At noon, in a private room on the third floor of Tianxiang Tower (Heavenly Fragrance Tower}, Chen Ke, disguised as a coachman, handed a blueprint to a powerful figure with a smile.
The other party was a young man, who was also the first rival in love that Chen Ke had defeated. He was the cousin of the Princess of Qin and the young master of the Marquis of Ningguo's mansion, Wang Zijie.
Chen Ke didn't want to exploit a sheep to the point of ruin, but this guy just happened to come to him on his own, so he couldn't blame him.
There were seven or eight other dignitaries in the private room who all crowded around, their eyes gleaming as they looked at the blueprints in Wang Zijie's hand.
Prior to this, none of them realized the value of high-proof liquor, simply assuming it was a distillery set up by the Chen family to please the retired emperor.
However, it was only after the Empire's Northern and Western Legions began purchasing large quantities of high-proof liquor that they realized just how profitable this emerging industry was.
By the time they made their move, it was too late.
The Chen family's winery is under strict protection by the Imperial Guards, and it is said that experts from the Hidden Dragon Pavilion are also stationed there.
The groups of subordinates sent out by the powerful and wealthy were either captured or killed, without bringing out any valuable intelligence.
Seeing that the Chen family had monopolized this highly profitable business, how could the powerful and wealthy not be anxious?
However, they dared not openly attack the Chen family, since high-proof liquor and alcohol have important strategic significance, and even the new emperor was on the Chen family's side this time.
It was under these circumstances that when the Third Prince's men secretly contacted them and proposed a trade for the blueprints, the powerful and wealthy agreed without hesitation.
Of course, not all powerful people are after money. For example, Wang Zijie is more interested in ripping off Chen Ke.
The Ningguo Marquis's mansion has plenty of connections, so how could Wang Zijie not find out that the Hidden Dragon Pavilion spy who pinned him down in the mud pit and beat him up that day outside the city gate was that bastard Chen Ke?
If it weren't for his fear of the retired emperor, Wang Zijie would have killed Chen Ke long ago.
Now that he has a chance to get revenge on Chen Ke, how could Wang Zijie possibly miss it?
Flipping through the blueprints in his hand, Wang Zijie asked curiously, "How did you get the blueprints?"
The coachman chuckled, "Young Master really wants to know?"
Wang Zijie nodded vigorously.
The coachman leaned forward and whispered something in Wang Zijie's ear.
Wang Zijie listened with great excitement, his heart filled with joy: "Good, good, well done!"
He only regretted not being there. If he could have seen Chen Ke kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly, all his hatred would have been relieved.
Chen Ke, you can't escape the charge of leaking state secrets.
Hmph, this time, let's see who dares to protect you!
The precious blueprints circulated among the powerful and wealthy, eventually ending up in the hands of two elderly technicians.
After studying the drawings for a long time, the two technicians finally concluded that there was nothing wrong with them.
The coachman couldn't help but laugh when he saw the two elderly people's confident expressions.
His drawings were half real and half fake, but they were absolutely professional-grade, and he could even manufacture finished products from them.
To this end, he also designed two movable valves specifically for the distiller.
Imagine the earth-shattering explosion that would occur if evaporated alcohol met an open flame in a confined space.
A single encounter in the golden autumn breeze and dewy moonlight surpasses countless encounters in the mortal world.
The powerful and wealthy were all flushed with excitement, overjoyed, and rushed to send people to copy the blueprints, fearing that there might be the slightest mistake.
Even if they can't get a license issued by the empire, as long as they have the technology and equipment, they can secretly produce high-proof liquor and alcohol.
Sell them to soldiers on the frontier, to people in the northwest, or even to orcs who are addicted to alcohol; making a fortune every day is not a dream!
The coachman got his wish and received eight million taels of silver notes.
Yes, one million per family.
Even after they went downstairs, the coachman couldn't believe that eight million taels of silver had come so easily.
If you're going to put on a show, you have to go all the way.
