Looking at this letter, Chen Baoxiang was suddenly filled with anger.
The incident of You Canghai being arrested has nothing to do with Rice Shop.
What's more, now you can travel to Canghai at Luoyuan Mansion.
Anyone who has a way to lure people in, just go ahead and do it.
Chen Baoxiang was so angry that he took the letter and snacks and went directly to Luoyuan Mansion to let the sentry report.
After seeing Bi Jing, he handed over the letter with both hands.
Bi Jing laughed: "People like the Eighth Front Army don't dare to fight against the Japanese. They only know how to bully the common people. Boss Chen, don't worry about it. My people are patrolling everywhere. As long as they make things difficult for you, I will take action."
Chen Baoxiang was furious: "Mr. Bi, I have nothing to do with them, and yet they pin this matter on me. It's so bullying. If they have the ability, why would they come here to save people? Why can't they do anything for me?"
Bi Jing smiled: "He is not here, he is already in Master Feng's Mingxin Pond——"
He blurted out and leaked the secret, but fortunately, Chen Baoxiang didn't care at all what Bi Jing said when he was so angry.
When Chen Baoxiang walked out of Luoyuan Mansion, the Japanese sentry smiled when he saw him.
Now, he has truly become one with the Japanese. As for what the Eighth Front Army thinks, let him go.
Chen Baoxiang observed as he walked, and sure enough there were people following him, probably all Japanese spies.
He was relieved and beaming, and returned to the rice shop.
In the evening, he told his family that he would host a banquet at Lixia Pavilion tomorrow to entertain Bi Jing and the Japanese. If something happened, they should flee to Luoyuan Mansion and the Japanese would protect them.
Chuanwu was stunned: "Dad, why do we want the Japanese to protect us? We haven't done anything wrong, and we are not afraid of ghosts calling us."
Chen Baoxiang frowned: "Don't worry about so much, just listen to me. As long as there is something going on outside, just go to the Japanese and say they are Bi Jing's friends."
He has done whatever it takes to protect his family.
Before going to bed, Liu Yue'e was extremely worried: "Master, what happened to the letter?"
"We have handed it over to Mr. Bi and asked him to handle it. He said that the Japanese will protect us and prevent the Eighth Front Army from going on a killing spree. I will be at Lixia Pavilion tomorrow, so you can take good care of the children."
Liu Yue'e was silent for a while, silently wiping tears.
Chen Baoxiang had no choice but to console him: "It's okay, it's okay. Good people have their own destiny. Our Chen family does things with a clear conscience. The Eighth Front Army's accusation is really nonsense. Don't worry, everything will be fine."
In the middle of the night, Chen Baoxiang suddenly woke up.
Someone was standing at the door, using a knife to fiddle with the door latch.
He quietly stood up and picked up the door handle.
The man's technique was very gentle, and he opened the door bolt with three strokes, five divided by two.
As soon as the door opened, the man stepped inside.
Chen Baoxiang swung the door bar with all his strength and hit the opponent on the head, causing him to fall down with a thud.
He hid in the shadows, and after making sure there was no other person outside, he asked Liu Yuee to turn on the light.
Lying on the ground was a stranger, about thirty years old, holding a knife in his left hand and a pistol in his right hand.
Chen Baoxiang relied on his intuition and believed that the other party was from the Eighth Front Army.
They thought Chen Baoxiang was a bitch and came directly to rape him.
Chen Baoxiang sighed. It seemed that the gap between him and the Eighth Front Army had been established and could no longer be resolved.
He tied up the man and threw him in the woodshed.
"Master, what should we do? Our old Chen family is in trouble, right?"
Chen Baoxiang took the man's knife and weighed it in his hand. He really wanted to stab the man with one knife and kill him completely.
However, in the end, he still held back and didn't want to cause too much trouble.
As soon as it dawned, he ran to Huang's house in Gaodusi Lane. Together with the two young masters and eight young men, they carried various household items and rushed to the pavilion.
"Boss Chen, I would like to thank Mr. Bi for taking action about the housekeeper incident yesterday. We didn't know it, but the thief was lurking around us."
Chen Baoxiang's head was so dizzy that he had no intention of taking care of the Huang family's affairs. His own affairs were not over yet.
They arrived at the pier and took a boat to Lixia Pavilion. They first set up the tables and chairs, then made pots and cooked rice to prepare for the noon feast.
Chen Baoxiang sat by the lake and looked at the cruise ships in the distance.
Ruan Shiba was probably buried under the water. After being shot, he lacked physical strength and sank directly to the bottom.
"Bi Jing is really amazing!"
He suddenly felt that there was merit in Bi Jing's work.
In troubled times, important rules are used - only by acting vigorously and resolutely can the Eighth Front Army be restrained.
Bi Jing had no choice but to do this.
Chen Baoxiang kept trying to excuse Bi Jing, and in the end, Bi Jing became a hero in his heart for maintaining city security.
Of course, he overturned everything in the end.
Bi Jing is a bitch of the Japanese. Whatever he does, he does it all for the sake of the Japanese.
When Li Xiaoxue arrived, it was already noon.
She is the master, so of course she should arrive early.
The fat girl Xiao Rong followed beside her, holding a stick of sour dip in her hand, and her hands were drooled after eating them.
"Boss Chen, thank you very much."
Li Xiaoxue is always polite, elegant and virtuous, dignified and reserved, without showing any emotion.
Chen Baoxiang concentrated his energy and temporarily put aside what happened last night.
Bi Jing came with Mr. Feng, and the two chatted and laughed happily.
Bi Gong, Chen Baoxiang has realized how powerful Bi Jing is. No matter how happy he is with his smile, as long as he draws his gun, someone will die.
When Mr. Feng saw Chen Baoxiang, he pulled him aside: "I heard that the gold has arrived in Taihang. It can be seen that the incident in Laoyuan was done by the Eighth Front Army. Just now Mr. Bi said that the traitor must be caught. I hope I
Cooperate. Alas, where is the traitor? We are all kind-hearted people!"
Chen Baoxiang could see the anxiety on Master Feng's face.
"I know that as long as Mr. Bi takes action, lives will be lost. If there is a traitor, please hand it over quickly."
"What the hell, the old courtyard has been idle and no one has gone there. It was Uncle Bi who ordered you to pull you over. He died in the west wing of the old courtyard. What does it have to do with me?"
Master Feng had completely passed all the responsibilities, but if Bi Jing didn't believe it, Master Feng still had to bear the blame.
"Boss Chen, we are friends and we will make a fortune together in the future. Ask Master Bi, is it okay if I donate part of the money and this matter is settled?"
Mr. Feng had no choice but to prepare to lose money and avoid disaster.
Chen Baoxiang went to ask Bi Jing, and Bi Jing smiled meaningfully: "If everyone uses this method, I will gain money but lose the city. Boss Chen, if it were you, would you do it?"
Master Feng heard it in the distance and ran over anxiously: "Master Bi, I have done nothing wrong and I am not afraid of ghosts calling the door. You will definitely find out in the future that those things have nothing to do with me. Besides, I run a bathhouse
He is not a revolutionary and has nothing to do with the Eighth Front Army. I am so unjustly accused of this matter, and Boss Chen can testify!"
Bi Jing smiled and shook his head: "Don't trust anyone. The traitors of the Eighth Front Army will not be engraved on their faces, but will be well hidden. Mr. Feng, I believe you, but the Japanese military does not believe it. What can I do?"
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Master Feng blushed: "Master Bi, it's enough for them to believe in you, right? Just say a nice word and I will be freed."