Chapter 1 The Eighth Sage Prince, Xuan Ye, and Han Gaozu: A Multifaceted Fusion

Zheng Fan sat in the seat of honor, at this moment a composite of the Eighth Sage Prince, Xuan Ye, and Han Gaozu.

But to outsiders, the current atmosphere might just be:

Immature words, immature expressions, immature attire, and a truly thick skin,

Coupled with a group of immature subordinates who like to do immature things.

This was a blood-soaked residence, because recently, the blood of the Hyena Gang members had soaked it, but at this moment, the immature aura in this residence had completely suppressed the bloody smell.

Of course, even if something eerie really happened in this haunted house, the residents probably wouldn't be the ones scared. After all, there were a whole bunch of vampires and zombies in the house. The ones who should be afraid were probably the "ghosts."

Therefore, at least none of the people present felt that Zheng Fan's performance at this time was inappropriate.

Life, for them, was perhaps more of a game.

Their madness, their recklessness, might seem a bit crazy in the eyes of ordinary people, but precisely because they had never thought of dying in bed or retiring to the mountains, they could maintain this truly carefree and passionate attitude toward life, which ordinary people envied so much.

Blindman Bei took out a small box, and while recounting the events that had occurred during Zheng Fan and the others' absence, he took out the deeds, wealth, and personal contracts from the box.

Like a loyal and dedicated professional manager, reporting revenue to his real boss.

Zheng Fan went through the bills one by one. In fact, the money and goods were quite substantial. Of course, compared to the real value of the wealth, the feeling of accumulating and storing pine cones little by little, like a small squirrel, was the most intoxicating.

Coming to this strange world, slowly accumulating his own wealth, growing step by step, becoming stronger little by little, perhaps this was the joy of "farming."

After Blindman Bei finished speaking, Xue San took over to recount the events after going out as a conscripted laborer.

During the previous half-year of calm, Xue San often told stories on stage, so his eloquence was truly unmatched.

During his narration, he especially highlighted Zheng Fan's important role in the whole affair.

For example,

Thanks to the lord's role as a stabilizing force,

Thanks to the lord's keen insight, having seen through everything long ago,

Thanks to the lord's composure and steadiness,

Thanks to the lord's timely response and heroic efforts!

Every few sentences, he had to circle the key points.

Even Zheng Fan, wearing a leopard skin, couldn't help but blush slightly and lower his head to drink tea to hide his embarrassment.

As for the others who didn't go,

Blindman, A'Ming, and Fourth Madam,

Every time they heard these key points,

They would very cooperatively nod their heads very seriously,

Their mouths would then form the shapes of,

"o"

"Wow"

"As expected"

"Indeed"

"Worthy"

"Certainly"

As if, in their opinion, it was only natural that Zheng Fan was the mainstay in everything.

For the first time,

Zheng Fan experienced a kind of sorrow that belonged to those in high positions.

Under this kind of licking,

It was no wonder that some emperors in ancient times would make such fools of themselves.

After Xue San finished speaking,

With a "pa" sound, he placed the teacup heavily on the table, as if picking up a gavel and slamming it,

"To know what happens next, please listen to the next installment!"

Blindman Bei immediately turned to Zheng Fan and said,

"In that case, my lord has obtained an official position."

"It's just an empty title. When I first came back, I went to see the magistrate and the Pacification Commissioner of Tiger Head City. It feels like they just regard me as a dispensable character, and they didn't mention anything about military equipment, provisions, or personnel."

In fact, this was a kind of passing the buck.

But Blindman Bei smiled and said,

"Many times, having no name is the most troublesome thing.

Previously, this subordinate was just thinking about integrating and unifying the underground forces of Tiger Head City. After these things were done, I would then think about building my own caravan, so as to carry out primitive accumulation. Finally, I would arrange my own forces.

Earlier, this subordinate was thinking about secretly forming our own bandit team outside Tiger Head City.

Now that we have the official establishment obtained by the lord, it's really a great help."

Hearing Blindman Bei say this, Zheng Fan suddenly felt more comfortable in his heart, with a kind of, oh, so the garbage I picked up still has some value.

But thinking about it, it might be that for others, this empty military commander position was just a useless job, at most receiving a little salary, belonging to the kind that no one cared about. If the Zhenbei Marquis family was really successfully weakened in the future, they would be implicated because of the Zhenbei Marquis faction mark on their body.

But he had a group of devils under his command.

From making money, to organizing, to training soldiers, to leading troops, they had all the talents, and they were all top talents.

"This establishment of three hundred riders can't be wasted." Liang Cheng said.

He had fought in wars. If there were no accidents, this team of three hundred riders would nominally be under the lord's command, but in reality, he should be the one actually in charge.

"Of course, next, our focus should be on this matter. Whether it's people, horses, or military equipment, we must do our best.

Moreover, the most important point is that this unit may nominally belong to the Yan Kingdom, but in reality, it must be loyal to us."

