Chapter 5: The Law is Disrupted by the Text, and the Ban by the Military
Being stared at by Jiang Li's cold eyes, Jiang Shimin's heart felt cold, and a bad feeling enveloped him, as if something bad was going to happen.
However, when he thought of Mr. Jishan's power and the Jiang family's mountain of money, his heart suddenly became hot and he couldn't care less about Jiang Li's changes.
"Hmph, let me go." Jiang Shimin pushed aside the two guards next to him, lifted up his wrinkled collar, and looked proud, his sallow face full of pride.
"Jiang Li, don't you know Mr. Jishan? He is a foreigner and an American. It is our blessing that he can like our Jiang family's house, as long as we can have a good relationship with Mr. Jishan.
At that time, it will be windy and rainy in Foshan, and even the prefect of Foshan will not be able to control us. Our Jiang family will be the local bullies in Foshan.
If you know this, just follow me to see Lord Jishan, otherwise, Jiang Shihua, this will be your fate."
Jiang Shimin looked at Jiang Li complacently and said, his arrogant look was completely different from just now. After saying that, he looked at Jiang Li, as if he wanted to see his panicked look.
Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed. Jiang Li's face was still as plain as before, and there was no emotion in his eyes, as if Jiang Shimin's threat was just a fart.
"So, my father and mother's death was caused by Ji Shan?" Jiang Li spoke, although he was asking, his tone was extremely sure.
"Yes, so what? Do you still want to...Jiang Li, you...don't mess around. You can't afford to offend Mr. Jishan. If you offend him, it will affect all of us in the Jiang family."
Jiang Shimin looked at the expressionless Jiang Li, and suddenly felt an ominous feeling in his heart. He seemed to have thought of something in his heart, and his face suddenly became miserable, and he shouted loudly at Jiang Li.
"Ji Shan, Ji Shan, Ji Shan, is this your second uncle? Get out of here, you bastard."
"Kick them all out, and no one of them will be allowed to enter the gate of my Jiang family in the future." Jiang Li gave him a disgusted look and waved his hand to the guards in the yard.
Immediately, the guards who had long disliked these people rolled up their sleeves and drove more than ten people out.
Jiang Shimin, each of the dozen or so people, was thinner than the last. He was no match for the tall guards of Jiang Mansion. After a while, he was thrown out from the gate by a large group of guards. When it was over, he even sighed twice and looked at everyone with contempt.
, be ready.
The surrounding beggars and passers-by looked over curiously. This kind of thing happening in the mansion compound was their favorite. Usually, it would take less than half a day to spread the news throughout Foshan.
There is no way, why is there not so much entertainment now, people can only find entertainment from the gossips from those wealthy families.
Seeing this, more than ten people dared to stay, so they could only hide their faces and leave in a hurry.
"Dad, what should we do? Otherwise, I'll go find Mr. Jishan and give that boy to..." In a small alley, a group of people looked at the Jiang Mansion in the Gaomen Courtyard with unwilling expressions, and a pale young man came.
Beside Jiang Shimin, there was a fierce look on his face, he stroked his neck with his right hand and whispered.
"Looking at that kid's eyes, I always feel that he wants to seek revenge on the Yankees. If...if that's the case, we'd better run away quickly, otherwise, I'm afraid that the Yankees will be angry with us."
"Run? Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? If we leave, the treasure inside will really slip away from our hands. Now that old man Jiang Shihua has finally died. If you miss this opportunity, you will never have it again.
Such a good thing.”
Jiang Shimin's second son, Jiang Zhao, opened his eyes wide and looked at his father in disbelief.
"I won't leave anyway. Besides, this news just happened to be sent to Mr. Jishan. Maybe he will be happy and reward me with some fairy powder."
When Jiang Zhao thought about the pleasure of the Shenxian Powder, his face could not help but feel a blush, and he felt a lot of itching in his heart.
"Shenxian Powder?" Upon hearing Shenxian Powder, other people around him, including Jiang Shimin, had a confused look in their eyes, as if the name struck on the apex of their hearts.
At this point, Jiang Shimin also made up his mind.
"Okay, he himself is unkind, so don't blame me as an uncle for being unjust. He refused to drink the toast and was fined with wine. For the sake of my Jiang family, today, I, Jiang Shimin, will kill my family in a righteous way." Jiang Shimin looked at the Jiang Mansion outside the alley, with a look on his face.
