In Haikou, a safe haven facing north, there were one-third fewer ships of all sizes. On the passenger terminal, several carriages drove directly onto a large ship.

After stopping, the driver of the second car jumped off the roof and asked through the door panel: "Seventh Master, since our 'Quanzhong Society' has withdrawn from the Shalonggang, why do you still have to go back?"

"Retreat, that's because we understand the rules of the world. The leader of the 'Shizhong Society' is now very powerful. Can't we afford to offend us or hide?"

After the sound came from the carriage, the car door was gently pushed open, and a young man walked out of it. He looked very good, not like a rough man, but like a scholar in the play.

He is slender, half a head taller than the coachman, and his bee-waisted and ape-arm looks very good.

He had a little beard on his upper lip and was very clean. He had a folding fan in his hand. He got off the carriage and stood with his hands behind his back. He looked around and continued, "Now we are going back, we are not competing for territory with Yelu Abaoji, but just doing business. Is it illegal to run newspapers?"

"Seventh Master, this newspaper... I can't make a lot of money, so I'm going to kill places like Longgang, right?"

"You think it's a waste of energy and time, right?"

The coachman didn't say anything, but lowered his head. Obviously, he did think so.

After a smile, the seventh young master said calmly: "We run a newspaper. It is naturally good to sell well. What does it matter if it is not sold well? If you have a newspaper to our "Quanzhong Society", why not do it?"

The key point of this is obviously not explained in detail by the Seventh Master, but the killing of Longgang is by no means a simple and free newspaper run. As the son of Zhu Wen, the leader of the "Quanzhong Society", how could he be so simple to act?

"I, Zhu Youwen, returned to Kill Longgang this time. If I don't show any decent results, I will have to stay at home and wait to die."

Bang.

Zhu Youwen opened the folding fan in his hand, fanned it slightly, and then looked at the sea in the distance with a firm look: "This time, the head of Beicang Province is the locals of Killing Longgang, the 'Baozhu Coconut Rice', who had such an encounter. When he arrived at Killing Longgang, he prepared a generous gift and sent it to 'Baozhu Coconut Rice'."

"yes."

Without asking the Qi Young Master why he did this, the coachman responded and wrote down the matter.

Zhu Youwen, who was fanning the fan, continued: "You can make an appointment with this Killing Yuzi at that time. He is a head-shaped person and can also be filled with joy."

"yes!"

After a while, with the rolling smoke, the ship relied on its own power to leave the port first. After leaving the port, the sails immediately rose and headed towards the north with the sea breeze and ocean currents.

On the dock, someone looked at the ships entering and leaving Haikou Port with a telescope, and then said, "The people from the 'Quanzhong Society' went north? Should they go to Nancang Province or Beicang Province?"

"No one goes to Nancang now, it must be to Beicang."

"I just don't know if 'Bald Zhu's son is here."

"He has so many sons, hundreds of them are true or false, and he must be there."

"Damn, why are there so many people going to run the newspaper this time?"

"The fight will definitely start to snatch people at that time."

"Have Wang Yanzhang replied? If we can send dozens of pens over in Taiyuan, we will definitely be able to stand firm first in killing Longgang."

"Old Wang said he would celebrate his 65th birthday first..."

"I'm fucking %￥#*@#"

After the fragrance spread from the mouth, the people in Haikou Harbor then said in a smooth breath, "This old guy just takes both ends. Fuck it, there's nothing he can do about him."

"He has now opened up a situation with An Jingsi in Taiyuan and plans to run for the Beidu to join the Zuzu Academy to select people. With An Jingsi's money, he will be 100% able to become the one."

"Fuck, this old guy..."

"It's different to choose people from all the people who go to the Zuo Academy. Not only can you go to Beijing at any time, but you can also speak at the Central Zuo Academy. He is not stupid."

"Damn it, the South China Sea is still short of people."

"Shazan has now engaged in compulsory education, and within one or two years, someone will use it."

"I can't care about that much. This time I arrived at Killing Longgang, whoever has a strong pen will be robbed. If you don't have a thousand words, you will be 80 thousand words. You won't lose money if you have a thousand words!

"I can only spend money now. Lao Wang was not sure that he would not end before. Now he cherishes his feathers very much."

"spit!"

Killing Longgang is like a play. The stage is very lively, but the stage is very lively.

Originally, there were many ships killing Longgang, and there were so many trade ships every day, but this time, it felt like a sea traffic jam.

Several guide ships were damaged, and the scheduling tables of the dockyard were full. It was not enough to hire more than 10,000 temporary workers, and they were still recruiting workers.

Not to mention the East Port, Xigang was also plagued by pirates, but in just a short time, all the guesthouses, hotels, and hotels were full of accommodation.

There are many newly added beds, guest rooms, and bosses who do such business, who live in the stove or even the cafeteria, and let out their master's bedroom.

Every day, construction sites are started, building houses are expanded, or building sheds are built, in short, all for the owner.

Even the old people who killed Longgang had never seen such a bustle. They all sighed that since the arrival of Commissioner Sha, the country was so prosperous and the people were prosperous.

Prosperous age, prosperous age.

"My cousin, the newspaper of our Chengdu Lu Zhongwu Army has only one purpose: Zhong."

"No, Uncle San, Zhong? All the 'loyal's heads' say that they are loyal. Are you afraid you are not advertising others?"

"Ah..."

The thin middle-aged man standing next to the Kingdom of "Channan Fourth Brother" is the king of the Kingdom's third brother. He looks like an honest scholar. He is gentle and wears a pair of black-framed glasses, coarse clothes and linen shoes. He just has one word: very simple!

However, Wang Jiao had met Mr. Qian. He thought that for five yuan a month's security salary, he came to Longgang First Work School for an interview. The gentle old man at that time... was called Qianbiao.

Sculptor, your sister, now I am afraid of seeing Sculptor.

There is also a wise man named Ji Tianxia, ​​who specializes in the lifeblood of his junior brothers. As long as he is a wise man, he left a deep and strong shadow on Wang Jiao.

"Son-in-law, you are a local head. You are the master. You can help me. I don't know if it's going around. My son-in-law is a capable man. I'll help me."

After Wang Guo said to Wang Jiao, he turned to Wang Zhong again, "Sanguo, sit down, sit up, there are no outsiders here, they are all their own people, their own people."

For the sake of the kingdom, Wang Jiao thought for a while and said, "The purpose of running a newspaper is to be loyal, but it is nothing, but you have to make it clear, who is loyal to? The emperor, the Tang Dynasty, the people, or the Chengdu Lu Zhongwu Army? After deciding the regulations, in the future, we will not be afraid of going astray, right?"

After hearing what Wang Jiao said, Wang Zhong nodded: "My cousin, who do you mean loyal to?"

“…”

Damn, are you Lu Zhongwu Jun in Chengdu or me?

Damn, the Chengdu Lu Zhongwu Army is called "Returning the Emperor".

However, seeing Wang Zhong's serious thought, Wang Jiao was stunned and realized that his feelings have come to your generation and he has no real intention of being loyal to the emperor.

Yes, yes, that's in line with human nature.

Wang Jiao suddenly felt that everything had become reasonable.
Chapter completed!