All the evidence was complete, and what Wu Yixiao did made Chen Baoxiang extremely angry.
"The boss, the boss..."
Liu Yue'e came in shouting and was startled when she saw Chen Baoxiang's appearance.
"Don't mention the snacks again."
"Okay, okay."
"When my friends come over from now on, don't talk to them. I'll handle it myself."
"OK."
Liu Yue'e didn't dare to ask any more questions and quietly left.
To kill Wu Yixiao, you must first pass Song Zixue.
When Chen Baoxiang thought about his past sworn relationship, his heart became more and more entangled, as if he were carrying ten little rabbits in his arms, with hundreds of paws scratching his heart.
He had no intention of doing business, so he hid the knife close to the meat so that it could be used at any time.
There were more and more rumors outside, and gradually they converged into this message: "The Japanese invaded the gold transport team of the Eighth Front Army and robbed the gold from Jiaodong. The Eighth Front Army entered the city, killed all the people in the Meihua Mansion, and held a public demonstration.
The Japanese were so frightened that they hid in their military headquarters and strongholds, not daring to show their faces, and asked for help from Peiping. They were in panic all day long."
Chen Baoxiang knew that this news was of course false.
He has read "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and "Thirty-six Strategies" since he was a child, and he knows the principles of arranging troops and formations, and the virtual and the real.
To be strong, show it is weak.
Weak, show it as strong.
In short, it prevents the enemy from seeing the truth and is ultimately led by the nose.
The situation in Jinan City seems to have calmed down again. When the common people heard that the Japanese had become honest, they rushed to celebrate and chatted on the streets on weekdays. They became more aggressive and their voices became much louder.
At the moment, Chen Baoxiang's mood was very much like that of Professor Lin who had sent his hair to Cangzhou City to guard the hayyard.
He knew that someone was trying to harm him, but he couldn't get the most fundamental evidence, and he couldn't find the whereabouts of his enemy.
"Perhaps we need to ask clearly? Even if we want to kill Wu Yixiao, we still have to give him a chance to explain?"
In the evening, Xiu'er came back from private school, wearing a brand new pair of silk-covered cotton gloves.
"Today, my wife was making clothes, and the tailor came to my house to take measurements. A beautiful sister came over with the tailor, and asked me if I was Chen Xiu'er. I said yes, and she praised me with a smile, and took out this pair from her bag.
Give me the gloves."
Liu Yue'e was very surprised. She took the gloves and turned them over, looking at them again and again.
Chen Baoxiang knew that the woman was Liancheng Bi.
After Gu Lanchun left, he had not seen Lian Chengbi, so he didn't know what the gift of gloves meant.
"I don't dare to ask for other people's things in vain. I won't allow it next time. But these gloves are so beautiful. Put them away first and don't get them dirty. Wear them again on New Year's Day."
Liu Yue'e happily put the gloves into the box beside the bed.
Chuanwen and Chuanwu came back from the cargo bay and brought some new news.
"The boss said, work hard recently, work more overtime, and don't talk nonsense. The workers said that the Japanese were beaten by the Eighth Front Army, and many people died in the Plum Blossom Mansion. They have become much more honest and don't dare to be arrogant anymore. I also heard that some
Two trains came from Peiping and Qingdao, carrying more than 600 Japanese soldiers and machine guns, just to deal with the Eighth Front Army in the city..."
Chuanwu geared up: "Great, we should have dealt with them a long time ago. We should deal with all the little devils and let them know that Jinan people are not easy to bully!"
"Chuanwu, don't talk nonsense."
"Dad, it's already here. The Japs are almost finished. The gentleman at the Tianqiao Bookstore said that the Eighth Front Army are all sharpshooters. They can travel thousands of miles by day and eight hundred by night. They can shoot out incense sticks from 200 meters. One person can kill the Japs.
One hundred..."
The messenger also became interested: "Yes, Dad, some people say that Tan Yiyue, the number one killer of the Eighth Front Army, has come to Jinan. There are four killers in the Eighth Front Army. Taking the head of a general from a ten thousand-horse army is like picking up something from a bag. They are Canghai,
Iron Mountain, Qingtian, Yiyue..."
"Brother, brother, no, no, you are wrong. The storyteller said that the ranking of the four killers is Qingtian, Yiyue, Canghai, and Tieshan. This cannot be mistaken, it will make a joke. There is a passage from Mr.
, it was said that 'Eight Vajras met in Cangzhou, and four killers destroyed the enemy camp'. The Japanese devils set up a Shenzhou tournament in Cangzhou and attracted eight masters from the Japanese ninja family..."
A storyteller can tell dead stories alive with just one mouthful.
However, that's just a story, just listen to it, don't take it seriously.
The information Chen Baoxiang heard from regular customers was more accurate.
The two brothers talked about the story of the book, and Xiuer was also fascinated by it.
"The Japanese have eight swords. I heard that one of them is the head of the Yagyu family. He has two Japanese swords on his waist. One is long and the other is short. The long one is for long-distance combat and the short one is for close combat. Cangzhou has been the master of Chinese martial arts since ancient times.
In this gathering place, many masters came to the ring to challenge one after another. We couldn’t let the Japanese look down on us Chinese. As a result, more than a dozen of them were beaten down, and two of them died on the spot..."
"ah?"
Xiu'er was so frightened that she covered her mouth, threw herself into Liu Yuee's arms, and stopped eating.
