Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 255 News from an old friend
The next day, Wang got up early and took a walk in the yard. He looked at the rooms of several people whom he had sent away for a long vacation last night. Then he accompanied Mr. Qin, who had gotten up early, to the headquarters of the Sicheng Freight Company.

This allowed the young boss, who had not been seen for many years, to get familiar with the decision-makers of the Four Cities Freight Company again.

After all, the current Four Cities Freight Company is a behemoth in the Beijing-Tianjin area. It has shares of the Fengtian Army, the Behemoth Consortium, several other overseas capitals, and the Beijing dignitaries.

The group of veterans represented by Wang Yi are at most the people in charge in the open. Apart from the business within the capital, the pig bristles which have not yet demonstrated their strategic value, and the yellow-feathered chickens with a meat-to-feed ratio of 2:1, there are many things he cannot intervene in or have a say in.

It is only because of his reputation as the number one person in Beijing that these decision-makers will not challenge Wang Yi on this issue. But if their own interests are really affected, they have plenty of ways to mess up the current Four Cities Freight Company and make it suffer heavy losses.

After a round of greetings between familiar faces and unfamiliar hearts, Wang Yi was too lazy to stare at these foreign compradors, and accompanied Qin Erye to stroll in the now-restored city of Peking.

"You kid, I thought you would have improved a lot after going to America and drinking some foreign wine for a few years. Why are you still as impatient as before? You are really not cut out for business."

"Second Master, I'm not cut out for business. If you ask me to fight with gods, I'll take the lead. But if I really had that kind of calculation, I wouldn't have gone abroad. Besides, what's the point of discussing with these people? Except for the one from Fengjun, the rest are all spokesmen. It's more convenient to discuss with them than to talk directly to the people behind them. I have experience in this regard."

"I don't want to talk about you kid. Anyway, I am an old man who maintains the balance of the company for you. With your support, it is enough. But what are your plans for the outside world?"

"Second Master, do you have something to ask of me?"

"I shouldn't be the one to talk about this, but Old Chang can't save his face, so I'll do it for him. First, tell me what you think about the war outside the Great Wall."

"We can retreat and preserve our strength, but we can't let the Japanese think that the three provinces outside the Great Wall belong to them. We have to leave a few nails outside the Great Wall and poke them from time to time to make them feel the pain and dare not mess with the people in the three provinces outside the Great Wall."

To this day, Wang Yi probably understands the Young Marshal's idea of ​​not firing a single shot in the original timeline. It was naive, but part of the reason was that he understood that even if he wiped out all the Fengtian Army's assets, he could not stop the fall of the three provinces outside the Great Wall.

The worst mistake he made was not firing a single shot. If he had told the Fengtian Army at that time that their generals were away from the battlefield and were not subject to military orders, and if various places had organized counterattacks, the situation outside the Great Wall would not have deteriorated to the point of a crushing defeat.

The policies of the top leaders were in conflict with each other, and the lower-level soldiers didn't know where to fight even if they wanted to. In the end, they lost their lives for no reason, were cursed, and could not return home.

The volunteer army that was spontaneously organized later, although brave, had no supplies. They relied entirely on their own bravery, self-raised funds, and support from the people across the country for military expenses and weapons. However, they were slow at every step. At that time, the area outside the Great Wall had become Japan's private territory, and some of the support could not even be delivered to the area outside the Great Wall and into the hands of the volunteer army.

They had no choice but to fight with their lives, and too many volunteers fell in this way.

Now, although the situation outside the Great Wall is still doomed to fall, with the young marshal taking the lead, I think with the old marshal's brain, he has probably already made plans to flee to the interior of the Great Wall and leave behind the volunteers, or something like that.

What he had to do was very simple. He would go outside the Great Wall, kill a few top figures, and see if he could deliver a batch of supplies to the volunteers who had chosen to stay and fight guerrilla warfare, so as to reduce their non-battlefield casualties and sacrifices.

“So you will go outside the pass.”

"Well, let's learn about the situation outside the Great Wall and see if there is anything we can do now."

"Then tell me, what level are you at now? You gods are all very secretive."

"Second Master, let me tell you this. In this world, including overseas, as long as I don't want to die, no one can kill me, even if they use the army."

"Then can I understand that as long as you want to kill someone, there are few people you can't kill?"

"You can say that, but there are still some that cannot be killed. After all, I am not the only expert. In the world today, there are still a dozen or twenty who can fight me, but in another twenty years, there will probably be only one left. Second Master, do you have any enemies outside the Great Wall?"

