There was no nonsense, so he took people over to catch people. However, Ruhui was a little twitching in her eyes and leaned closer to her and asked Zhao Jin in a low voice, "If you don't say anything, will you all be killed?"

"Of course, I won't stay." Zhao Jin's answer was taken for granted.

There are only two sources of spies sent by the Feng family, one is hired, and the other is the Feng family's own subordinates. Both of them have similarities, both of which are for money.

If a spy who has no firm belief in this kind of spy is to use ruthless means to shock them and make them afraid. He will definitely feel that it is not worth it to save his life for the money he is hired to inquire.

He started to take heavy measures, scaring the Feng family's spies, at least he could be quiet for a while.

Ruhui did not investigate this issue in depth. It was no wonder that he had been in Zhaozi Camp for so long. At the beginning, Ruhui was afraid that the Zhao Jin brothers and others would be bloodthirsty and easy to kill, but this worry soon disappeared because Zhao Jin and the others did not kill for the sake of killing.

"Owner, the Feng family has not been very moved yet, which always makes people feel unsure. The subordinates have asked their friends on the official side to inquire about the news, but at most they can only know what the Feng family really does. They can't know what the inner guards are here?" Ruhui asked with a worried look on his face.

Zhao Jin shook his head. Liu Yong's inner guards were not large enough and he couldn't even go on. He could only focus on a few places, such as Hejiazhuang, Xuzhou City, Yutou Town, and places like Pizhou, all of which had to be done with local gangs such as You Zhenrong.

Ruhui sighed lightly and whispered: "Although we have the first move, the Feng family has great business and there must be many ways to do it. If you don't find out, it may be harmful."

"Mr. Cao, the official method has been dug. Now, no matter what the Feng family wants to do, they can only fight with us with real swords and guns. If they want to fight, they can only choose two places to attack them, one is Hejiazhuang and the other is Luomahu, either Zhaoziying or our newly built refugee village." Wang Zhaojing said on the side.

Chen Huang held the long sword and said in a muffled voice: "Come to Xuzhou and Hejiazhuang, they will definitely lose."

After Wang Zhaojing and Chen Huang talked, Ruhui was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said with a smile: "It's really that simple, but I'm thinking too much."

"After all, it's not a war between two countries." Ruhui sighed. Zhao Jin and Feng's family were just a war between the powerful. The government would turn a blind eye, but as long as the trouble broke out, the government would definitely ask.

With this limitation, everyone cannot take action unscrupulously. The battle between the two families is like being surrounded by frames or standing on thin ice on the water surface.

The Feng family could not do the kind of refugee army, and they marched unscrupulously and camped and bleeded to attack the city. He had to be cautious. The Feng family had been restricted in the officialdom, and the place where he wanted to take action could be estimated. It was nothing more than to attack Zhao Jin's foundation. At present, there were only two places, Hejiazhuang and the newly built refugee village.

On the other hand, Zhao Jin wanted to attack the Feng family, and there were many places where he could start. The Feng family in Huai'an Prefecture had a large number of industries, and the Feng family had a lot of private salt to pass through Xuzhou.

After thinking about this, Ruhui felt quite strange. It was obviously the Feng family that had the advantage, and it was far superior to Zhaoziying. After thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt that the Feng family was not that scary either.

"No matter how many ways he has, we will do our own things. If he doesn't care, we will do what we do. If he wants to fight, he can only fight on the battlefield we choose." Zhao Jin said in a deep voice.

After saying that, Zhao Jin patted Wang Zhaojing on the shoulder and said, "I originally wanted to fight quickly to avoid the Feng family from being entangled with other relationships. Since Uncle Wang takes action, we can take it slowly."

Everyone laughed out loud. Ruhui thought about it and said again: "This time I know everything about Pizhou, it depends on the Zhengmaster Zheng. Can you use them to explore Yangzhou?"

Ruhui is very careful in doing things. Even though she knows that the two sides are not that disparity, she still has to do everything she should do. Hearing this, Zhao Jin put away the smile on his face and said in a solemn voice: "It's hard, it's hard to reach out to the south of Huai'an Prefecture, and it's another thing in Yangzhou Prefecture."

While he was talking, Liu Yong had already brought people to catch the spies, and these spies were taken to a special place to question. Liu Yong did not follow him, but walked over quickly and whispered a few words.

"It's a coincidence that when it comes to the fragrance sect, there will be trouble there." Zhao Jin said heyran.

In fact, Zhao Jin was able to be well-informed in Xuzhou, but he could not do it with the inner guards that were still being built. Ruhui established a good relationship with various yamen, and the communication of these people and the exchanges of surrendering the powerful can make it well-informed.

In addition, Zheng Quan, the leader of the Xuzhou Association of the Wenxiang Sect, made great efforts. With Zhao Jin's support, Zheng Quan cleared the leaders of the incense leader who did not obey him in Xuzhou one by one, and then placed someone he trusted or Zhao Jin trusted.

