Chapter 7 Don't dare to forget the names of ancestors
"I can handle this!"
Wu Yixiao was not ashamed to speak loudly and patted his chest gently.
"Okay, let's talk about it, how to get people?"
Yu Shutong kept his composure, his black and white eyes with infinite aura fixed on Wu Yixiao's face.
Chen Baoxiang recalled that when he passed Jinju Lane and Xigengdao Street last night, the person he saw was definitely not Yu Shutong.
The man was walking in a hurry, so he was probably the murderer who cut his throat.
"Anyone who can kill Japanese devils is an admirable hero!"
This is Chen Baoxiang's moral code. He has seen too many bloody real-life examples and has long seen through the wolfish ambitions of the Japanese devils.
"I found someone to go in, bribe the prison boss, change clothes with Ben Leihu, the fourth master, put ashes on my face, and then a few days later I used money to redeem him. In name, he was the person who redeemed me, but in fact, he replaced the fourth master.
How about it?"
Chen Baoxiang stood guard at the door and heard Wu Yixiao's plan.
It is not impossible to do this. It has been used more than once in the water prisons of Chief Zhang and Chief Han.
His only worry is that the Japanese are not blind and greedy for money and are not easy to fool.
"Anyone who goes in to replace someone will die."
"What does that matter? As long as you have enough money, how many people will be lining up to work in Jinan City? Does the Fourteenth Master know?"
Chen Baoxiang's heart sank suddenly. This was of course true, but Wu Yixiao said it so openly, as if he had been slapped in the face.
If the young and old men in Jinan were not forced to do anything, who would be willing to give their lives in exchange for money?
This kind of death brings shame to our ancestors.
He clenched his fists, hoping that the conversation between Yu Shutong and Wu Yixiao would end soon.
This is in his rice shop, so don't be careless.
Otherwise, the fate of the three of them would be exactly the same as the two dead bodies outside.
"Okay, I believe you. You find someone, I'll pay, and once the plan is finalized, we'll get started immediately."
Yu Shutong spoke quickly and agreed immediately.
Wu Yixiao finished his last bite of rice, stood up and left with a smile.
Things were quickly settled on the street. Someone took away the body and dug two baskets of loess to cover the bloodstains on the road.
"Boss Chen, I slept in the woodshed last night. I came here at midnight and left at dawn. I didn't want to disturb you."
Yu Shutong's words broke Chen Baoxiang's meditation.
"well."
He only answered with two words and did not want to say more, lest he would make too many mistakes.
"Some things, if you see them, just pretend you didn't see them. Don't show off when others mention them, or you'll be frothing at the mouth. In this New Year, diseases come in from the mouth, and disasters come out from the mouth. What do you think, Boss Chen?"
Chen Baoxiang seemed to understand what the other party was saying, and nodded hesitantly, but still did not speak.
"In a few days, my sister will come from the south. She will definitely cause trouble to Boss Chen. But please don't worry, my sister has a noble status and will not live here. Even if she comes, she will just stay temporarily and have a cup of tea. The tea money is ten
Give twice as much.”
Yu Shutong spoke lightly, without looking at Chen Baoxiang's face, as if he was talking to himself.
Chen Baoxiang thought of the members of the Sharpshooter Club, the fifteen heads, all of them heroes who fought hard in the hail of bullets, courageous, knowledgeable, courageous and resourceful.
He understood that the "sister" mentioned by Yu Shutong must be the only woman among the fifteen heads of the family - Luo Hongying, the "soul-chasing gun" of the ninth head.
"Okay, okay."
He agreed while clearing the dishes on the table.
"Boss Chen, yesterday I went to Daming Lake, and I happened to meet your daughter on the way. Do you think it was a coincidence?"
Chen Baoxiang's hands shook and the two plates almost fell to the ground.
People in the world of charlatans do things that bring harm to their families.
This has been the rule of the world for hundreds of years. If Yu Shu’s fairy tale meant to threaten Chen Xiuer, he would be doubly damned.
Chen Baoxiang secretly gritted his teeth and stacked the plates together.
He was afraid of the bookboy's quick gun, but in certain circumstances, a knife was more useful than a gun, such as in the narrow woodshed at the back.
Xiu'er is his eyeball. If someone wants to pick his eyeball, it's just because he is tired of living.
"Boss Chen, don't be nervous, I don't mean anything else. There were two gangsters disturbing your daughter. I originally wanted to help, but I thought there was no need to dirty my hands, so I took a big ocean, hired a few people, and beat the gangsters badly.
There are teeth all over the ground. There is a lot of chaos outside now. Are you two so cruel that you let a girl walk alone on the street?"
Liu Yue'e opened the door curtain and came out, bowing to the book boy.
"Thank you sir. Xiu'er came back last night with tears on her face. I asked and she said she didn't finish memorizing the book and was scolded by her husband. It turns out that's what happened. Sir, you took the trouble. Thank you, thank you very much."
Chen Baoxiang turned around and looked at Yu Shutong.
The other party is a member of the Gunslingers Club and won't tell nonsense and make up stories.
"Thank you very much. Just now I judged a gentleman with a villain's heart, and I feel ashamed!"
Chen Baoxiang is an upright person. Although he is disgusted with the book boy who draws a gun and threatens him if he doesn't understand, but if this is true, the other party is protecting Xiu'er and being kind to his family.
"It's just a trivial matter. Fortunately, he's just a gangster. If he were Japanese, he would have died!"
Liu Yue'e poured a bowl of water and placed it respectfully in front of the book boy.
