Chapter 528 This revenge must be left to Sang Zhixia to avenge herself
Peng Yuanliang is indeed a scheming opponent. Not only is he cruel and ruthless, he is also very good at lying in wait for the opportunity.
But even so, it doesn't mean that he can act recklessly without any scruples.
If he dares to have such thoughts and destroy Sang Zhixia's hard work, he must pay the price for it.
The damage to the farm cannot be in vain.
The reason they waited until now was not because Sang Zhixia had lost his courage due to the conspiracy, but because they needed time to find out the enemy's background and were waiting for a relatively suitable opportunity.
The old man, Mr. Qi and others tried to help find out the whole story, but the rest of them tacitly agreed not to get involved in the decision-making.
It is up to Sang Zhixia to decide what to do.
After all, the farm belongs to her, and the knife hidden in the dark is aimed at her.
It is up to Sang Zhixia to avenge this grudge himself.
Sang Zhixia's faint smile couldn't help but turn into a stern smile. She said slowly, "This person has big plans. Not only does he want to win over the Northwest Camp, he also wants to pick my fruits."
"They're hiring farm workers and opening all sorts of shops in the three cities. They're always targeting my business, like they're writing a grudge against me and just going after me."
"Who knows, he might confront me openly someday. It's not appropriate to wait any longer, right?"
According to the information collected recently, Peng Yuanliang probably mistakenly thought that he had grasped the lifeline of Sanyou Farm, and his actions were much more aggressive than before.
He was indeed resentful of Sang Zhixia for ruining his plan, and regarded Sang Zhixia as his number one enemy, wishing to get rid of him as soon as possible.
But Peng Yuanliang couldn't hold back any longer, this was the opportunity.
Mr. Qi was too lazy to argue with insects and flies, and said lightly: "Killing him is very simple."
It basically doesn't require much effort, and Peng Yuanliang can be sent to the west on time.
"Death is too easy."
Xu Yu said lazily, "If he died so easily, wouldn't that be too easy for him?"
When you die, you have nothing. Living in hopelessness for a long time is just a continuation of pain.
Peng Yuanliang didn't deserve to die once and for all.
Amidst the gazes focused on him, Xu Yu flicked his fingertips and said, "Peng Yuanliang has scheduled a gathering of merchants in three days to unite the three northwestern cities. The goal is to unite everyone's strength and create a better future."
"Zhizhi, do you want to join in the fun?"
In fact, each place has its own chamber of commerce. Everyone elects a leading figure to follow their lead, and while the big figure eats meat, they occasionally drink a few sips of soup.
To gain some benefits is also to seek protection.
But there is no similar chamber of commerce in the three northwest cities.
The Northwest is vast, but remote and cold.
In the past, wealthy people looked down on this little piece of land. Although local merchants were jealous of the arrogance of the wealthy land, they could not find a way to enter and could only watch.
Peng Yuanliang was wealthy and powerful, and under the pretext of working together, he tried to gather all the scattered people in the northwest under his own control, which attracted many people.
It's easy to guess that the merchants' gathering in three days will be lively.
Sang Zhixia turned the teacup in her hand without saying a word.
Xu Yu smiled and said, "I heard that in order to convince these people, Peng Yuanliang even brought a lot of good things from the south and promised to sell them to those who came to him at a low price."
"Peng Yuanliang's promise to make concessions seems to be out of kindness, and he hasn't made any other demands yet. But since there's meat hanging on the hook, if he wants to eat it, it won't be free."
Whoever opens his mouth first might end up being hooked and covered in blood.
But until the speculation becomes reality, there is no point in saying anything more.
The show has just begun, they are not in a hurry.
Sang Zhixia's eyes rolled, and she mused, "Peng Yuanliang and Deputy General Wu seem to be getting along quite closely lately. What are they planning behind people's backs?"
"Cough cough cough."
Wu Lian, who had been quietly digging for salted duck eggs, coughed a few times, raised his hand silently and said, "Boss, this is a misunderstanding."
