Looking at Mu Qingxiao's expression, the middle-aged owner immediately understood. After so many years, it was normal for a noble to forget what happened back then.
Thus, she personally took the wine and poured it for Mu Qingxiao and herself. She downed the wine in one gulp, her face full of gratitude.
"Noble people often forget things. Ten years ago, if it weren't for your generosity, I would still be running a tea shop in Shuanghe Town."
Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao's body trembled and his pupils constricted. He looked at the middle-aged owner in front of him in a daze. However, his mind was in a mess.
The middle-aged owner's words kept attacking his train of thought.
Ten years ago, there was still a tea shop owner in Shuanghe Town. Wasn't that more than half a year ago? How …
Coming back to his senses, Mu Qingxiao forced a smile on his face.
The chubby face in front of him was somewhat similar. Could it be that he had slept for ten whole years? Long 'er had been gone for ten years!
Taking a deep breath, Mu Qingxiao suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart and drank the wine in one gulp.
"Congratulations, Boss. I'm sure you've heard about the situation over the years. Why did you decide to open a restaurant in Xiangyang City?"
Hearing Mu Qingxiao's words, the middle-aged owner refilled his wine cup.
"Young Master, you don't know. I've lived in Shuanghe Town since I was young and have never left. Not long after you left, I closed the tea shop and came to Xiangyang to make a living. I even opened this restaurant …"
Mu Qingxiao ate the delicious food and listened to Boss Liu talk about his experiences over the years.
Yes, Liu Haoren was the tea shop owner in Shuanghe Town half a year ago when he was thinking about life. However, the half a year in his memory was ten years ago in Boss Liu's memory. Things were still the same, but people had changed.
Boss Liu loved to make friends with righteous people. It was the same when he opened the tea shop in Shuanghe Town. However, Shuanghe Town was too remote and Liu Haoren didn't have any money until he met the noble person in his life.
Boss Liu was a smart man. In the past ten years, he made friends with many righteous people and made a lot of money in Xiangyang City.
In the end, he even married a beautiful wife. When the Mongols attacked, he would take her and leave Xiangyang City.
Mu Qingxiao could hear a trace of regret in his words. A thought flashed through his mind, and he thought of a good idea. He said, "Mr. Liu, the Mongols are ambitious and have invaded our Central Plains. Don't you want to do something?"
"… What do you mean, Young Master?"
"Boss Liu, this is not the place to talk. Why don't we find a quiet place to talk? What do you think?"
Initially, Mu Qingxiao did not intend to involve Liu Haoren in this matter. However, it was impossible for this man to have built such a thriving business with the two gold bars she had given him without a clever mind.
Moreover, Liu Haoren had made friends with quite a number of righteous people over the years. When the time came, he could pull all of them into his faction and face the calamity in a few years.
Directly taking over the imperial power would allow him to gain power faster, but there were too many unstable factors involved. What he wanted was a stable and powerful faction, and the imperial family was not a good candidate.
Without enough power and authority, it would be impossible to stop the Mongol cavalry from going south. Since that was the case, he would create the strongest faction in the world and rely on himself to protect the Central Plains.
More than ten minutes later, in the courtyard behind the hotel, Mu Qingxiao and Liu Haoren sat opposite each other under a willow tree.
"I can hear the regret in Boss Liu's voice. The Mongols have invaded our Central Plains. I'm sure you want to do something."
"Young Master, you're right. I don't feel good about the Mongols invading, but I'm just a weak businessman. Although I've made friends with many righteous people over the years, I can't persuade them."
Mu Qingxiao smiled and asked unhurriedly, "Boss Liu, the current imperial family is indecisive. By the time they make a decision, I'm afraid Xiangyang would have already been conquered. Then, what do we need to defend against the Mongolian invasion?"
After hearing Mu Qingxiao's words, Liu Haoren pondered for a moment and said, "We need reputation and power. If we have a reputation that no one can reach, we need power and power!"
"Not bad. Your brain is much smarter than I thought. Then, are you interested in working with me on big things?"
Liu Haoren's body trembled, but he quickly recovered and said respectfully, "Young Master, please tell me."
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Four hours later, Liu Haoren asked The Waiter to prepare the best room for Mu Qingxiao and prepared food and wine. His face was unprecedentedly excited.
No one would have thought that the two of them would create the world's greatest power, the Hall of the Nine Clouds, in just a few hours.
Moreover, Mu Qingxiao had passed the Nine Yin Manual to Liu Haoren. When he wasn't around, Liu Haoren was the person in charge of the Hall of the Nine Clouds.
The Hall of the Nine Clouds was the name that Mu Qingxiao had given to his power.
Because there were nine clouds in the sky, his philosophy was that those who followed him would prosper, and those who opposed him would perish. He was the sky. The decision he made could decide the fate of everyone in this era, even the fate of the world!
Now, the Hall of the Nine Clouds had just sprouted. It wasn't very famous and didn't have much influence on the world. However, time would prove everything.
Mu Qingxiao, on the other hand, had plenty of time, an endless amount of money, and countless cultivation methods. The martial arts and cultivation methods in his mind were all important resources for the development of Nine Firmaments Palace!
Time flew by, and two years passed in the blink of an eye. The conflict between Mongolia and the Song Dynasty became more and more intense. Anyone with some power could see that there would be a war between the two countries!
However, the royal family was still indecisive. They didn't even have a sense of crisis.
Even the royal family didn't do anything. What could the righteous men of Jianghu do, let alone the common people?
Most people had the same thought. As long as the butcher's knife wasn't hanging over their heads, they wouldn't have any thoughts of resistance.
However, when the Mongolian cavalry arrived at the city, it was too late.
Of course, not everyone chose to sit and wait for death. During this period of time, the reputation of the previously unknown Nine Firmaments Palace spread like wildfire, rising like a comet.
A gang of beggars couldn't be seen in the world. The Shaolin Sect had sealed themselves off from the world.
As for the sect leader, Huang Rong, she placed all her attention on her husband, Guo Jing, and her daughter. She didn't care about the affairs of A gang of beggars. Quanzhen wasn't as good as it used to be.
Therefore, the Hall of the Nine Clouds' reputation spread far and wide. At the same time, Liu Haoren's name also spread far and wide.
No one would have thought that this ordinary-looking, slightly plump hotel owner was actually a hidden super expert.
Soon, the chivalrous men of Jianghu who had befriended him came to visit him and asked to join the Hall of the Nine Clouds!
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