"Who is in charge of the Delta Armed Forces today?"
"Situ Dao and I are in charge." Sikong You admitted reluctantly: "We are both amateurs in this area. So all these years, the Delta Armed Forces have been dormant. They have neither developed nor carried out any operations. .The recent events in South Sudan are unprecedented.”
"Regardless of Delta's other armed forces, what is the current situation of the special brigade?"
"Same."
"I see."
"Speaking of which, you don't want me to mobilize the special brigade to help you do something." Sikong You shook his head decisively and told Ling Cang categorically: "This is absolutely not possible. Your father wants to temper you, so you can only Be self-reliant.”
"Look, I scared you." Ling Cang snorted with disdain: "There is no special brigade. I have other people."
"Really? It seems like you are quite awesome now."
"Of course." Ling Cang told Si Kongyou proudly: "You should let the special brigade continue to rot in some unknown corner of the world."
"You're serious."
"Of course. But..." Ling Cang's attitude changed and he suddenly smiled flatteringly: "Can you reveal the strength of the Delta Special Forces Brigade?"
"I could have told you, but you offended me. So..." Sikong You replied with a straight face, "You'd better go investigate on your own."
The Hong Ming Gang has a legal identity called Hong Ming Industrial Co., Ltd. The headquarters of this company is also the headquarters of the Hong Ming Gang.
There is a large incense hall on the top floor of the headquarters. There is a portrait of Zheng Chenggong in it. From the beginning to the present, the Hongming Gang has grown from weak to strong. The headquarters has moved more than once. However, this incense hall has always remained. .However, no one comes at all on weekdays. Only the cleaning lady occasionally comes in to clean.
Later, because I was not taken seriously, even the cleaning lady stopped coming.
Hong Yi has almost never been to the headquarters since he was released from prison. In order to show that he is not involved in political affairs, he has almost never been to the headquarters. I don't know what happened today. He suddenly had a whim and came back for a walk. Then he led Hong Xue to clean the incense hall.
Hong Xue planned to let someone else do it, but Hong Yi didn't allow it. So he could only suppress his nausea and clean up the thick cobwebs and dust. Then he wiped all the furnishings carefully. At the end, Hong Xue was tired. I was covered in sweat. I really wanted to find a place to have a good sleep.
"Chinese people attach great importance to where their roots are. And they always respect tradition no matter when. Although tradition is no longer taken seriously these days, we still can't lose it because this is our root." Hong Yi added three points. He held the incense stick in his hand and bowed respectfully three times to Zheng Chenggong's portrait. Then he put the incense in the incense burner: "Most of the gangs from all over the country worship the Second Master Guan. And we, the children of Bashu, also worship the national surname Master. You Do you know why this is?"
"I don't know..." Hong Xue said and let out a long yawn.
"There is a historical allusion here..." Hong Yi looked back at his daughter. He shook his head helplessly: "Come on. You can also offer some incense."
"Oh." Hong Xue agreed. She stood listlessly in front of the portrait and lit the incense.
"You're holding it too low. When applying incense, it should be at the level of your eyebrows."
"Oh." Hong Xue weakly raised the incense and then nodded slightly, which was regarded as a bow.
"You..." Hong Yi didn't know what to say. He could only sigh.
Hongxue smelled so good. She turned around and said to her father, "I can't tell. Dad, you are quite patriotic."
"how to say."
Hong Xue pointed to Zheng Chenggong’s portrait: “This is a national hero.”
"We, the descendants of Bashu, have the surname of Gongguo. Not only because he is a national hero, but also because..." Hong Yi found that his daughter was not interested in these things at all. So he had to turn around and said: "Forget it. Let's not talk about this..."
Hong Xue half-opened her eyes and was swaying there. She was about to fall asleep standing up: "Oh."
"By the way. Will Ling Cang come over for dinner tonight?"
Hearing these words, Hong Xue immediately became energetic: "Dad, let's go back and prepare carefully. I have learned several dishes recently..."
"All right."
After Ling Cang left Sikong You's place, he went directly to Hong's house. Hong Xue immediately laid out a large table full of dishes and asked happily, "How was it?"
"I haven't eaten it yet..." Ling Cang looked at the appearance of the dish and then raised his nose to smell it: "The color and aroma are there, but I don't know how it tastes."
"Of course it's not bad." Hong Xue said, wiping her hands with her apron. She looked a bit like a little daughter-in-law, making it difficult to associate her with the all-powerful black boss.
"Come on, let's get started..." Hong Yi smiled and made an inviting gesture: "How about you try this Mapo Tofu?"
"Yeah. It tastes good..." Ling Cang felt that although this dish was not as well cooked as Zhang Yiting, it was still delicious. It was hard to believe that it was Hong Xue's masterpiece.
"In order to treat you to this meal, Xue'er has put in a lot of effort." Hong Yi said, looking at his daughter lovingly.
