Chapter 75: The frightened Sun Chuanting

Sun Chuanting was extremely unaware of Yun Zhao's behavior of investing in the stock. In his opinion, this was completely unnecessary. The most unnecessary thing was that Yun Zhao, who had countless wealth and half of Guanzhong, actually helped the woman disguised as a man to write the stock account personally.

Yun Zhao invested a ounce of silver to buy a stake in the roast corn stall that the woman was about to open, accounting for 20% of the shares. The dividends started from the second month of profit. When the business grew, the two parties would discuss the changes in the share ratio. If they lost money, they would have their own destiny and they had nothing to do with each other.

Sun Chuanting witnessed Yun Zhao using his own private seal on this document to explain the document to the woman. He thought the woman would press the handprint. Unexpectedly, the woman actually picked up a pen to sign his Wang Liuru's name and pressed her handprint on the name.

The document was in duplicate, Yun Zhao collected one, Liu Ru took away one, and then Liu Ru took away the one tael of silver and took her daughter to find her mother-in-law happily.

Yun Zhao watched the woman leave, folded the document and put it into her sleeve, and said to Sun Chuanting with satisfaction: "You should do this in the future, more money will be made than your wife doing smooth business?"

Sun Chuanting sneered: "Just 2% of your dividends per year for one or two taels of silver?"

Yun Zhao said with a smile: "I have seven or eight hundred copies of such documents at home, all of which are collected by my mother."

In order to win people's hearts, I burned many of the loan notes I had collected. Although my mother supported me, she cried for a long time behind her back. She always felt a little unfilial. It was much better to get some shares that could make a fortune for her than any loan notes."

"Seven or eight hundred copies? In other words, you have participated in the business in Lantian County?"

"Of course not. What should I participate in the business that people are making money? That's not called business, it's called exploitation.

I've been involved in some small businesses, such as those who make iron stoves, those who build houses, those who invented a new silk but had no money to make, such as those who make vermicelli, and many of them, and now there's another roasted corn."

Sun Chuanting frowned and said, "Are you sure these businesses can make money?"

Yun Zhao laughed and said, "A family of three women can be arranged for a tael of silver to survive. Before such a business began, I made a lot of money.

Sun Chuanting, you still haven't regarded this country as your own home until now, otherwise you wouldn't have said such dissatisfaction.

Why, does it make you feel comfortable to learn the arts and martial arts and the imperial family?"

Sun Chuanting looked around at the refugees who had just finished their meal and began to consciously wash the dishes and chopsticks, and whispered: "The emperor is always high and unparalleled. It is not enough to control the world without gods."

Yun Zhao laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. When our country is built in the future, when others stand and talk to me, you can choose to kneel down. This is your own choice."

"Do you think I will surrender to you so simply?" Anger surged from Sun Chuanting's dantian.

Yun Zhao curled his lips and said, "Who wants you to surrender to me? I want you to surrender to the people of the world. And I represent the interests of the people of the world.

Okay, if you don’t tell you these things that you don’t understand, you will understand by yourself if you don’t need me to say it in a few years.

You and I don’t have much time to interact with each other, so I will try my best to analyze my thoughts to show you. If you can accept it, we will start to find a way out for the people of the world from now on. If you don’t like it, then stand by and wait until the things I said are realized one by one and it will not be too late for you to come in again.

We can bet."

Sun Chuanting looked at the men who had washed their rice bowls and started to level the land in the shelter, and then looked at the women who tied branches into brooms to clean the courtyard, and sighed and said, "If you do what you said, I might not have lived at that time."

"Then let's live well, let's go, I'll take you to another place."

Sun Chuanting did not refuse, and then followed Yun Zhao to the Fenghuang Mountain Camp after getting on the war horse.

After staying in the Phoenix Mountain Camp for three days, when he returned to Xi'an City, Sun Chuanting locked himself in a dark room alone, staying for a day and a night without eating or drinking.

When he walked out of the room, the gray hair on his temples had already formed a large area, and his scarlet eyes were more like two ghost fires under the candlelight.