She is from the countryside and doesn't know how to speak sweet words. She uses water instead of wine and holds a bowl to worship her, which is the highest etiquette in Jinan.
"Boss Chen, there is something I should have told you last time. The magic gun knows how to do things. The dragon has its own set of rules. I don't care who you are. Before the magic gun meeting, you can only be a passerby.
Do you understand?"
Regarding the thousand taels of gold, Chen Baoxiang was once tempted.
However, when the mysterious woman in Yuqian cheongsam shop, Gu Lanchun in Tsing Yi, the sharp gun club and the book boy took turns appearing, he was already wary.
No matter how lively Wu Yixiao talks, he remains calm.
"Thank you, Mr. Yu, for your advice. I understand."
Yu Shutong picked up the bowl, took a big sip, and nodded to Liu Yue'e: "The man is speaking, please step aside."
Liu Yue'e went back to the backyard, and Yu Shutong continued: "In my eyes, Jinan is just a temporary place of residence, and the Japanese Japs stationed here are just a mob. They didn't offend me, and I didn't have time to fight them. What a pity.
Unfortunately, I heard that from the Song Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty and then to the Republic of China, the descendants of Liangshan heroes have been secretly active in saving the country and the people, and upholding justice. Now, why are there none left?"
Chen Baoxiang felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the other party disparaging the heroes of Jinan, but he did not refute.
The one hundred and eight generals who live in Liangshan are unparalleled heroes, the best in the world.
The green forest figures of the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties were all in awe when they saw the descendants of Liangshan.
"Those heroes have passed away."
"Dead? Nonsense, it's been thousands of years, and even the coffin boards are rotten. I'm not talking about them, but the eternal souls of loyalty and righteousness in Liangshan... When a hero dies, at least there is a soul left, right? It can't all be just
All that’s left is the cartilage, right?”
Chen Baoxiang put down the dishes in his hands, looked at Yu Shutong, and answered word for word: "A hero will never die, and his loyal soul will last forever. Mr. Yu, you helped me and saved my daughter, and I am grateful to you. But if you speak rudely again,
Insulting me, a hero from Jinan, is unreasonable, I’m going to fall out——"
This is Chen Baoxiang's bottom line. It is okay to call the people of Jinan weak, but he cannot insult the descendants of Liangshan heroes.
As far as he knew, Chief Han defended the south bank of the Yellow River and fought several battles with the Japanese. The leaders of the vanguard who rushed in front were all descendants of Liangshan heroes.
Without them, the natural danger of the Yellow River would be lost within a day, and Commander Han's large army and the families of Jinan's dignitaries would not have time to evacuate.
Chief Han was defeated and fled Jinan. Those anti-Japanese heroes who had just escaped from death stayed in the city and hunted down more than a hundred enemy chiefs. For a while, the Japanese were frightened.
At first they didn't know what "Water Margin" meant. Later, they invited China experts from the capital to tell all the officers about the complete "Water Margin", and then they realized that these desperate Chinese heroes were actually a group of people hundreds of years ago.
The descendant of the grass bandits by the waterside.
"Really? Insulting them? The national crisis is looming, and the Japanese invaders have entered the country. Anyone who has the ability must stand up to fight against Japan and save the country. Where are those people? Tell me, where are those Jinan heroes that you Jinan people respect?"
With a swish sound, Chen Baoxiang tore open the front of the cotton-padded jacket with his right hand, and untied the coarse cloth jacket inside with his left hand.
On his chest, there is a tattoo of a leaping tiger.
On the top of the tiger's head is not the character "王", but the character "陈".
"Mr. Yu, who is not talented at all, wanders around the world and becomes a nameless cook. However, although his life is mediocre, he dare not forget the name of his ancestor - he is listed as the 72nd one of the one hundred and eight generals in Shuibo Liangshan.
The name is Zhou Xing, mixed with the name 'Tiaojianhu', but the single-character name is Da!"
Yu Shutong stood up, stared at the tiger for a few times, cupped his fists and raised his hands: "Disrespect, disrespect!"
Chen Baoxiang re-buttoned his clothes and continued to clear the table.
"Boss Chen, no matter what, don't interfere in the sale of a thousand taels of gold. If you do, you will die. Remember my words well, and let your friends remember that I have the best temper in the Gunslingers Association. If you meet the four of me
Brother, I'm going to be a thunder tiger. Just by what your friend with the deer head and rat eyes said just now, I will die under the thunderous claws of the fourth brother."
Chen Baoxiang understood that Yu Shutong's deal with Wu Yixiao was just a joke.
The Divine Spear Society controls China and China, and even the four major families back then gave them face.
Fishing someone out of the Plum Blossom Mansion in Jinan City must be a trivial matter to them, and they don't need help from others.
Besides, with Wu Yixiao's identity, how could he be qualified to negotiate a deal with the sharpshooter?
"Playing with him on purpose?"
"Yes, he wants to make money, and he is crazy. Such people will only drag you down and make you die without a burial place. Only if he dies, your family will have a way to live. I am helping you, I don't understand
?”
Chen Baoxiang gritted his teeth and swallowed everything he wanted to say.
The sharpshooter will be superior, their life is life, but the life of other heroes is not life?
"Mr. Yu, if your goal is to save people, then save them properly and don't create unnecessary complications, okay? People in Jinan are not what you think, honest, stupid, incompetent, greedy for money..."
"Hehe, hehe, you are right. In my eyes, Jinan people are like that -"