Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 135 Business
In the capital city, Jianghu Inn is open to the public at Yinghe Tower.

After bidding farewell to Mr. Li, they collected his body and sent it to the trade union, which was responsible for hosting the memorial service and burial. Wang Yi also gave the photo of Mr. Li before his execution and the letter he left for his family to someone who knew Mr. Li.

Marshal Zhang still had a bottom line in this regard and did not resort to the method of collective punishment. As for the future arrangements for Mr. Li's family, Wang Yi had plenty of ways to do it.

Now he has to do something else.

So he came here again to find Liu Wei, the young manager, to work.

"Really? Can't you just be quiet for a while? What's going on this time?"

Liu Wei felt his head swelling as he looked at Wang Yi, who came here for no reason.

Although he had a premonition that this guy would turn the whole alien world upside down, this premonition was a little too early. From the time he entered the capital until now, it seemed that there had been no peace at all, and things were getting bigger and bigger. Last time he asked him to deliver a letter, he almost got himself involved. He was already a little afraid of chatting with Wang Yi. Nothing was easy when this guy came to do things.

The key is that he couldn't refuse. Whatever they were asked to do had nothing to do with state affairs, just drawing maps, passing messages, and delivering letters. They really couldn't refuse this kind of business. Chun Chun was stuck with this guy.

"Deliver the letter."

Oh my god! Again?!
When Liu Wei heard Wang Yi say the word "send a letter", he felt his scalp tingling.

The moment he stood up, his body became illusory. At this time, he had already activated his profound skills, and in an instant, he was ready to escape across the city. Whoever wanted to take this business could do it.

"I didn't ask you to send it."

Seeing this, Wang Yi was not in a good mood either. He activated the prison he had set up in advance. A muffled sound came from behind his head. He turned around and saw Liu Wei leaving a solid mark on the invisible Qi wall. This method of running away is indeed a good one. The instantaneous burst of speed also has a deceptive effect, which is no worse than the golden escape flow of Master Jin Guang.

"Oh my nose, is this how you imprison yourself? You knew I would run away, didn't you?"

"You just want to run, don't you? If you drink more, your nose will turn into rosacea."

"You've said all the words. I'll hang a wooden board on the door and write on it that I was injured by wine and Wang Yi today. From today on, Wang Yi is not allowed to enter!"

"You didn't mention wine at all, right? Okay, stop joking. I won't let you go this time. I will go myself."

"You're going there in person? Turtle, if you go out, a Japanese merchant group will die at least, and if you come back, you'll have to ask Zuo Menzhang, the Great Ying Immortal, to go down the mountain and enter the capital. It's better for you to go than for me to go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Wei slapped himself hard because he knew he had fallen into a trap again.

"You said that yourself. I didn't force you. But you can relax. As long as the letter is delivered, you don't have to worry about the rest. I won't worry about it either. We can just do our own thing in this little piece of land in the capital."

"Aren't you framing me?"

Seeing Liu Wei being so cautious, Wang Yi also threw a note to him. It was the address written on the last piece of paper when Mr. Li handed him the letter. Wang Yi had already checked this address and the person probably knew who it was. It was not a big problem, but since Mr. Li said that the general situation could not be changed, there was no need to change it, and it was better for him not to show up here. He could just let Liu Wei send someone to deliver it. As for whether the letter could be delivered safely, the situation had not deteriorated to the point where it was out of control, so it could be delivered anyway.

As for what happens next, you shouldn't be curious about it.

"It's so close, you can just go there by yourself. OK, OK, OK, don't ask, I'll let Uncle Li go there now. If you're still worried, I'll follow you in secret. With your skills of painting bones and skin and my ability to penetrate the whole city in an instant, we can ensure that the letter can be delivered safely."

"In that case, thank you very much. How much is it?"

"It's just a trip to the capital, so it's pointless to talk about money. You don't seem to be in a good mood, so just consider it as my trouble to accompany you for a walk and relax."

"Well, let's go."

With Wang Yi and Liu Wei secretly following, the suicide note that Mr. Li gave to Wang Yi before his death also reached the right person. After that, the letter would leave here, travel thousands of miles, arrive at Jiangcheng (WH) where Hankou is located, and appear in a meeting. Liu Wei, the young shopkeeper of Jianghu Inn, accompanied Wang Yi to watch the letter being sent out of the capital as soon as possible. Seeing Wang Yi like this, Liu Wei couldn't help but say.

