Chapter 183 Nan Batian: What? He has another trick up his sleeve

Darughachi Palace!
Yelu was sitting in the main seat drinking tea with a calm expression, with Qimuge standing beside him. At this time, the housekeeper came to report that Nan Batian had arrived and was waiting at the door.

After hearing this, Yelu looked up at the housekeeper and said, "Let him in."

"Yes."

The housekeeper responded, and Yelu looked at Qimugege at this time. Qimugege nodded and stood aside without saying a word.

Soon Nan Batian walked in, followed by Tang Ziyue.

As soon as he came in, Nan Batian knelt down on the ground with a thud: "Master Yelu, I, I am innocent, you have to make the decision for me, make the decision for me!"

Nan Batian knelt down and cried like a shrew, which shocked everyone on the scene.

Qimuge had already put his hand on the hilt of his knife when he saw Nan Batian was rioting, but now he could only look around in confusion, wondering whether he should chop him or not.
A face full of confusion.

Tang Ziyue was so shocked that his jaw dropped. Is this still the same mighty and powerful Nan Gang leader that he knew?
Yelu was also surprised. He didn't expect that Nan Batian would kneel so easily.

Yelu stared at Nan Batian for a moment, then asked, "Boss Nan, what are you doing?"

Nan Batian said: "Master Yelu, please don't hide it from me. I know everything. I was wronged. I have never colluded with Zoroastrianism, let alone any alliance with Sun Tiechui. I have always been your most loyal subordinate. I would never dare to do anything that would let down the court!"

Nan Batian cried miserably. Seeing Nan Batian like this, Yelu said, "Oh, it seems that you know that there is a secret letter of your collusion in Sun Tiechui's blacksmith shop."

"Sir, this is absolutely not the case. This is absolutely not the case. I, I will not write such a letter to Sun Tiechui. Am I crazy? Even if I really colluded with Zoroastrianism, I would definitely not leave such written evidence. Even if I take a step back, such a confidential letter would have to be burned after reading it. How could it be discovered by you, sir?"

Nan Batian said aggrievedly.

Upon hearing this, Yelu looked at Nan Batian and said, "Oh, you thought the secret letter was not burned?"

"Burned?"

There was no way he could deal with Nan Batian this time, so Yelu looked at Qimugege. Qimugege took out a tray from the table next to him. On the tray were three pieces of paper that were obviously burnt by fire, and then he placed it in front of Nan Batian.

Nan Batian lowered his head and asked, "What is this?"

Qimuge said: "It's the secret letter you wrote to Sun Tiechui."

"I, what can I see from this?"

Nan Batian pointed at the pieces of paper and said, while Tang Ziyue on the side had an ugly expression. He underestimated the insidiousness of Chen Jiusi. He actually used such a despicable trick. The burnt pieces of paper must be more convincing than the complete secret letter, especially if this piece of paper was pulled out of the brazier.

Thinking about this, Tang Ziyue looked at Qimuge and asked, "Commander, where did you find this?"

"It was in the brazier in the secret room of Sun Tiechui's blacksmith shop. I dug it out from the ashes."

Tang Ziyue took a deep breath. Great! Chen Jiusi really had a plan in mind. This time he had found almost all the key points. What could be more convincing than clues that one's own people had dug out from the enemy's brazier?

Tang Ziyue looked at the three pieces of paper and saw the following words written on them: [Iron mine closed] [Go quickly] [Holy fire is not extinguished, light...]

The expression on Tang Ziyue's face changed. The key words he chose were really crucial. It was enough to make people think wildly, and this word?

Tang Ziyue frowned even deeper, as if the gang leader had written it himself.

How can this be.

Qimuge then swung the piece of paper around and placed it in front of Nan Batian and said, "Boss Nan, don't you want to explain?"

Nan Batian said: "What do you want to explain?"

Yelu smiled and said, "Okay, Gang Leader Nan, explain to me what the iron mine seizure means. What information do you want to reveal to Sun Tiechui?"

"what?"

Nan Batian was confused, and Yelu continued, "Leave quickly? Are you trying to tip off the enemy?"

"And this!"

"The holy fire is not extinguished, what is it for? Restoring the Song Dynasty?"

