bookpub 0026 For wealth and glory, one is willing to risk one's life.
0026 For wealth and glory, one is willing to risk one's life.
Longmen Warehouse, Basement
"Young master, this way."
"The backup warehouse is simple; please forgive me, young master."
Although Zhao Jing trusted Leng Huazhu's character, he never gambled on human nature.
The safest strategy is to not give the enemy any opportunities.
As soon as Leng Huazhu left, he immediately gathered everyone, packed their valuables, and moved away at top speed.
Yuwen Zhe was abandoned in the basement of Fuwei Escort Agency.
To avoid being tracked by the other party.
As for the new Zhao Jing, he was transformed by the Thousand Illusion Pearl.
Tu Su originally wanted to activate the new hidden stakeout, but Lin Yong suggested a good place.
That place isn't far, it's right next door.
Lin Yong led the way, and the group entered the underground area.
The industries in this area are hidden, and even Tu Su is unaware of them.
Zhao Jing was curious:
"Chief镖师 Lin, if I remember correctly..."
"Your relationship with Longmen Escort Agency is strained."
Lin Yong said with a smile:
"Exactly."
"Fowell started with perfumes and expanded in all directions."
"Rogue martial arts practitioners and apprentices from martial arts schools flocked to it."
"Chief镖师 Lin once said: Join Fuwei, make big money, and live in a mansion."
"The Longmen Escort Agency is no longer a match for us."
Lin Yong beamed with pride when he mentioned his family.
The world is full of poor people who have no way to make money and can only guard their homes.
Not to mention the exploitation by aristocratic families, those who lack talent cannot even get in the door.
Fuwei offered a high salary, even though it was dangerous, because it would make a lot of money.
After all, they have the Seven Seas Alliance backing them, monopolizing the huge profits from perfumes and marketing them all over the world.
Zhao Jing only cared about earning pocket money and hadn't paid any attention to the business, so he couldn't help but ask:
"Longhua Temple behind Longmen is the foremost temple in the Great Yong Dynasty. How could it have fallen?"
Lin Yong looked at Tu Su, who explained:
"Young master, you are unaware of this."
"My godfather arranged the perfume business, with raw materials sourced from southern Xinjiang and then refined in workshops in Minzhou."
"The perfume was eventually shipped from Minzhou to various locations."
"Therefore, the escort agency has a fixed source of goods and a stable schedule, which other companies cannot do."
Lin Yong quickly chimed in:
"Just as the young lady said."
"Fuwei Escort Agency, perfume delivery service, shipping price halved."
"Other companies only ship goods when they are in high demand, and their prices are double."
"Wealthy merchants from all over the country, driven by profit, naturally choose Fuwei as their first choice."
"Business at Longmen has plummeted; there's nothing we can do about it."
"Look, they even sold the warehouse to us."
"Red goods" is a slang term used by security escort agencies, referring to gold, silver, valuables, and rare treasures.
The cost of transporting goods by the escort agency is high, and they don't make much money on other goods.
The Longmen Escort Agency, backed by Longhua Temple, once made a fortune.
Unexpectedly, Fuwei monopolized the perfume market and then began to encroach on the red goods trade.
This is all due to cost reduction, which halved freight rates.
In recent years, Fuwei Escort Agency has risen to prominence, while Longmen Escort Agency has been brought to the brink of collapse.
and many more.
Longmen Escort Agency, Longhua Temple.
Zhao Jing suddenly understood why Longhua Temple supported the Eldest Princess.
As expected, Lin Yong soon wore a bitter expression:
"Give me another ten years, and I'll definitely shut down the Dragon Gate Escort Agency."
"Now that the princess has usurped the throne, the wealth and power of the North will likely be completely swallowed up."
"Those bald monks won't give up easily."
A fake business war, improving technology, and reducing costs.
In real business warfare, calling in back-end support can lead to a swift and decisive defeat.
Longmen Escort Agency is the money bag of Longhua Temple.
Despite the popularity of Longhua Temple and the large amount of money spent on incense offerings.
However, there are many monks who need employment opportunities.
Otherwise, we can only burn money to support people.
Even a large family and a large business are difficult to sustain.
Master Liaochen was kind-hearted and could not bear to see the martial monks unemployed and suffering, so he took strong action to support the princess.
Longhua Temple cracked down on the vicious competition from Fuwei Escort Agency, thus maintaining the stable development of the escort agency industry.
It truly is Namo Maitreya Buddha!
So, I was the culprit again.
Zhao Jing understood why Longhua Temple had gotten involved in this mess.
In order to study chemistry and produce alcohol, he believed that with alcohol, extraction was possible, and with extraction methods, perfume could be extracted efficiently.
The emergence of the perfume industry propelled the rapid development of Fuwei Escort Agency, ultimately causing Longmen Escort Agency to turn from profitable to loss-making, and the losses continued to worsen.
Faced with a dire deficit, Abbot Liaochen had no choice but to rebel.
Zhao Jing was fortunate that his father was cautious and that the Fuwei Escort Agency did not use his own name; otherwise, the abbot would have already exorcised them from evil.
"So it was you who drove the Longmen Escort Agency into a desperate situation."
"Even if this old monk is compassionate, I cannot let you live!"
"Namo Maitreya Buddha!"