"There is only one person like him. He is not only my enemy, but also Lao Chang's enemy. But according to what you said, he probably has some masters from the Imperial Palace around him, very powerful masters from the Imperial Palace. Forget it."

"That fake emperor?"

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you, kid. I know you have doubts. I, Old Chang, and Master Song are all bannermen. Before the fall of the Qing Dynasty, we were all well-fed and well-fed. Logically, we should have been loyal to him and patriotic. To be honest, the Qing Dynasty fell, and we don't blame him, because the Qing Dynasty deserved to fall! But he should never have agreed to the Japanese and become a puppet emperor who split the country!
Because of this, I, Lao Chang, Song Erye and other bannermen in the interior of the country have been scolded by people on a daily basis! He was subservient to the Japanese and acted as a puppet emperor. Why should we who have nothing to do with him be scolded? I am not afraid to tell you that I don’t know about the bannermen and Manchus outside the Great Wall, but how many of us in the interior of the country want him dead!
But according to what you just said, even if the Qing Dynasty falls, there are still many masters in the palace who have their hearts set on the Qing Dynasty, so I don’t need to let you take the risk and vent our anger for us.”

Wang Yi, who was supporting Master Qin at the side, could only sigh, his eyes almost bursting with anger as he listened to the old man's tone as if he was the murderer of his father.

It is not difficult to kill a false emperor. Not to mention anything else, in the original timeline, if the sir wanted to kill him, it would only take a word, and he deserves to be killed for his crime.

Why not kill him, but let him reform in Gongde Forest? It is simply for four words: killing someone and destroying his heart.

Only by making the fake emperor confess his crimes completely and be brought to justice can we eliminate the thoughts of those reactionaries who want to use the fake emperor to cause trouble, and let the people of the whole country see it.

You see, even the emperor can only be an honest citizen in his new home. In the future, there will be no more emperors in this land. If you still want to cause trouble under the banner of the emperor, you'd better give up this idea as soon as possible.

Therefore, the situation of the pseudo-emperor is very special now. Killing him now is nothing more than pushing another puppet to power for the Japanese. Moreover, because of the death of the pseudo-emperor, a large number of people who are loyal to the Qing Dynasty may actively move closer to the Japanese side.

Wang Yi couldn't guarantee whether there were any extraordinary masters here.

After all, the Qing Dynasty was the last feudal dynasty and a foreign race that ruled for 296 years. It was able to make a group of talented people in the Chinese foreign circle dare not to offend it, so it must have some foundation.

Forcing this part of the foundation to the Japanese is simply asking for trouble.

So the pseudo-emperor was very lucky. He was a bit like Emperor Xian of Han in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. When he was alive, he had a goal both internally and externally. Once he died, there might be a bunch of people causing trouble under his name.

The dead are more useful than the living, but this world is ultimately the world of the living, not the world of the dead.

"Second Master, I am here to tell you the truth. The fake emperor cannot be killed, but I promise you that in your and Fourth Master Chang's lifetimes, you will definitely see this fake emperor wanting to die but not daring to, and sinking into the endless hell."

"I feel relieved when you say that. You never speak without purpose. Oh, it seems you are busy today. I won't disturb you today. I will go back by myself." His anger came and went quickly. Looking at Liu Wei, the young owner of Jianghu Inn, who was leaning against the wall waiting for Wang Yi, Master Qin also called the human-powered three-wheeled bicycle parked on the side of the road, which belonged to the Sicheng Freight Company.

He just went home on his own.

The old man doesn't worry about his own safety at all.

Because he knew very well that Wang Yi's return was no secret in the capital. If he got hurt or disappeared today, the Japanese in the embassy community in the capital would not be able to sleep.

Looking at Liu Wei who was leaning against the wall waiting for him, Wang Yi greeted him in a very familiar manner.

After not seeing each other for five years, Liu Wei was also excited to see Wang Yi. He just nodded in the direction of Songhe Tower, and his figure gradually became illusory in front of Wang Yi. He then displayed his unique method as the young owner of a small inn in Jianghu - he could penetrate the entire city in a moment.

Wang Yi couldn't help but smile at Liu Wei's childish competition. There were a group of unlucky guys lying in his house who couldn't get up today, and now another one came to his doorstep for him to teach him a lesson?
With a smile on his face, Wang Yi arrived first and disappeared in front of everyone, but no one on the road noticed anything unusual.

