What a lucky world!

Chapter 159 Yongxiu Company (I’m Back)
"What happened?" Wei Wuyou twirled his mustache and asked in a muffled voice.

The soldier bowed and said, "Chief Han has returned, and he is injured."

Zhang Mu and the other two frowned when they heard this.

There is no complete military system in Wuzhai, it is only divided into three levels: minions, chiefs, and leaders.

The minions are naturally ordinary soldiers, and the boss is equivalent to a squad leader. A boss has about thirty to fifty minions under him, and above him is the leader.

The leader is the high-ranking official of the stronghold. People like Shisan Niang and Lu Xuanxiu have a seat in power and are the head of the family, commonly known as the head of the family.

Now there is only one leader with the surname Han in Qianyuan Wuzhai, and that is Han Wanli, the combat instructor of Qianyuan Wuzhai, who once came down the mountain to ask Zhang Mu to calculate the accounts of the village and introduced Zhang Mu to Lin Jinglong, thus making Zhang Mu have a connection with Qianyuan Wuzhai.

A few days ago, Feiyu from Shuangyue Wuzhai came to Chuangshan and made an agreement to fight with him in ten moves. He was defeated by Zhang Mu and left behind the bet of Chuangshan - Yongxiu Trading Company.

Food and cloth are always hard currency. Although Yongxiu Company is not a top-notch company, it is of considerable size. Even if it operates with its eyes closed, it can make a profit of 70,000 to 80,000 taels of silver in a year, which is a great benefit to Qianyuan Wuzhai.

Therefore, after Feiyu left the business contract documents, Wei Wuyou immediately arranged for Han Wanli to go and take over.

But judging from the current situation, the reception is not going smoothly!

"Let's go and take a look." Zhang Mu stood up and walked towards the door.

……

Han Wanli's residence.

"I'm fine. I just lost six of my brothers who went with me." Han Wanli leaned on the bed with a pale face.

Zhang Mu sat in front of the bed and asked gently, "Brother Han, what happened?"

Han Wanli sighed lightly, sorted out his thoughts a little, and then told them about their experience.

It turned out that after receiving Wei Wuyou's instructions that day, Han Wanli gathered fifty or sixty followers and went straight to Sucheng, where Yongxiu Trading Company was located, with the contract documents.

It is naturally not that simple to transfer a business like this. Moreover, Qianyuan Wuzhai is an extralegal force, and it is even more impossible for it to become the owner openly.

Normally, Wuzhai needs to arrange a person with a clean background, commonly known as a white glove, to come forward and make a handover with the official owner of Yongxiu Company and complete the official procedures. As for the follow-up, it is a matter between Wuzhai and the white glove.

The purpose of Han Wanli's trip was mainly to seal the warehouse, that is, to seal the company's warehouse, count the company's account books, and then control the company's personnel and land assets, waiting for the white gloves to come.

Otherwise, all you get is an empty shell.

After Han Wanli arrived in Sucheng, everything was normal for the first two days and the businesses were very cooperative.

But on the evening of the third day, a fire suddenly broke out in the inn where Han Wanli and his companions were staying. Then a group of men in black rushed towards Han Wanli and his companions. Han Wanli led his men to break out of the encirclement. Six of his brothers died and more than a dozen were seriously injured. The others were also injured and fled back to Wuzhai.

"Is Shuangyue Mountain unwilling to hand over Yongxiu Trading Company?" Zhang Mu hesitated.

Wei Wuyou shook his head: "It's not them."

"There's no point in doing that!"

"If Lao Han is injured, won't we send more people?"

"If things really get out of hand, the worst that could happen is we'll overturn the table and destroy the Yongxiu business. No one will be able to handle it, and we'll all go our separate ways."

Shisan Niang echoed, "Brother Mu, you've just arrived in the mountains and don't understand our rules of survival. Wuzhai like us aren't under the laws of Dayun, so we must adhere to the rules of the martial arts world. They're the foundation of our lives, and even Frost Moon Mountain doesn't make the exception."

Wei Wuyou nodded: "Especially when they are trying to integrate the Taiping County Wuzhai, they won't do that."