The aunt killed all her brothers' children not only to protect the orphan of the Zhao family, but also to seize resources.
Each of the nine provinces controlled its own source of wealth, such as the Min King who was backed by the Seven Seas Alliance and pirates.
Only by consuming these forces can the eldest princess's power grow into its complete form and become a true empress who reigns supreme over the world.
Longhua Temple was also able to absorb the Northern Escort Agency and its incense offerings.
Lin Yong was heartbroken that all his hard work had gone to waste, and he cursed the bald monks of Longhua Temple.
Zhao Jing then offered words of comfort:
Don't worry.
"What Longhua Temple has consumed, it will have to vomit up sooner or later."
"What you need to do is to give away your wealth to protect your family and friends."
"This is an order, understand?"
If Zhao Jing were to regain the throne in the future, he would have no worries about having property.
Those who possess empires treat money as mere numbers.
Therefore, Zhao Jing only cares about people.
Moved, Lin Yong patted his chest and swore an oath:
"I understand!"
Zhao Jing nodded:
"Go."
Lin Yong wanted to leave but then returned:
"We, the people of Fujian, are willing to die for our lord!"
"Even if it detonates a thunderbolt."
"Please do not be soft-hearted, young master. I have already made preparations."
Not to mention Tu Su, Zhao Jing was also startled.
He actually demanded that the thunderbolt be detonated.
The Thunderclap Bomb is incredibly powerful and virtually unstoppable.
If Lin Yong were to detonate it, he would only die.
However, with his actions, Zhao Jing's plan will undoubtedly be able to proceed more smoothly and completely.
They want to create chaos in Yujing, and what could be more suitable than bombs?
But why?
Zhao Jing carefully examined Lin Yong:
"Lin Yong, do you know what you're saying?"
"I know perfectly well that this is not a declaration of loyalty."
Lin Yong added:
"The fact that the young master still cares about his family shows that he is a benevolent ruler."
"Given the current situation in Yujing, even if we don't detonate a bomb, we'll probably die."
"Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well make my death worthwhile."
Zhao Jing took a deep breath:
"Lin Yong, I'll remember you."
What is your wish?
Lin Yong grinned:
"Young master, my family has five children and four brothers."
"I hope you will look after me in the future."
"Everyone in the warehouse is a fellow villager, and they are all willing to die for their community!"
"Please give your orders, young master!"
Lin Yong had made up his mind, and couldn't help but recall the past.
At that time, the sea was filled with rolling waves.
Elder Brother Lin Qingshan sat at the bow of the boat and asked:
"Xiao Yong, do you still consider me your older brother?"
Lin Yong immediately shouted:
"certainly!"
"My eldest brother is the most successful person in Linjia Village."
"Only members of the Lin family can afford the Mystic Pearl, embark on the path of martial arts, and rise above others!"
"It is an honor for Xiaoyong to become sworn brothers with you, sir!"
Lin Qingshan smiled and said:
"Do you desire wealth and luxury?"
Lin Yong answered without hesitation:
"I want it! I dream about it!"
"very good."
"Wealth and status are yours, life is mine."
Lin Yong shouted loudly:
"Please take this, brother."
"We fishermen at sea have our lives tied to our belts from the very beginning."
"No wealth or status comes without hard work."
Lin Qingshan patted his sworn brother on the shoulder:
"Then remember one word: loyalty!"
"If you die, your family will be rich for three generations."
Lin Yong kept it in mind. He worked in Yujing for seven years and sent 10,000 taels of silver, as well as various cultivation resources, back to his hometown.
It was all worth it.
If you gain wealth and status, you must risk your life.
Lin Yong accepted the deal.
Many people want to ask for it, but no one has the way.
Since you're going to die anyway, why not make as much money as possible?
Lin Yong didn't want His Highness to forget his name.
He came from Linjia Village and was the bravest fisherman.
He went out to sea to fish at the age of eight, and fought sharks at the age of twelve. He was born with an iron will and was a true outlaw.
If you're going to make money, you should make a big one.
To die is to die spectacularly.
Zhao Jing said in a deep voice:
"Lin Yong, what are you good at?"
Lin Yong answered subconsciously:
"I am skilled in swordsmanship."
"Here, take this."
Zhao Jing took out Du Jin's Azure Dragon Blade, a low-grade spiritual weapon.
This is more than double the total amount of silver Lin Yong has amassed over the past seven years.
"Your Highness!"
Lin Yong was overjoyed.
Zhao Jing then took out a book, which was Du Jin's notebook that he always carried with him.
Notes on practicing the Azure Dragon Blade Technique.
This sword technique was a superior martial art, but it held little appeal for Zhao Jing.
It's enough for my subordinates.
"Taking this magical artifact out will expose my identity."
"But you also have hope, give it your all."
"If you survive, remember to throw it away."
"As for this notebook, take a look."
"Your Lin family has become a prominent family in Minzhou."
Clearly, one sentence is not enough.
The fact that the other party is willing to risk their life clearly indicates that they want a better outcome.
Even if he dies, Zhao Jing will keep his promise as long as he succeeds.
Lin Yong was overjoyed:
"Thank you, young master!"
"It should be me thanking you."
The original plan still had flaws.
Now that Lin Yonggan is risking his life, the extra explosives can finally be used.
Tomorrow is a good day to set off fireworks.