Yelu looked at Nan Batian with a mocking look on his face and said, "I didn't expect that Gang Leader Nan would have such great ambitions to restore the foundation of the Song Dynasty and the Han Dynasty. By the way, what did you call us?"

Nan Batian was quite embarrassed at this time, and Yelu said: "Oh, by the way, the Tartars, drive out the Tartars and restore China."

"Boss Nan is truly a man with great ambitions. This national pride is unmatched by ordinary people!"

"Ah, Lord Yelu, what are you talking about? What holy fire, what restoration? I don't have such ideas. I just want to make a little money under your protection and live a peaceful life in Mianshui County. I absolutely have no intention of disrespecting you, and I dare not secretly communicate with Zoroastrianism and do the business that will cost me my life!"

"Oh, is that so?"

Yelu looked at Nan Batian with interest. Nan Batian said, "That's right. I would never dare to do such a cruel thing. Your Excellency, please understand!"

After hearing this, Yelu looked at Nan Batian and laughed, "Haha, OK, Nan Batian, if that's the case, then let's be frank. Did you write this secret letter?"

"I have absolutely not written any secret letter. I swear to heaven. If I did write any secret letter, you will make me have no descendants."

Ok?
After hearing this, Tang Ziyue's eyes narrowed slightly. The leader's oath was so insincere.
But Yelu frowned, a little confused. This oath was really a heavy one. You know, the Han people really care about their descendants. Nan Batian dared to swear on his descendants. Was he really wronged?
Yelu was vague.

Qimuge frowned slightly when he heard this, glanced at Nan Batian and said, "Master Yelu, we can't just listen to Gang Leader Nan's words, we should still rely on the evidence!"

Yelu heard this and said: "Yes, have you found the people I asked you to find?"

"found it."

"Let them all come up."

"Yes."

Qimuge immediately had a group of people called up, led by a middle-aged man in Confucian scholar's clothes. Tang Ziyue bowed to the middle-aged man and said, "Master Qian."

Master Qian nodded and bowed to Yelu, saying, "I, Qian Shun, greet Master Yelu."

Yelu said: "Well, wait a moment."

After saying that, he looked at Nan Batian and said, "Boss Nan, let me introduce you to these people. They are all masters of handwriting recognition in Mianshui County, especially Master Qian. Sometimes when solving cases in Huangzhou Prefecture, the problem of handwriting is involved. We always ask him to help check whether these words are written by you. As long as they identify them, they will know the authenticity. So, I will ask you again."

"Did you write this?"

After hearing this, Nan Batian immediately said, "Master Yelu, you can check it out. I have never written any letters to Sun Tiechui. This cannot be written by me. Someone must have framed me!"

Yelu nodded slightly and said, "Okay, since you are so sure, I will check it out!"

After saying that, Yelu waved his hand and said, "Master Qian, please."

Qian Shun bowed, and then said to Lord Yelu: "Do you have any previous handwritten letters from Gang Leader Nan that we can use for comparison?"

Yelu said: "Yes, these are the letters that Nan Batian wrote to me, you can check them out."

After hearing this, Qian Shun identified the handwriting in the two books himself and frowned slightly from time to time.

At this time, Tang Ziyue came over and said, "Boss, why do I have a bad feeling?"

Nan Batian was stunned and looked at Tang Ziyue and said, "Hmm? Is there any problem? I definitely didn't have any correspondence with Sun Tiechui. This must be a frame-up by Chen Jiusi."

Tang Ziyue said: "I know, but it is precisely because this is a frame-up by Chen Jiusi that we need to be more careful. Chen Jiusi is very sinister in his actions. I am afraid that he will trip us up."

Nan Batian frowned slightly and said, "This fake letter can't be real. Can Chen Jiusi turn a fake letter into a real one?"

Tang Ziyue said: "We must be on guard. Chen Jiusi is very evil. If he dares to attack, he will definitely win."

Nan Batian nodded slightly, then looked at Tang Ziyue and said, "Well, let's be careful. What's fake won't be real. Since ancient times, good has never triumphed over evil. Chen Jiusi can't possibly defeat us."

Tang Ziyue nodded gently and said, "It's good for the leader to be confident, but you also have to be more careful."

