On the afternoon of the eighth day of September, Jiangning, we met at the same time.
After the long autumn rain stopped, the weather became clearer in the afternoon. The ancient city and the Qinhuai River flowed through the city with foam.
Since the war began, the once prosperous ancient city of Jiangning has gradually faded away from its past colors. The streets that were once decorated with lights and colorful decorations are now mostly gray and black. No one has cleaned up the damage caused by the war, and the influx of traffic has
The people built shacks here and there, and then destroyed them more completely in the subsequent firefights and fighting. The ashes washed away in the rain and became the most important stain in this war-torn city.
However, in the scene after the rain stopped that afternoon, there were large cars driving to various important nodes in the ancient city, and pots of golden flowers were being held out of the cars - most of them
Chrysanthemums, and some flowers of various colors used to make up the numbers, began to be decorated and embellished in the city, and even gorgeous lanterns and luxurious colorful silks were hung out.
A little north of the city, there is a beautiful and simple house called "Yiyuan". With the arrival of He Wen, the decoration of the inside and outside of the house also began.
"Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival..."
On this day, He Wen, the fair king, was dressed in Tsing Yi and came in together with Gao Chang, the "King of Gaotian" with a dark face and rough appearance. They greeted Xu Zhaonan, Shi Baofeng and Zhou Shang who had arrived in advance, and then the five others
I watched the servants decorating the courtyard outside for a while under the eaves.
He Wen smiled and explained: "...create some atmosphere and celebrate."
"What is atmosphere?" Xu Zhaonan asked.
"It means the atmosphere..." He Wen looked at the opposite side and tilted his head, "When we were in the southwest, the Black Flag Army actually lived a tight life and had little food and supplies. However, every year during the holidays, the surname
Ning's man was always particular about getting everyone to move and celebrate. He didn't have any dignity in front of others. He always ran ahead and asked people to set up torches. At night, they lit them all over the mountains and plains, and also sang and danced. He was most often followed by others at that time.
People say, ah, create some atmosphere, create some atmosphere... it’s very interesting.”
"If there are torches all over the mountains and plains, but they don't catch fire or get out of control, it can be regarded as a kind of military training."
"That's what I mean, but what Mr. Ning said later is that the more difficult the situation is, the more action needs to be taken. The more the situation is a pool of stagnant water, the harder it is to muddy the stagnant water. Live towards death."
He Wen said this, after a moment, he smiled and waved his hand.
"...The wild geese are flying in the autumn shadow of the river, and they are carrying the green tea on the pot with the guests. It is rare to smile in this world, and the chrysanthemums must be planted in the head to return. But you will be drunk for the festival, there is no need to come to hate the falling light... No matter what, it is the Double Ninth Festival,
We have taken Jiangning for so long, but it is still quite chaotic outside. Nowadays, there are martial arts competitions and conferences, which are very lively, so we cannot miss such a big festival, let everyone have a good time."
"Why do you hate Luohui? What is it?" Under the eaves, Gao Chang turned his head to Xu Zhaonan and asked in a low voice.
"Du Mu's poems." Xu Zhaonan replied in a low voice.
There are still remaining water droplets dripping down the navy blue tiles into the pond. On the other side, the shorter Zhou Shang has his hands behind his back: "Mr. He, do you like this poem?"
"What do you think, Mr. Zhou?"
"I like the other one."
"oh?"
"When autumn comes on September 8th, my flowers will bloom and hundreds of flowers will bloom. Chang'an will be filled with incense, and the city will be filled with golden armor." Zhou Shang looked at He Wen, "What do you think, Mr. He? Today, September 8th, my
It’s more appropriate for the occasion.”
"...Hahahaha." He Wen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "This song that Mr. Zhou likes is so fierce. Except that the time is September 8th, how else can it fit the occasion? Look at us five brothers, come over for a meeting,
The meeting was going well, but now that we can no longer fight, Mr. Zhou, you suddenly recited this kind of poem, are you trying to open your flower and suddenly kill the four of us?"
