Fengyueju is one of the most famous restaurants in Bada Hutong. Although the law of the Qing Dynasty clearly stipulates that officials are not allowed to visit brothels, there are definitely a few people who commit crimes against the law. Therefore, the dignitaries in the capital basically know
There is such a good place. However, on this New Year's Eve, most of the officials chose to follow the holiday tradition and go home to have a reunion dinner to accompany their yellow-faced wife and the dozen or so concubines... This
Undoubtedly, this relatively high-end "entertainment venue" like Fengyueju has been deserted a lot.
But there was another person who didn't go home for the reunion dinner, and neither did his soldiers and generals...
That night, in the Tianzihao private room of Fengyueju, Feng Liuzheng was drinking flower wine with a proud look on his face, and he was holding a disheveled beauty in his arms. In the corner of the room, another woman was lying on the ground dying,
Her face had been scratched, and there were obvious bruises and scars on her neck and arms. It was obvious that she had been severely beaten before. She looked like she was breathing out more and taking in less air.
But no one paid attention to her at all, not Feng Liu, not the men who were with him, not even the girls who accompanied him to drink wine, even looked at this sister. No one was worried about whether she would die here, even this
The madams in Fengyueju were not worried, because that was the person Feng Liuye wanted to deal with, and no one dared to ask more questions.
What kind of person is Feng Liu? He thinks that he is already a perfect person. This "complete" does not mean that he will be finished at any time, nor does it mean that he is perfect, but that he has basically completed his life goals and has no pursuits.
.
Why does he think so? It's actually very simple. He has money to spend, women to play with, and more than a hundred brothers at his disposal. More importantly, this kind of life seems to last until the day he dies of old age, because there is no official
You dare to touch him.
Although he was not a nobleman, he was a well-known figure in the capital. Even a few first-class officials knew his name, and he just barely alerted Brother Guangxu and Lafayette.
If you ask what skills Feng Liu has, there are not many others. His greatest ability is blackmail. He seems to be born to do this. If he had been born a few hundred years earlier, he might have been the commander-in-chief of the Jinyiwei.
And it is very simple for him to extort other people's capital. In all the places in these eight alleys, he, Feng Liuye, is involved behind the scenes. Feng Liu knows exactly which official, which year, month and day, and which girl he called.
Those gentlemen can write down for you the shape of the birthmark on their buttocks.
Whether this matter is big or not, it is a matter of life style, but whether it is small, it is by no means small. The "Laws of the Qing Dynasty" stipulates that any official who stays with a prostitute has a sixty-six-year-old staff; and he will inevitably be punished by being demoted or even dismissed.
.
If you lose your official position for something like this, isn't it worth the loss? Besides, the stick is sixty! Even if I give you sixty blows with my bare hands, it's enough, isn't it? Officials usually pull someone out and beat him dozens of times.
It’s a board, but if you ask them who dares to try it on their own? Those who are close to retirement age, thin and weak, and those who are too drunk and drunk will basically die immediately after reaching sixty.
To sum up, as long as the officials in the capital still have the need to flirt with women, Feng Liu's blackmail business can continue, and all officials, big and small, have to give him three points. Therefore, if we talk about the ruffian world in the capital,
If there really is a godfather, it must be Feng Liu.
"Bah, bang, bang!" Three times, someone knocked on the door outside, and knocked loudly and urgently. Feng Liu sneered, put down his wine glass, pushed the woman in his arms away, and the men at the same table with him followed suit.
.
"Whose friends are you outside the door?" Feng Liu knew that the two brothers he arranged at the door must have been knocked down.
"Rowan Atkinson." Wang Xu reported his official name.
"Hmph...well done!" Feng Liu said in a low voice: "You guys, please use your tricks more brightly. You all say that this white-haired fake foreign devil is very skilled and has a tough idea. Don't embarrass me."
.”
A leader who looked like a leader immediately lowered his voice and replied: "Sixth Master, please don't worry, the kids have been prepared for a long time." He turned back to the other people in the room and said: "Brothers, bright guy!"
