Early the next morning, Zhao Changhe stretched himself out from the inn courtyard, still transformed into a yellow-faced man, and went to Ji's house with a broad knife on his back.
The housekeeper of the Ji family was already standing anxiously at the entrance of the alley, waiting eagerly. When he saw him appear, he took a long breath and came forward to greet him: "Mr. Situ, you are finally here."
Zhao Changhe lazily said: "What?"
"I heard that someone claiming to be our young master came back last night and went to the Kang Le Gambling House to gamble with our property!"
"So is your young master really back?"
"No, there's no one who doesn't go home first and goes to the casino first. He must be an impostor!"
"Then why are you panicking? Does the impostor have the land deed? What kind of mortgage is he using as a bet?"
"Uh... I'm afraid that Kang Le Casino will make a fuss about this..."
"In the final analysis, what matters is the fist. If the fist is big, there will be no point. Are you going to tell Yan Lianping that I, Situ Xiao, negotiated on behalf of the Ji family?"
"Said." The butler nodded and bowed: "Yan Lianping said that he would meet Mr. Situ at Qiu Yu Pavilion this morning. You see..."
"Let's go." Zhao Changhe took out the wine gourd and took a big sip, then strode forward: "I hope the wine in Jianhu City can surprise me a little."
It's autumn.
What a coincidence. When I went to Qiu Yu Pavilion, it was really drizzling in the sky, which brought a bit of refreshment to the hot weather.
Although the rain was not heavy, it also caused the streets to lose the liveliness of yesterday. Many vendors stopped coming out, and there were many fewer pedestrians. The bustling Jianhu City suddenly looked like a lonely town. The long streets were filled with light rain, and there were many negative people.
The knife moves forward.
Zhao Changhe liked this smell very much, it was very cologne, very Jianghu, even the current situation in Jianhu City was very similar to that.
Next time you change your face, you might consider adding two eyebrows to your mouth.
Qiu Yu Pavilion is looming in the mist in the distance. It is a low attic with only two and a half floors. But the location is very good. The top floor is a windowless terrace. There is no obstruction in front. You can see the microwave of Gujian Lake in the distance.
, the cool breeze carries the autumn rain, which is very comfortable.
At this moment, there were many people gathered outside the building, and it was a very dark area. Half of them were members of the Pinghu Club, but half were members of the Yuan Xingyi Gang who had been incorporated.
As for "The Master of the Ji family entrusted Situ Xiao to come and talk about the matter", although the original Xingyi Gang has been incorporated, there are still some loyal old men who are willing to come and strengthen the prestige of the Ji family.
This is also the reason why the private property on Taiping Street can still be preserved to this day.
Seeing Zhao Changhe and the housekeeper entering the building, many old members of the Xingyi Gang shouted: "Please, Mr. Situ."
Zhao Changhe gestured around and stepped upstairs.
At a glance, he saw Yan Lianping sitting in the main seat, and the Winged Fire Snake beside him, holding his chin up and admiring the scenery. A group of Pinghu Club members were guarding around the floor, looking at Zhao Changhe and the housekeeper walking up the stairs with burning eyes.
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There was sweat on the butler's forehead and his legs were shaking slightly.
He just wanted to use the name of "Situ Xiao" to fight for some "private property that Mr. Ji deserves." Now that Xingyi is helping to destroy the hozen, Mr. Ji's life or death is uncertain, and this private property can easily be manipulated into his.
Before I came, I felt that there was no pressure with Situ Xiao, but after I actually came, I realized that the pressure of going to a meeting alone is much greater than I imagined... It can really make your legs tremble.
If your life is gone, what use is your private property?
"Mr. Situ?" Yan Lianping is a capable man in his thirties. When he saw Zhao Changhe entering, he said with a stern expression: "I'm sorry that Yan doesn't like to be secretive, so just tell him. Yan has seen
Situ Xiao, you are not him."
Zhao Changhe said calmly: "What if it's Situ Xiao? The property is owned by Ji Bochang. Are others not qualified to uphold justice?"
Yan Lianping said: "Of course there is a difference."
"oh?"
"Situ Xiao is the direct descendant of the Shenhuang Sect. We don't dare to kill him easily. But if you change it to anyone else... the Jianghu Gang is not a place to compete with your Yamen."
