Star Trace Gate

Chapter 713: The Real Cannibal

The Third Prince's strong character was eventually completely corrupted in this cannibalistic park. The beautiful singer in Liyuan, the threat of beheading, the inducement of getting rich... Who the hell could withstand this?

Nothing happened that night, and the next morning, Ren Ye, his beloved concubine, the third prince, Lao Liu, A Pu, Tang Feng, Yin Hu, and Master Chu Dao, a group of extremely luxurious scammers, quietly set out for the war-torn area on the south bank of the Styx River, ready to make money in a bloody way.

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The realm of the Styx is like the river that divides the Chu and Han dynasties in chess. Its southern bank is connected to Binzhou of the Lich Kingdom in southern Xinjiang; its northern bank leads to Yanzhou of Daqian. These two states have seen many wars break out recently, and there have been several bloody battles.

The source of the war was naturally because Daqian lost the nine lands of Shangyu. Emperor Jing and the court were completely broken, so they continuously sent troops south and continuously invaded the territory of the Styx, attempting to completely destabilize the southern border and not give them any breathing time.

To put it bluntly, the Daqian court's move is to rely on its strong national strength to destroy a state on the border of the Lich Kingdom, and then wait for the opportunity to launch a large-scale attack.

Yanzhou of Daqian was originally a vast and rich land with flat terrain and fertile soil. It was known as the granary of the south. There were many ancient sects in the world, and it was also rich in various rare treasures, especially countless strange stones.

There are a large number of red gold mines hidden in the only Yanshan Fulong Mountain Range here. According to legend, a supreme god with true Qilin bloodline once died here, and his blood and flesh energy flowed into the entire mountain range, causing the birth of red gold here.

This item is a must-have for forging top-level weapons, so the culture of gambling on stones is also very popular here, and top-level red gold is hard to come by.

The area of ​​Yanzhou directly connected to the Styx River had three passes and five counties. Currently, all the 300,000 soldiers of Daqian were gathered here, ready to launch an attack on the other side of the Styx River at any time. After the three passes and five counties, less than 300 miles to the northeast was the prefecture capital of this place - Yanzhou City.

More than 200 miles to the southeast of the Three Passes and Five Counties is another important city called Chijin City.

As the name suggests, this place is very close to the Yanshan Fulong Vein, and is also the area with the most red gold mines.

There is a chamber of commerce with a very strong background in Chijin City - called Sihai Chamber of Commerce, and this chamber of commerce is the seller that has been selling various supplies to Qingliang Prefecture.

The Sihai Chamber of Commerce has been established for more than 200 years. Although it is now a "giant" in Daqian, it started in Yanzhou, in Chijin. The current president of this chamber of commerce is Yuan Ziliang. He is in the capital of Daqian and has a wide network of connections. He can get in touch with officials of the first and second ranks of the court, even the princes, and all kinds of people.

It is rumored that the favorite concubine of the current eighth prince is also his close relative, and the eighth prince's political bargaining chips and sphere of influence in the court are all in Yanzhou.

Yuan Ziliang was a wealthy businessman of the time, but he had few children. He had more than a dozen concubines who worked the land like crazy, but got nothing in return. Only his wife gave birth to a son for him when she was young, named Yuan Hong, also known as Yuan Dalang.

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In Chijin City, in the Zixuan Pavilion of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce.

An old man in his fifties, wearing a green satin robe and a melon-shaped hat, was kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely, and reported: "Young Master, there are five brothels, three gambling stone shops, and sixteen restaurants in Chicheng... Excluding the expenses for this month, the net profit income is 5.32 million, 8,715 star sources. I have packed twelve large boxes and have brought them in. Please send someone to count them."

His cautious and slightly trembling voice of reporting slowly echoed in the hall.

About twenty steps in front of the old man, there was a yellow gauze curtain hanging, and behind the curtain, there was a bright lamp, which just reflected two human figures.

The figure of a young man was lying on the couch behind the wine table, his head resting on a soft embroidered pillow, his body extremely relaxed. On the other hand, there was another charming figure kneeling on the ground, leaning on the man's waist, with messy black hair and his little head shaking like a chicken pecking at rice.

The erotic scene is about to emerge from behind the curtain.

The old man was old, he didn't dare to look, nor did he want to look, but the strange noises could never escape his sensitive ears.

Inside the account.

A young man with disheveled hair and an unprepossessing appearance lowered his head slightly and looked down at the wet nurse, who was over thirty-five years old but extremely beautiful, with bright eyes.

This person is Yuan Hong, Yuan Dalang, 19 years old this year. Unlike his father, he has good farming skills. Although he is less than years old, he already has five children.

However, he has the same hobbies as Boss Cao. Cao Wei has a very strong character and his hobbies are rather special.

A wet nurse is a real wet nurse. When he was young, she would provide him with three or five full meals a day. But as he grew up... the nature of her job changed slightly.

Not long after.

Yuan Hong made a sound of comfort, sat up slightly, and said with a smile: "Hey, let's have another glass of wine to clear our mouths, okay?"

"There are people outside the tent...but you are so impatient. You are just like when you were little, always too impatient." The beauty picked up the wine glass with resentment, covered her cheek with her sleeve, and drank the wine and rinsed her mouth elegantly.

Emotional intelligence, a person's emotional intelligence can really determine the upper limit of his career. The amount of information in her sentence inexplicably hit Yuan Dalang's sweet spot.

"Ha ha……!"

Yuan Hong smiled: "You are such a goblin!"

He shook his hair that was scattered behind him, picked up the wine glass and stood up.

The beauty tidied his clothes for him, and he walked out barefoot, looking up at the sweaty old man: "Hey, Manager Yang, you are my uncle, how can you kneel down and report to me! Hurry up!"