"Ha ha……"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The other people laughed.
"Master Zhou is just arty. What kind of poetry does he know?"
"Meeting, meeting."
…
After the five leaders of the Fairness Party gathered in Jiangning, starting from the first day of September, representatives in the city held meetings every single day, and every even day, a few people went to Yiyuan to hold a small meeting. On this day,
This is already the fourth game.
The congress outside was grand and solemn, but the private gathering of five people was more lively and casual. A few people teased each other, occasionally told jokes, or cursed each other, but these past times
During the day, the atmosphere was not too tense.
Among the few people, the "King of Fairness", who always wears long robes and has one hand that is not convenient for him, is elegant yet steady;
"King Gao Tian" Gao Chang has a rough appearance, but doesn't speak much. His eyes are full of oppression when he narrows his eyes. However, once he speaks, he is often very casual;
"King of Wheels" Xu Zhaonan is shaped like a tall tower. As a cult leader, he is knowledgeable and always harmonious;
Shi Baofeng loves to laugh, but he is a bit narrow-minded. He occasionally disagrees with others, but he is still quite measured when he makes a few provocations;
Zhou Shang always kept a straight face and had a fierce attitude of fighting and killing all day long. He was not angry at being discussed by everyone on such occasions. Sometimes he would argue with others in a rigid manner, often alone with the other four.
They quarreled with each other, and then the four of them, who found it quite boring, dropped the topic and stopped talking to him any more.
Since it was a neutral occasion, the few people who came here also brought a certain number of bodyguards with them. During the negotiation, a large number of bodyguards stayed on the outside. Some of them were sent by He Wen to decorate flowers and lanterns. Those who entered the inside were each carrying their own bodyguards.
two staff members.
On this day, as several people sat down, the atmosphere in the hall still seemed to be relatively harmonious. Some large and small issues and demands were raised in a laughing atmosphere, some tried to make a decision after simple discussions, and some
Because some people still had different ideas, they only put it aside temporarily after arguing or laughing and scolding. The five kings headed by He Wen all seemed to be understated, but the staff who were responsible for serving, recording, carrying and managing information followed.
They all looked serious and quiet. Although their faces were expressionless, their hearts were shaken, because they all knew that this was the most important place to decide the next major events in Jiangnan, and the understatements they saw were all the things in the world.
A power struggle at the highest level.
The two aides who followed Shi Baofeng knew that today the employer would stumble and dig a big hole for King Ping Ping.
Of course, this is not a strange thing.
From the first private meeting, the five parties sitting here have been trying to make things difficult for each other. Each family seems to be easily putting forward suggestions that are beneficial to themselves, and then laughingly objecting to other people's ideas.
Some words full of language traps, quiet sowing discord, and alliances may appear on the round table in this room anytime and anywhere. But in general, the consensus at this time is that big conflicts are not
As for being produced during this time period.
The ten staff members felt all this nervously and quietly, and were ready to hand over some prepared evidence on topics at any time.
At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, after everyone talked about some interesting things about Lin'an Tieyan, they mentioned Nongxian Zhao Jingci. He Wen took the opportunity to praise Zhao Jingci's achievements. Xu Zhaonan said: "I heard that Boss Shi had a meeting with Nongxian's people yesterday.
There was some discord..."
Shi Baofeng waved his hand and said: "There is a little misunderstanding down here. How can I say that I had a quarrel with Nong Xian... This matter was done by my incompetent traitor. I was about to report it to Mr. He."
"I heard something happened last night." He Wen thought for a while, "But Shi Gong said it was a misunderstanding. I think the matter has been found out. I think this matter will be left to Shi Gong to decide. Misunderstandings must be easy.
Untie it—I believe in Shi Gong."
"Haha, the misunderstanding is very simple, just a little bit of clown behavior." Shi Baofeng laughed, and then became slightly solemn, "But this matter is also related to Mr. He's reputation..."
