Star Trace Gate

Chapter 720: 1 Dark Chess Piece

Three days later, in the capital of Daqian, Yuan Mansion.

The president of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, Yuan Ziliang, a man in his sixties, was lying on his side on the bed with a hot towel on his head. He was weak and looked listless.

The news that his only son Yuan Hong was suspected to have been abducted by the young Prince Huai of Qingliang Prefecture was reported back to Kyoto on the day of the Red Gold War. Upon hearing this sad news, Master Yuan was so angry that his old illness was triggered and he has been bedridden for three days.

Yuan Ziliang is also an enlightened person with supernatural powers, but his talent is too mediocre. He is cautious and cherishes his life by nature, so he is very reluctant to travel to dangerous secret realms. Now he is over sixty years old and is a supernatural person who has reached the second level of perfection.

In his early years, he went to a secret place and accidentally ate a very strange poison, which required a special medicine to cure. But he searched for it for half his life and could not find the rare medicine, so every time he got anxious and angry, he would get poisonous sores all over his body. Sometimes on the arms and torso, sometimes on the chest and back, in short, the location of the disease was very random.

He has billions of wealth, so he can naturally hire better and higher-quality doctors to treat him, but he can only suppress the symptoms with precious elixirs, which does not address the root cause.

This time, he got angry and developed dozens of poisonous sores on his buttocks. The skin and flesh were ulcerated and blood and pus were flowing. A high-level doctor had prescribed him elixirs, but he didn't see much improvement. After all, it's easy to heal the body, but it's hard to cure the heart disease...

The whereabouts of his son was unknown, and he was so anxious that it was difficult for his condition to improve.

Yuan Ziliang has experienced countless ups and downs in his life, including plotting against the powerful in the court and fighting in the bloody business world. It can be said that his life has experienced many ups and downs, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has experienced many ups and downs in decades... But he has gritted his teeth and endured all these dangers. However, in his life, Master Yuan still had a hard time with the butt and the wet nurse killer.

The wet nurse killer is an only child!

It's my favorite!!

Now we don’t know whether he is alive or dead, and his whereabouts are unknown. Even the iron-hearted master can’t withstand this disaster.

"Master, take the medicine..."

A man in his twenties, looking at the charming and gentle concubine, held the bowl of medicine and called out respectfully.

Yuan Ziliang had a sad face and only opened his mouth slightly without even raising his arms.

The beautiful concubine could only kneel on the ground like a servant and feed him the medicine one spoonful at a time.

Yuan Ziliang was different from the wet nurse killer. He would do it when he had to, but it was just a pastime and a way to vent, and it was definitely not a hobby, and it would not become a weakness for others to exploit.

Step by step, he has come to this day with a wealth of experience, knowledge, and political acumen. While thinking about his son, he is also thinking hard about the other party's demands and how to clean up the mess of Chijin. Will it affect the eighth prince, and will he be inadvertently involved in some kind of struggle...

He drank the bitter and smelly medicine soup, and the more he thought about it, the more his buttocks hurt...

"Tap!"

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded outside the quiet room.

"Master, I have received a letter from Southern Xinjiang. I have something urgent to report." Immediately afterwards, an old voice was heard.

Yuan Ziliang, who was lying on his side on the bed, excitedly turned sideways after hearing the shout. His body jumped up like a tumbler, and his movements were so agile that he could be compared to the sanctified body of the Supreme Being of Heaven and Earth.

After all, he is also a second-grade supernatural power master. Although his old illness has relapsed, he is not so sick that he is paralyzed in bed.

"Come in quickly!"

He stepped out of bed, holding onto the couch and waving his hand: "Hurry up!"

The door opened, and a master who was in charge of contacting the shop owners of various businesses in Yanzhou walked in with a eunuch, and immediately handed over the letter in his hand, saying urgently: "This letter was received by the shop owner of the Fuzi Shop in Chijin City. He said that it was brought by a businessman who often travels between Yanzhou and Southern Xinjiang. It is marked on the letter that you should open it in person, so no one has read it yet..."

