Chapter 790 - 215 Zhou Chu: Yes, Lord Yelu, I must report back on 94.

"Assassination?"

Lord Yelu narrowed his eyes, "That will be rather difficult, won’t it? The Black Market in Mianshui is a friend of Chen Jiusi, opened by Third Miss Hua, and there are no formidable assassins there either. How could Chen Jiusi possibly be killed?"

Yu Man’er said, "I will go to Yong’an Prefecture to request an assassin."

"Yong’an Prefecture?"

Yelu’s eyes narrowed slightly, and Yu Man’er said, "Yong’an Prefecture is famed for its assassins. As long as the payment is sufficient, there is no one who cannot be killed."

Yelu thought for a moment and asked, "Do you know these assassins in Yong’an Prefecture?"

Yu Man’er laughed, "Hehe, rest assured, I know a broker there. As long as the payment is sufficient, I’m not afraid of not finding a good assassin."

Yelu considered again, "Hmm, I have heard of the Yong’an Assassins; the Black Wind Twelve Evil are also quite notorious."

"That’s right, I plan to hire the Black Wind Twelve Evils, but I’ve heard that to hire them, it requires five thousand taels of gold and twenty Tai Sui Pills."

Yelu thought again and said, "Fine, in that case, I will lend you the gold and the Tai Sui Pills."

Yu Man’er smiled, "Good, Lord Yelu is indeed straightforward."

After thinking for a moment, Yelu said, "Right, I have a few house slaves that need to accompany you on a trip to Yong’an. They’ll provide assistance along the way."

"Hmm, you’re worried I’ll take the money and run?"

Yu Man’er looked at Yelu and asked, to which Yelu shook his head, "No no, they have other tasks. When you get to Yong’an, you find your assassin while I look for my people."

Yu Man’er looked at Yelu, "Lord Yelu, are you keeping something from me?"

Yelu laughed, "Hehe, it’s nothing. Their business has nothing to do with the Jianghu. You can rest assured."

Yu Man’er said, "Half a day later, we’ll depart from the woods outside the city. Make sure they bring everything they need."

Yelu smiled, "Good, I’ll see you in an hour’s time."

After making their arrangements, Yu Man’er left first to prepare the necessary supplies. The journey to Yong’an Prefecture would take about two days, and she needed to prepare some food. Moreover, once there, she would have to look for people, so the trip would take some time.

However, she was also puzzled. What was Yelu sending people to Yong’an Prefecture for?

While she was wondering, a smile appeared on Yelu’s face upstairs as he looked out at the sky that was still not clear.

In this year of calamity, it was the perfect time for him to make a fortune.

With that thought, he quickly returned to his mansion, and shortly afterward, he wrote a letter and handed it to a trusted servant.

"Take this letter and personally deliver it to the Prefecture Deputy Judge of Yong’an. Tell him I’m borrowing 100,000 dan of grain from the official granary. Also, give him this silver note of five thousand taels and tell him to repay after the autumn harvest."

Upon hearing this, the servant immediately said, "Will the Lord Assistant Magistrate be willing to lend us the grain?"

Yelu replied with a laugh, "Haha, the Prefecture Deputy Judge of Yong’an is an old schoolmate and friend of mine. He may not agree to other requests, but he won’t refuse my face when borrowing 100,000 dan of grain from the official granary, especially with this silver note as a gift."

The servant responded, "Master, even if he’s willing to lend us the grain, what do we need so much for? Grain isn’t worth much at the moment, sorghum rice is only ten cents per catty."

Yelu looked at the servant and said, "Hehe, it’s not worth much because the rain hasn’t stopped. Once the rain stops, the price of this grain will shoot up. We might make more from this than from a year or two of usual business. Go on, then. Don’t mess it up."

"Yes, Master."

The servant complied and immediately left. Yelu watched the servant walk away and sighed. This new servant was no match for Qimu Ge. Unfortunately, Qimu Ge had died in the Medicine King Treasure. With that thought, he sighed again.

But no matter, given time, he could nurture someone like Qimu Ge again.

Just like he could nurture Sects like the Fishing Guild or Guild Cao, he would keep a firm grip on Mianshui.

Thinking thus, Yelu touched his stomach and called, "Bring me some live fish."

He hadn’t eaten live fish since his last trip to the Medicine King Treasure, and he couldn’t restrain his craving any longer. If it weren’t for Chen Jiusi being too conspicuous, he wouldn’t bother with him at all.

His favorite thing was still to enjoy live fish to the fullest.

Two of Yelu’s greatest pleasures in life: fishing and eating live fish.

While enjoying the live fish, Yelu said, "Send someone to notify the Beggar Sect’s Zhou Peng. Tell him to join with the smaller guilds around and immediately take control of the city’s grain. Buy it outright if possible, as much as they can. I’m going to give them a chance to strike it rich."

"Yes."

The servant by his side immediately went to pass the message on to Zhou Peng of the Beggar Sect. Upon receiving Yelu’s orders, Zhou Peng quickly contacted some familiar smaller guilds in the city and began hoarding grain.

It is said that after a great disaster, there will inevitably be a grain shortage.

Yelu thought for a while and then called a few more servants, whispering into their ears before sending them off to carry out tasks.

Watching everyone leave, Yelu, with his mouth full of live fish, had a cold gleam in his eyes, "Chen Jiusi, this time, I’ll bet the lives of the Mianshui people against you. Do you want to save the people of Mianshui? Let’s see whether you win or I win, hehe..."

With these cold thoughts, Yelu’s eyes were filled with a chill.

In this game, Chen Jiusi, it’s a battle of wits with you on the line, wagering the future foundation of your Fishing Guild, the people of Mianshui.

Chen Jie used his hometown as a flood diversion area, rallied the people, and strictly punished his followers—all for what? Was it not to make the people of Mianshui feel grateful to the Fishing Guild, to rally the public, to strengthen the foundation?

Then I will destroy your foundation. You want the people to live, I shall let them die!

Hehehe... Hahaha...

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At the Fishing Guild, Chen Jie looked at the bloodied and battered Zhou Chu, waved his hand, and commanded, "Come, take him home."