Nuclear Warlord

Chapter 219

It snowed heavily for three days and three nights in a row in the capital, and the weather was getting colder. If there was no important matter, no one would want to go out in such a ghostly weather.

In this kind of weather, sitting around and eating steaming hot pot is undoubtedly the most pleasant enjoyment. The rich and powerful in the capital have nothing to do in winter, so they invite friends to come to the bottom of the lake for a small gathering.

Hudilao has become a gathering place for powerful officials.

Now Li Changfeng has opened three Hudilao hot pot restaurants, but they still cannot meet the market demand, and each restaurant needs to queue up.

If you go a little late, you can't even get a number.

Li Changfeng originally wanted to continue to open several branches, but considering the limited output of vegetable greenhouses, he gave up such an idea.

Just these three stores can bring him an income of tens of thousands of taels of silver every day.

Satisfied.

Now Li Changfeng doesn't even know how much silver he has in total. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is as rich as an enemy, but it's just not enough compared to the eight great families.

During this period of time, the sales of briquette soared, and the factories of the scientific research institute were producing day and night, and they could barely meet the market demand.

As Li Changfeng said, the common people are not fools. If you know whether briquette is better than coal, you will know it after using it.

Although the profit of briquette is very low, the advantage is that the consumption is very large, and it can bring nearly a thousand taels of silver to Li Changfeng's account every day.

There are even ordinary people around the capital driving horse-drawn carriages to buy it, which shows how strong the competitiveness of honeycomb coal is.

For this reason, Li Changfeng made a special trip to the scientific research institute and told them to come up with a few more production lines to meet the market demand as much as possible.

Li Changfeng made a lot of money every day, it was really cramp counting the money.

In my free time, I play with Bingbing Xiaotong the trick of one dragon and two phoenixes, eat hot pot, and live happily ever after.

The patriarch of the Zhao family, Zhao Tianquan, watched the market share being gradually taken away by Li Changfeng, and he was restless all day long without thinking about eating or drinking.

He is waiting for the reply from the other Patriarchs of the Eight Great Aristocratic Families.

Yunzhou.

In the new house that had just been built on the foundation that was blown into ruins by Li Changfeng, Wang Jingzhi looked at the letter sent by Zhao Tianquan with a sneer on his face.

"Is the Li family's royal family finally going to touch the foundation of the Zhao family? The attack is really decisive and ruthless!"

"If the lips are dead, the teeth will be cold. If Emperor Qianwu is not dealt with submissively, sooner or later, all of my eight great families will be finished!"

After speaking, Wang Jingzhi took out a pen and paper and began to reply to Zhao Tianquan.

For taking action to rectify Emperor Qianwu, he raised his hands in favor.

Since Li Changfeng's refined salt began to be sold nationwide, their coarse salt has completely lost sales and has withdrawn from the market.

How could he be willing to watch such a profitable business being taken away by others?

Most importantly, this is ruining the foundation of the Wang family!

What's more, Li Changfeng had someone blow up his old house that had been passed down for hundreds of years. Wang Jingzhi had waited too long for this revenge.

After writing the letter, Wang Jingzhi sent someone to send him away, feeling a little worried again.

"It's just that it's hard to say whether the other six families will participate in this matter. I hope they won't be too short-sighted."

When the Wang family's lair was destroyed, he wrote a similar letter, but he didn't get any response from other families.

Beijing.

Zhao Tianquan soon received a reply from Wang Jingzhi.

The content did not disappoint him, expressing understanding and support for the Zhao family's established strategy, and being ready to respond at any time.

Zhao Tianquan was overjoyed.

But then the replies from other families made him furious.

"They're all rats!"

"There is no strategic vision at all!"

"Emperor Qianwu dares to take care of our Zhao family today, and he will take care of you tomorrow. If you don't fight back now, you may have no chance in the future!"

Zhao Tianquan roared angrily in the study.

The replies from the heads of the other six aristocratic families were either because they did not know the depth of Emperor Qianwu, or they used the inconvenience of winter as an excuse.

To put it bluntly, they just want to sit back and watch the tigers fight.

They want to see the Wang family and the Zhao family unite to fight Emperor Qianwu to the death and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

The most important thing is that Li Changfeng must be dealt with in the final analysis to resolve this matter, which makes other aristocratic families very afraid.

In the past half a year or so, everyone has seen clearly how much Emperor Qianwu valued Li Changfeng. Whoever dares to touch Li Changfeng will definitely attract Emperor Qianwu's crazy revenge.

This will make everyone lose out, and the gains outweigh the losses.

After roaring angrily, Zhao Tianquan sat powerlessly on the chair, his face full of helplessness.

He has used all the soft and hard ones, and he is completely helpless.

"Since the secular power can't deal with it, then we can only use extraordinary power!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Tianquan got up immediately, and told the housekeeper, "Take all the most precious treasures in the treasure house, and call the strongest experts in the family. The old man is going to Baiyujing!"

……

The next day.

Zhao Tianquan took a carriage, pulled a few big boxes, and surrounded by many family guards, left the capital and walked southwest of Dagan.

The weather was cold and freezing in winter, and the speed of travel was extremely slow. They were displaced along the way. After walking for seven days, Zhao Tianquan and his party finally reached the southwest area of ​​Dagan.

The mountains here are getting higher and higher, the air is thin, and the temperature is so low that dripping water can turn into ice.

Every step is a great test for ordinary people. When they reached the foot of the highest peak, Baiyujing Mountain, half of the entourage had already died in the snowstorm.

But Zhao Tianquan did not intend to give up at all.

The fact that the Zhao family has become one of the eight great families and has been passed down for hundreds of years is not just as simple as controlling coal resources, possessing a large amount of silver and private arms.

They are backed by a terrifying presence.

This is the basis for the Zhao family to stand firm for so many years.

After going through untold hardships, Zhao Tianquan finally climbed to the top and stopped in front of an inestimable three-foot archway made of ice jade with a whole body of thousands of years.

In the middle of the archway are engraved with three big Chinese characters: Bai Yujing.

The pillar on the left is engraved: Wuwu does not cultivate goodness, and flourishes does not do evil.

The pillar on the right is engraved: Silence cuts off knowledge and knowledge, and the heart is free.

Zhao Tianquan didn't have the time to comprehend the true meaning of it, straightened his appearance, and respectfully bowed down three times and kowtowed nine times.

Then he shouted loudly: "Zhao Tianquan, Patriarch of the Zhao Family, please see the Immortal Master!"

Even if he had the guts of ambition, he would not have dared to take half a step past the Millennium Frost Jade Tower without permission.

The cold wind howled on the top of the mountain, and Zhao Tianquan shivered from the cold, but he didn't dare to show any patience, kneeling respectfully and waiting for a response.

However, after nine breaths, there was no response.

Zhao Tianquan had no choice but to shout again: "Patriarch of the Zhao family, Zhao Tianquan, please see the immortal master. Now that my Zhao family is dying, I ask the immortal master to help and get rid of the evil thieves!"

This time Zhao Tianquan got a response.

An illusory voice seemed to sound from the sky.

"Bai Yujing doesn't interfere with ordinary affairs, so go back."

(End of this chapter)