Chapter 330: Independent portal

A month passed.
In the month after Lin Muyu returned to Lanyan City, she was only reviewing the dossiers in the temple every day. After the rebellion of the Boxer Kingdom, the dossiers became more and more, and all the major events in the temple branches in various places would be unresolved. Sending the book of Yu, and all these tasks naturally fall on the deacon Lin Muyu.
In addition, I went to Zetian Palace to accompany Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi, or went to the department of elixir to meet with the deacon of the elixir Chu Yao to teach her some tricks and techniques in cultivation.
As for the practice of personal martial arts, in a month, I have basically trained the twelve-type dragon-blading tactics, and often consulted with several deacons in the temple, and even occasionally guested with Venus trainers once to let a group of Venus instructors Flattered, everyone knows Lin Muyu's strength, and sometimes being an opponent can be considered an honor.
The only thing that made Lin Muyu very distressed was the remnant sword left by the Seven Emperor Demon Emperor. It had not been smelted for a month without success, as if the remnant sword was completely insulated from the flame and the smelter Baoding. Lulu also There is no way, Lulu is a body of intelligence, but she cannot analyze the structure of this residual sword, which is beyond her cognitive scope.
There is no way but to wait until a stronger refining fire is obtained.
As for Tang Lan and Su Muyun, they almost control the entire military and political power. Su Muyun and Tang Lan are almost half divided in the army. The gentian battalion is still 1,000 people and cannot be broken. The same is true for the embargo. Feng Jixing wanted to recruit one more soldier to pass through heavy obstructions and was annoying.
Fortunately, in this month, temple staff from the provinces of Yunzhong, Qihaixing, Tianshu, Sichuan, Cangnan, and other provinces continued to flood. From the Ling, although the Yihe Kingdom has unified Lingnan, the temple is ultimately loyal to the empire. Some of the temples in Lingnan have been wiped out, but there are still many contacts with the temple altar. Many people were sent.
Lin Muyu does not worry that these people are Lingnan spies, and all of them are in the temple. Even if these people are Lingnan people, they will eventually make them their own. This is a self-confidence that should be for the generals.
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In this month, almost tens of thousands of artisans rushed to build the city, turning an entire dwelling house behind the temple into a barracks and training ground, Yanwu Hall, etc., more than 10,000 people lived.
In the early morning, a ray of sunlight was projected into the deacon's office.
Lin Muyu leaned on the chair and fell asleep, and the files on the desk were piled up. It's no wonder that he was so tired that he fell down.
"Well ..."
Ge Yang knocked on the door, holding a scroll in his hand, and said with a smile, "Deacon."
"Oh, Deacon Ge Yang is here."
Lin Muyu stood up and smiled respectfully: "What is this?"
"List."
Ge Yang said: "The list of temple staff from all parts of the empire is here. There are a total of 13,244 people. It seems that some people have come over in the distance. Hey ... deacon, you know, the people in Tongtianxing and Lingdongxing If you come here, it will take a month to get your horses up. If you do n’t have the money to buy a horse, it will take at least three months to come to Lanyan City. "
"Well, I know, Grandpa has worked hard." Lin Muyu said with a smile.
Ge Yang showed a trace of embarrassment and said: "Just the deacon. These people need money for their clothing, armor, blades, food, etc. The gold coin in our temple storehouse has been spent almost half a month. That was the hard work of Deacon Lei Hong, who had spent most of his life, and was so squandered by your boy, Ayu ... "
Lin Muyu couldn't laugh or cry: "I don't want to, but this is the money that must be spent, oh ... Grandpa Lei Hong is a rare strong man in cultivation, but he really knows nothing about business. You Look at giving the temple to the poor ... "
Ge Yang said, "What to do next."
"It's okay. I have money here."
Lin Muyu pumped a million gold coins and handed it to Ge Yang, and laughed: "This was given to me by the old guy who was in the first banquet of the captain, presumably it was also the minzhimin ointment searched from Tianshuxing Province. Now it is used here. It's just right. "
Ge Yang looked flushed when he saw the money: "Old man, I haven't seen so much money in my life ... I will take someone to exchange it, haha, the financial crisis in our temple is lifted ... "
"Bring more people, don't get robbed ..."
"Rest assured, who dares to steal the temple funds in Lanyan City."
Ge Yang laughed away, Lin Muyu was speechless for a while, but the less money in the Qiankun bag was spent, the new barracks, the purchase of weapons and war horses, etc. have already spent 1 million, and just spent another 1 million, if you do not open source again, only Can sit and eat.
It ’s just a pity that after the bloodshed of the Boxer Empire, the Imperial Chamber of Commerce has no news anymore. Now it is replaced by a messy situation of more than a dozen chambers of commerce. It is not appropriate to go to any business, and it is not at all Know where Jin Xiaotang and Jin San fat father and daughter have gone.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, "Master, Luo Yu, please."
"Come in."
"Yes."
Luo Yu clamped the iron helmet of the gentian camp under his armpit and walked in with his head raised. He was dressed in imperial army uniforms, looking cheerful, and said with a smile, "My lord, I am here."
"Is there anything?" Lin Muyu continued to read the chapter and said with a smile: "Luo Yu, you are now the deputy commander of the Gentian Battalion and the deputy commander of the empire. The military position is not low, so you don't have to respect me so much. I am now It's just a deacon deacon ... "
Luo Yu couldn't help laughing: "Where the grown-up speaks, even if Luo Yu becomes the Marshal of the Empire, that will always be your subordinate, and this time I came to see the adult with the news."
