The Martial Lord of the Troubled World

Chapter 86 Unexpected Wealth, Secret Letter

The wax seal on the envelope was broken, proving that it had been opened.

Fu Juemin opened the envelope and took out the letter inside to read it.

A moment later, Fu Juemin slowly put down the letter in his hand, his face showing a strange expression.

Zhou Muyun, Inspector General of the Nineteen Northern Provinces

Fu Juemin clicked his tongue lightly. He never expected that this was a secret letter from Feng Songzhenyuan, revealing his collusion with the northern warlords.

The northern region is currently embroiled in warlord conflicts, with various factions vying for power, creating a chaotic situation akin to a pot of porridge.

He was also unsure which faction the "Inspector General of the Nineteen Provinces in the North" mentioned in the letter was under.

The contents of the letter were actually quite ordinary. It was unclear whether it contained coded messages or secret commands that ordinary people couldn't understand, and Fu Juemin didn't bother to decipher it.

The key is that having this letter is enough.

At present, the rebel army in the southwest has invaded Yangping. It is impossible to bring down Song Zhenyuan in one fell swoop by sending this letter to the central government at this time, but it is more than enough to make him suffer.

Beset by internal and external troubles, suspicion from the central government, and the death of his son, one can imagine the utter chaos and distress that Song Zhenyuan would face next.

"This is truly a pleasant surprise."

Fu Juemin put the secret letter back into the envelope and carefully put it away.

This secret letter, which was supposed to be delivered to Song Zhenyuan, somehow ended up in Song Lin's hands, and then fell into Fu Juemin's hands... It can only be said that the Song family deserved this retribution.

After carefully putting away the secret letter, Fu Juemin continued to examine the remaining contents of the brown paper bag.

He casually pulled out several blank documents stamped with the provincial government's seal.

Fu Juemin's eyes flickered as he continued to flip through the pages. Beneath the blank documents lay a full stack of promissory notes and gold dollar bills bearing the "Universal Acceptance" logo.

A rough estimate puts the total at over 20 million silver dollars!

Even though he had expected it, Fu Juemin was still greatly surprised.

"How much is the total annual fiscal revenue of Yangping Province?"

Sixty million? Or eighty million?
Fu Juemin couldn't remember clearly, but he felt that the banknotes and gold notes worth more than 20 million silver dollars were heavy in his hands.

In order to seek refuge, the Fu family temporarily sold almost all of their assets. Although they managed to preserve some of their wealth, the losses were still considerable.

However, with these 20 million promissory notes in hand, the previous losses have been fully recovered, and even increased several times over.

"Eight counties, plus Luanhe, that makes nine. Song Lin has been ruthlessly plundering along the way."

If it weren't for the Fire Cloud Army interfering, allowing him to successfully traverse the entire province, he would probably have scraped together Song Zhenyuan's military expenses for the next few years.

Fu Juemin quickly packed up everything in the brown paper bag and then stepped into the Hu residence.

In the front yard of the Hu residence, with its vermilion gates wide open, there were seven or eight boxes laid out.

Ignoring the corpses scattered on the ground, Fu Juemin walked up and kicked open the lids of the boxes one by one.

Silver dollars, antiques, jewelry, and a whole box full of "yellow croaker"!
Twenty million is an understatement. Add to that the gold, silver and antiques here, and the numerous house deeds and business shares in one of the boxes, and it's probably well over thirty million.

Looking at the seven or eight boxes of valuables, Fu Juemin felt regretful that he couldn't take them with him.

While he was thinking, his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted "Second Uncle" towards the door!
A few seconds later, a flurry of footsteps sounded.

Fu Guoping strode in, carrying several grenades on his waist and a light machine gun in his hand.

A group of people from the Civil Affairs Department followed behind them, all wearing red headscarves and fully armed.

"I was just about to go look for you, but I didn't expect my second uncle to have come by himself."

Fu Juemin smiled and called out to Fu Guoping. Qian Fei and some other familiar men from the Civil Affairs Department came up to him and called him "Young Master" one by one.

When Fu Guoping saw Fu Juemin, his eyes first showed surprise, followed by a sense of emptiness and complexity from arriving too late.

Clearly, he had already seen the corpses of Song Lin and the scarred strongman before he entered.

Fu Juemin knew what he wanted to ask and said frankly, "Uncle Tong did it, but... I shot Song Lin myself."

Fu Guoping pursed his lips, and after a long silence, muttered under his breath, "Letting him die like this is too easy."