Yuan Ziliang did not respond. He just stood beside the bed, quickly opened the letter and glanced at it. The more he read, the more painful his buttocks felt. He even felt as if his anus was splitting again and again, and he didn't know where to excrete the anger.

"Master Yuan, I am very happy to see you in person. I am the Young Prince Huai of Qingliang Prefecture.

In the past few months, I have been traveling in secret realms to hone myself. Now that I have come out of seclusion, Prefect Huang has told me in detail that Qingliang County has formed an alliance with the Sihai Chamber of Commerce.

What a joy!

Since Qingliang County repelled the invasion of Daqian, our county has been in ruins, lacking food and money, and lacking supplies. But there is always a way out. When Qingliang County was in the most critical moment, it was your Sihai Chamber of Commerce that lent a helping hand.

People all over the world say that the Sihai Chamber of Commerce is as rich as a country, and Master Yuan has the ambition to sweep the world. Yanzhou can do without Emperor Jing and the court, but it cannot do without the Yuan family.

At first, I scoffed at this rumor, thinking that how could a mere chamber of commerce have such power? It must be a rumor spread by the common people, an exaggeration.

But in the past two months, when I saw carriages loaded with precious goods pouring into Qingliang County like rising dragons, and each piece of material was used by the royal family and contained the courage to usurp power, I knew that Master Yuan's ambition was not to rise and fall in the business world, but to hold the throne that holds the power over the world.

If one day you want to imitate that old thief Sima and mutiny in Gaopingling, I will definitely help you...!"

When Yuan Ziliang saw this, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Are you sure that no one has read this secret letter?!"

"My subordinate is sure."

"call……!"

Yuan Ziliang let out a long breath, gnashed his teeth, and cursed with a stuttering voice: "Plotting... plotting the throne, this is too vicious, this... this wolf cub has the intention to be killed!!!"

He patiently continued to read on.

“Back to business.

We have been secretly allied for more than two months. I have received all the materials that you ordered Master Yuan to secretly deliver to the county city, and I have also seen the detailed account books in Master Yuan's hands. The construction of the three blessed lands is also proceeding in an orderly manner.

Please rest assured, Master Yuan and my cousin Master Eight, I will be promoted to the fourth rank, and the day when we join forces with Southern Xinjiang to counterattack Daqian is just around the corner.

However, the plan for the Red Gold City a few days ago was going smoothly, but the city-protecting master returned one step ahead of time, causing deviations in the secret plan and many disasters.

Originally, Master Yuan only needed to follow the plan, secretly transport precious materials to Qingliang County, donate money and food, and prepare for the future uprising. But the situation was critical that day, and Master Yuan was in danger of being exposed... This forced Nanjiang Chaopin to pretend to kidnap Master Yuan, so that he could get away smoothly.

Seeing this, the king wanted to find an excuse to let the young master pretend to escape and return. But the young master said that I am the weak spot of my father. If I stay in Daqian, once something happens, my father may hesitate and be threatened by others. It is better to take this opportunity to stay in Qingliang County and secretly transfer money and food to nourish the Qingliang army, so that he can make more plans for the future.

When I heard this, I was extremely shocked by your strategy and talent. Compared with him, the knowledge and strategy I have are like shit in a cesspool. Even I feel disgusted with it!

However, please rest assured, Mr. Yuan, the young master is sitting side by side with me in Qingliang County. Everything is fine and you don't have to worry.

After the Chijin Rebellion, the Daqian court must have conducted a secret investigation, and the whereabouts of the young master would also arouse people's speculation.

After much thought, I finally came up with a good plan. You can claim that the young master was killed while fleeing in the southern border and died on the border. This way, you can conceal the truth and allow the young master to stay in Qingliang County with peace of mind.

As for the rare materials worth 40 million star sources that were agreed upon a few days ago, Master Yuan will have to send them to Binzhou in southern Xinjiang as soon as possible. This matter concerns the construction of our county city, and Master Yuan is also very anxious, so please don't delay.