The two of them were whispering to each other. At this time, Master Qian looked up and said to Yelu: "Master Yelu, could you please ask Gang Leader Nan to come and give me calligraphy again?"

After hearing this, Yelu said, "Boss Nan, go over and write two words."

Nan Batian frowned, walked over, took the pen handed to him by Master Qian and asked, "What to write?"

Master Qian said, "Just write that this holy fire is not extinguished."

Nan Batian frowned, then scribbled something with his hands, as if he was going to write cursive script.

Seeing this, Qimuge frowned and said, "Boss Nan, write well."

Nan Batian did not answer when he heard this, but Master Qian said, "No need, this is fine."

Master Qian nodded to Nan Batian, then found a colleague who was doing handwriting comparison at the back and looked at each other and started a discussion.

Yelu waited for the result. Soon Master Qian came over and saluted, saying, "Master Yelu."

Yelu looked at Master Qian and asked, "Any results?"

Master Qian said, "We have a result. After all of us have examined it, we believe that the words on this piece of paper were written by the leader of the Nan Batian Gang himself. There is no mistake!"

"You fucking fart!"

Hearing Master Qian's words, Nan Batian immediately became angry and yelled, "I didn't write it!"

"Boss Nan!"

Yelu's voice suddenly became louder, and Qimuge Canglang drew his sword out of its sheath, forcing Nan Batian into a dead corner.

Yelu said: "I heard that Mr. Tang is also good at handwriting identification. Mr. Tang, why don't you give it a try?"

Tang Ziyue bowed when he heard that, but his expression looked very ugly, as if he understood something.

At this time, he went over and Master Qian said with a bitter face: "Mr. Tang, I just want to make a living, but I don't want to get involved in the disputes of these big shots."

Tang Ziyue said, "I know, I know, Master Qian, don't worry, let me take a look."

Tang Ziyue came over, and Master Qian took out a letter written by Nan Batian to Yelu, then the piece of paper, and then what Nan Batian had just written.

Putting the three together, Master Qian said, "Look, there is a word for fire in this letter, this is the word for fire on the paper, and this is the word for fire just written by Gang Leader Nan. Look at the structure, stroke order, and shape of this word, especially the dot here..."

Master Qian explained every aspect of his handwriting identification, and the people behind him nodded slightly. These words were definitely written by Gang Leader Nan.

Tang Ziyue was also shocked, because these words were really written by the gang leader. He was most familiar with the gang leader's handwriting. This sense of familiarity, this gesture, there was no mistake, it was the gang leader's handwriting, no one else could forge it.

But the leader? Colluding with Zoroastrianism?

He didn't believe it. The gang leader had said more than once that Zoroastrians were all fools who only knew how to play with their lives. Who would play with their lives these days? Making money and gaining status were the most important things.

The tyranny of the Mulan people did not affect his dominance over Mianshui County. Was he crazy enough to have an affair with the Zoroastrians?

What picture?

Drawing money?

Don't say it's possible, but he is not stupid to commit a crime against the law at this time. What's the point?
For the sake of national justice? Don't be silly, does he have that thing?
So, how did Chen Jiusi do it?

"Mr. Tang, do you understand?"

Yelu looked at Tang Ziyue and asked. Hearing this, Tang Ziyue turned around and bowed, saying, "I understand."

"How about it? Tell your boss about it."

Tang Ziyue looked at Nan Batian, and Nan Batian also looked at him and asked, "What's going on? What's going on?"

Tang Ziyue said with a bitter face: "Boss, it is indeed your handwriting, that's right!"

"What? Impossible, absolutely impossible. I, I really have never written such a secret letter, sir, I have never written such a secret letter!"

Nan Batian felt like he had a lot of grievances that he couldn't express at this moment!
Yelu's face darkened at this time and he said, "Nan Batian, the evidence is irrefutable, why are you still denying it?"

"Master Yelu, I don't have it!"

Nan Batian knelt on the ground and said, "Master Yelu, this is a frame-up. Chen Jiusi is framing me. I really didn't do it."

"Sir, put yourself in my shoes. I am now the number one Han Chinese in Mianshui. I have money, status, and power. Why would I have an affair with Zoroastrianism?"

"They can give me more money, more power, or something else. I don't need to take the risk and collude with them!"