"Hey!" The sound of drawing a knife resounded through the attic, and the bright array of knives pointed to the center.
The housekeeper's legs went weak and he collapsed directly on the ground.
However, Zhao Changhe did not even move, and said calmly: "Is this why you just let the Winged Fire Snake appear here without hiding your origins from the Four Elephants Sect? Because I will be a dead person soon, and dead people will not leak secrets."
"One is because dead people don't leak secrets, and the other is..." Yan Lianping smiled: "Because the people who should know my background already know it, so there is no point in hiding it. Besides, Yan is about to unify Jianhu City, so there is nothing good about it.
Covered.”
Zhao Changhe also laughed: "In this case, it doesn't matter if others see it, right?"
Following the words, a smiling voice came from the misty rain outside: "Oh, it is really the Four Symbols Sect. Is the Winged Fire Snake a girl? Let me be healthy?"
Several figures floated up the stairs from outside, it was Sha Qi.
Yan Lianping narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on the two old men around Sha Qi. After a while, he said, "What does Master Sha Qi mean?"
Sha Qiuqiu sat down opposite him and said: "Bo Chang pledged his property to me, Kang Le Gambling House. I'm here to talk to you about this matter."
Yan Lianping looked at Zhao Changhe and said indifferently: "Is this Ji Bochang? Ji Bochang that the housekeeper of the Ji family and the old gang don't know?"
"It doesn't matter whether he is Ji Bochang or not. What's important is the Jianghu gang, not a place to play with Yamen." Sha Qi responded with his words with a smile: "You don't dare to offend Li Shentong, how dare you offend my fifth master Ying?
If I say he is Ji Bochang, then he is Ji Bochang."
Yan Lianping was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Okay. Then there is no need to talk about this matter. Those Ji family properties on Taiping Street belong to Brother Ji."
"It's great." Zhao Changhe sat down leisurely and poured himself a glass of wine: "But what I want to talk about is not just those private properties on Taiping Street... Now that I, Ji Bochang, have come back, should the Xingyi Gang give me some help?"
Do I inherit?"
Yan Lianping burst into laughter: "If Mr. Ji wants the gang's property, of course Yan has no objection. However, good birds choose trees to roost, and it is not up to Mr. Ji to decide who the brothers under the gang want to follow."
Zhao Changhe said: "Then let me ask?"
Yan Lianping said: "Please."
Zhao Changhe looked down at the Xingyi Gang: "Everyone, the old gang leader was murdered, and no matter what we do, we still need to have this sense of loyalty, right?"
People looked at each other. Of course, there must be loyalty. Yan Lianping was able to successfully recruit most of the gang members for the reason of "revenge for Ji Yinan and capture Han Wubing". Although in fact they are just good birds choosing trees, this
It's just an obvious reason, but it must be there.
Someone said: "This...Mr. Situ, the leader of the gang was killed by Han Wubing, and only President Yan can lead everyone in revenge."
Zhao Changhe said: "However, the old gang leader was not killed by Han Wubing at all."
Everyone was silent for a moment.
This thing is just an excuse. In most people's minds, it doesn't really matter whether Han Wubing killed him or not. Of course, some people care more about it, but what's the use of your empty words?
Yan Lianping laughed: "This... Mr. Ji or Mr. Situ. If Gang Leader Ji's sword wound wasn't Han Wubing's, who else could it be? You don't want to say it's me, right? As we all know, Yan used it
It’s the Yanhui double-edged sword, it has nothing to do with the sword.”
Zhao Changhe said slowly: "I use a sword, but I can also use another sword. This is especially easy when the gap between my opponents is large."
Yan Lianping smiled and said: "Ji Yinan is not much weaker than me."
Zhao Changhe glanced at him strangely: "I didn't say it was you, why did President Yan keep talking to me about his position?"
Yan Lianping's expression remained unchanged, he shook his head and said, "Don't you mean to accuse me falsely? But unfortunately, your empty talk is meaningless."
Zhao Changhe said: "Wrong, I'm not talking about you from beginning to end. Because the person who kills Ji Nan is a barbarian."
Before he finished speaking, someone hurriedly came to report: "Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, Han Wubing entered the Ji family with a sword, kidnapped Mrs. Ji, and claimed that the mad lion He Lei was out to die!"