"Well, what news."
"We have found Jin Xiaotang's whereabouts."
"Oh, where is it." Lin Muyu hurriedly stood up.
Luo Yu said: "In the civilian area of ​​the south of the city, it is said that after the Boxer broke the city, the Imperial Chamber of Commerce was blood-washed, many people were killed, and the wealth in the Imperial Chamber of Commerce was wiped out, and ... Jin Xiaotang's father also died in In the midst of the slaughter, at this moment, Jin Xiaotang is doing a small business, buying and selling some poor soldiers and doing business with those mercenaries.
"So ..."
Lin Muyu frowned, and said, "Go, take me to see Xiaotang."
"Yes."
...
Maybe it ’s because Lin Muyu ’s identity is different. Before leaving, 8 temple guards were arranged to follow. Anyway, the camp behind the temple is more than 10,000 temple troops are training. Now the temple is not short of manpower. Luo Yu, in a senior imperial officer's costume, galloped side by side with Lin Muyu.
Lanyan City was too big, and sprinted for nearly an hour, and finally came to the civilian area of ​​the south of the city. This place is already a dark place, a place where thieves, scammers, homeless soldiers, bards, prostitutes, and brokers haunt. Luo Yu pointed to a pub in the distance and said, "Well, that restaurant is where Jin Xiaotang often trades blades with mercenaries. She is responsible for maintaining and manufacturing the blades, and those mercenaries are responsible for paying."
"Ok."
Lin Muyu rushed away, turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to a temple guard, and walked in by pressing the hilt. The pub was bustling, everyone was drinking, and no one noticed him.
In the dim light, some mercenaries wearing broken armors were drinking not far away, and a large glass of barley rumbling was poured down, flowing down the beard, and falling on the red chest hair that seemed to be about to burn.
In the corner, Lin Muyu saw the figure of Jin Xiaotang. She was much thinner than before. She held a slightly rusty sword in her arms and carefully placed it in front of a bearded mercenary.
"What, this junk also requires two gold coins."
The bearded man suddenly stood up, pushed Jin Xiaotang away, and his face was full of arrogant smiles: "How is Lao Tzu giving you two nights of Spring Festival, little girl, buying and selling swords on Lanshui Street, but this is to be controlled by the ban Yes, do you know who I am and dare to bargain with Lao Tzu. "
Jin Xiaotang grieved with tears, stood still and murmured, "Two Jin Yin coins, not at all, if you give me less, I will have no bread money this week."
"Two gold coins, right, here you are."
The mercenary randomly took out two copper coins and dropped them on the table. He smiled and said, "Well, don't say I took your sword for nothing."
Jin Xiaotang was crying: "Here are two copper coins, everyone sees them."
"Are you looking for death."
The bearded mercenary was completely furious, and came forward and grabbed Jin Xiaotang's neck.
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly passed, and a strong palm blocked the mercenary's arm, pushing it backward like an iron clamp.
"Well."
Hitting heavily on the wall, the bearded mercenary was stunned and annoyed, "Who dares to offend Lao Tzu in Lanshui Street?"
But when he looked intently, he found that the man in front was wearing the armor of a high-ranking imperial general, wearing a golden leaf that looked very noble on his chest.
Luo Yu on the side said coldly, "Why do you want to talk to the deacon of the temple, don't get out."
The bearded bully is afraid of the hard nature exposed, and immediately turned and left.
"Wait a minute, put down your sword." Lin Muyu said coldly.
The bearded man lowered his sword, glanced at Lin Muyu with awe in his eyes, and then fled out of the tavern.
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Aside, Jin Xiaotang stared at Lin Muyu with a stunned expression, suddenly opened his arms and darted into his arms, crying loudly: "Brother Ayu, my father was killed by Boxer, Uncle Zhang, Uncle Liu, and Jin Lao all died. It's dead ... "
Lin Muyu hugged her thin body and said, "I know, I know, don't cry, Xiaotang, everything will be fine."
"And ... Jian Lao is dead ..."
With tears in his eyes, Jin Xiaotang said, "Jian Lao's Tibetan sword was taken away by Luo Lan, and all his wealth was plundered by Luo Lan ..."
Lin Muyu shuddered. Although Jian Lao was a weird temperament, he was his swordsmanship instructor. Luo Lan's blood debt seemed to have increased.
"Xiao Tang, why are you so confused?" Lin Muyu asked.
Jin Xiaotang wiped his tears and said, "Pan Dingtian ... he saw the imperial chamber of commerce lost after my father died, so he re-opened a dragon hunting chamber of commerce and drove me out of Tongtian Street. I had nothing, only Can mix here. "
"Pan Dingtian."
Lin Muyu frowned: "Isn't Pan Dingtian's daughter Pan Ziyi your girlfriend, she hasn't covered you."
"Purple iridium is involuntary."
"Don't worry, I will have everything in the future."
Lin Muyu said coldly: "I want to create a new chamber of commerce to compete with the Xunlong Chamber of Commerce, Xiaotang, would you like to be in charge of my chamber of commerce."
"Ah, is it really okay." Jin Xiaotang blinked.
"Ok."
Lin Muyu nodded and said, "I'll give you three million operating funds. This is all my property. In addition, I will also give you a large number of senior blades, potions, etc. Are you confident that you will surpass the Dragon Search Chamber of Commerce?
Jin Xiaotang shook her pink fist and nodded, "As long as Brother Ayu supports me, I can."
"Well, it's a matter of saying, let's go, put on a good-looking clothes and immediately start to do it."
"it is good."
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