"My Lord, I am innocent!"

Nan Batian knelt on the ground and had lost the arrogance of a gang leader. He just kept making excuses. Seeing this, Yelu frowned. He also felt that Nan Batian did not have enough motivation to collude with Zoroastrianism.

At this time, Qimuge said, "Who knows if you are doing this for some national cause?"

"National justice?"

Nan Batian looked confused and asked, "Commander Qimuge, do I have that thing?"

"I have killed so many Han people for you. Not to mention the scholarly family that has been passed down for hundreds of years in the pre-Song Dynasty, and the Wen family that plotted a rebellion. I led people to kill their entire families. I have committed such a serious sin that in the eyes of the Han people, I am just a dog of you. They cannot accept me!"

After hearing this, Qimugege fell silent. Indeed, Nan Batian had always done an excellent job in persecuting Han rebels and had done many immoral things.

However, this cannot completely clear him of suspicion.

Nan Batian seemed to understand all this, and he kowtowed to Yelu and said, "My lord, I know that things have come to this point, and no matter how much I say, you will not believe me. In this case, I will not say anything more, and you can just watch my performance."

Yelu frowned slightly and looked at Nan Batian and asked, "How should we behave?"

Nan Batian said: "Sir, am I not responsible for searching for the weapons of the Zoroastrianism and capturing the demons of the Zoroastrianism?"

"Sir, I hereby sign a military order. Within twenty days, not even half a month, we must capture all the weapons and the Zoroastrian demons. If we can't find the weapons, I, Nan Batian, will die without hesitation!"

After hearing this, Yelu narrowed his eyes.

Tang Ziyue was also shocked when he saw this. It would take half a month to search for the weapons. The time was a bit tight. However, there was no other way now. He had been trapped in a blind spot by Chen Jiusi.

Thinking of this, Tang Ziyue also bowed and said, "Sir, if we can't find the weapons within half a month, Ziyue is willing to share the blame with the gang leader."

After hearing this, Yelu narrowed his eyes, looked at Tang Ziyue and Nan Batian, and finally said: "Okay, Nan Batian, Tang Ziyue, I will give you this chance. In half a month, I want to see the heads of the weapons and the Zoroastrian demons. If you can do it, these secret letters will be nonsense. If you can't do it, you will be punished for multiple crimes and your crimes will be even more serious. Don't say I didn't give you a chance!"

"Thank you, sir!"

After hearing this, Tang Ziyue and Nan Batian thanked him together. Yelu nodded and said, "Okay, let's leave it at that. You can go first."

Nan Batian heard this and said, "Yes, sir, I will take my leave."

Watching Nan Batian leave, Qimuge said, "Master, are you going to let them go so easily?"

Yelu said: "This matter does seem strange. This Nan Batian has no reason to collude with Zoroastrianism. I have already given him everything he wanted."

"And he is colluding with Zoroastrianism to take it a step further. It is too dangerous and it will be difficult for him to succeed."

Qimuge thought for a moment and said, "So the master thinks this is a fraud?"

Yelu said: "That's right, and it's not right."

Qimuge: “?”

Yelu said: "This matter is very strange, but I thought about it, even if this secret letter is real, it doesn't matter. I think the most likely possibility is that Nan Batian used his iron ore to exchange silver with the Zoroastrians. It was a simple transaction."

"Now is the time to use people. The inspector from above will be here soon. This batch of weapons must be found, otherwise it will be difficult to complete the task. We might as well give it to Nan Batian. Since he wants to atone for his sins, he can only work hard."

"Sometimes, people with some stains are more suitable for use. As long as he is not really colluding with Zoroastrianism, he can be used."

Qimuge said: "What if he is really determined to help Zoroastrianism?"

Yelu's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he said, "Kill!"

Qimuge said: "Yes, I understand."

……

At this time, outside the Yelu Mansion, Nan Batian was covered in cold sweat, and Tang Ziyue, who was following behind him, was also still in shock. It was too dangerous. Just now, they were almost killed if they were not careful.

Thinking of this, Tang Ziyue looked at Nan Batian and said, "Boss, is it too difficult to find that batch of weapons in the past half month?"