"Just when the Chinese martial arts community was extremely anxious, Tan Yiyue arrived. He alone, armed with a mountain ax from the Five Mountains, hacked all the Eight King Kongs to death in the ring, exaggerating the prestige of our country, shocking the north, and letting the Japanese devils know that they have three-legged cats.
Kung Fu, it’s better not to cause embarrassment, hahahaha, it’s so fun, so fun!”
Looking at the young faces of Chuanwen and Chuanwu, Chen Baoxiang thought of his past self.
"I'm old, I'm really old. I don't believe what others say. I have my own old ideas..."
He finished the bowl of polenta and went to the store alone.
This has been his habit since the Japanese came to the city, and he hasn't changed it yet.
Be prepared for danger in times of peace and be prepared for a rainy day.
At first, he didn't realize that he had been worried that he wouldn't be able to sleep soundly every night like before.
The Japanese's bayonets and wolfhounds were right outside the door. He wished he could stay on guard every night. If there was any danger, he would stand up immediately and defend his family with his body of steel.
He doesn't have the same kung fu as Tan Yiyue, one of the four killers, but he still has passion and pride.
"Ta-ta-ta, tap-ta-ta, tap-ta-"
Someone clicked the side window, twice long, twice short, and twice long again.
Chen Baoxiang knew it was Song Zixue and immediately opened the window gently.
Song Zixue floated in with a scarf wrapped around her neck, covering half of her face.
Her figure was already very thin, but this time when we met, her face and figure seemed even slimmer.
"Third brother, something happened. Fourth brother and I are going out of the city to say goodbye to you."
Under the shadow of the lamp, Song Zixue's expression was extremely grim.
As soon as she sat down, she took her pistol out of her sleeve and checked the magazine.
"What can I do?"
"Do your business well in Jinan. If we find gold, we will give you 10% and we will send someone to bring it over. If the business is good enough, we will also send you a message and invite you to join us. Don't worry about anything else. I command
Lao Si has gathered a group of troops, gathered between Yidu County and Shouguang County, and is moving towards the west bank of the Mi River. This time, let’s take a gamble——”
Chen Baoxiang is familiar with the topography of Weixian County. The Mi River separates Yidu and Weixian County from south to north.
It's winter now and the river is frozen, so it's passable.
In summer, the Mi River is so full that you have to rely on ferries to cross the river.
"Second sister, the gold belongs to the Eighth Front Army. They suffered a big loss, killed people, and lost the gold. They won't let it go. We can't afford to offend... We can't afford to offend the Japanese either. It's better to endure the calm for a while.
Or look for some small business and don’t touch other people’s hearts?”
"Haha, the Eighth Front Army? They are busy fighting the Japs on the main battlefield, how can they have any spare time to take care of this? Yidu County is the territory of the Japs, and the Eighth Front Army does not dare to act openly. I know it all. Third brother, where did the gold come from?
What the miners in Zhaoyuan dug out from the ground belongs to the Eighth Front Army? And why does it belong to the Japanese? There is wealth in the world, and capable people can find it at their fingertips. This is the Jianghu..."
Chen Baoxiang couldn't persuade Song Zixue, so he felt anxious and blurted out: "Second sister, this is what you think in your heart, others may not think so!"
"What's the meaning?"
"Such a big thing would be over if a traitor appeared. King Chao Tian outsmarted the birthday card. How was it exposed? It was Bai Sheng who was caught by the court. All the details were revealed, forcing King Chao Tian to go to jail overnight.
Liangshan?"
Song Zixue laughed: "Third brother, let's talk about business and not tell stories. To tell you the truth, the Eighth Front Army lost gold, the mute eat coptis, and cannot speak of their suffering. Their most anxious idea is to keep this gold transport channel,
I guarantee that the subsequent thirty thousand taels of gold will pass smoothly. What I want is not the birthday plan, but the three gold mountains, do you understand?"
Chen Baoxiang picked up the big iron pot and turned to make tea.
There is no one in the world who doesn’t love gold, but if you have a life to take it, but if you don’t have a life to spend it, that would be a tragedy in the world.
He always felt that the people in Shandong underestimated the Eighth Front Army, thinking that they were no different from the troops under the command of the Korean commander in the past.
If you underestimate the enemy, you will die.
Chen Baoxiang has read many history books and is familiar with the detailed changes.
With three golden mountains in hand, Song Zixue would not be able to spend them all in three lifetimes.
However, three golden mountains can crush a person to death. How could Song Zixue, with only two shoulders, be able to carry three golden mountains?
When he was making tea, he had no eyes in the back of his head, but he raised his ears and listened carefully to Song Zixue's movements.
He didn't want his sworn brothers to become enemies. He had already felt the danger just as Song Zixue checked the pistol.
"Third brother——"
Song Zixue called to him, and Chen Baoxiang did not hesitate at all, suddenly dodged and reached behind the pillar.
There are four catalpa wood pillars in the store, each two feet in diameter, supporting the roof.
He ducked behind a pillar, hiding himself enough, and then drew his sword.
This series of actions may seem anxious and ridiculous, but they can save lives.
Song Zixue had indeed raised his gun and pointed it at Chen Baoxiang. If he did not get out of the way, he would probably be killed on the spot.
"I shouldn't be soft-hearted."
Song Zixue smiled bitterly, raised the gun in his right hand, and pointed the muzzle at the pillar.
"Second sister, why did you murder me?"
"There is too much gold, and I'm afraid that you can't help but take advantage of it. When my fourth brother and I get the gold, you will come from behind and bury us in the Mihe Beach. Haha, strike first to gain advantage, strike later to suffer disaster, we