Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 47
"The top of the finger of the Buddha statue in the Buddhist hall!" Zhao Wen whispered to himself, jumped up lightly, with his palm attached to it, carefully removed a wooden board, and took out an old cassock hidden inside.

The cassock is densely written with words, the first sentence is that if you want to practice magic skills, you must first leave the palace!

"Hey hey hey!"

This technique is too special, so he naturally doesn't know how to practice it, but the hundreds of eunuchs in the Chu Palace are the best candidates to practice this technique.

Even in the future, he can continue to increase the number of eunuchs and create the most loyal defense force for himself.

But what he wants to do most now is to change the fate of another supporting role.

Zhao Wen has always believed that all characters in the entire Swordsman cannot be distinguished by good or bad, but no matter how you say it, Lin Pingzhi has no shortcomings at all except for being a little naive, and he can be said to be a rare good person.

But this rare good man is the one with the most tragic and tortuous fate in the plot.

To change the fate of the protagonist and supporting roles, Shimen Space can draw the luck of the world when you leave, but you have to pay the luck to bring the people in the world to the world of Daqin.

The goal of entering this world is not to complete Feng Qingyang's mission to obtain some Hunyuan Gong, but to establish his own Dongchang and Jinyiwei in the Daqin world.

Without knowing how much luck it takes to take a person away, he must get enough luck before leaving this world anyway.

"Who are you, the backyard is a private house!"

In the courtyard of the Fuwei Escort Bureau, a few bodyguards who looked extremely strong were practicing martial arts, and not far away were some children peeping from the side with envious faces.

On the other hand, a young man strode across the courtyard and was about to enter the back house when he was stopped politely by several strong men guarding the door.

"Boss Lin is here, and I want to discuss a business with him!" The young man's voice was extremely peaceful, but to the ears of the big men guarding the gate, it was clearly aloof.

From this point alone, these big men can be sure that the young man in front of him must be a big shot.

"Guests, please come in quickly, the chief escort of my family happens to be at home today!"

A burly man moved Zhao Wen inward with a smile on his face, while the other man rushed towards the back house at a fast pace.

"Hahaha, honored guest came to my humble house, I am sorry to welcome you, and I hope you will forgive me!"

Following the sound, a middle-aged man with a face full of smiles has strode out. Judging by his breath alone, the strength of this middle-aged man is at most comparable to that of ordinary Huashan School disciples.

In this era, if the freight is not escorted by bodyguards, let alone the goods delivered, even the person who delivered the goods will not be able to come back alive, so the bodyguard bureau came into being.

The Fuwei Escort Bureau has traveled through several provinces and earned a huge amount of wealth, but the strength of the head of the Escort is not as good as that of an ordinary disciple of a Jianghu sect.

When he came close, he just looked at the clothes on Zhao Wen's body, and Lin Zhennan's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Zhao Wen with obvious respect.

"Go down!" He waved his hand to the bodyguard guarding the gate, then quickly turned his head and humbly said to Zhao Wen: "Please come this way, honored guest!"

"What goods do you want to deliver?" Lin Zhennan asked humbly after he sat down in the living room and brought the tea to Zhao Wen himself.

"You can actually recognize the material of my clothes, it really is a good insight!"

The top Shu brocade has been a tribute since the Qin Dynasty. It is absolutely rare for ordinary people to see it. It is a rare insight for a chief escort who stays in a small place to know it.

"Humble job used to be a hundred households of Jinyiwei, so I know the material of the clothes on the nobleman!"

Lin Zhennan's voice became more and more humble. In his opinion, it was more than just clothes. Every item on the young man in front of him could be described as a treasure, but there was no prince named near Fuzhou.

Moreover, Prince Daming cannot leave his fief.

Zhao Wen's eyes showed a bit of understanding, Lin Zhennan's strength is not strong, but Fuwei Escort can open several provinces, it seems that the backstage is Jinyiwei.

"Did you offend someone in Jinyiwei?" Although I don't know the age of Jinyiwei's retirement, Lin Zhennan is only middle-aged now, and he is obviously younger when he opened the Fuwei Escort.

Coupled with Jin Yiwei's high position in Daming, Zhao Wen didn't believe that if nothing happened, Lin Zhennan would run back to his hometown to open an escort agency.

Moreover, when the Qingcheng faction killed the bodyguards of the Fuwei Escort Bureau, the corpses were placed directly at the door for several days. Fuzhou is also a big mansion, and Zhao Wen doesn't believe that no one would know that something like this happened in the mansion.

And Lin Zhennan never asked for help from the government from the beginning to the end!

Don't talk about the face of people in the martial arts, when people clearly want to kill his whole family, even if Lin Zhennan is stupid, he will first consider his own life instead of martial arts rules.

"The humble job has always been cautious, how dare you offend others, only because of lack of strength, so I went home and opened the Fuwei Escort Agency!"

The top Shu brocade can only be a royal reward, and it will only appear on two types of people, one is the prince of the royal family, and the other is a relative. For such a big man who doesn't know his origin, Lin Zhennan, who was born in Jinyiwei, definitely keeps a respectful distance!
"It's fine if you don't say it, but I got the news that someone is going to kill you all through the Qingcheng faction, and even the branches of the Fuwei Escort Bureau in various places, no matter how old or young they are!"

Looking at Lin Zhennan, the smile on Zhao Wen's face became more and more obvious. Since he didn't offend Jinyiwei's middle and high-level officials and could suppress the government, there is only one possibility.

Now that Emperor Zhengde is in power, it is the time when the Eight Tigers are the most powerful. Not only the East Factory but also the West Factory, any one of them is more trusted by the emperor than Jin Yiwei.

This also made Zhao Wen understand why so many people from the Fuwei Escort Bureau and the sub-bureau were killed, but there was no response from all over the place. Where did the Qingcheng faction come from with such great ability and courage.

Xiaoao is a world of martial arts, although there is no description of the imperial court in the book, but with the lawlessness of the martial arts, if the imperial court has no power to suppress, I am afraid that several sects will dare to ride on the head of the Ming court to show their authority blessing.

The Qingcheng faction is just a small sect. If they dare to act like this, there is only one possibility.
"Hahaha, what the honored guest got must have been false news. My Fuwei Escort is blessed with prestige and has always been kind to others. Moreover, in this prefecture, who dares to destroy my Fuwei Escort is full of people!"

"Follow you!" He came to Fuwei Escort because he saw that Lin Pingzhi was a good person rarely seen in the book, so he planned to save him, but now he didn't trust him at all, so why should Zhao Wen be disgusted here.

He cast a very casual glance at the young man who was peeking at the back of the hall, and left!

(End of this chapter)