"Why? Are you worried? If you're worried, just follow me."

"Forget it, that's it, let's go back."

Wang Yi remembered what Mr. Li said to him before he died. The general trend could not be changed. There was no need to change it. This letter was nothing more than going with the flow. It would be gratifying if it was delivered, but if it was not, everything would remain the same.

After doing all this, there is still Marshal Zhang waiting for him to deal with in the capital. Protecting him for three years is nothing more than an excuse so that he can board the special train on the Jingfeng Railway openly next year and see how to do something to Marshal Zhang in Huanggutun.
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Capital city, the Marshal’s Mansion.

A private banquet was held in the Marshal's Mansion, attended only by the old Marshal, the young Marshal, Wang Yi and Liang Ting.

The old commander thought it was a good deal for Wang Yi to exchange a decent deal for three years of guarding him. Although Wang Yi had already made it clear that he would not participate in military and political affairs, as the number one person in the capital, a young master who easily defeated the eight countries, he would feel at ease even if he did not take action, provided that he was really on his side.

"Young Master Wang Yi, I offered you a blank letter of appointment and lots of gold before, but you still didn't come. This time, because of this Li, you scared me a little. Your business makes Mr. Zhang feel like pie in the sky."

"Master Shuai, you are too kind. If you knew my past, you would know that I, who have suffered so much, can empathize with that person's opinion the most."

Listening to the old marshal's temptation, Wang Yi also understood that with the old marshal's cunning, he would have to be careful and cautious against him if he didn't get to the bottom of this matter. Fortunately, Wang Yi's contacts with the old marshal since entering the capital were in line with the old marshal's ideas. He stayed safely in his own little piece of land and did not attract the attention of those who were interested even when he went far away. This hurdle was easy to pass.

"That's true. I've also heard from Gao Jin about Young Master Wang Yi's past. It's indeed worthy of praise. But world peace? Ha, if this can be realized, would I need to roll in a sea of ​​blood and corpses?" "That's why I will go to this person to practice. This may be a foolish ideal, but he did it. As a person who has walked out of hardship, I have to meet him for both emotional and logical reasons. As for why I would use this person's dignity to trade with the Marshal, it was actually his suggestion."

"Oh? Holy shit, that's interesting. Tell me about it."

Hearing Wang Yi say that he chose to guard for three years under the guidance of Mr. Li, the old marshal naturally became interested. He also knew that warlords like him were the targets of special attacks. Even though the Northern Expedition Army in the south was now carrying out a large-scale purge, when they calmed down, the Northern Expedition Commander-in-Chief would turn his spearhead against him, otherwise he would also purge himself in this large-scale purge.

"Mr. Li said that the hatred between him and me is the so-called class hatred. Personally, he admires your methods and vision. Not everyone can dance on three eggs. With the unique Beiyang army in your hands and your prestige outside the Great Wall, I will say something that I don't want to hear. At the end of this war, the overall situation is determined. The most I can do to you is to let you step down and let you keep a decent place outside the Great Wall."

"That's what he would say, but it's not true enough, Young Master Wang Yi. I, Zhang Yuting, can bring my son to sit with a great master like you. This is my sincerity. A master like you, at this distance, can guarantee that we will die silently if we fight. I'm so sincere, Young Master Wang Yi, can't you be honest with me?"

"Master, I am being honest. That night, I discussed the general situation with Mr. Li, both inside and outside the Great Wall. Master, let me ask you, how confident are you about the final outcome of this war between the North and the South?"

The old coach was silent, but silence was the best answer.

Although he cooperated with the South's purge this time, which temporarily slowed down the South's offensive, the old commander also knew that two of the Beiyang Big Three, led by him, were no longer viable, and he would be the only one left to deal with after the purge. After more than a year of fighting, he also knew that his overall situation was almost over, otherwise the Japanese would not come to him every now and then, using support as a bargaining chip to seek more benefits from him.

But the old general knew clearly that it was nothing more than a civil war. According to the unspoken rules that everyone followed, as long as he sent a telegram to the whole country to resign when the situation was hopeless, he could basically leave a good reputation and dignity. But if he agreed to the deal with the Japanese, he was afraid that by then he would not even be popular among his base outside the Great Wall, and his ancestral graves would probably be dug up.