"The Ming Dynasty is over!"

When Sun Chuanting was having dinner with his wife, he said this without any end. Before he could finish his meal, he stood up to greet the followers and hurried to the front line of Hancheng.

At this time, the Qin army and Li Hongji's last old camp were fighting fiercely, with flesh and blood flying across the battlefield, and people neighing and horses rolling into a ball.

Sun Chuanting looked at the battlefield indifferently. Even though the government army was gradually winning, he still had no expression of relief.

Somehow, there was always a black torrent of steel in front of him...

Looking up at the white sun, he couldn't feel the sunshine. That day, his eyes saw too many things that made him incredible.

He saw with his own eyes that amid the roar of artillery, a mountain covered with dummies was covered with smoke in an instant...

He saw with his own eyes that before the soldiers were about to charge, a dense iron ball was launched first...

He saw with his own eyes that a bald man was riding on a tall horse and was the first to rush down the gentle slope. Behind him, the horse's hooves were like thunder... a forest of swords.

He even saw with his own eyes that rows of soldiers wearing black clothes and holding bird guns rolled forward like waves. In front of them were countless lead bullets that had already flown out... These lead bullets were constantly changing...

He even saw with his own eyes that when those exquisite trenchers threw the crock pots from a distance, they fell into a sea of ​​fire...

"The bandits in front of you can break up with just one flowering bullet?"

Sun Chuanting stared blankly at the thieves' cavalry's repeated attacks in front of his army. Every time, his subordinates had to use all their strength to drive them out.

"This gap can be blocked by a hundred bird gunners and grenades, right?"

Sun Chuanting watched the encirclement he designed was broken by some bandits, watching the few bandits flee from the battlefield, but he still said nothing.

It doesn't matter...

Just run away...

In the end, I will inevitably die...

Even if you don't die, someone will squeeze the last drop of blood from their bodies...

Those who can't escape are the hammers used by that person to break the old world. The worse you smash the old world, the more he likes it in his heart... This person is not here to save the Ming Dynasty, he is the biggest threat and the most vicious enemy of the Ming Dynasty.

"The Ming Dynasty is over... What are the disputes between the north and the south, the silts on the nine sides, the Jiannu, and the bandits, are all the toys in his hands.

He was a poisonous dragon, curled quietly in the abyss, with only a pair of dark eyes exposed, looking curiously at the people in this world fighting each other.

Occasionally, a claw would be poked out and teased both sides of the battle outside - everything was in his control.

He was waiting... After the world was weak and powerless, he would use a huge fork to push everyone in the world into his rice plate.

After picking and choosing, he used his cooking method to make everyone taste more delicious...

"Xiantang, our army won a great victory!"

Deputy General He Renlong stood proudly beside Sun Chuanting and announced the good news loudly.

Sun Chuanting stood up, raised his hand, and shouted at the officials all over the mountains and fields: "Soldiers, our army won a great victory!"

Then, the sound of the victory resounded through the dry plain.

Sun Chuanting celebrated with the soldiers for a moment, and then said to He Renlong: "I will report your achievements to Your Majesty. Your Majesty will not forget anyone who bravely kills the enemy."

He Renlong knelt on one knee and said, "I wish to die for Your Majesty."

Sun Chuanting said lightly again: "The army of Li thieves was almost wiped out, and only less than fifty cavalry escaped. You still have to continue pursuing them, so don't let the bandits rekindle."

He Renlong clasped his fists majestic again and said, "Abide by the order, I will definitely not let Li Zhe escape."

Sun Chuanting was very satisfied with the fighting spirit He Renlong showed. He praised him and led the central army to slowly return to Hancheng.

The broken Hancheng was right in front of him. Sun Chuanting found that his eyes seemed to have hallucinations again. Huge iron balls hit the broken city wall of Hancheng... Then, the city wall was split into pieces... Then countless men in black were holding bird guns and stepping on the broken walls of Hancheng, entering the city. Finally, he - Sun Chuanting, the dignified Shaanxi governor, was stabbed by a cold gun on the neck...
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