The Soldier of the Red Mansion

Chapter 74: The Beginning

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An important guest is coming to Hexi Xiaoying today.

After Lawrence Lu’s invitation, the Yangzhou Guild Hall came forward and invited many businesses to come and take a look.

"Tongzhou has a wharf, which is the terminus of the grain transport. The grain transport to the capital has actually stopped, and only a small number of ships can go to the capital. Hexi Xiaoying is a good location and can serve as a supplement to the wharf."

The streets are clean.

Passersby, busy laborers, vendors waiting for business, and others were watching the group of people curiously.

Wang Xin was like a businessman at this time, introducing the product with all his efforts.

Wang Xin brought out his old trick, his eloquent speech, "Actually, it's not just the Hexi Camp. The entire area along the Grand Canal from Tongzhou to the capital is a good location. After all, this is the capital, with a population of one million. Even goods from the south are transported to the capital, and then from the capital to the nine border areas. It's the busiest trade route in the world."

Okay.

The businessmen around looked at each other in bewilderment, and even Lawrence Lu was dumbfounded.

How can someone sabotage himself?

Wang Xin changed the subject.

"But everyone, what do we businessmen care about most?"

Lawrence Lu was speechless.

Wang Xin was at least a fourth-rank military officer, and he had never realized how he could be so much like a businessman. Although he did not despise businessmen, there was no need for Wang Xin to be so self-degrading.

The other businessmen had different expressions.

Some admire it, some despise it, some are happy, and some are calm.

"Excuse me, Mr. Wang, what do merchants like me care about most?"

A businessman asked curiously.

To be honest, he didn't even know.

“It’s safe.”

Wang Xin boasted as if it was a matter of course, "The Xue family's business has been cooperating with the Hexi Xiaoying for quite some time. We've never had a shortage of goods, and we have great security guarantees. We even have the assistance of the Hexi Xiaoying soldiers. So, while I can't say anything else about other aspects, you will definitely have no problems doing business here, as far as security is concerned."

Everyone admired him.

That’s true.

The Dusi in front of them would not starve to death even if he took off his official uniform in the future. Just based on his mouth, any manager in any business would be in trouble. Many businessmen sighed.

Now the Yangzhou Trading Company has stepped in.

There is also Lawrence Lu’s guarantee, plus I heard that the person behind Wang Dusi is Lin Ruhai.

The location here is also good. I just saw the place vacated by the Hexi Camp. It is clean and tidy, and the small vendors on both sides are also in order. The soldiers do not harm the people during training and they also help clean the streets.

Many people began to think about it.

There is business everywhere, but it depends on the opportunity.

In some places, even if there is business, no one is willing to try it because the risk is too great and they will be swallowed up sooner or later.

Both sides of the canal are located at the Tongzhou waterway transportation hub. Everyone knows that there are great benefits and business opportunities, but no one dares to try it. Maybe one day both the goods and people will be gone.

But this time is different.

This time, with Lawrence Lu as guarantor and the Xue family's business, as Wang Dusi said, there really isn't much of a problem.

A merchant in a silk gown said, "It's just for the sake of Wang Dusi. As long as Wang Dusi is here, we will do business here. If Wang Dusi seeks a better job, our relationship with this place will end."

In a word.

It met Wang Xin's needs and gave Lawrence Lu enough face.

Just as that person said.

Business can be done anywhere. If you want to do business, you must go to the most stable place. Coming here to do business is indeed for the sake of everyone's face, not for the benefits of this place.

There are so many advantages.

Is not the business still declining?

When you lack confidence, you would rather hide your silver in the cellar and let it mold than take it out and take risks.

No one’s silver was blown by the wind. Even if it was Lawrence Lu’s face, it was just for everyone to come and see.

Wang Dusi was indeed sincere, and no one had ever seen an official with such an attitude. Even though he was just a military general, he still made many businessmen feel good about him.

Wang Xin put away his smile. The merchants were sincere. As long as he was around, the soldiers would benefit. If he was gone, the benefits would disappear. It was really thoughtful.

But is this enough?
Wang Xin was not satisfied.

Wang Xin said sincerely, "No one can guarantee what will happen in the future. I can only do my best. No matter what this place becomes in the future, no matter how prosperous it becomes, the Hexi Camp will not ask for money from you. I just ask that you, for the sake of the soldiers defending their country, provide an easy job to the best of your ability so that the soldiers' families can have more security in their lives."

This time.

Everyone was moved.

Because Wang Xin's action was without any selfish motive, it was equivalent to tying the benefits to the soldiers. Even if Wang Xin left, the next general would take over. Unless he completely broke the rules and cut off the livelihoods of the soldiers' families, there would be no benefit for the new general to reach out.

Lawrence Lu smiled for the first time along the way.

This is the Wang Xin I know.

Not the businessman with a mercenary look on his face just now.

far away.

"Master, is this Dusi worthy of your support? It doesn't seem reliable."

"Like a businessman, not a general."

"Could it be that he bought it?"

The disciples were talking at once.

The old man also hesitated.

He had just heard some words, which sounded like a request, or more like a plea, asking the merchants to hold a temple fair here, which was also a market.

The market costs a lot of money.

The most important thing is the development of relationships.

Various opera troupes from all over the world, like the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, displayed their magical powers, attracting huge crowds of people from the surrounding areas, which led to the market. It was not only about money. The local officials knew how important a market was, but they could only watch and drool.

The market is ready.

If you fix the date, things will get more prosperous.

Looking at the small vendors around who were already smiling, these were just small parts. The big merchants discussing bulk trade in the market were the real big deals.

The old man has been in the world all his life and has seen a lot, so he is even more confused.

Would such a person be a good general?

But could the letter from the Governor's Office be wrong?
The old man used to be the instructor of the imperial guards.

It is related to Wang Ziteng. Wang Ziteng was promoted and no longer served as the governor of the Beijing Camp. The Beijing Camp, the Imperial Guards, and the Twelve Regiments began to be reorganized. The Military Affairs Office planned to reorganize them into one army to facilitate its management.

As a result, the situation became more and more chaotic, with all parties fighting each other and the atmosphere was chaotic. The old man left the Xinjing Camp in anger. The imperial guards were gone, so he returned to his hometown to retire and took in some apprentices.

But the old man had been an instructor in the Imperial Guards for his entire life, and he always felt a little reluctant to leave.

So I still rushed over after receiving the letter.

"Master, this is not like what you usually tell us: what makes a good general? He must be cold and ruthless, must kill decisively, be ruthless to his soldiers, and be ruthless to himself."

"Look at that man, he's not cruel at all."

A young man raised his fist and said with a smile: "I can kill him with one punch."

"Then I'll go?"

The old man hesitated.

"Ugh."

The young man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with a muscular body. The weather in November had become very cold, but he was wearing only a thin layer of clothes. His neck was so thick that it looked as if he had no neck at all. He sighed.

It’s a long and tiring journey.

It’s really a loss.

(End of this chapter)