Today, he was "kidnapped," "threatened," "beaten," and "had two bloody holes poked in his legs," so he can no longer swagger around in public.
As night fell, Chen Ke, who had been missing for most of the day, returned to the Chen residence covered in blood and limping.
Those who were interested naturally saw this scene and immediately reported it to their respective masters.
Half an hour later, Liu Zimeng arrived at the Chen residence in a great hurry.
"Chen Ke, are you alright?" Liu Zimeng asked in a deep voice.
Chen Ke shook his head: "I'm fine. I've already secretly dealt with the people who kidnapped me."
Liu Zimeng knew that Chen Ke had some mysterious methods, so he nodded and continued to ask, "Do you know who they are?"
Chen Ke shook his head with a smile again: "Director Liu, you shouldn't ask about this. It involves too much. They will come forward on their own when the time comes."
Seeing that Chen Ke was unwilling to talk, Liu Zimeng could only nod helplessly and stop asking.
He was genuinely afraid that Chen Ke would mention some impressive names, putting the Hidden Dragon Pavilion and His Majesty in a difficult position.
Chen Ke suddenly remembered something, took out a letter, and handed it to Liu Zimeng: "Dean Liu, this is a letter from a student to Dean Wu. Please deliver it to him as soon as possible. Only he can open it personally!"
Chen Ke was also helpless. It was such a big matter concerning the Eight-Winged Goddess that he should go to Haotian Academy in person to tell Wu Jiutian in person to be on the safe side.
But he really couldn't leave. If he used the Fuyou Divine Ship (Soaring Divine Ship}, it would inevitably leave obvious traces and increase suspicion.
Liu Zimeng looked at Chen Ke in surprise; he had never seen Chen Ke so serious before.
Liu Zimeng put away the letter, hesitated, and left the Chen residence.
After returning, he used the Hidden Dragon Pavilion's special channels to send the secret letter to the Haotian Academy in Shu Prefecture overnight.
Actually, Liu Zimeng wanted to ask what exactly happened after Chen Ke met with the Qin princess that night.
Fortunately, he didn't ask. Otherwise, if Chen Ke had known that the murderous female spy was actually the princess, he probably would have banged his head against a wall.
In the middle of the night, a deafening explosion suddenly rang out from a manor in the western suburbs of Daxia City (Great Capital City}.
boom!
The orange-red flames illuminated the sky, and more than a dozen figures screamed as they flew into the sky like scattered celestial maidens.
Wang Zijie's hair was like steel wire, his face was charred black, and his broken body hung from a large tree branch as he let out a grief-stricken roar: "Yin Tianzheng, you son of a bitch!"
The same scenes unfolded in the southern suburbs, the eastern suburbs, and the outer city, the commotion caused by the explosions shaking the entire city.
The eight powerful figures suffered heavy casualties.
Meanwhile, a hundred miles away from the capital, the Third Prince Yin Tianzheng was receiving hospitality and flattery from officials in the capital region, looking quite pleased with himself.
He had no idea that someone had already planted eight time bombs for him.
In the small courtyard of the Chen residence, Chen Ke sat cross-legged on the bed and slowly opened his eyes.
He killed the masked men during the day and absorbed a lot of soul points. With the addition of his cultivation in the middle of the night, his soul points were finally fully replenished.
Name: Chen Ke
Realm: Ninth Level of Meridian Refinement
Spiritual Values: 『Death: 275/275; Wood: 315/315』
Soul Value: 『2050/2050』
Skill .. ..
Masterful skill: "Photographic Memory"
Proficient in: "The Willow Clan's Medical Techniques", "Divine Speed and Illusionary Shadow", "The Sword of Heaven and Earth", and "Dragon Scale Whirlwind Armor"
Master of: "The Great Return to Emptiness True Scripture", "The Haotian Divine Fist", "The Killing God Technique", and "The Ghost King's Escape Technique"
Beginner Level: "The Thousand-Faced Guanyin Technique", "The Heavenly Sword", "Free and Easy Wandering", "Dance of the Fish and Dragon"
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