Chapter 392 Hunting Bureau

A luxurious caravan paraded all the way to the border of Wu County and Rong County.

There is a big "Fu" character hanging on each car. It is a caravan that suddenly appeared last year. It is not clear who is the owner behind it.

The leading carriage was luxurious, jingling and adorned with silver ornaments and jewels, clearly saying 'I am rich, extremely rich'!

Fuwang sat in the carriage, closing his eyes to rest.

This year I traveled all over the country with my master, witnessed his abilities, and learned some real skills.

The master in the palace was cautious and humble, like an invisible man, and few people noticed his existence.

After leaving the palace and arriving in Lingnan, his demeanor changed, he became aloof and cold, and kept strangers away.

Chatting with local officials, drinking tea, watching singing and dancing, giving away beauties and rare treasures...

The banquet was attended by some of the richest businessmen in the area. They were frightened by the master's lavish spending and took the initiative to make friends with him.

After sending a letter to old friends, many eunuchs from the old dynasty came. They had no one to rely on and relied on the caravan for food.

They are all smart people who have been in the palace, and both those with ability and those without ability can find a place to use their skills.

Like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showed their magical powers, and the rice shops in Henan and Hebei roads opened up quickly.

Back in Quanzhou, I met my master's clansmen.

A family lived in a poor alley with sewage flowing everywhere, barely surviving by relying on one or two small passenger boats.

The master seemed to have the magic power to turn stone into gold. He bought several large ships. These inconspicuous, hunched-backed Chen family members immediately straightened up and became powerful in the port.

They set out to sea with a ship full of porcelain, silk, and vermicelli, and returned half a year later with spices, jewelry, etc., making a fortune.

Fuwang sometimes couldn't help asking questions to his master. His master would tell him some things and let him figure out others on his own.

Unconsciously, Fuwang's eyes and aura changed quietly.

Normally, his eyelids are slightly closed, as if he is half asleep, but when he raises his eyes, his gaze is sharp, revealing shrewdness and wisdom.

The master was promoted to the eighth rank Shaofu Supervisor, in charge of the mutual trade of the smelting office and the supervisor of the territorial sea market, and had a more important new task.

The huge business empire was handed over to him and he was promoted to the ninth rank manager.

This trip to Wu County was based on a prior agreement that Wuzhou brown sugar would be supplied to them first.

Brown sugar was sold to wealthy areas such as Jiangnan and Shu, or to merchants from the Western Regions, or sold to Southeast Asia via sea vessels.

Sugar is a rare, scarce and precious commodity, and it is easy to sell everywhere.

Yesterday, County Magistrate Hu found him and told him Su Ying's plan hesitantly.

Fuwang had heard about the affairs of Wang Duanfang in Rong County. When he heard that it was Su Ying who proposed it and wanted to make it as high-profile and public as possible, he knew what Su Ying was planning.

They could have just sent a small steward, but Fuwang was in a playful mood and decided to make the guest appearance himself.

He wanted to see how big a mess the county magistrate could make by detaining the Shaofu Supervisor from the smelting office for supervising the inter-trade trade, and whether the county magistrate could handle it!

"Stop!" the checkpoint guard stopped them. "This road is blocked. Merchants, please return immediately!"

"Sir, we are from the Fulong caravan, going to Rong County to do business. Please be flexible!" The steward sitting on the shaft of the carriage bowed his head.

"Dear merchants, haven't you read the official document from the county government? How dare you go to Rong County?" The bailiff shook his head.

"Have you ever seen the merchants from Rong County? They all look so miserable, as if they were robbed by bandits! The county government issued a special notice yesterday and posted it everywhere. How dare you be so bold as to enter Rong County!"

"Sir, we..." the steward was about to explain.

"Hey, how can you talk like that!" The Rong County yamen runner who was a few steps away was unhappy.

"Merchants are free to trade. How can you, Wu County, stop them? It's really unfair!"

"Bah! Who is not honest? Your Rong County is a den of bandits! People say that when a goose passes by, the feathers are plucked, but you in Rong County leave both the feathers and the goose behind!" The Wu County yamen runner put his hands on his hips and cursed the guy next door.

"Hey! What's the matter? Are you showing off by following your lousy county magistrate who can't even do a fart? Come over here if you're brave enough!" The Rong County yamen runner rolled up his sleeves and shouted.

"Come here if you dare! You are just talking big! If you have the guts, cross this line!" The Wu County yamen runners were not to be outdone.

The two sides were arguing with each other, neither of them wanting to be intimidated.

"Gentlemen, please stop arguing! We're going to Rong County to do business. We heard they have brown sugar there too. Gentlemen, please be merciful and let us go!"

The young steward did not expect that the Wu County yamen runners would intercept him diligently and conscientiously, and they did not hesitate to break up with the Rong County yamen runners, so he had to persuade both sides.

He quietly gave the yamen runner some money and said, "Official, you've worked hard. Take this and have some tea!"

"Merchant, it's not that we are greedy for your money, but we really can't go to Rong County!" The bailiff refused.

Nowadays, they have high salaries and various side jobs at home, so they don't lack this little money. I am acting according to my conscience and sincerely dissuading them.

"Don't worry, sir. We are just following your orders!" The young steward squeezed the yamen runner's hand meaningfully.

"Then, take care of yourselves!" The bailiff was puzzled, but since the other person had said this, there was no point in stopping him.

It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words! He did what he had to do. He was so sure about what he said, so I guess there must be a reason.

"Merchants, please come! Welcome to Rong County! Rong County welcomes you!" The Rong County yamen official watched the caravan enter Rong County with a smile on his face.

This caravan has luxurious vehicles and horses, extraordinary strength and strong financial resources, and the profits from the money they get must be generous.

There have been fewer and fewer merchants these days, and the allocated performance is still a long way off. Today, a fat sheep finally arrived! Should it be worth ten small caravans, right?

Fuwang lifted the carriage curtain and glanced at the Rong County yamen runner indifferently. His eyes were eager and naked, like a hungry wolf staring at a fat sheep.

"Tsk!" Fuwang sneered. It's not certain who is the wolf and who is the sheep.

In high-end hunting games, hunters always appear as prey.

"Sir, a big deal is coming!" Huang San got the news before the caravan entered the city and hurried to inform them.

"Oh! What a haunted place!" Wang Duanfang's son Wang Zhifei rushed in angrily.

He sat down on the chair and drank the tea in one gulp.

"Pfft," he spat out, "Pfft, what tea? Swill!"

"Well, go ahead! Be clean!" Wang Duanfang waved his hand.

"Yes!" Huang San understood, bowed and retreated.

"Father! I don't want to stay in this shabby place for even a day! I want to go back to Chang'an!" Wang Zhifei acted coquettishly to his father.

This poor county is so poor and run-down that there isn't even a place to have fun. I finally found a decent restaurant, but the food there was as bad as pig food.

The restaurant owner actually had the nerve to chase him for money! He was beaten up by his servants.

"Be patient! After the three-year term is over, your cousin and the others will find someone to help, and you should be able to return to Gyeonggi Province." Wang Duanfang comforted him.

He also didn't want to stay in this broken place, so he secretly reported Su Laoer to the emperor for buying people's hearts, and secretly reported the Wuxian County Magistrate and the Wuzhou Governor for colluding with each other and controlling Wuzhou. Wasn't it just because he wanted to make great achievements and return to Chang'an?

However, both secret reports fell into oblivion and no news was ever heard of them.

Even the letter I sent to the Lu family has not received a reply yet. I wonder if it was because the journey was too long and they were delayed on the way?