The family can provide you with great help when you need it, just like the recipe of Yuhuchun.
But at the same time, when you are needed, you also have to make great efforts and pay a great price.
This is a double-edged sword.
Zhang Mingtu is very clear about this. If the family is on the right path, he doesn't mind helping them, but if they go the other way, he will be in trouble.
The banquet was quite grand. Not only were there many escorts from the Weiyuan Escort Agency and members of the Zhang family, but most of the bigwigs in Jianyi also sent their stewards or servants to participate.
Those with closer relationships may even come in person.
The escort agency relies not only on force but also on human relationships and worldly wisdom to survive.
Weiyuan Escort Agency has been in contact with various families for many years, and even the Longmen Escort Agency sent people to congratulate them.
It is said that colleagues are enemies, but superficial harmony can still be maintained.
The one surrounded by everyone like a star was Zhang Tuyuan, and everyone who came would congratulate him.
Zhang Tuyuan also held the wine and toasted everyone one by one, looking very polite.
What they got was the Zhang family’s current specialty, the Yuhuchun, which has already gained a certain degree of fame.
Zhang Mingtu watched him toast those big shots and drank the toast. For a moment, he remembered the parties when he was just a slave in the society in his previous life, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
"As expected, a society similar to ancient Chinese civilization would have these customs and cultures. Judging from his drinking capacity, he will definitely be a good drinker in the future."
Although he was muttering in his heart, Zhang Mingtu did not feel any envy.
Judging from his perception, Zhang Tu's progress was much faster than the two times he had seen before. He might have had better nourishing prescriptions at this time, and had reached the peak of the bone-strengthening level, but he still had some work to do before reaching the muscle-strengthening level.
From Zhang Mingtu's perspective, if one wants to truly enter the stage of marrow cleansing and blood transfusion, it will take about half a year of practice.
Although the family was bustling with activity, Zhang Mingtu didn't care too much about it. Instead, he was thinking about the grain ship gang.
"I remember Wang Mazi seemed to be in the Grain Ship Gang. Later, he risked his life to stand up for me. It wasn't because I saved him, but because I saved his mother."
Zhang Mingtu recalled the memory of how the Zhang family was destroyed because of Yuhuchun ten years ago. It seemed like that was a long time ago.
He was surrounded by soldiers and officers, covered in blood, and was dragged out from the pile of dead bodies by Wang Mazi.
"At that time, Wang Mazi seemed to have been seriously injured in a gang fight. He ran out of strength and gradually drifted to the fringes of the gang. During a famine, his mother almost starved to death. I gave him and his mother a few bites of food, and I think I saved his mother..."
There were too many and too complicated memories for Zhang Mingtu to distinguish clearly. The main reason was that he had done too many things during the disaster years, and as a modern man, he could not bear to see people starve to death.
Moreover, Zhang Mingtu felt that he had not done much. Many people died of illness and hunger. He was just giving those who were in good condition a chance.
"Ask Wang Mazi to help find out if there's any clues about the monster."
"Also, Ruihai should give us some more information."
Looking at the person in charge of Longmen Escort Agency and clan leader Zhang Benben toasting each other and talking and laughing, there was no sign that they were colleagues or enemies.
But Zhang Mingtu knew very well what was going on behind the scenes between the two.
Even colleagues are enemies, not to mention that the two escort agencies are in the same place, not far from each other. Both of them wish that the other would go bankrupt immediately and take over all of the other's business.
But even if he secretly wishes that the other party will disappear immediately, he still maintains his efforts quite well on the surface.
If a bodyguard has to use swords and knives every time he transports a piece of darts, then after one or two trips no bodyguard will be willing to escort the darts.
They often make money by being harmonious, and spend a little money to bribe various green forest heroes and official connections.
The outlaws also don't want to fight to the death every time. After they have made an appointment with each other, they are also willing to charge less money and make money in a friendly way.
After all, life is not a game, you only have one chance.
The real world is not like in movies and TV dramas where anyone transporting a convoy can kill everyone in the escort agency and kill people at will.
"Longmen Escort Agency is quite quick. Why don't we let them take over the escort mission next time?"
Zhang Mingtu pondered for a moment and felt that this method should be good.
Having had this experience before, Longmen Escort Agency must be familiar with the route and should be able to escort the next shipment faster.
"People like Rui Hai and their families deserve a better outcome."
If it weren't for a person like Ruihai, Zhang Mingtu might not have been able to join the Jinyiwei at all.
And it's not just Ruihai. Zhang Mingtu found out after several attempts that when he really wanted to do something, he would encounter huge obstacles, but at the same time, the superiors would also give him considerable support. This was true for him and Ruihai as well.
"Although Daxia is corrupt, it is not truly corrupt beyond repair."
If possible, Zhang Mingtu was not willing to stand against the court and directly fight against Daxia with the lives of the people.
A general's success is built on the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers. With the ability to peek into the future through the Book of Life and Death, Zhang Mingtu feels that he may really have the ability to recreate the world.
But he couldn't imagine how many corpses there would be along the way.
Head-on confrontation with the imperial court, which has been established for more than 800 years and has countless resources.
Many people and things he wanted to save and cared about would probably turn into corpses.
If possible, Zhang Mingtu would rather use a subtle and silent method. He would discover Daxia's pustules and then scrape the bones to cure the poison.
It was like after he had been a slave in society for a year, he deeply understood that he was not born in Rome, but was just a slave.
As for the countless people, as far as he could see, he could see the people he was familiar with in Jianyi: Uncle Jili, his parents, and the clan leader Zhang Benji...
Most people find it difficult to survive in a turbulent society and amidst huge changes. Even with the Book of Life and Death, Zhang Mingtu cannot guarantee it.
"I'm just a mortal. I'm not as free and unrestrained as the characters in novels, movies, and TV dramas. I need to be restricted everywhere and have to change my appearance to do everything..."
Zhang Mingtu said to himself that he really couldn't stand those who exploited the people and bullied the market, and he was willing to do what he could as long as it didn't endanger himself or his family.
After all, he is still alive in this world.
Let him just get rid of the evil and do good deeds. If someone covers up for him and he does everything legally and reasonably, it won't have much of an impact and no one will retaliate against his family.
He dared to do it boldly, but if no one backed him up...
"If no one is there to support me, I can only be a keyboard warrior at best. I am still a coward after all."
Zhang Mingtu sighed secretly, but was not too depressed.
This is how human hearts are, this is how human nature is.
True heroes and warriors are always a minority, and he is just the majority.
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