"What do you have to do with Mr. He's good reputation? When you are old, don't ruin other people's reputation and get into trouble again." Xu Zhaonan stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, "This is not kind."
"Mr. Xu misunderstood me." Shi Baofeng clasped his hands and said, "You Yu, bring the things up."
In the hall, the design has already been made. The staff member called Yu is a Confucian scholar in his thirties. He handed over the bag of case files that he had prepared, then calmly stepped back and looked at the five people.
He was also laughing and taking out the things inside, his heart was filled with ups and downs.
The case files presented were naturally those confessions captured from the Wuhu Inn and beaten into submission. In addition, there were several blood-stained "Book Club" pamphlets mixed in as evidence. Shi Baofeng gave a general introduction to this "
The nonsense about "Reading Club". In the confessions in the case file, the gangsters claimed that King Ping Ping was their backer, and the peasant sage Zhao Jingci was the general of the Reading Club. Naturally, the kings did not believe such things, but this kind of behavior
Extremely vicious.
"For some time, it has been rumored that the 'Reading Club' was instigated by someone from me, Zhou..." Zhou Shang said this.
Xu Zhaonan laughed and laughed: "Some people say that about me..."
"Whose is that?"
"Let me make it clear first, it has nothing to do with me."
"These people in the reading club have evil intentions and want to dig up our roots. We can't tolerate it anymore..."
The group of people talked to each other, and Shi Baofeng said, "What do you think, Mr. He?"
Over at the round table, He Wen simply finished reading the confession, then took a booklet in his hand and was still reading it slowly.
"...Mr. He was naturally framed." The room was only slightly quiet for a moment, and Xu Zhaonan smiled and said, "The purpose of the gangster's doing this is also obvious."
"In the past two years in our Fairness Party, heroes have emerged in large numbers, and there are also heroes and snakes mixed together. There are always some who can't bear loneliness and want to use the name of the southwest man to achieve something big. In my area, not only the reading club family has done this
Kind of something."
"Is there anyone else? Lao Zhou, tell me."
"There's nothing much to say about what you've already eaten."
"The five parties of our Fairness Party today are of the same blood and are connected by the same spirit. They are all brothers united under the "Fairness Code". According to Mr. He, in fact, speaking of it, the sixth party and the seventh party are
As long as you have the strength, you can also gather together. For example, at the 'Big Dragon Head', there are brothers who can have meals together... But this book club is different from other families..."
"The reading club is ambitious. They actually don't recognize the "Fairness Code". They are people with different intentions. If this matter cannot be resolved, there will be endless troubles..."
"Mr. He, what do you think?"
…
"...Mr. He?"
…
Shi Baofeng stretched his hand up. Just before he touched the book in He Wen's hand, he saw the eyes raised and looked towards him, and his hand stopped in the air.
…
"Mr. He, what do you think...?"
…
"Do you think...the things in this little book make sense?"
In the hall, He Wen's voice came out.
The second quarter of Shenshi has passed a little, and the late autumn sky outside the hall is approaching dusk. People outside are still decorating chrysanthemums and lanterns for the Double Ninth Festival. The hall was quiet for a while, the eyes of the five people intertwined, and Shi Baofeng's hand stretched out
In the air, not far behind him, two staff members were still standing expressionless. The staff member named Yu Yu heard his own heartbeat. He naturally knew where these confessions and notebooks came from. Maybe Wuhu Inn was not
There is no reading club, everything is arranged by the second son Shi Weiyang, and Shi Baofeng wants to unify the consensus on the "reading club" within the Fair Party and make some of the secret cards more clear, "Reading Club"
"Will" is a hidden card that cannot but be seen clearly.
Originally this shouldn't be a complicated matter.
But He Wen seems to want to make this matter more complicated.
Several people looked at He Wen, and He Wen looked at them coldly and calmly. After a moment, Gao Chang, who was holding a tea cup, put down the cup in his hand, and Xu Zhaonan raised his right hand to He Wen.