At Songhe Tower, Liu Wei opened the door without blushing or breathing heavily. Just when he was about to take out the wine gourd hanging from his waist to take a sip, he saw Wang Yi standing in front of him with his hands behind his back, his back facing him, looking at the painting of autumn-leaf begonia hanging on the wall.

The moment Liu Wei stepped into the room, he felt the aura emanating from Wang Yi, an aura that carried with it a bit of nostalgia, sadness, and helplessness.

Liu Wei felt just as Wang Yi felt that the painting of Begonia with Autumn Leaves in front of him, which took nearly seven years and cost Jianghu Xiaozhan a lot of manpower, material resources and money to paint, was flawed.

"Hey, that's enough. I've taken your order since the 15th year of the Republic of China, and it's been almost seven years now. I've completed all the details, drawings, and labels. Are you still not satisfied? Damn it, how did you train? I'm the future head of a small Jianghu inn. I'm not the best in the world, but I'm also a first-rate master. And you can still affect my state of mind."

Sitting on the chair, Liu Wei was both surprised and helpless. He was about to drink some wine to calm his mood, but Wang Yi turned around and just waved his finger, and the wine solidified at the mouth of the pot and could not flow out.

"Drinking alcohol so early in the morning, even if we are practitioners, we can't ruin our bodies like this. Let's drink tea."

"The tea is ready. Well, I really can't go against you from now on. Once I fall into your hands, I can't escape."

"Who would have any problem with you guys who run a restaurant? But Lao Liu, thank you very much. I have been waiting for this for a long time. It's a pity that it can't be fulfilled in the end."

Liu Wei looked in the direction Wang pointed, and his expression darkened.

"I'm sorry, that place has nothing to do with us since the Maguan Pass. Although the small inn can cross the ocean, it is difficult to move forward."

"It's okay, I'll take it back later. This map won't cause much loss to your manpower, right?"

"It's OK. When I took your job, I explained it clearly to the fortune tellers. Although there were casualties, it was within their acceptable range. But it was also thanks to you that I realized how big our family is. The Central Plains and the south of the Yangtze River are OK, but from Shaanxi to the northwest, the beasts on the road and the Tantric Buddhism in Tibet are all eye-opening for me as the person in charge."

"You went with him?"

"I took over this order from you, so I have to follow up."

"How does it feel?"

"There are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Not to mention humans, even some powerful beasts are hard to deal with unless they are handled by a Heavenly Master. But you should be able to handle it now. Returning to your original nature, with a restrained spirit, at this age and at this level, I think only Zhang Zhiwei, who has disappeared, can reach this level."

While saying this, Liu Wei was also paying attention to the expression on Wang Yi's face.

Ever since the Tianshi Mansion expelled Zhang Zhiwei, who was recognized by everyone as the future Tianshi, Liu Wei has been trying to find out about Zhang Zhiwei, but to no avail.

As an intelligence officer, Liu Wei had a hunch that Wang Yi was responsible for Zhang Zhiwei's expulsion from the sect.

"Old Zhang is quite good at hiding things. He asked me to come here, not just to show me this picture of autumn-leaf begonia, right? Didn't he pay the balance?"

"No, the balance has been paid. Who would have thought that such a picture of autumn leaves and begonias is worth a fortune? I have handed the picture to you. You have also checked it. Do you have any other requests?"

"Is it okay to make a few more copies?"

"Okay, then you should sign for the things over there. That's why I asked you to come with me."

Following the direction Liu Wei pointed, Wang Yi also saw a thick stack of letters on the desk. He arrived earlier and his attention was immediately attracted by the picture of autumn begonia hanging on the wall, so he did not notice the stack of letters.

"Remember you told me to watch out for two strange people in the martial arts world, Ma Feng and Zhang Yi?"

"remember."

"This is about their fellow apprentices. It should contain the information you want to know. I won't ask any more questions. Just read it yourself."

Hearing this, Wang raised his hand and took the stack of letters into his hands.

As Wang Yi read through the letters at a glance, he could see the whereabouts of the two brothers whom he met during his first trip to the world, after he gave them some advice.

Zhang Yi is easier to deal with. The information about him stops at the beginning of this year, and stops at the area where Longhu Mountain is located.

But Ma Feng, this man's information remained at a time that was worthy of Wang Yi's attention.

At the end of the 19th year of the Republic of China, Yu Bancang disappeared!
(End of this chapter)