"By the way, uncle..." Ling Cang wolfed down his food and asked, "Can I ask you something?"
"If you have anything to ask, you must ask during dinner." Hong Xue said, lifting one leg and stepping on the chair.
"Xue'er..." Hong Yi coughed twice and reminded in a low voice: "Pay attention."
Hong Xue put down her legs reluctantly: "Oh."
Ling Cang discovered that although Hong Yi was from a gang, he was very particular about rules and etiquette. He was very strict with Hong Xue, but his daughter had grown up and he couldn't control her in many cases.
However, as Hong Yi's prospective son-in-law, it seems that he should pay more attention. Ling Cang remembered that there is a saying that he eats without talking or sleeps without speaking. So he immediately put down his chopsticks and asked seriously: "I have read a few books about history recently. A book on folk associations mentioned in the book on folk associations. It mentioned that there once was a very famous gang in the land of Bashu. The Ge Lao Hui. The book mentioned that the organization of the Ge Lao Hui was quite secretive. There are few historical materials. In terms of its origin, there are two main theories. One. It is said that it was founded by Zheng Chenggong. Another said that Ge Laohui is a branch of the Tiandihui..."
"Why did you show off the Heaven and Earth Society? Do you still want to talk about Chen Jinnan and the Fifth Shaolin Patriarch?" Hong Xue couldn't help laughing: "You melon kid. You have a fever recently."
"Hong Xue, don't make trouble. This is a very serious historical topic." Hong Yi took a bite of the food. Then he put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and asked Ling Cang: "What do you want to know."
"I want to know which statement is closer to the truth." Ling Cang said seriously: "Uncle, you are from Sichuan. You should know something about this history."
"There are too many people in Sichuan. Besides, this was all eight hundred years ago..." Hong Xue expressed another opinion from the side: "How did we know?"
Hong Yi waved his hand at Hong Xue and told Ling Cang: "Actually, these two statements are not contradictory."
"how to say."
"Tiandihui. It can also be said to be Hongmen. But strictly speaking, Tiandihui can be regarded as the main branch of Hongmen. After Hongmen was introduced to Bashu, Yunnan and Lianghu, it formed Ge Laohui. Later, with the help of Guoxingye Develop and grow." Hong Yi told Ling Cang calmly: "Many seemingly unrelated statements can be unified. Some people believe that the predecessor of Ge Laohui was the 'Tulu' who robbed families and homes. In fact, this statement is also related to Other theories are unified. That is the members of the Ge Lao Hui. It is based on Tulu. However, the Ge Lao Hui in Bashu is also called Pao Ge. It is different from the Ge Lao Hui in other places. It has an important influence on all aspects of Bashu society. In its heyday During this period, most of the young and middle-aged men in Bashu were Pao Ge. These Pao Ge had a unique cultural heritage and were characterized by vulgarity. However, the word "Pao Ge" itself was very elegant. It originated from "Yu Zi Tong" in the Book of Songs. robe'."
"Dad, it turns out..." Hong Xue scratched her head and said a little surprised: "Everything in the movie is true."
"Movies and TV are all jokes. What I told you, dad, are all real history." Hong Yi patted Hong Xue on the shoulder. Hong Yi said helplessly: "These things should have been told to you a long time ago. It's a pity that I haven't They are all in the bitter kiln. Others don’t know much."
Hong Xue was attracted by this topic: "Why does it sound so complicated? Hongmen is constantly being divided up and down, and a brother is separated."
"That's right. The relationship here is quite complicated. Even within Brother Pao, there is still a distinction between clear water and muddy water." Hong Yi did not regard Ling Cang as an outsider. He said casually: "Our Hong Ming Gang belongs to clear water. Brother Pao."
"how to say."
"Brother Qingshui Pao has a legal and legitimate business. He gambles but does not do drugs. He occasionally engages in some low-income businesses such as prostitution. Brother Muddy Water-pao mainly engages in low-income businesses. As long as he makes money, he will do anything. The more important difference is Yes. Brother Muddy Waters' activities are full of violence. In history, he often robbed homes and occupied mountains and became king."
These words revealed very important information. Ling Cang immediately asked: "So, the Hongming Gang inherits the Zipao Brother Society. So I don't know if there is any connection with Hongmen in history."
Hong Yi did not answer the question. Instead, he picked up a chopstick and put it into Ling Cang's bowl: "Try this. Pickled pepper chicken feet."
Hong Xue was very smart. She saw that her father didn't want to talk, so she immediately told Ling Cang, "I made this dish myself."
"So..." Ling Cang was stunned: "You didn't cook the other dishes yourself."
In fact, most of the dishes were bought. Hong Xue suddenly realized that she had accidentally let slip. She immediately stuffed the pickled pepper chicken feet into Ling Cang's mouth: "Try it first before talking."