Nan Batian said: "It is difficult, but no matter how difficult it is, this is the only way, otherwise we won't be able to pass this level today."

Tang Ziyue said, "But this batch of weapons may have already left Mianshui County. Where can we find them?" Nan Batian said, "There is always a way."

Tang Ziyue said: "Then let's go back and send more people?"

Nan Batian said: "Well, send more people to show that the situation is tense. In addition, the Mianshui River must be sealed off and no ship is allowed to go down the river."

Tang Ziyue said: "Yes."

After explaining a few words, Nan Batian said, "Ziyue, there is something I can't figure out. The secret letter was clearly not written by me, but why is the handwriting on the top side mine? Is there something fishy going on?"

Tang Ziyue frowned and said, "I can't figure this out either."

The two looked at each other and were surprised at Chen Jiusi's method. What kind of method was this?

……

White Tiger Hall!
Chen Jie had already won twelve games in a row against Xiaohu. Xiaohu finally stood up and said, "Brother Jiusi, I won't play anymore. I can't beat you at all!"

Chen Jie laughed and said, "You are always impatient when doing things or playing chess. Look how steady Si Xi is."

"he?"

Xiaohu's face was full of disdain when he heard this. How could he be steady? Look at him now, is he steady at all?
Si Xi was sitting on the steps at this time, looking worried. How on earth could Nan Batian write these words?
Si Xi was just thinking about it when a disciple from the White Tiger Hall rushed in from outside. After coming in, the disciple greeted Si Xi and then went straight to Chen Jie.

Chen Jie said: "There are no outsiders, go ahead and speak."

The man immediately said, "Master, Nan Batian just came out of Yelu's mansion and promised Yelu that he would find the weapons and capture the Zoroastrian rebels within 15 days. Otherwise, he will be punished for multiple crimes and his crime will be even more serious!"

Chen Jie's mouth cracked when he heard this.

Not bad, not bad, this is the effect I need.

If you want to bring down Nan Batian, first you have to get rid of all of Yelu's trust in him. Just like Xiaohu said, you have to make Yelu stand on your side. If Yelu wants to kill Nan Batian, then Nan Batian will definitely die.

Therefore, we should not be hasty in dealing with the Southern Tyrant, but should proceed step by step.

Chen Jie's current battle with Nan Batian is like a hunter fighting a tiger. If you go in head-on, you will definitely be covered in wounds and may not be able to kill the tiger, so you have to set a trap and then drive the tiger into the trap.

That’s right, this note was just the switch of the trap. Chen Jie never thought of using this note to kill Nan Batian, and he couldn’t do it.

But it can force him into a dead end.

And it is obvious that this step he took was correct and successful.

Chen Jie took a sip of tea, and Si Xi stood up after hearing the disciple's report and said, "Wait, you just said that multiple crimes should be punished together. In other words, Lord Yelu really believes that the note was written by Nan Batian, and that Nan Batian is suspected of secretly communicating with the Zoroastrians?"

"Yes, that's right. Qian Shun, the lawyer at the government office, went to do the appraisal and confirmed on the spot that the handwriting was authentic. It is said that Nan Batian was crying and kneeling at the scene, like a clown."

The younger brother said with a smile, and after hearing this, Xiaohu smiled and said, "Hey, brother, tell me in detail."

The younger brother smiled and said, "Master Tiger, there are no more details. This is all the information I have."

Xiao Hu said: "What a pity, I missed such a wonderful scene!"

Si Xi looked at Chen Jie and said, "Master, please help me solve this puzzle. I really don't understand how you let Nan Batian write such words?"

Chen Jie laughed and said, "This is very simple, Sixi, do you know a picture framer?"

Si Xi said, "I know. Isn't it just to frame the painting and repair the painting at the same time? Okay?"

Chen Jie smiled and said, "The skills of these picture mounters are all good. I happen to have one under my command. He has been a picture mounter for eight generations. His skills are unique, especially forgery. Unfortunately, the people of Mulan don't understand calligraphy and painting, which has led to the Han people starting to dislike calligraphy and painting. As a result, his skills have nowhere to be used and have ended up in our Baihu Hall."

"They have a trick called painting peeling. They can peel a painting into three pieces and sell them. Each piece is authentic!"

