Changyang, south of the city.
A restaurant with a booming business, the halls and halls are full of customers enjoying drinks.
"The shopkeeper is so drunk that the gods are gone!"
"Hurry, send someone to the winery to get it!" After hearing this, the fat shopkeeper who was settling accounts hurriedly spoke.
If Xu Mu were here, he would definitely laugh a few times when he saw the fat shopkeeper. God knows what happened to Zhou Fu this time. In just two or three years, he has already become a fat ball.
When the boy turned around, Zhou Fu did not forget to give instructions.
"Be careful and don't let anyone enter the village. Our business is all supported by the small boss. If someone steals the brewing method, it will be ruined."
After saying that, Zhou Fu fiddled with his abacus and hummed a tune unconsciously. He had an old friend, and the two of them fought together in Wangzhou. Moreover, that old friend is now the world-famous King of Western Shu. Every time he thought about this, he couldn't help but get excited.
I remembered from afar that the young boss walked into the restaurant to look for him with a jar of wine in his arms, and asked for a deposit of twenty taels as soon as he opened his mouth.
He gave money and friendship.
Different from the aristocratic family, different from the righteous man who clings to fame, he just wants to do business. It would be best to one day blossom and become a safe and secure head of a small aristocratic family.
Of course, his old friend from the King of Shu also asked him if he wanted to join Shu and become a business official. He didn't go. Since leaving Wangzhou, he had already built a large portion of the property in Changyang and was reluctant to part with it.
Of course, even in the inner city, the King of Yuzhou also took care of him and did not suffer any injustice. But now...it seems like something is going to happen in the inner city. I heard that the Yuzhou king had already left the inner city with his army.
Zhou Fuleng couldn't help but raise his head and look to the southwest with some worry. His old friend, if nothing else, will start fighting again in the spring this year.
"Erchu, have you found the postman?"
A boy who was cleaning the table nearby responded hurriedly, "I've found it, I've found it all. The specialties the shopkeeper wants to send should be arriving in Shuzhou soon."
Zhou Fu nodded.
It was not a souvenir. He had heard that before the New Year, a fire broke out in Chengdu, which caused more than half of the old friend's granary to be burned down.
Therefore, he planned to give the eighteen thousand taels of silver notes he had saved for a long time to his old friend. Of course, the person who sent the message is also familiar, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to rest assured.
Zhou Fu exhaled, raised his eyelids, looked at the customers in the restaurant lobby, then lowered his head and continued to do his abacus.
He did not see a wealthy young businessman in the corner of the lobby looking at him with interest. It wasn't until a figure slowly walked over and took a seat that the wealthy businessman withdrew his gaze.
"Chen Anshi, you are late again."
The young man who sat down clasped his fists and apologized. He looked around and said, "It's confirmed. Chen Sheng, the logistics general of Xishu, is shopping for grain everywhere. He has found Anshi Grain Store."
"I had already guessed it." The young wealthy businessman smiled, "The situation in Xishu has been pushed into a dead end. Previously, we only wanted to help the Empress Dowager of the Ji Dynasty to clear the country. But who knew that this great advantage would be taken away by a The king of Shu who had risen up with stick men was defeated. Only then did I realize that the path that the king of Shu was going to take was, for people like us, killing them all."
"If he becomes emperor, we will all die."
"Master, there are many people with mixed eyes. Why don't I find a private room and talk in detail."
"Nothing, just sit here." The young wealthy businessman smiled, raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Fu at the counter.
"Did you see it? The shopkeeper of this restaurant is an old friend of Xiao Buyi. I was thinking that maybe I could do something with him."
"Xu Buyi is ambitious and will not give up the interests of Western Shu for the sake of old friends and old friends." Chen Anshi was silent for a while before speaking.
"Of course. So I'm still thinking about how to use the best method to achieve the greatest results."
"The aristocratic families in the inner city have already reached an agreement. But the King of Yuzhou led his troops out of the inner city."
The young wealthy businessman smiled lightly and said, "It's normal. If he continues to stay in the inner city, one aristocratic family will continue to persuade him to cooperate with us. His leaving the inner city actually diverts the attention of the aristocratic families in the inner city. Chang The fourth child in our family is not a simple person."
"Chen Anshi, your spies must keep an eye on him. If the king of Yuzhou dares to lead troops to the vicinity of Dingzhou and threaten revenge, then there must be results."
"Master, don't worry." Chen Anshi nodded.
"As for Anshi Liang Store, after doing this business in Xishu, we should close the door and let our family leave immediately. This time, no matter what, we have to give Xishu one hundred thousand taels of silver to let this little commoner's political power , adding insult to injury.”
Chen Anshi nodded, hesitated for a moment and spoke again. He didn't know why, but he uttered something inexplicably.
"Master, I always feel that Xu Buyi... is not a simple person and is not easy to deal with. In addition, he also has a poisonous owl and a lame man——"
The young wealthy businessman waved his hand, "How many people does he have, how many counselors, how many armies... so what. Throughout the ages, the national destiny of every dynasty has been held by people like us. Look at Mr. Chang. Fourth, the king of the ten states was angry and led his troops to leave the inner city because of the troubles caused by the family?"
"I don't know anything about folk customs, but I know that the former pseudo-emperor Fang Ru was the end of Xu Buyi. No matter how many mud-legged people gather together and no matter how loyal they are, it will still be a straw shed."
"I understand." Chen Anshi stood up and left.
The young wealthy businessman paused, poured himself a glass of wine, and slowly drank it into his mouth. Then he stood up, hummed an unknown song, and walked to the counter.
"Could the shopkeeper be from Wangzhou?"
Zhou Fu raised his head, hesitated and replied, "Exactly, sir, do you recognize me?"
"I don't recognize it, but I do recognize the brand name of your Fugui Restaurant and the Zui Tianxian."
"Who is sir?"
"Hezhou people. When there was trouble at the border, we moved into the inner city. But when I was in Hezhou, I often went to your restaurant."
Zhou Fu was not impressed, but he still smiled and paid 20% off for drinks.
"Since we are old friends at the border, I can't say that I will come to have a drink tomorrow." The young wealthy businessman laughed and walked out of the lobby after paying the bill.
Zhou Fu collected the money, lowered his head, and continued to make calculations.
Outside the restaurant.
Dusk was falling, and on the main road near the Imperial Palace in Beicheng, two or three generals from aristocratic families, wearing battle armor and leading their troops, rode away with murderous intent.
On a high tower in the north city, the old military advisor Liu Zhongde stood with a stooped posture, looking at the murderous atmosphere below, with a sigh on his face.
The aristocratic families in the inner city are now divided into two groups. One group, as always, supports their lord. The other group, on the other hand, insisted on conspiring with the King of Grain to devour the world.
In the past two or three days, there have been many killings.
"Military advisor, the Hong family's private soldiers are all ready. Send someone to ask if they can counterattack the enemy?"
The old counselor was silent for a moment.
"Tell the Hong family that the young boys from the aristocratic families who were bewitched by the King of Grain will be caught and thrown into prison first. In addition, inform the eight aristocratic families in the inner city that the lord is not in the inner city. The time is right. I, Liu Zhongde, will invite them into the house. Narrative.”
"Military strategist, this is-" The general who delivered the order was shocked, thinking that the old strategist in front of him was also about to rebel.
"Arrange two battalions of troops. The heads of the eight great families entered the mansion and were immediately placed under house arrest."
The old counselor rolled his sleeves coldly, turned around and walked down the stairs.
