My Promotion Story Through Time Travel

Chapter 122 Revenge

Xiaochunzi wanted to continue persuading him, but after glancing at Lin Ziping and seeing his serious expression, she said nothing and followed him closely.

Before long, the road underfoot gradually widened, and the clanging sounds became clearer.

"Young Master Ziping, the Sixth Young Master is over there." Xiao Chunzi walked in front of Lin Ziping and led the way.

Lin Ziping followed Xiao Chunzi inside. There were about thirty people inside, some digging with hoes, some shoveling, and some loading scattered stones onto a vehicle.

Gao Chi and Li Qiongying were also among them. Gao Chi was seen skillfully digging at the soil in front of him with a hoe, while Li Qiongying was clearing the stones out of the soil.

One of them was royalty and the other was a noblewoman, both born with a silver spoon in their mouths. Now, they can truly be considered flexible and adaptable.

"You're awake." Seeing Lin Ziping approach, Gao Chi slowed his movements, his tone tinged with concern.

"Hmm," Lin Ziping replied softly as he squatted down to pick up a stone from the ground.

"Qiongying has already told me why you came here. What are your plans?" Gao Chi asked.

Lin Ziping did not answer directly, but pointed to the stone on the ground and said in a low voice, "Does Young Master Gao know what this stone is?"

Gao Chi stopped what he was doing, and Xiao Chunzi stepped forward and took the hoe from him: "Young Master, take a rest."

"What kind of mine is this?" Gao Chi asked, squatting down next to Lin Ziping.

"Iron!" Lin Ziping slowly uttered a single word.

Gao Chi paused for a moment, then his eyes suddenly turned fierce.

Historically, mineral energy has always been a strategic energy source for the nation, especially in ancient times when unauthorized mining could cost one's head.

"They're really courting death." These words were uttered as if they were being squeezed out from between hot teeth.

Lin Ziping glanced at Gao Chi, hesitating whether to reveal that he already knew their identities, but decided that he couldn't say it for the time being.

"When will the people from the county government arrive?" Li Qiongying asked.

“I have some tracking incense on me; they should be able to find me,” Lin Ziping replied. “But…”

"Brother Ziping, we're in the same boat, so just say what's on your mind." Gao Chi saw Lin Ziping speaking hesitantly and stared intently at him.

Lin Ziping took a deep breath, looked around warily, and seeing that no one was paying attention, said, "Since this is an iron mine, I don't think this small mountain stronghold can make the decisions."

The torches in the cave flickered, casting a dim light on Gao Chi's face. After a long pause, he said, "You mean there are people in the county government colluding with the mountain stronghold?"

“This is just my guess, but I don’t trust them,” Lin Ziping said.

Li Qiongying chuckled softly: "You've only met us by chance, yet you trust us so much?"

Lin Ziping secretly gave Li Qiongying an appreciative look; this young lady was truly his wingman.

The effect of saying something proactively versus having someone else ask you is vastly different.

"Of course not. I trust Xiaochunzi, and of course I'm grateful for your life-saving grace. Besides, I've only been in Fuchun for a few months and don't know anyone well. Compared to others, we're the same," Lin Ziping explained helplessly.

Gao Chi and Li Qiongying exchanged a glance.

Gao Chi said, "I contacted my guards a few days ago, but they are seriously injured, so we will probably have to wait."

Lin Ziping understood immediately. He knew that the scenario of a big shot traveling incognito was only in TV dramas. Normally, such a person would have layers upon layers of bodyguards, but definitely some secret guards.

"What are you all saying together?" Someone noticed their unusual behavior and scolded them fiercely.

Seeing that Gao Chi and Li Qiongying didn't speak, Lin Ziping didn't say anything either, and silently quickened his movements, widening the distance between the three of them.

Lin Ziping joined Gao Chi's brick-moving group and, after some getting used to it, developed a revolutionary friendship with Gao Chi and Li Qiongying.

A few days later, thanks to the miraculous medicine from Li Qiongying, although he ate only gruel every day, his body gradually recovered.

Seeing that Jiang Dangjia was not making any moves, Lin Ziping contacted Gao Chi and Li Qiongying, and then began to try to scout out the location.

Thinking of the injuries he sustained a few days ago, Lin Ziping decided to retaliate.

So they followed the steward for a few days and found his residence, which was right next to the little cabin from last time.

That little cabin was just a transit point. The miners ate and slept in caves, and their workload was extremely heavy. So many people, like Gao Chi and his group, formed groups, but they were temporary partners and didn't trust each other much.

As the saying goes, "A bright moon and a strong wind are the perfect time for murder and robbery."

There was no moon or wind at that time, so Lin Ziping chose a cloudy day without rain. At dawn, before daybreak and while everyone around him was still asleep, he walked toward the steward's room.

Before I even got close, I heard a sobbing sound.

Lin Ziping paused, silently recited the twenty-four-character core socialist values, and continued forward with lighter steps.

As Lin Ziping approached the steward's room, he saw a pile of things on the ground near the door that looked like a small mountain. His heart tightened. He was a materialist; this couldn't be anything dirty, could it?

After reviewing Newton's laws of motion in his mind, Lin Ziping mustered his courage and stepped forward, whereupon another sobbing sound rang out.

Lin Ziping stopped and carefully examined the source of the sound, discovering it was from "Xiaoshan".

As they approached, they realized that what they called a "small mountain" was clearly Hong Lao Er.

He was already unconscious, his face flushed, and he was crying softly, occasionally murmuring things like "Mother—" and "Eat meat—".

Lin Ziping didn't disturb him. He carefully walked around the door and tried to push open the steward's door. Unexpectedly, the steward was so careless that the door was unlocked, which was perfect for him.

Pushing open the door, my eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness. I saw a person lying on the bed, with occasional snoring coming from the side. On the stool next to him was the steward's whip.

Lin Ziping quickly stepped forward, covered the steward with a blanket, and then grabbed a nearby stool and smashed it down on him.

At first, there were muffled groans coming from under the covers, but the sound gradually stopped. After a couple more thuds, the covers were lifted, and the person on the bed was already unconscious.

Is he dead?!

Lin Ziping placed his hand on the steward's neck to feel his pulse, and fortunately, the carotid artery under his hand was still throbbing.

Seeing that the steward had only fainted, Lin Ziping took the whip next to him and tied his hands and feet together, then kicked him a few times before leaving refreshed.

Stepping out of the steward's room, the sky was a bit brighter than before.

Lin Ziping saw that Hong Lao Er was still lying on the ground. He wanted to leave immediately, but then he thought that he had made quite a commotion in the house, and the man seemed to have no reaction.

Unable to resist, I went over and saw Hong Lao Er curled up, his eyes closed, his body shivering from time to time.

Is this an infectious disease?! Lin Ziping quickly stepped back.

"Mother—waaaah—it hurts—"

As soon as Lin Ziping stepped out of the steward's courtyard, he heard a mournful cry behind him.

Forget it, the other person is obviously an idiot. I can't just watch him die like this, my conscience won't allow it.

Lin Ziping stepped back, walked to Hong Lao Er's side, and carefully peered into him while covering his mouth and nose.

Just then, Hong Lao Er rolled over, making a "clattering" sound. Lin Ziping looked over curiously and saw that there was an iron chain around his neck. The sound was the clanging of the chain slipping off.

He crouched down to examine it closely, but accidentally touched Hong Lao Er's clothes, which were found to be completely wet.

Seeing this scene, it's obvious that the manager is treating Hong Lao Er like a dog!