"At best, they'll just watch from the sidelines."

Zhang Mu pondered for a moment after hearing this, then looked at Han Wanli: "Brother Han, what parts did you touch when you sealed the warehouse two days ago?"

As Wei Wuyou had said, attacking and killing Han Wanli would not change anything beyond angering the Qianyuan Martial Village. The only change would probably be to buy time.

Could it be that there was something at Yongxiu Company that was not transferred or cleaned up, which is why this happened?
Wei Wuyou obviously considered this as well, and added: "The key is what are the places that haven't been touched yet?"

Han Wanli shook his head. "The treasury, the account office, the fields, the people, we've almost finished counting everything in the past two days. The next step is to replace the guards and send our own people up..."

This makes no sense.

What needs to be counted has been counted, what needs to be sealed has been sealed, why bother killing and setting fire?
play?

"I'll go down the mountain." Zhang Mu said.

After just completing the inventory of the family's assets, the silver on Qianyuan Wuzhai's account could not even support a year's share. The Yongxiu Company could not sit idly by and watch the company earn 70,000 to 80,000 taels of silver a year without paying any attention.

Besides, he had won the business, so he had to keep it in his hands.

Wei Wuyou opened his mouth to say something, but finally nodded.

Now Lin Jinglong is in seclusion to recuperate, Lu Xuanxiu is in charge of the base in the back mountain, and Wei Wuyou has to coordinate the overall situation in Wuzhai and plan Zhang Mu's "non-aligned plan". Shisan Niang is familiar with Sifang Wuzhai and can help him.

After all the calculations, the only person in the stronghold who could investigate this matter was Zhang Mu.

Of course, there is also Ye Hanzhou, but Wei Wuyou has not yet included him in the core circle of Wuzhai.

In fact, Wei Wuyou also had another consideration - since Lin Jinglong had already thought of letting Zhang Mu take over the Wuzhai, he must give him more say in the village.

How could the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace have no foundation at all!

The accident at Yongxiu Company came at the perfect time!

"We can first investigate secretly and find out the identity of the person behind the scenes before making any plans." Wei Wuyou said.

Zhang Mu nodded: "I think so too."

……

To be on the safe side, Zhang Mu brought Xuan Ji with him when he went down the mountain this time.

Xuan Ji: MMP, I was poisoned last time and didn’t play well, I’ll take you to the next level this time.
In addition, at Wei Wuyou's suggestion, Zhang Mu also brought Ye Hanzhou along.

Originally, Zhang Mu's idea was to let Ye Hanzhou practice well in Wuzhai and catch up with the progress he had lost in the past twenty years, but Wei Wuyou believed that more participation in such activities could increase Ye Hanzhou's sense of identification with Wuzhai, and Ye Hanzhou also agreed with this.

So the two men and the cat took advantage of the night to leave Qianyuan Wuzhai, and galloped on horseback towards Sucheng.

……

Sioux City.

The Yanhui Tower was brightly lit, seeming to reflect a huge painting of a prosperous era. The starving beggars in the shadows were just the blank spaces in the painting.

A short and fat middle-aged man stumbled out of Yanhui Tower, reeking of alcohol. The servant guarding the door saw his master and hurried forward to greet him.

Suddenly, a black shadow passed by the servant from behind and brushed past the short and fat middle-aged man. With a flash of cold light in his hand, he sped away and blended into the blank space of the prosperous world. Only a streak of blood appeared on the neck of the short and fat middle-aged man. The next moment, blood gushed out from the bloodline, and the middle-aged man knelt down on his knees, and the whole person fell heavily like a stone tablet.

"Master! Master!" Seeing this, the servant hurried forward and half-supported the middle-aged man, but at this time the man's blood had already dyed the ground beneath him red, and he was no longer breathing.

"Master, master..." the servant shouted loudly. Once the master died, he, as a close follower, would have no way to survive.

However, some kind-hearted people came over to take a look at the tragic scene and recognized the deceased.

"Huh? Wasn't the one who died the owner of Yongxiu Trading Company?"

(End of this chapter)