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Chapter 92 Su Hong's richest man

There are many places like Fengyunzhuang in the world.

It is said that it is a sect, but it does not have martial arts heritage or a master-disciple relationship; it is said that it is a rich manor, but it often has a lot of disciples and masters of all kinds of religions; it is said that it is an ordinary civilian, but the owner of such a manor is either a rich manor, a knight in the martial arts world, or a real power figure who retired from the court...

In short, they are all powerful people in the same place, and they are closely related to the local governments, the world, and the world, and they must also be big landlords.

For example, Fengyunzhuang,

The land outside the village is almost invisible at a glance, with excellent paddy fields, forest land, orchards, farms, etc., which is probably much larger than the land used for production in the entire Guodong County.

Lin Feng proudly introduced that these are all the industries of Mr. Qin, Fengyunzhuang.

"There are also shops of the Qin family not far away from Shanyang Prefecture and the nearby eight prefectures."

"Brother Lin, don't you have to pay taxes on these?" Li Xian asked suddenly.

"Of course, no need. Mr. Qin was born as a Jinshi, and all industries under his name were exempted from taxes. Not only did he not pay taxes, he had a good relationship with several elders in the Qingyun Sword Sect. He also had to sell his face. When he came to the ground to do business, he often had to pay tribute."

When Li Xian heard this, his brows frowned slightly.

"Local tyrants, who seize profits from the court, do not abide by laws and regulations, but can also play a role in ensuring peace in one place. If you encounter troubled times or even a protector of one place, don't look at the problem too one-sidedly."

Fang Jue knew that Li Xian had started the model of worrying about the country and the people, so he said: " Raise sheep and fleece, but if no one raises those sheep, they may become food for wolves and cannot even save their lives."

Li Xian's big eyes rolled: "Well, I understand, I understand."

Lin Feng smiled and did not dare to interrupt, saying that he did not dare to say these words, and it was difficult to respond to "take profits from the court and do not comply with the laws and regulations."

I was even more curious about Fang Jue’s true origin.

This man said he was a scholar who traveled around the world, but the book boy he brought was very skilled and equipped with a famous sword. He even looked down on the world in his words. However, his clothes were ordinary, and his every move was not as good as that of a disciple of such a large family. He paid much attention to it.

I really can't see what it is.

The group followed the road to Fengyunzhuang in the distance. This road was built by Fengyunzhuang, a "private road", but it was wider than the official road, and more than a dozen horses could accommodate it in parallel.

Not long after leaving, I heard a hurried horse hooves behind me.

More than a dozen knights rode their horses past them like a whirlwind. The horse riding skills were excellent. They were divided into three rows in an orderly manner, each row was moving in unison, and the rows were only visible, keeping a constant distance.

What’s even more rare is that more than a dozen horses are not common Dahao horses. They have long legs and tall manes, as white as snow, and they look very beautiful when floating. They are all top-grade war horses from the Northern Wilderness.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Da Hao is really rich now. I heard that in the early days of the founding of the country, there were many years of war. Emperor Taizu went on a tour and could not find eight white war horses that were exactly the same. Now ordinary people in the martial arts world can have such a pomp." Fang Jue said.

"Teacher, this is not an ordinary person in the martial arts world."

Lin Feng looked at the knights who were leaving with admiration and envy, and said, "These are the twelve horses of the Tianshui Gang. They are all masters, and they are the personal guards under the head of the Tianshui Gang. When they are here, the leader of the Tianshui Gang must have arrived at the village."

"Isn't Tianshui Gang doing water business? There is such a pomp on land?"

"Hi, the Tianshui Gang was ordered to form a association and transport grain for the imperial court. It was so powerful, but just grain, the oil and water were not large, so naturally I had to find livelihoods on land."

Lin Feng glanced at Fang Jue and said, "The leader of the Tianshui Gang is very good at Chinese scholars. If a juren like Master like Master can go to the Tianshui Gang and be a master, it will be more developed than being an official."

Fang Jue smiled and didn't respond

With such skillful guards in Fengyun Village, it is estimated that they only cost more than a dozen taels of silver per month. In his opinion, being able to be a master with the leader of the gang in a province would naturally be considered "developed".

Several people rode their horses and walked for another period, catching up with a convoy ahead.

The convoy was extremely long, and there were probably twenty or thirty large cars in front and behind. Each cart was very luxurious. It was made of gold iron hoops, horses pulled the cart, and there were masters in front and back in the front and back of the convoy. Judging from the momentum, it was not weaker than the previous twelve horses of the Tianshui Gang.

Behind each big car, a small flag is installed, with a "sink" embroidered with gold thread.

"Teacher, let's go aside, don't block their way." Lin Feng carefully took the horse to the side of the road.

"Looking at your appearance, this team of people is probably the richest businessman in Suhong Province and the Shen family, right?" Fang Jue asked.

"That's right." Lin Feng nodded and said, "The head of the Shen family is amazing. More than ten years ago, he was a rice shop guy from Qingyuan Province. He only became the richest businessman after just twelve years of coming to our Suhong Province. His family's money was the same as the sea, and he had to give face to the court or the world."

"A native of Qingyuan Province?" Fang Jue thought for a while, "Could it be that the Xue family came from?"

Lin Feng was stunned and said in surprise: "Huh? Master knows this? It's not bad. I heard that it comes from the Xue family in Qingyuan. Now, the Shen family and the Xue family are still in business. I don't know how much silver exchanges there are in a year."

"The Xue family is the world's number one rich businessman. It is difficult for them to do business with their family but not make a fortune." Fang Jue said.

As the two were talking, a knight next to the first car in the convoy suddenly rode his horse and leaned towards this side, blocking Fang Jue and his party's way.

This action scared Lin Feng a little, quickly pinned the horse, looked at the knight with a little nervous expression, and clasped his fists with respect.

The knight didn't even look at him, clasped his fists at Fang Jue and spoke politely: "Dare you ask this young man, is his surname Wang?"

Fang Jue shook his head: "My surname is Fang."

Seeing the knight's gaze again, he glanced at his waist, then patted his sword and smiled, "This sword comes from the Pingnan Wang family."

"Dare you dare to ask, but Fang Jue Fang Ziming?" The curtain of a cart several meters away opened, revealing a slightly rich face.

"Oh, Master Shen, you are here in person! Lin Feng, the little Fengyunzhuang, has greeted you!" Lin Feng turned over and dismounted, knelt on one knee, and bowed to his feet with his fists.

"Okay, okay, be polite."

The man in the car was obviously perfunctory to deal with it, but his tone and eyes made people feel that he was valued by the former, like a spring breeze.

"It's Guo Dongfangjue below." Fang Jue said.

"Haha, I said, why does that sword look so familiar? It turns out that Master Fang is here." Shen Daren said with a smile.

"This..." Fang Jue looked at the sword on his waist, a little puzzled.

"The sword was originally the wife of the Eighth Master of the Xue family. He was brought from the Wang family and was exchanged by Mr. Bai in a half-step picture. I have heard of these three words Fang Ziming, but today it was a coincidence that I met here. I am very polite."
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