Anyway, he had already had a quarrel with the main hall. At Ruhui's suggestion, Zheng Quan returned 30% of the tribute property presented to the incense owners everywhere, and then used 20% of the property to help the poor and the needy, which immediately captured the hearts of the people.

The incense crowd below gets benefits, and the incense masters get benefits. Everyone is afraid that Zheng Quan will not be in the position, so they will vomit out these benefits, so they sincerely support them.

The incense of the incense sects are mostly poor people. They hear and see the incense in the city and the countryside, and it is difficult to hide the storm from them. This is the real information. With this Internet, Zhao Jincai has "clear ears and eyes".

Even Zheng Quan made contributions to what happened in Pizhou, Huai'an Prefecture recently. After the Xuzhou part of the Winter Sorcerer was controlled by Zhao Jin, the other branches of the Winter Sorcerer in various places naturally had to draw a clear line with Zheng Quan's side, and the same was true for Pizhou.

But Pizhou is different from other places. The Sun family's business sells famous Hanjing wine and embezzles the grain deducted from the canal. This business has made both parties make a fortune. A considerable number of people transporting troops and canals are believers of the Yinxiang Sect. The business that sells large amounts of famous Hanjing wines are naturally close to Zhao Jin. It is said that the two parties are incompatible with the mountains of corpses and blood under the city of Xuzhou, but in this Yutou Town, Pizhou, the relationship is getting better and better. Everything is fake, and only silver is real.

Wenxiang Sect made money by Zhao Jin, and naturally had a lot of kindness. He also respected Zheng Quan, the leader of Xuzhou, very much, so that Zhao Jin's eyes and ears expanded to this side. It was precisely because of this relationship that Zhao Jin's efforts to liquidate the Feng family in Pizhou, leaving those loud horse-roaring and local martial artists with nowhere to hide.

However, all this is limited to Pizhou. The incense-smelling scholars everywhere have no good benefits. They are bound by the headquarter and are hostile to each other.

As Zhao's character camp became more and more strict in control of Xuzhou, more and more gentry and powerful people turned to Zhao Jin, and Zhao Jin's control of Xuzhou's fragrance sect became more and more comprehensive in control.

"That Zhao Jin is a demon dragon. Eight hundred years ago, Maitreya Buddha was pressed under a purple gold bowl weighing ten thousand pounds. Twenty years ago, the yellow-browed monk knocked over the purple gold bowl when he was incense and released this demon dragon. This demon dragon is causing trouble in Xuzhou. Think about it, since he heard this name, how many people have lost their lives."

In a house in Xuzhou City, dozens of people gathered in the courtyard and listened to the first man's story.

"Now, this demon dragon, the sky is angry and resentful, and sooner or later it will be taken away by the Buddha and his mother. Everyone will follow him earlier and get a merit."

Just as he was talking, the closed courtyard gate was slapped by a "bump". The man was striking. This place where the preaching and teachings was the most secret. There were people watching outside, so why were there anyone coming to pat the door?

"What should I close the door in broad daylight? Open the door quickly." A rough shout came from outside.

Before the man who was preaching the scriptures and preaching, several people who were listening to the lecture had already run over to open the door. The man was shocked and did not care about the scolding. He turned his head and ran towards the other side. Generally speaking, he would observe the way out in advance when he was preaching and burning incense. He would immediately run towards the way out of the way out.

But the man stopped just after running a few steps, and he found that more than a dozen people who were listening to the lecture were blocking the exit.

"You are doing this to be struck by lightning and can't turn over from generation to generation?" The man was so angry that he cursed. The dozen people shrank and bowed their heads, but none of them dodged away.

The gate of the courtyard had been opened, and five officers rushed in with wooden sticks and rulers, shouting: "The cult demon is not surrendering yet."

No one wants to surrender, but this man is preaching and speaking. He can't beat him in a hurry and can't escape. He is hit on his shoulder with a stick and knocked him over to the ground. Several soldiers come forward and tied him up and dragged him out.

As soon as the messenger left, someone immediately closed the gate of the yard. One of the people just shouted: "Tomorrow is here, each person will have two kilograms of food. If you don't want it, you can exchange it for copper coins. It's all good Yongle Tongbao."

The people who were listening to Mu Daidai just now all smiled on their faces. The blessings of the next life are empty in their hometown, where they can compare with the grain and copper coins. They are not local incense owners. If one is reported, it will be beneficial. If the whole family is caught in prison, even if they lose their skin, they may not be able to come out.

However, everyone is wondering, everyone has been religious for so many years, each with the commander of the incense master, and they are all familiar local villagers, so why are so many people sent here outside?

After all, both sides are enemies. Because the business of shochu is only part of the area that has become popular, the sacrificial forces of the Winter Sect still want to infiltrate into Xuzhou. Because of the famous wine in Hanjing, the Zhao name Ying, and the large number of refugees in Xuzhou, this is also very valuable to the Winter Sect, and they refuse to give up.

Now everyone in the world knows that Zhao Ziying and the Feng family have a conflict. In the eyes of others, there must be internal turmoil and there are many loopholes to take advantage of.
Chapter completed!