Si Xi widened his eyes. Is it so magical?
Chen Jie continued, "Nan Batian's ordinary letters are not difficult to find. I just need to find these words in the letters, pick them out one by one, peel them off using the method of peeling paintings, and print them on new paper. After that, the framer will use his ancestral craftsmanship to make it look like Nan Batian wrote it, and no one will be able to tell it's written by Nan Batian!"

"So, those words were written by Nan Batian. How could he escape?"

After hearing this, Si Xi said, "Master, that's amazing, but how could you burn the words into pieces and still keep them?"

Chen Jie laughed and said, "Try more, you will succeed eventually. Those three pieces of paper cost me hundreds of pieces of paper!"

"High, high, really high, the hall master's methods are simply unpredictable and amazing!"

Si Xi praised him from the side, while Xiao Hu laughed and said, "Good for you Si Xi, you are also a flatterer."

Si Xi said: "I am really impressed, you are the flatterer."

After hearing what Si Xi said, several people burst into laughter. It was indeed very fun to see Nan Batian get into trouble.

Thinking of this, Chen Jie said: "Okay, let's not talk about other things. This first step is considered a success, so the next step is the second step. It's time to put pressure on Nan Batian."

After these words came out, the other people were stunned and looked at Chen Jie and asked, "What do you mean, Hall Master?"

Si Xi said: "It's time to move the spies among the Mulan people. The 20,000 taels of silver that Gang Leader Nan owes them must be repaid!"

"Pay back the money?"

Si Xi looked at Chen Jie in confusion. Chen Jie laughed and said, "Yes, pay back the money. By the way, this is the account book of the Fishermen's Gang Headquarters this year. Take a look. How much money does he have left?"

As Chen Jie was speaking, Chen Zhu beside him handed him an account book, which Chen Jie threw on the table.

Si Xi took it and looked at it. After reading it all, he asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Such a big fishing gang, now there is only 25,000 taels of silver in the treasury?"

Chen Jie laughed and said, "It's a bit much."

"This is still a lot. A normal operation of the gang requires three to five thousand taels of silver per month. This amount of money is only enough to operate the headquarters for one month. What about after one month?"

Chen Jie said: "That's why we need them to hurry up and get the 20,000 taels of silver back, so that the headquarters will have 5,000 taels left. Without money, they have to find a way to increase their income."

“Open source?”

Si Xi frowned after hearing this and said, "How can we increase our income? The source of income for the fishing gang is salt, which is fixed. Iron is not allowed to be sold, and freight has stopped. As for selling fish?"

Si Xi was full of puzzlement. Although the fishing gang was called the fishing gang, selling fish was their least important industry.
Selling fish is the least visible industry of the fishing gang. Although it exploits fishermen, it is actually just a way for the fishing gang to maintain old traditions. If they really rely on selling fish to make money, they might as well starve to death.

These fish selling businesses can only sustain themselves for a while. If fish stalls at the township level want to keep the fishing gangs running, they can only think of more profitable ways.

So if the fishing gang wants to increase their income, there is almost no other way, unless they rob or hijack?

If people knew about that, they would be so laughable. The fishing gang can exploit the people, but they cannot rob people. Robbery is something that bandits do. The fishing gang cannot be worse than bandits!

So open source seems to be very difficult.

Si Xi looked at Chen Jie, who smiled and said, "Boss Nan will find a way."

After that, Chen Jie said, "Tomorrow, let the Mulan people ask for money. These useless people are not even in a hurry to ask for money. What else can they do? It's so pitiful!"

After hearing this, Si Xi said, "Yes."

……

The next day, at the headquarters of the fishing gang, a group of nearly a hundred people, led by old Aluta, surrounded the headquarters of the fishing gang.

Nan Batian had been up all night. He had been forced into a corner yesterday after being tricked by Chen Jiusi. He really had no other options. At this moment, he stared with a pair of big eyes that were red and bloodshot. He looked extremely pitiful and exhausted.

Just as he fell asleep, he heard a commotion outside. The disciples of the Fishing Gang came rushing over, but they didn't dare to go in when they reached the door, because a foolish little brother had gone in to report the news yesterday.