"Old He, this is not what we are talking about today."
"Yes, Mr. He." Shi Baofeng also had a smile on his face, "Don't be so pretentious."
"So what are we talking about today?"
"Let's talk about who is behind this book club."
"Let me make it clear first that it has nothing to do with me."
"It doesn't have much to do with me."
"Mr. He, the reading club will do great harm to the Fairness Party. It's unclear. Please express your position so that we can have an idea."
"Then what position do I express?"
"This 'book club' says that you are the one behind them. Do you think so?"
The conversation went on word by word. Xu Zhaonan and Shi Baofeng expressed their opinions quickly and with the most positive attitude. Gao Chang only occasionally interjected, while Zhou Shang frowned and looked at He Wen and He Wen.
laugh it out.
"It seems that you, Lao Shi and Lao Xu, insist on asking me to open this mouth, but how can I do it?"
"As long as you say something, it has nothing to do with the reading club."
"How come it doesn't matter?" He Wen looked at them, "Who are the people in this reading club? After all, they are also members of the Fairness Party. They have their own ideas, but even so, I am the King of Fairness."
He glanced at everyone: "Today we gather in Jiangning to talk about the affairs of each household. Even if this book club is full of evil, what bad things have they done? Do we also need to talk about it? For example, the Wuhu Inn
One thing is that Wuhu Inn was Zhao Jingci’s place. So, do we have to check whether they have anything to do with Zhao Jingci? They have done great harm to the Fairness Party. Where is the harm? Shouldn’t we also discuss it?
You see, other people’s ideas are more radical, but aren’t they written very clearly?”
He Wen threw the pamphlet in his hand into the center of the round table.
Gao Chang picked up the tea cup, his eyes were quiet and he didn't know what he was thinking; Xu Zhaonan seemed to be stunned by He Wen's remarks, opened his mouth slightly, and leaned back on the chair; Shi Baofeng's tongue was in his mouth
Stirring, looking at He Wen, he blinked in surprise.
Over at the round table, Zhou Shang, who had been silent all this time, burst out laughing at some point.
"Hahahahahahahaha... He Wen, you crazy person!"
"Who is crazier, the people in the world will still judge." He Wen spoke calmly, and then stretched out his finger to knock on the table, "This thing, what is written on it, doesn't make sense at all? What they said,
You’ve probably seen them all, right?”
"The people who made this thing made reference to many things about the Chinese Army in the west, and also compared the many commonalities between rioters like us through the ages." He Wendao said, "It is said that all those who have achieved great things in the past and present have the core
In fact, it does not depend on slogans and rhetoric, but on the degree to which a group of people obey orders and follow rules. The core of the Southwest Chinese Army's success is not the "Chinese" rhetoric that Ning Yi said, nor the "four people"
'The most important thing about his painting is that he used various means to enable the military law to enforce orders and prohibitions, so that government orders can be strictly implemented."
"Of course, if you want to reach this level, you need to have ideals and have the assistance of drawing cakes. But in the final analysis, it is rules. Lao Gao, you are the leader of the soldiers. Your soldiers will have the ability to reach whatever level your orders can go.
The more you can fight, right? Lao Xu, you are from Manichaeism. If your followers are obedient, you have power. But there are degrees of obedience. How detailed are your rules for your subordinates? Isn’t it right when the decree is issued halfway?
Are you going to go astray? Are you talking about something wrong?"
"Master Shi, you do a lot of business. You have all the rules in your shop. What should you do if someone violates them? Do you want to deal with him? Why should you deal with him? Even if your relatives break the rules, I heard that you rarely open the door to others.
On the other hand, why? You don’t know clearly? "
"...and Madman Zhou, your men are destroying but not building! What else can you do besides driving them forward and beating them? Without our help, you won't be able to survive this winter! Does it matter if we talk about it?