From daggers and bricks to broadswords and maces, these gangsters are really quite professional. Except for beer bottles and folding chairs, they are like Confucius entering the examination room - they have everything.
"Master Ai, since you are here, please come in and talk." Feng Liu said loudly to the door.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open. As soon as the person outside the door took a step, he was knocked to the ground by the big man ambushing beside the door with a sap, followed by a burst of punches, kicks and blunt weapons.
They struck hard, and then stopped when the people on the ground were completely motionless.
Wang Xu sighed loudly outside the door: "Hey... why bother? You are not one of our own..."
The corners of Feng Liu's mouth twitched twice instinctively. Only then did the people in the room see someone outside the door, sitting on the armrest of the corridor on the second floor eating melon seeds. The man they just beat was actually the brother who was guarding the door.
.
"Damn it! You bunch of losers! What do you do for a living! I told you to show off your tricks! You'll beat me until no one knows!" Feng Liu banged the table and started yelling.
Wang Xu smiled, took two steps forward, stepped over the half-dead guy at the door and entered the house: "Feng Liu, I'm here to talk to you today, not to fight."
"You kid! How dare you talk to Mr. Liu like that! I..."
"Wait a minute!" Feng Liuhe stopped his men and said to Wang Xu with a sullen face: "I made Master Ai laugh. In that case, please sit down."
Naturally, Wang Xu would not be polite to him. As soon as he sat down, he picked up his chopsticks and ate hazelnuts. He didn't look like he was here to negotiate, but more like a professional job seeker.
"Master Ai, I'm here today. Do you have any advice?"
Wang Xu spit out a piece of chicken bone, and his busy mouth only had time to squeeze out two words: "Lu Quan." Then he continued to eat vegetables.
"Hmph..." Feng Liu snorted coldly: "What's wrong? Does Mr. Ai want to stand up for that loser? I think he has been given an advantage. Have you seen that stinky bitch over there?" He pointed.
The woman in the corner of the room said: "Even if I am tired of playing with him, no one can touch him. Even the six department officials dare not touch him! What kind of thing is he Lu Quan? I spared his life because I am looking at you.
It’s my face.”
Wang Xu took a sip of tea: "The reason you spared his life is not to give me face, but to make him come to me to show off, because you recently heard that a 'godfather' like me has appeared in the capital.
You want to know my background, or in other words, you want to give me some clues and let me know that you are the boss in this capital. So you are here tonight with a group of brothers, waiting for me to fall into the trap."
"Ha! Okay!" Feng Liu slapped the table again: "Master Liu, I like to talk to smart people. Since you have made it clear, I will give you two ways. First, when you see me in the future, call me
Master Sheng, let your subordinates in the church understand who is this..." At this point, he raised his thumb and stared at Wang Xu sideways.
Wang Xu yawned and continued eating.
Feng Liu continued: "As for this second way..."
"Dead end." Wang Xu spoke for him.
Feng Liu laughed again: "Yes! You are such a sensible person, I like it, hahahaha!"
Wang Xu sighed: "Feng Liu, you have never thought about it. Since I understand everything, why do I come here to attend the meeting alone?"
Feng Liu's expression changed slightly. He didn't say anything, but just used his eyes to signal the thugs in the room. The thugs in the room once again clenched the weapons in their hands.
Wang Xu said again: "How about this? I will give you two options now. First, call me 'godfather'. We will be friends from now on. When you ask me for help, I will help you."
Before he finished speaking, the thugs all rose up, waving their weapons, completely surrounding Wang Xu, and several knives were placed on his neck.
"Wait." Feng Liu raised his hand to signal them to stop: "I want to hear the second way he gave me."
Wang Xu said calmly: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. The second option is for you, Feng Liu, to disappear from this capital."
Feng Liu's face darkened, and he said sinisterly: "Then, which path do you think I will choose?"
Wang Xu smiled and said: "I think it's the first one, I'll give you a reason you can't refuse..."