Fu Juemin smiled. Under the [Listening] function, he could sense that the situation in the city was becoming increasingly chaotic and tense.

He thought for a moment, and just as he opened his mouth to call out "Second Uncle," Fu Guoping interrupted him.

"I know what you're trying to say?"

Fu Guoping looked at Fu Juemin and said calmly, "But this time, your second uncle won't be with you."

"If I leave, what will happen to these brothers behind me?"

Fu Juemin remained silent. His hesitation stemmed from this concern—after all, the boat prepared by the Fu family in advance did not have enough room for the hundreds of people from the Civil Affairs Department.

“Lingjun.” At this moment, Fu Guoping reached out and patted his shoulder, slowly saying, “You’ve grown up, and you have your own path to walk in the future.”

My second uncle was the same.

Do you remember the story I told you?

Fu Juemin was taken aback, and then heard Fu Guoping say, "Actually, there's a part of that story that your second uncle didn't tell you."

I was about to chop the fortune teller's head off when he knelt down and begged for mercy, saying that as long as I survived until I was nineteen, I would surely soar to great heights and have unlimited potential.

"And you still say that I am Laozi"

Fu Guoping couldn't help but laugh as he spoke, "He even said that I'd either be ennobled as a marquis or appointed as a general, or I'd be crowned emperor! Haha!"

Fu Guoping, whether out of self-mockery or a sense of absurdity, laughed until tears streamed down his face.

Fu Juemin didn't laugh, but waited until Fu Guoping finished laughing before calmly saying, "It seems that Second Uncle has already thought about how he's going to leave in the future?"

Fu Guoping neither confirmed nor denied the statement.

Fu Juemin stopped trying to persuade him. After thinking for a moment, he took out the brown paper bag he had obtained from Song Lin, pulled out the blank documents with the provincial government's seal, and handed them to Fu Guoping.

"This, and these things that I can't move... I think they might come in handy for my second uncle."

Fu Guoping took the document handed to him by Fu Juemin, and after seeing what it was, he was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

"Lingjun, you are truly your second uncle's lucky star!"
No matter what your second uncle wants to do, you can be a great help to him.

Fu Guoping looked at the blank document in his hand, his eyes sparkling with a strange light. No one knew how many schemes and plans were flashing through his mind at that moment.

Fu Juemin smiled and then looked into Fu Guoping's eyes.

"Second uncle."

He slowly said, "Then I'm leaving. We'll meet again someday."

Fu Guoping waved his hand dismissively: "Let's go. A real man doesn't need to act like a child."

"And remember, you still owe your second uncle a drink."

"Remember that."

Fu Juemin responded in a low voice, then walked through the porch. The men from the Civil Affairs Department stepped aside to make way for him.

Fu Juemin walked to the door, paused slightly as if he wanted to say something more, but eventually walked out quickly.

After Fu Juemin left, Fu Guoping's expression gradually returned to calm.

"Lingjun really gave me a wonderful gift!"

"With this money and these blank documents, we can establish our business!"

Fu Guoping narrowed his eyes and immediately gave the order, "Before the Huoyun Army enters the city, have the brothers hurry up and move the things away."

"Yes, send two people to the Black Shark Gang to find Wu Bozhou."

The group of men accepted the order and went off to carry it out separately.

At this moment, Qian Fei walked up and asked in a low voice, "Second Master, what about here?"

"Bring all the bodies in and burn them."

Qian Fei hesitated, "Second Master, there are still some living people inside..."

Fu Guoping remained expressionless. "Take your men in and clean everything up. Leave no survivors, in case they find anything later."

Qian Fei paused, taken aback. "Second Master, even those who know might not say anything. Everyone wants that beast Song Lin to die soon."

"You think they're pitiful?"

Fu Guoping's gaze suddenly sharpened.

Qian Fei immediately lowered his head and dared not speak.

Fu Guoping's gaze softened again.

He turned to look into the Hu residence and said in a low voice, "It's pitiful, but we can't let Lingjun take this risk."
If they harbor resentment, they can come looking for me, Fu Guoping, after they die.

After saying this, Fu Guoping's expression turned indifferent. He picked up his gun and strode out of the Hu residence.

The car he arrived in was destroyed, and Fu Juemin didn't want to walk.

Seeing that Fu Guoping and his group had brought horses, they simply took one and galloped through the streets.

They hadn't run far when Li Tong appeared like a ghost from the end of an alley and followed them silently.

(End of this chapter)