He was slapped to death by Nan Batian, and later someone spread the rumor that the gang leader killed people in his sleep!
But the situation is so serious now that I have to report it. After thinking about it, I turned around and ran to Tang Ziyue, who had just fallen asleep.

He also stayed up all night yesterday, competing with Chen Jie in intelligence. It was really a protracted battle. He was wondering what method Chen Jie would use to plot against him next. After thinking about it all night, he still couldn't imagine what Chen Jie would do next.

Just as I fell asleep, my younger brother came and banged on the door.

Tang Ziyue woke up, put on his coat and went to open the door, saw the younger brother and asked, "What's the matter?"

Upon hearing this, the younger brother said directly: "Mr. Tang, something terrible has happened. A group of Mulan people have blocked our gate and asked us to pay them money. If we don't pay them, they will not leave!"

Tang Ziyue heard this and said, "Does the gang leader know about this?"

The younger brother looked at Tang Ziyue and said, "I didn't dare to tell the leader."

Tang Ziyue said: "Okay, take me to the door first."

Soon Tang Ziyue was brought to the door, and then he saw old Aluta. He went up to talk to him, but Mulanren had one attitude: he wanted 20,000 taels of silver now.

Tang Ziyue said: "Don't worry, give us some time."

Old Alutai said, "Han people, you still want to cheat us. There are only 25,000 taels left in your fishing gang's account. If we had come a little later, I'm afraid all the money would have been gone. We want the money today. If you don't have money, we will go to the Darughachi Mansion to sue!"

"Ok?"

Tang Ziyue frowned, looked at the disciple beside him and said, "Bring the account book here for me to see."

I immediately went to the accounting office to collect the account books. After the books were summarized quickly, Tang Ziyue frowned. There were actually only 25,000 taels. How could it be so little?

After thinking about it, Tang Ziyue understood. The iron mine had been closed recently, the canal transportation had stopped, and the salt industry was about to be destroyed by the White Tiger Hall. It was not easy to have so much money.

But what frightened Tang Ziyue even more was how much money his fishing gang had. How did Mu Lanren know about it? And who leaked the secret?

Moreover, the Mulan people came here in such an organized manner today, I am afraid there is someone instigating them behind the scenes.

"Chen Jiusi, yes, it must be Chen Jiusi. This guy's moves are all lethal, wave after wave, leaving no room for anyone to breathe!"

Tang Ziyue frowned and turned to his younger brother and said, "Get some tea and serve these gentlemen."

Then he rushed to find Nan Batian.

Nan Batian had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by Tang Ziyue knocking on the door. His eyes were bloodshot and he was about to get angry, but when he saw Tang Ziyue, he held back his anger.

Tang Ziyue said: "Boss, the Mulan people are here to ask for money."

"what?"

Tang Ziyue said: "The Mulan people are here to ask for money."

"If they want money, didn't I say I'd give it to them in two days?"

"They want it now. They won't leave unless they give it to us. Besides, they know we don't have much money in our account. We only have 25,000 taels. If we give them 20,000, we will only have 5,000 taels left."

"this!"

Nan Batian's eyes widened and he asked, "How do they know how much money we have in our account?"

Tang Ziyue said: "It is most likely that Chen Jiusi said it. Chen Jiusi wants to use this trick to force us."

"Chen Jiusi, Chen Jiusi!"

"Why is it always him!"

Nan Batian roared angrily at this time, and Tang Ziyue also said with a bitter face: "It seems that Chen Jiusi wants to fight us to the death!"

"I'm going to fight him to the death. I'm going to kill him!"

Nan Batian had an angry expression on his face. Hearing this, Tang Ziyue said, "Boss, killing him is a later matter. Now our most important thing is to find the weapons. Secondly, how should we deal with these Mulan masters?"

Nan Batian was silent for a moment after hearing this and said, "There are only 25,000 taels left in the account?"

Tang Ziyue said: "Yeah!"

"What about the salt money and other income this month?"

Tang Ziyue said: "It's not enough to maintain the normal operation of the gang."

"So, leader, what should we do? Why don't we ask Lord Yelu for a few more days? If we give them these 20,000 taels, we can only sustain them for a month at most. We won't be able to pay them next month. By then, I'm afraid the brothers will complain!"