"It is loyal to the lord."

Xue San reminded him.

"Yes, yes, it is loyal to the lord."

"Then, what do we need to do next?" Zheng Fan spread out his hands, seeking everyone's opinions.

Actually, he was still looking at Blindman Bei.

Because of his relationship with these devils, Zheng Fan didn't have to worry about being overshadowed by his subordinates, so he didn't have to hold back at all. To be honest, he was quite happy to be a mascot.

"The Juyi Gang and the Che Gang need to undergo a new round of integration. It's good that you're back too, so we have a surplus of manpower. Xue San, you and A'Li will be responsible for the Che Gang. The current leader of the Che Gang is a very interesting fellow."

"How interesting?" Xue San asked curiously.

"He killed his father in front of Fourth Madam."

"Hmm, interesting, interesting."

"This person is ruthless enough, and there's no need to rush to get rid of him. Let's use him for now."

Perhaps, for ordinary superiors, it would be difficult to tolerate such a person under their command.

He can even kill his own father, so wouldn't it be normal for him to rebel against you one day?

But for the devils present, Tiger Head City was just the first step. The leader of a Che Gang, no matter how terrifying his nature, wouldn't make them care too much, at least not to the point of getting rid of him first for the sake of stability.

"Alright, tomorrow A'Li and I will go to the Che Gang for a stroll."

The Che Gang was the first step in opening a caravan later, so it had to be reorganized.

After instructing this matter, Blindman Bei turned to Feng Si Niang,

"Fourth Madam, you should be responsible for training those young ladies first. You can select a few with the best aptitude for special training."

Feng Si Niang stretched lazily, and incidentally used the "batting eyelashes at a blind man" skill at Blindman Bei, nodding her head.

The "aunties" in the original inn had been dismissed.

Next, the red-light business would of course be done, but it wouldn't be the simple flesh business of the past.

After destroying the Hyena Gang this time, they took over a batch of young ladies. The inn wouldn't sell them off again, but after all, the inn didn't support idlers.

Giving them to Fourth Madam to train was the most effective use of their talents, whether they would later stand on their own as madams or be trained into a batch of Hongfu women;

It would be much more cost-effective than simply selling them off and receiving customers, and their fate would be much better.

Living in this world, their families sold them off, and they signed contracts, it was already difficult for them to ask for more.

"By the way, A'Ming, I want your maid." Feng Si Niang said to A'Ming as if she had thought of something.

"Take her if you want."

That maid was the girl A'Ming met in front of the Hyena Gang when he went to destroy the Hyena Gang that day.

The relationship between the two was very close, after all, they had the hatred of killing her father as a bond.

"Are you willing?" Feng Si Niang teased.

"Take her."

A'Ming seemed very indifferent.

He really didn't care about women. His own interests weren't in women.

What he liked more was red wine and blood.

It was just that the girl had been running to his room from time to time since she was brought back, which made A'Ming very impatient.

"I see that she has a good personality. If she's polished and trained properly, the probability of her becoming talented in the future will be very high. Don't look at her now as a northern girl, but if she's well-nourished and her skin is well-maintained, she won't be any worse than those southern young ladies."

Blindman Bei crossed his hands, and after Feng Si Niang finished speaking, he turned to Liang Cheng again and said,

"Liang Cheng, during this time, the lord is on vacation. There's still some time before he has to go to the yamen to report. You can practice with the lord and let the lord give you some pointers on your kung fu. Even if it's just a little guidance, it will benefit you for life."

"............" Zheng Fan.

Liang Cheng took a deep breath and nodded very hard, saying,

"Indeed, I've been looking forward to it."

"Um, good."

Zheng Fan also nodded. He knew that this was Blindman Bei arranging for Liang Cheng to teach him martial arts.

After going out this time, Zheng Fan also knew that it was necessary to learn more fighting skills.

But what Zheng Fan didn't expect was that Blindman Bei didn't just want Zheng Fan to learn some self-defense techniques.

From Xue San's previous narration, he could naturally distinguish what was flattery and what was valuable information.

Vaguely, he had a guess in his heart about the relationship between himself and the others and the lord.

"Lord, I've finished speaking. Please correct me if I'm wrong."

Um,

Zheng Fan waved his hand,

Saying:

"Well, you've already said what I wanted to say."

Zheng Fan felt that his skin was really getting thicker and thicker after being with this group of people for a long time.

"What about me?"

A'Ming opened his mouth in confusion.

Everyone else had something to do, what about him?

Blindman Bei seemed to be reminded, and turned to face A'Ming,

Saying:

"Your task is the most important."

"The most important and you forgot?"

"I'm blind."

"............" A'Ming.

"We need money, we need a lot of money. Three hundred cavalrymen, from people to equipment and the subsequent maintenance costs, all require a lot of silver."

"So, what do you need me to do?"

Blindman Bei's lips moved,

And he said with a serious face:

"Go pick up the soap."

"............" A'Ming.