted the imperial edict, took out the military talisman, and gave Jun Wuxie a list of military supplies that needed to be supplemented to the front line.
Jun Wuxie didn't stay much longer, but just told Ji Liufeng not to worry too much. He would resolve the affairs of the four major families in a while, and then hurried back to Jubaozhai.