I have enclosed a detailed list of rare materials in this letter. I hope Master Yuan will take a look at it personally and have someone check it carefully to make sure there are no mistakes.

Finally, I will compose a poem.

When autumn comes on September th, when my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers will be killed.

The incense soars through Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor.

One day, the Golden Armor appeared and Chang'an was captured. My master and I went to the rooftop, drank together in Jing Palace, and looked out at the magnificent mountains and rivers.

Written by King Huai himself.

After reading the secret letter, Yuan Ziliang's head was buzzing. His face turned pale as paper as he cursed, "Personally review it? And he needs to check it carefully?! This is too much, too much!"

"Oh!"

He slammed the letter on the table and shook with anger.

When excited, the testicles cracked again and again, and the piercing pain rose up, staining the pajamas behind him red.

On the ground, one of Dalang's personal belongings fell out of the envelope, proving that he was indeed in Qingliang County.

Seeing this, the concubine immediately said with concern: "Master, please don't be angry... You have changed six pairs of underwear today, and the bleeding will not stop... How can your body bear it!"

"Snapped!"

Yuan Ziliang slapped the medicine bowl out of her hand and clenched his fist, saying, "Get out! Take another one!!"

"Yes Yes……!"

The beautiful concubine nodded in horror and left quickly.

Yuan Ziliang wanted to bend down and sit down, but his butt wouldn't allow it. He held onto the bed, hunched over, with a rare look of confusion in his eyes.

"Master...Master, what exactly is that little bad king's intention?!" asked the lawyer.

"brush!"

Yuan Ziliang threw the letter over and said with a helpless expression: "You...you read it yourself."

Not long after, the master finished reading the letter and frowned, saying, "This little Prince Huai is so shameless, he deserves death! The intention of his letter is very vicious, he openly slanders us for connecting Southern Xinjiang with Qingliang County and intending to rebel! He even... insinuated the Eighth Prince!"

"However, what is written in this letter is just his family's opinion... There is no actual evidence." The master advised: "I think you don't need to worry too much."

Yuan Ziliang shook his head tiredly and said softly, "Da Lang was captured alive, and the account books of the previous goods naturally fell into the hands of the Little Bad King. If he leaked the account books to the court, the fact that our Sihai Chamber of Commerce and Southern Xinjiang were secretly trading would be revealed... If nothing happened in Chijin City, with the Eighth Prince's status in the court, even if the secret trade was confirmed, it would not have any impact, and the emperor would not bother to investigate. But Chijin was in chaos, and the Second Prince of Southern Xinjiang took the opportunity to lead 250,000 troops to attack Bei County. In this war, the source of everything was actually my son... Then once the court and the emperor conduct a thorough investigation... Who will listen to the explanation of a businessman?"

"If the Eighth Prince protects himself, the Sihai Chamber of Commerce will be doomed to fail...!"

"Cough cough!"

Yuan Ziliang coughed violently twice, his eyes dull as he said, "Little King Huai saw this and made us so dirty that our pants are covered in mud. If it's not shit, it's shit anyway."

When the master heard this, he thought to himself, "I just want to persuade you, but you have thought it through so clearly... Then what else can I say? Is it too late to hang yourself now?"

He could only remain silent and look thoughtful.

"The intention in his letter is very clear. He wants to blackmail me... forty million Xingyuan goods to protect my son." Yuan Ziliang sighed, "But I have no choice...!"

The master frowned upon hearing this, and said with a stiff upper lip: "If he continues to hold you hostage, after four thousand, he will still want another forty million...how can we deal with it?"

With just one sentence, he revealed Yuan Ziliang's dilemma.

What Mr. Yuan was facing now was that if he did not agree to deliver the goods worth 40 million star sources, his only son would be killed, with missing arms and legs, and turned into a human pig. Even if he was lucky enough to rescue him one day, he would definitely be useless.