"
He Wenwen was born as a Confucian, with both civil and military skills. He was a great debater in Southwest China. At this time, Shi Baofeng, Xu Zhaonan and others were getting angry. Unexpectedly, he was also talking eloquently, and in the blink of an eye he actually talked about several people.
The crowd's momentum was overwhelmed. However, when it came to talking about Zhou and Shang, the short man opposite had a sneer on his face, but he did not shy away. He stretched out his hand and swept the tea cup away from the table.
"Can't make it through the winter? What kind of relief? In the past, when my people conquered the city and captured the land, did any of your families confiscate the things they looted? Did any of you eat for free? Talk about rules, talk about the southwest, Lao He, what do I have from the southwest?
I have also read it, and one thing is very clear: a timid style cannot accomplish anything. Where does the rhetoric of fairness come from? It comes from Ning Yi’s talk about the spirit of equality for everyone, because everyone is equal, so we must be fair! You today
If we don’t kill all the people in the past, we have to talk about the rules, and we have to figure them out slowly. Who can think of this word of fairness?"
"Rules are orders and prohibitions. It's not like you set a direction and shout a slogan and then swarm on the ground. It's not like you who destroy but don't build."
"If I have destroyed but not built, it is not the time to build! He Wen, what you are building is a fair party, and the most important thing is the word fairness! But you have not killed all those people who have enjoyed it in the past, you have
People follow you to conquer the world, just to be that kind of person! You, King of Justice, when you enter the city, people on the roadside kneel down and kowtow to you, how can you talk about fairness!" Zhou Shang pointed his hand to the side.
, started a group, "You are all the same!"
"Stop arguing." Xu Zhaonan waved his hand, "This is not what we are talking about today."
Shi Baofeng said: "What Lao Xu said makes sense."
He Wen stared at Zhou Shang: "But what is fairness for? It is to allow the people next to you to live a better life and live more like human beings. But can fairness be achieved overnight? You point at it.
Kill all the rich people in the world and make everyone equal before starting construction. Do you know that you will kill more than just the rich people? You will also kill more than half of the poor people under you. They will starve to death.
, were fooled to death! Equality can rely on education, it can rely on law, it can rely on one hundred or two hundred years, it should not rely on a massacre where everyone is destroyed!"
"Haha, rely on education, rely on the law, to put it nicely, I'm afraid that your education has not yet started to be effective, and all the gentlemen under you have already spread their wings, and four generations are under one roof!"
"One generation can only follow the path of one generation. What can you do if you kill them all?"
"At least they truly know what equality is. When they stop kneeling when they see the master, then I will naturally stop killing him!"
"I'm afraid you won't be able to stop by then."
"Whether you can stop or not, you will know after you do it! If you want to do a great thing that has not happened in a thousand years, how can you be timid and fearful when talking about the southwest? Why do Ning Yi kill the emperor? Can't you all figure it out?"
The two started a debate with heated words. Shi Baofeng slapped the table on the other side: "Okay, Lao He, don't pretend to be confused here. Today, it's not his fault that the reading club is evil."
What did he say? The reason is that he is wearing the southwestern orthodox tiger skin! If these people become more and more popular, will you, the fair king, still want to be the King of Fairness if you wait any longer? Or, is this thing really instigated by you, Mr. He?
"
He Wen pushed the file on the table back: "Yes or no, Mr. Shi, you don't know?"
"What I'm talking about is not about the Wuhu Inn."
"I thought we were talking about the Five Lakes Inn."
"Hahaha, madman. You, the Fair King, are the biggest madman." Zhou Shang smiled, "I think it's you. You are the one who organized the 'book club'. Do you want to separate the four of us and do it by yourself?"
"I didn't say that."
"Then make a statement."
"I am the King of Fairness. Anyone who has ideas about the Fairness Party, as long as it is internal, I think they can talk about it and listen to it. Isn't the meeting now just to discuss the way forward?"
"I think Mr. He agrees with the above statement, otherwise we can change our name to the Rules Party."