"Regarding this matter, I actually have something I want to explain on behalf of Old Wu."
Wu Lian looked at Sang Zhixia with genuine satisfaction and laughed, "That grandson surnamed Peng really puts a lot of thought into Old Wu, giving him gold, silver, and jade as if they were free. But Old Wu is so obsessed with the money his boss gave him that he won't forget whose food he ate."
Money is good, but no matter how good the gold and silver are, they cannot compare to the grace of saving a life.
The entire Northwest Camp, including Deputy General Wu and Wu Lian and others, almost lost their lives in the famine that year, and only survived thanks to the help of Sang Zhixia and Xu Yu.
With such a relationship, no matter how Peng Yuanliang, the murderer who almost killed everyone, tries to please him, it is doomed to be useless.
Lieutenant General Wu was able to endure and not even pick up the knife to chop Peng Yuanliang. This was the result of enduring again and again.
Sang Zhixia was amused by the strangeness in Wu Lian's words and asked, "What does he want to ask Deputy General Wu for?"
"Trying to pull tiger skin."
Wu Lian shrugged and said, "Peng is an outsider, and he doesn't dare to reveal too much about himself."
"However, even if he has money, it's useless. If he wants to gather merchants from the three northwestern cities to respond to his call, he still needs a big banner to wave."
"The banner he's eyeing belongs to Old Wu and the city lords of the three northwestern cities."
The scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans are all under the control of officials.
Peng Yuanliang wanted to quickly establish himself in the northwest, and having the cover of government offices and military camps would be the best way.
There is no need to talk about Lieutenant General Wu, they are close friends.
The city guards of the three northwestern cities are also old acquaintances of Sang Zhixia. Although they don’t have much contact on weekdays, they always have the friendship of sharing hardships.
These people knew more or less that the farm had been burned down, and they all ignored Peng Yuanliang's recruitment and just focused on being quails.
But this is not good either.
Sang Zhixia twirled the jade bracelet on her wrist with her fingertips and chuckled, "What conditions did Peng Yuanliang offer?"
Wu Lian's expression was subtle, and he curled his lips and said, "He said that as long as Old Wu agrees to do him a favor and is willing to give him some convenience at the border, he can give this amount."
Xu Yu narrowed his eyes at Wu Lian's raised hand and raised an eyebrow, "Fifty thousand?"
"No, five hundred thousand taels."
After Wu Lian finished speaking, he couldn't help but admire the nearly perfect duck egg shell he had peeled, and said with a sigh, "It must be said that this person who is willing to use the lives of tens of millions of people in the northwest as chess pieces is indeed generous."
"The 500,000 he mentioned refers to the annual amount. After that, Old Wu won't have to do anything, and the benefits he gives can be doubled."
Judging from the degree of generosity, no one can match this person's moves.
but……
Sang Zhixia keenly caught something and asked suspiciously, "Passage?"
"This guy is busy as hell inside the pass, how could he still have the mind to stare at the pass?"
The northwest is connected to the northern frontier, and it is a section of the border between the two countries that is empty but must be defended.
The Northwest Camp was set up here to resist foreign enemies and prevent war.
The heavily guarded checkpoints are of utmost importance and are always strictly guarded, with no outsiders allowed to enter or exit easily.
Although Uncle Xu's caravan was constantly passing through this convenient door, but...
Sang Zhixia felt a little strange in her heart. She looked at Xu Yu and didn't speak rashly.
The old man lowered his eyelids to perfectly hide the ripples in his eyes, and his fingers on the armrest of the rattan chair curled up silently.
Since Peng Yuanliang is the long sword in the hands of the East Palace, the sword tip cannot be pointing only at the local businesses and merchants in the northwest.
Although the one in the East Palace was temporarily under house arrest and had a bad reputation, he was a very arrogant person and looked down on the little things in the Northwest.
He secretly brought in Peng Yuanliang, openly interfering with the merchants from the Northwest to form a chamber of commerce, secretly trying to open the door to the market.
What does this person want to do by tampering with the checkpoints inside and outside the border?
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