"Then I have another question for you, Marshal. If the Japanese see that you are reluctant to agree to their demands and do not fulfill your promise, will they become desperate and do something desperate?"

"Is this also what he told you before the execution?"

When Wang Yi told the old marshal what he was most worried about, the King of Northeast China's eyes narrowed. Although they were not as bright as the eyes of a cultivator, he had the aura of a superior. Most cultivators did not dare to look directly into the old marshal's eyes.

"Yes, he said he could die, and dying at the hands of the commander-in-chief was a worthy death. But the commander-in-chief must live, at least before the country is unified, the commander-in-chief cannot make any mistakes. He believes that the commander-in-chief will not do anything that would betray his country for personal gain, but the Japanese are ambitious and must be guarded against. He also asked me, the number one man in the capital, to protect the commander-in-chief until the overall situation is settled and the war is over. I am just taking advantage of the situation and making a deal with the commander-in-chief with the last bit of dignity of this gentleman."

There were nine truths and one lie in his words, but the old commander was least likely to doubt such words. After Wang Yi finished speaking, he also sighed.

"I didn't expect that the person who understood me, Zhang Yuting, would be my enemy. Damn it, I really regret killing him now. But now that it's done, there's no point in thinking too much. So who is it, Xishun!"

"Yes!"

The captain of the personal guards standing guard at the door stepped in and stood still, waiting for the old commander's order.

"Notify everyone that I killed the man, but let's keep it separate. Anyone who uses this incident to embarrass his family will be thrown into the police station to wake them up. Also, allocate some money to send to his family. There's no need to hide it. Just tell them to come to me if they really want to avenge him."

"Master Shuai, there is no need to do this. If you really want to do something respectable, let me take over. I will arrange for Mr. Li's family to work in my business, and I will see to it that nothing will go wrong."

"Young Master Wang Yi is thoughtful."

"As a cultivator, what we seek is peace in the world. Whether it's Mr. Shuai or Mr. Li, they both want to unify the country in their own way. Who is right and who is wrong can only be determined by victory or defeat. The only thing we cultivators can do is not to help either side, and we can't let other guys with evil intentions to cause trouble. I hope Mr. Shuai understands."

"I understand. To be honest, if you guys end up like this, it might really be a fight between gods and mortals. I, Zhang, can't stand it."

"Master Shuai, you are too kind. We are not gods, we are just considering it."

After Wang Yi used the late Mr. Li's words to express what Mr. Zhang was most worried about right now, with nine true and one false words, Mr. Li temporarily dispelled his doubts about Wang Yi, and this private dinner became a conversation between the elders and the younger generations about family matters.

And between the old coach's words, he seemed to want to act as a matchmaker for Wang Yi.

This is also in line with the style of an old warlord like him. As the children of such a big shot, freedom of marriage is a luxury. Marriage is normal, even in modern times. Although Wang Yi has no power behind him, his means are the best bargaining chip. It doesn't need Wang Yi to be in a high position. As long as he has these means, anyone who wants to touch his old Zhang family will have to think twice.

Wang Yi really didn't expect that the old coach would take advantage of the situation and was a little flustered for a moment.

Because he really didn't know the family structure of the old marshal, it was good enough to know the old marshal and the young marshal. As for his children's family, he had only seen a play called "Young Marshal", but the play didn't pay much attention to other children except the old marshal, the young marshal and the old marshal's eldest daughter, so he didn't care about them. But fortunately, he didn't bring Liang Ting to the banquet without any preparation. He first dealt with the old marshal's matchmaking and then quickly gave Liang Ting a look.

"Master Shuai, I brought Brother Liang here this time. In addition to explaining things to you, I also have a big business deal that I want you to help me with."

"Oh, you're a businessman?"

"After all, he is the young master of the Sichengjiao Bank. Although he doesn't manage the business, he has been with Mr. Qin for so long that he knows a little bit. But without you, Mr. Shuai, taking the lead, I'm afraid this business won't last long."

"Then I am interested. Tell me."

"Brother Liang, please take out your design drawings, Marshal. I need your approval on this as well. I heard that your wife is also good at doing business."

The young marshal, who was brought here by his father to accompany the drinking, did not expect that today's private banquet would involve him and his wife, and was dumbfounded for a moment.

On Wang Yi's side, Liang Ting also took out the design drawing of the three-wheeled human-powered bicycle in his arms and placed it on the table.

(End of this chapter)