"You can say why you don't agree with it, and you can also say if you agree with it. I think many of the concerns above are very reasonable. On the first day of the meeting, I mentioned why many peasant uprisings in the past and present have no results. We
Will we repeat the same mistakes? There are many things we need to talk about..."
"This is not something that cannot be discussed..."
"These are things that cannot be discussed. If these things cannot be discussed clearly, the Fairness Party will not last long."
"Don't pretend you don't understand..."
"It's okay to talk openly. I am the King of Fairness. If you want me to say that the Fairness Party members have nothing to do with me, that won't work..."
"I, Mr. Zhou, am the real King of Fairness, and you, Lao He, are the King of Rules."
"Lao He, is it really you who organized the reading club? Are you targeting the four of us?"
"I didn't say that, but what they wrote makes some sense. Can't we consider recruiting him? Can we have a broader vision..."
"It wasn't your fault."
"I can't say this either..."
"I fuck you..."
Buzz buzz buzz buzz...
In the hall, the voices of several people were sometimes fierce and sometimes solemn. At a certain moment, it gradually became quiet. Some people got up and walked around, and some people patted the table. It was already evening, and the white sky after the rain stopped gradually retreated from the clouds.
After that, some lanterns were hung up and gradually lit. The guards looked at each other in surprise in the Langyuan and under the eaves. Everyone used their own methods to judge the seriousness of the situation.
A group of staff, including Na Xiao, also stood there nervously, watching the debate progress. In the past, the five parties of the Fairness Party went their own way, and the other four parties did not have much contact with He Wen himself. This time they entered the city.
Later, he organized a meeting to listen to opinions. Most of the time, he showed kindness to others and a peaceful atmosphere. Until this moment, everyone finally saw his unpredictable and unpredictable side for the first time...
…
It was approaching evening, and a commotion had just occurred in the "Wenshui Restaurant" in the city. At this time, the doctor who was called over was hurriedly entering the lobby of the restaurant.
On this afternoon, what was going on in the wine shop was originally a "hero meeting" where people from all walks of life gathered. This is a common thing in Jiangning City these days. Of course, because most of the people who gathered were people from the world of martial arts.
People who lick blood from the edge of a knife are happy and harmonious when everyone is doing good to others, but from time to time there will be some minor accidents.
Coming from Yanjiapu in the west, Yan Tiehe, the second master of the Yan family who is quite famous in the world of chivalry, "Chasing the Wind Sword", had a quarrel with a swordsman at this party for strange reasons. Both parties ended up
During the fight, the swordsman resorted to insidious tricks, first injuring others with hidden weapons, and then cutting Yan Tiehe down in a pool of blood.
At this time, in the martial arts competition in the green forest, unless it was a life and death fight, concealed weapons were generally not allowed to be used. Especially in such a solemn "heroes' gathering", everyone felt that they were out of place. Seeing that person win by despicable means, almost
The famous knight stepped forward to stop the other party from leaving, but the man kept attacking and stabbed several people one after another before escaping from the restaurant window. By this time, some well-informed people had already found out the other party's identity.
This person is a captain of the "Undead Guard" under the command of "King of Wheels" Xu Zhaonan, who is known as "Sword Madness" Yang Hanzhou in the world. He doesn't know what medicine he took wrong, so he had to resort to underhanded moves to win on such occasions.
Later, he injured others and ran away.
In Jiangning City today, injuries and bloodshed are common. Fights involving thousands of people broke out several times in August. Many people died indiscriminately and no one was held accountable. But such common chaos does not mean that
Many things in the green forest can have no beginning or end, just like this one. Mr. Yan came here on behalf of Yanjiabao and was Shi Baofeng's distinguished guest. Yang Hanzhou had the background of "The King of Wheels" behind him.
So when the doctor arrived to clean up the mess, most of the people in the restaurant were whispering in excitement or anxiety.
Now, I don’t know what kind of conflict will arise between the "King of Equality" and the "King of Wheels". This matter is difficult to resolve, so there will be a good show next...