Full of resentment.
"Let's go find Mr. Jishan."
In an instant, more than ten people in the alley walked out one after another.
After everyone left, a sloppy old beggar suddenly appeared in the empty alley, carrying a tattered cloth bag behind him, grinning widely, and his big yellow teeth were filled with vegetable scraps.
"Haha, I was still thinking about how to catch that kid, but someone here dropped the line. God help me. As long as I show my ability as an old beggar, that kid can't cry and ask for apprenticeship?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's God's will that an old beggar has met a rare talent in a thousand years. This time, the old beggar has to move around, otherwise, he will be underestimated by that kid. Moreover, Huang Qiying and Chen Huashun
The two boys are also troublesome, alas, they have to work hard."
As he spoke, the old beggar walked out of the alley shaking his head and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
the other side.
After driving Jiang Shimin and others out, Jiang Li stood there and calmed down, turned around and walked to the back hall. With a change of heart, he turned back and said in a deep voice to the guards in front of the hall.
"You are not allowed to tell anyone what happened just now, especially Feihong and Ahwen, do you understand?"
"Yes." All the guards nodded quickly. After Jiang Li's figure disappeared, they breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, the master's aura was so heavy that they felt like they were facing their old master.
Jiang Li shook his head and walked to the back hall.
Ji Shan was the murderer of his parents, but he could not tell the two of them that Huang Feihong and Ip Man were truly benevolent gentlemen. Even if he told them, they would not actually kill them. At most, they would hand them over to the government.
However, Jiang Li is too aware of the virtues of the current Qing government, especially when it comes to foreigners. The final result is nothing more than minimizing major issues and minimizing trivial matters. In this case, he might as well take revenge himself in the future, which can be regarded as inheriting the karma of this life.
Jiang Mansion is a real large house, with small courtyards lined up one after another, but there are only two halls used to receive guests. The front hall is currently used as a mourning hall, and the back hall is the place for eating.
When Jiang Li came to the back hall, one of Huang Feihong and Ip Man was sitting at the table, and the other was standing in front of the window, with worried looks on their faces, and not a single bite of the food on the table was touched.
"Why don't you eat? Wait for me." Jiang Li's footsteps woke them up and they looked over. A smile appeared on his face and he walked over.
"Yeah, how's it going outside?" Among the three, Huang Feihong is the oldest. He often regards himself as the big brother, and he is very convincing in terms of his demeanor and character. This cannot be said.
"It doesn't matter, I kicked them out." Jiang Li shook his head slightly, indicating that the two of them were fine.
"Back then, Jiang Shimin used the Jiang family's channels to secretly resell opium, and it was rumored that the entire family was involved. My father drove him out of the family in anger. Now it seems that he has not changed at all, and his body has collapsed."
"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore, let's do it. We haven't seen each other for four years, and you two haven't changed much."
"Do you want to practice martial arts and keep fit? That's the only advantage we have. Unlike you, who only focuses on studying." Seeing that Jiang Li didn't seem to be in trouble, Ye Wen felt slightly relaxed.
"Yeah, I remember when I was a kid practicing martial arts, my father beat me until I screamed. In the blink of an eye, it's been more than 20 years." Huang Feihong shook his head and chuckled.
The timeline of this world is a bit confusing. Huang Feihong's father Huang Qiying is still alive and is one of the ten famous tigers in Guangdong. He is a famous presence in the entire southern martial arts world.
Not only Huang Qiying, Ip Man's master Chen Huashun is also still alive, and his martial arts skills are not bad at all compared to Huang Qiying.
"Hey, do you still remember that not long after Ali was born, Uncle Huang felt his bones and said that he was a good young man who practiced martial arts and insisted on accepting him as a disciple.
As a result, when Ali grew up, he disagreed with him life and death. If he insisted on saying that a hero used force to break the ban, his uncle would be so angry that when he saw him, he would talk about it, saying that Ali had wasted a good body, and Ali would never be able to live again.
I don’t dare to go to Baozhilin anymore.”
Ye Wen looked at the two of them and said funny.
"How can you not remember this?" Huang Feihong took a sip of rice wine and glanced at Jiang Li resentfully.
"For this reason, every time I practice Qigong, my father is very strict with me."
"Really?" Jiang Li recalled the memory in his mind and found that it was true, and couldn't help but smile.