"Haha, there are differences between the noble and the humble, there are differences between the noble and the humble!" The old man's legs were shaking when he stood up, but he still tried hard to force a smile.

The look he gave Yuan Dalang was not one of respect, but of an inexplicable fear, and he did not dare to really regard himself as an uncle. The ancients attached great importance to hierarchy, and servants were servants, just like the beauty in the curtain. Although she had fed Dalang when he was young, what was the use?

If someone says they're going to fuck you, then isn't that what they're going to do?

Yuan Dalang held a fine wine glass, walked to the old man, and said with a gentle smile: "You are too polite. When my father was in charge of Yanzhou, you were in charge of the brothels, restaurants, and gambling houses in Chicheng. He once told me... if you were in Chicheng, my Yuan family would prosper for a thousand years. In terms of seniority, you are the first meritorious official and the first benefactor of my Yuan family to be what it is today!"

"Sir, please don't say that... How can I be worthy of this title of hero?" The old man bowed with a clear mind.

"Okay, let's not talk about this! I won't send anyone to count the Xingyuan. How can I not trust you?"

Yuan Dalang walked over to the twelve large boxes, glanced at them briefly, and finally pointed at the large box in the middle and said, "With the frequent wars this year, it will be difficult to do business like eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. Your dividends may also be less in the future. You can take this box of star source back and use it as household expenses."

Five and a half million star sources were packed into twelve large boxes, so on average one box contained about five hundred thousand.

Yuan Dalang raised his hand and gave the 500,000 star sources directly to the shopkeeper in front of him without even blinking.

The old man was even more terrified, and said in disbelief: "This... I dare not take this."

"Shopkeeper Yang, I just want to say one thing. With you here, I feel at ease with all the eating, drinking, whoring and gambling business in Chicheng. What's 500,000 star sources?! What's 5 million?" Yuan Dalang said sincerely, "I... just want you!"

Shopkeeper Yang looked at his sincere eyes and was deeply moved.

He had been the shopkeeper for decades, and although 500,000 star sources were not a small amount, he definitely had them. But since ancient times, it was not difficult to serve a boss, but the difficult part was how to maintain a good relationship with the young boss when the old boss took over. The distribution of benefits and the control of scale were all very tricky.

But fortunately, the young boss in front of me believes in me and values ​​me. How can I not repay such a wise master?

Shopkeeper Yang was so grateful that he knelt down to express his gratitude.

Yuan Dalang immediately helped him up, supported him all the way, and sent him to the door. When he was about to leave, he specially sent someone to carry the box of Xingyuan to Manager Yang's house. He was extremely considerate.

After everyone left, Yuan Dalang had the curtain drawn and sat barefoot on the couch drinking, while the beauty next to him tied her hair into a bun and gently massaged his shoulders.

"Pass, Yu the escort leader in."

Yuan Dalang shouted with a smile.

Not long after, a man in black tights walked in majestically.

When he saw Yuan Dalang, he also looked fearful, knelt on his knees and shouted: "I am Yu Wan, your servant, to see you, sir!"

“Haha, excuse me, excuse me…!”

Yuan Dalang laughed loudly and waved his hand, saying, "Hurry up and take a seat."

Yu Biaotou stood up but did not sit down. He just clasped his fists and reported: "Regarding the general of Yanzhou camp... Do you think I should...?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the beauty who was massaging Yuan Dalang's shoulders.

"We are all family, so feel free to speak." Yuan Dalang drank the wine and waved his hands casually.

"I have already arranged for the sixteen generals in the Yanzhou camp to buy official positions. According to your instructions, the twenty-three million star sources have been handed over to the Minister of War, Lord Wang, who will take care of everything." Yu Baotou said strictly, "Lord Wang said that in a little over a month, these sixteen generals will receive promotion orders."

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work on this trip to Kyoto!"

"You, you, always manage to do some big things for me."

"Hahaha, good!"

Yuan Dalang was very happy. He took the initiative to pick up the wine pot and greeted enthusiastically: "Come, come, come and sit down. Let's drink a few glasses together."

"Sir, there is a difference between the noble and the humble... I will serve you a drink."

Yu Biao's leader showed a look of panic, stepped forward and wanted to serve him personally.

Yuan Dalang's face suddenly turned serious, and he frowned and said, "Why are you all so distant to me? You are all capable men beside my father, and have made great contributions to the Chamber of Commerce! What does it mean for me to offer you a glass of wine?"

"Captain Yu, are you afraid that I will poison you, or are you afraid that I will get you drunk and sell you to southern Xinjiang?"

He held the wine glass and looked at the other person with dissatisfaction.

When Yu Biaotou heard what he said, he could only bite the bullet and bend over and say, "What are you talking about? I am from the Yuan family... Even if you really want me to go to the Nanjiang camp to fight, what do I have to fear?! I will drink this cup!"

"Haha, that's refreshing!"

Yuan Dalang handed the wine to the other party.

Yu Biaotou took it carefully and drank it in one gulp.

Yuan Dalang put one foot on the couch, without any etiquette or demeanor of a nobleman. He just squinted his eyes and looked at the thick beard growing on Yu Biaotou's chin, and his smile gradually became weird.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Biaotou drank the whole bottle, wiped his mouth and said, "Good wine, really good wine!"

"You people in the underworld don't care about the details. Look, your clothes are all stained with wine soup..." Yuan Dalang slowly stood up and took the beauty's handkerchief: "Come, let me wipe it for you..."

"My lord, don't you dare... I will do it myself!"

Yu Biaotou was terrified and faced Yuan Dalang, and was about to pick up the rag on the table to wipe his collar.

"brush!"

At this moment, Yu Biaotou, who was licking blood from the blade, suddenly felt a cold wind coming from the back of his neck. That was the feeling a warrior would have when facing a life-and-death crisis.