…
Now that the origin of the perpetrators has been determined and the "Undead Guard" is the place to belong, the participants in the "Wenshui Restaurant" did not rush to investigate the crime. After all, Yan Tiehe has Shi Baofeng as his backing, and the "Undead Guard"
"It's not something that ordinary people can do.
At the moment when the riot in the wine shop subsided, the assailant Yang Hanzhou, who was holding a long sword and wearing a scar on his face, had already changed into an inconspicuous outfit, and with a bag of gold and silver on his back, rushed to the east gate of Jiangning City. With the last words
After leaving the city at a high speed, he met Jin Yongsheng who came in a carriage by the woods outside the city to confirm that he had left the city.
"The promised money...the banknotes for my Baofeng are all here." Jin Yongsheng handed him a small bundle.
Yang Hanzhou tore open his bag and counted the points, with a gloomy look on his face: "What is this for? It took a lot of effort to find a lucrative position in the Undead Guard. It took a lot of effort."
"Why, I didn't get enough. Do you have any opinions?"
"I don't dare... I just think it's strange. This Second Master Yan is not an important person. Why do you have to let me do this... No, I thought I could do something big with Mr. Jin." The man with the scar
A cold smile appeared on his face.
Jin Yongsheng didn't look at him, looked at the truth not far away, and said slowly: "If you don't get enough, just say you haven't got enough. Let's take the money and live happily for a while. Wait in Yangzhou in two months and consider arranging other arrangements for you.
Things. You can fight and kill. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything wrong to you.”
"That……"
"Don't ask about things you shouldn't be curious about. I know it's not safe for you."
"yes."
Speaking of this, although Yang Hanzhou was curious, he naturally did not dare to ask any more questions. At this time, he saw Jin Yongsheng in front of him frowning slightly and murmured: "The second batch..."
Yang Hanzhou looked back and saw that not far away was the main road from Jiangning. Night was approaching. There were not many pedestrians entering and leaving the city, but there were three fast horses carrying the riders on their backs towards the east at a very high speed.
go.
"This is..." Yang Hanzhou frowned, "Yuan Zhan?"
"Know?" Jin Yongsheng asked.
"The confidant under the 'King of Chakravartin', he is usually responsible for... the communication of some important matters. When people are informed, troops can be dispatched. This is..."
"This is the second batch. When I came out, I met several Zhou Shang's men... They were in a hurry and didn't know what to do..."
Yang Hanzhou looked at Jin Yongsheng, and saw that the other party was also looking at him calmly in the dim light of the forest.
What on earth was I involved in?
Does this have anything to do with me?
He felt uneasy in his heart, and the slight curiosity that had originally aroused him dissipated in an instant. He immediately held up his hands and said, "Then, the young one will go first, Mr. Jin, take care of yourself."
"Take care, see you in Yangzhou."
"See you in Yangzhou."
Carrying two bags on his back, Yang Hanzhou turned around and left. When he finally looked back, he saw the gray city of Jiangning in the distance, about to sink into the black sky. The atmosphere of the evening seemed to become chilly. He didn't know what was going to happen next.
If something happens, he doesn't want to pursue the matter. At this moment, he just wants to get away from this place where something might happen as quickly as possible.
After Yang Hanzhou left, Jin Yongsheng got on the carriage with a frown on his face. The intuition developed in his years of career in the arena was gently warning him. He smelled a slight, ominous aura from the two groups of people he had just seen.
These ominous auras could not come from Yang Hanzhou just now, nor could they come from the second young master who arranged the Wenshui Restaurant incident - it was just a small matter - he could not think of any accident for the time being.
"Go back to Zhong'anfang quickly."
This is what he ordered.
Soon after, the old shopkeeper returned to the city. It was the time when night fell and the lights began to turn on. Under the calm surface of the city, the biggest undercurrent since the opening of the Jiangning Conference was silently and violently rolling...