Exile is exile, is half of the capital enough as compensation?

The two of them didn't need to ask any more questions. From the words "flesh and blood" he said, they were already convinced of their previous inference.

"Okay, if you're not going to die, go back first!" After saying this, Mr. Zhou angrily threw down the curtain of the car.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Madam Zhou pointed to where the governor had been and said, "Master, are we going back now? Should we go down and say hello to the governor? After all..."

"No need. If he can't handle this matter well, he has no need to be the governor." Mr. Zhou understood what she meant. It was simply that the people of the Yao ethnic group were his people.

Now that something has happened, it would be bad for him, as the master of those people, not to show up.

But he also knew that now was not a good time. If he showed up, it would clearly prove that those who were burned were all human beings.

He still remembered clearly the sensation caused by the news that Liancheng was struck by "thunder from the sky".

In this situation, as long as no one comes forward to identify those punished by the "heavenly thunder" as humans.

No matter what the people say after that, it will not involve divine punishment.

He took a last look in the direction of the governor and thought to himself: I hope he is not so stupid as to ruin his own future.

otherwise....

If this matter is not handled properly and is exposed, the first thing to do is to send him "away".

When Mrs. Zhou heard him say this, she knew that he had already made a plan.

But she still asked, "Well, do you want to talk to the people above? There's still no news from the boss and his men. But according to my opinion, if there really is such a powerful thing in the North, I'm sure the boss and his men will not end up well. Now the master's affairs should be almost planned, why not..."

Before she could finish her words, Zhou Yuanwai raised his hand to interrupt her, "Don't forget the master's instructions. We don't care about their plans, we just need to make money for them. But the Yao people... it's a pity after all. We wasted so much of our efforts. We thought they would become my helpers in front of the master in the future. Now... it's a pity..."

Mrs. Zhou, who had slept with him for many years, knew that he did not really feel pity for the dead, but was just sad about his previous efforts.

Then he also agreed: "Who said it wasn't? If we knew they were so useless, we shouldn't have..." wasted so much money.

She didn't dare say the following words.

It was one thing for her to know, but another to say it.

Her husband can point out his own mistakes, but she cannot, otherwise he will hear it in a different way.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get back. I still have to think about how to explain to the master. After all, I have already reported the matter of the Yao people. And as you said, we must send someone to check on the boss and the others first. No matter what the situation is over there, I have to tell the young master." Mr. Zhou supported his temples with his hands. The more he thought about it, the more headache he got.

Since the rise of the North, more and more bad things have happened.

The wars became more and more frequent, and their losses became greater and greater.

All the money he earned over the years was either stolen or handed over. Now that he had finally managed to get in touch with "foreign" merchants and earn some money, something like this happened again.

He originally wanted to do some low-cost business through the Yao people...

Why.........

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

How could he not know that what his wife said was right? As long as the master took action, the North would surely be destroyed soon.

But is he able to make the decision on this matter?

Obviously not.

The master has been planning for so long, he naturally will not expose his ambition and strength for the sake of a small northern land.

but.....

Mr. Zhou thought about it for a while, and after returning home, he wrote a letter to Butler Zheng.

Although the two current governors are also their men, they still habitually avoid communicating with them through a single line.

It’s not for any other reason, but because they are the first group sent by the master and they have the deepest roots.

For some things, it would be more appropriate for Butler Zheng to step in instead of those two useless guys.

What's more, Butler Zheng has been brooding over the fact that his gold-consuming cave was blown up by "thunder from the sky" over the years.

Now that I have news, I naturally have to share it with him.

If he...

Hehe, at least he can find out the truth.

It won't do him any harm after all.

Butler Zheng was just as he expected.

After receiving the news that night, he rushed to Zhoucheng early the next morning.

Also coming with him was the current governor of Liancheng.

When the two arrived, the governor of Zhoucheng happened to be in Zhou Mansion.

After the two sat down, Mr. Zhou said to the governor of Zhoucheng: "Tell me about it. You know the situation there best."

The Zhoucheng Governor wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead and said with a flattering smile, "Brother Zheng, Brother Mu, it's like this. I took people to check it out. The situation there..."

The governor of Zhoucheng told the two of them about the situation at the explosion site. After hearing his description of the situation, which was exactly the same as what he had encountered in the gold-consuming cave, Butler Zheng's face gradually darkened.

He looked up in the direction of Mr. Zhou, who just nodded slightly.

"Okay, I get it. Brother Zhou and I still have something to discuss. You two..." His intention to drive the guests away was obvious.

The governors of Zhoucheng and Liancheng heard what was said and quickly found an excuse to leave.

After the two left, Butler Zheng looked at Mr. Zhou and said, "So, Brother Zhou, the reason you asked me to come here was to let me know that my previous gold-consuming cave was not caused by heavenly thunder, right?"

Mr. Zhou stroked his nonexistent beard and said with a faint smile, "I know that Brother Zheng has been thinking about this matter. Now that there are signs of progress, I naturally have to inform you. What do you think?"

Butler Zheng felt that he was hiding something else, so he stared at him intently, trying to read some different emotions on his face.

However, Mr. Zhou hid it very well and just smiled awkwardly, "Okay, no matter what your purpose is, I will accept this favor."

"Hahaha, Brother Zhou, you're too polite, but I want to ask you to come here for another reason. You're closer to the North, so you should know about what's happening with the boss and the others. We haven't heard anything from them for such a long time. Not only them, but we haven't even heard any news from the army. So, you see..."

"Well, I know about this matter. Even if you didn't tell me, I would have sent someone to check it out in the next two days."

"That's good. Now that you're here, let's take a good rest here today and let you be the host."

Seeing this, Butler Zheng waved his hand and said, "Forget it, our relationship is still... Besides, I have some things to go back and take care of."

"Oh? What's going on? Why is it that you're so busy that you don't even have time to eat?"