Nan Batian heard this and said, "No, we can't ask Lord Yelu for mercy. If we ask Lord Yelu for mercy now, we will be in a more passive position. Isn't it just 20,000 taels of silver? Give it to him."

"Ah, gang leader, now that we have this money, how will our gang run?"

Tang Ziyue said anxiously. Nan Batian heard this and a sneer appeared on his face. He said, "Haha, Chen Jiusi is only this little bit of Taoism. It's too early to kill me. Don't worry, give the silver to Mulan people and send these beggars away first!"

"Hey, Gang Leader, what about our gang?"

Nan Batian said: "Gang members should eat and drink as they please. Nothing should be delayed. Don't worry. It's just a little money. It's easy to earn it back."

Tang Ziyue said: "Boss, the White Tiger Hall has severely impacted the salt industry. The canal transportation is not allowed, and the iron ore is not allowed to be sold. Do we have to rely on fishing to make money?"

Nan Batian said: "Fishing, I'm robbing!"

……

"Boss Nan, you are robbing me!"

At night, in Nan Batian’s mansion, a voice was heard, and at the same time more voices were heard.

"Boss Nan, we really can't make much money from this trip. If you continue like this, we can't do this business anymore."

"That's Boss Nan, this won't do. We don't have it at your price. Can you make it cheaper?"

At this time, in the hall, Nan Batian was drinking tea leisurely, and was very calm.

However, the major merchants in Mianshui County below can't sit still. There are big businessmen from all walks of life here, some are engaged in grain business, some are engaged in cloth business, and some are engaged in soybean oil resale...

All kinds of goods, varied.

They are now facing a problem, that is the closure of the Mianshui River. Once the Mianshui River is closed, the impact is that their goods cannot be shipped out.

Some of these goods have been ordered from other places. If you cannot ship them out in time, they will be a waste of money. At that time, you will have to pay a high amount of penalty for breach of contract.

Therefore, these big traders are very anxious and keep looking for someone who can transport the goods out.

The results showed that the ships of the three giants of the Mian River could not land, and the matter was under the control of Nan Batian.

So, this group of people came to ask Nan Batian for help. Nan Batian refused the first few times. He transported the goods privately because he thought he valued his life too much. What would he do if he let the Zoroastrian demon go?

But this time, Nan Batian miraculously confessed and invited these big businessmen to his home for negotiations.

Then this scene happened.

A group of big businessmen were crying poor and saying it was too expensive.

Nan Batian took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Everyone, everyone, it's not that I, Nan, am being hypocritical and won't do anything for you. It's mainly because the risk is too great. The Yelu Mansion is investigating strictly, so in this extraordinary period, the price will naturally be increased."

"Of course, I, Nan, will never force you. It's all voluntary. If you don't want to transport the goods, I, Nan, will not force you."

"But if you want to ship it, I'll ask for 50 percent of your total profit as shipping fee. It's not much."

Nan Batian laughed and said, "It's better than you paying for it. The compensation is appropriate, right?"

After hearing this, a group of big businessmen knew that Nan Batian was taking advantage of the situation. Fifty percent was not much, because they were doing normal transportation. The freight for this trip was only 5% of their total profit. Nan Batian directly gave them ten times the profit!
Asking for such a high price is just robbery, isn't it? It's taking advantage of the situation!

But Nan Batian is right. If we can ship the goods out, we don't have to pay compensation. We can still make a profit. We can make 50%, which is actually acceptable.

But I was so angry to be killed by Nan Batian like this!

But soon, Nan Batian said something and they stopped being angry. Nan Batian said, "Well, by the way, let me tell you that the Mianshui River will be closed for at least half a month. No boats can go down the river. And I will only go down this time. For the next ten days, I will not let any boats go down the river, so you can wait as long as you can."

"This……"

Many big businessmen were discouraged, because they had already taken advantage of you.

Finally, he said helplessly: "Okay, we admit defeat, pay the money, pay the money."

Nan Batian immediately laughed: "Hey, that's right."

……

At the same time, Chen Jiusi also received information.

"Oh, Nan Batian really did this. Good, good, the fish has taken the bait. Xiaohu, make an appointment with Old Weird Liu later. I want to have a meal with him today, haha..."

(End of this chapter)