I really became a king.

Chapter 147 Luck is also a kind of strength

Somewhere in the imperial suburbs, in an inn.

This is an inn that looks very simple. It is just a courtyard house with one entrance and covers an area of ​​less than one acre. There are usually two or three guests visiting every night.

This is another feature of the wasteland outside the imperial suburbs. After all, every inch of land in the imperial capital of Dali is worth a lot of money, and not everyone can afford to live there. Many merchants from other places will stay overnight in these private inns in the oasis outside the imperial suburbs.

They are generally not big, which means that the owner vacates his own house and uses it as an inn.

However, for such a family-style micro-inn, having three or four guests every day is already a good income.

A foreign trader walked into the inn, but before he could speak, the owner said:
"Sorry, our store is full. Please look for another one."

"Is it full?" The innkeeper was a little confused, because these small inns would never be full, and they would not take the initiative to kick people out.

They are all small businesses, and they earn every penny they can. If the rooms are really full, they will try to find ways to retain guests, such as asking other tenants for their opinions to share a room, or even the owner will give up his own room.

In this way, there is a high probability that there will be another returning customer in the future.

The foot merchant wanted to say something, but the shop owner's face was already terribly gloomy, so he could only mutter something and turn away.

The owner then closed the door, which was a direct refusal to accept the customer.

When he returned to the backyard, he saw a young man sitting in a special wheelchair in the yard, frowning and thinking hard about something. When he saw the shop owner, he remembered something and said:
"Why is there no guest in the inn today?"

The shop owner, who had a somewhat cold face, immediately put on a flattering smile and said, "Master Jiu, a few groups of traveling merchants came to stay at the shop, but I drove them away on the pretext that the shop was full."

The young man frowned when he heard this and continued to ask, "Why?"

"Isn't it Master Jiu who is here? I'm afraid of disturbing him, and I'm even more worried about ruining the masters' plans." The owner replied.

"Well, no matter what we do, we can't do this when running a business, especially a small private inn like ours. Doing so will arouse suspicion." The young man obviously disagreed with this.

"Yes, yes, I won't do that again." The owner agreed, but there was some disapproval in his eyes.

The young man didn't say anything else, but just sighed in his heart, knowing that this person was useless and could not take on the responsibility of being the contact person for his secret base, and sooner or later something big would happen.

"Have our troops moved out according to the plan?" the young man asked again after a while.

"They've already set out. We'll probably arrive at Dacun Farm in about an incense stick's time," the shop owner replied.

"Has the target been staying on the farm?" the young man continued to ask.

"Yes, he has never left. He must have been studying the mother lotus all night long." The owner laughed, with a mocking tone: "I don't know how many owners this farm has passed through, all for this mother lotus. Unfortunately, it is just an ordinary red lotus that is a little special."

"The other party actually bought this farm from us just because of some distant legends. Not only did he give us a large sum of money for nothing, but now he is even going to lose his life there."

After listening to the shop owner's speech, the young man became more determined to change owners. They sold the farm to the other party for layout purposes, not for the money. Such people were too short-sighted.

Not only the person in front of me, but also the people around him need to be replaced by me. These people are not suitable to stay with me.

Unfortunately, I have just made my debut and I have almost no one available, otherwise this plan tonight would be even more perfect. This is the first major operation I have planned after my official debut, and it will be my masterpiece, and there can be no mistakes.

Unfortunately, because of the shop owners around me, there have been too many mistakes.

However, it should not affect the overall situation unless the other party already knows of your existence and tracks you down and investigates you at all costs.

However, this is impossible. Except for a very small number of people, no one knows about it, and the other party is definitely not one of those very few people!

"Pass the order down, everything will proceed according to the original plan!"

I don’t know what he was thinking about, but a slightly crazy smile appeared on the young man’s face.

The owner was also excited when he heard this. He whistled and waited for a figure to come over from the dark. Then he whispered something and the person hurriedly left through the back door.

When the young man saw this scene, his brows furrowed again and he secretly made up his mind that not only the people around him, but even this stronghold could not be used.

He felt more and more uneasy, and always felt a little panic. But after careful deduction, apart from those minor flaws, there were no major loopholes, and these minor flaws would not affect the overall situation.

He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and began to think about the arrangements and layout of all aspects of the future bit by bit.

At this time, Jiang Yi was in a private house opposite this private inn, with several figures covered in black felt standing around him. One of them was Lu Fan, who had disappeared from the palace for a long time, and the other was Fu Quan, the person in charge of Yingge.

He had just arrived not long ago, but he saw the scene of the store owner driving people away clearly.

"It's indeed a little unreasonable, but is this why you locked onto this stronghold?"

Hearing his own prince's question, Fuquan felt a little embarrassed. It was indeed a bit of a gamble, but he could only bite the bullet and reply, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"We tracked down some clues every time, but they were cut off near here. Later, after secretly investigating, we found that this inn was a bit strange."

"This inn opened shortly after the Battle of Kongtong, but every now and then they would kick people out on the pretext that it was full, but in most cases there were actually empty rooms."

"Before each guest is turned away, some people with suspicious identities will move in, but they often leave in the middle of the night or even earlier."

"After secretly tracking down these suspicious people, we finally locked onto this inn. Especially after the prince left Luofu today, no less than a hundred people have been coming in and out of this small inn. At the same time, the behavior of refusing guests has also become more frequent."

At this point, Fuquan smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, in fact, we finally chose this inn because of luck..."

Jiang Yi waved his hand to stop Fuquan from speaking, and said with a smile: "Many times, the reason for success is because of luck. Besides, the person I am looking for is too mysterious, so mysterious that even I don't have the slightest clue..."

"It's great that you can do this."

Jiang Yi comforted Fuquan's anxiety. He thought that he was just trying his luck by not setting up this plan. After all, the "literary think tank" of the secluded sect in his previous life was too evil and almost manipulated the entire secular world at his fingertips.

"Go knock on the door. We have a hunch that we have found the right one this time!"

Jiang Yi stood up and walked out first. He was very curious about who this person was, but no matter who it was, he would not be able to escape this time.

(End of this chapter)