Because this is a private residence, there are no tourists coming here to harass you. In addition, the location of this place is not very good, so generally people who are out for an outing will not find it here.
But no one knows that the bosses of the four major forces in the imperial capital will gather here every time. They all pay homage to Master Guan and share their experiences over the past year.
In fact, as the country's crackdown on organized crime becomes more and more serious, the real world no longer exists, and the "big brothers" of the past have to find a way out. They have transformed into group bosses.
Things like playing with drugs, playing with guns, and forcing girls into prostitution like they did in the past, they can do without. Although it cannot be said that those things are extinct, at least no one dares to be as blatant as they were in the 1970s and 1980s.
Already.
It was here that the four great godfathers of the imperial capital revealed their true identities. It was already normal for them to gather together every year. And here, on this day, no matter what personal grudges these big guys had, they could not be together.
It will be settled on the same day. Even if everyone doesn't like each other, they should happily drink and eat meat together. No matter what, they can't blush.
They slaughtered pigs and sheep for sacrifice, and pledged their blood to make an alliance to pay homage to Second Brother Guan. Even if the big bosses were scheming on a daily basis, on that day, they had to be kind and kind, because so many different people were not allowed to appear in front of Second Master Guan.
harmonious,
As for Jianghu people, what matters most is loyalty. Although this word of loyalty has changed its meaning in modern times, superficial work still needs to be done.
After paying homage to Mr. Guan, everyone took their seats. Today was a gathering of several big figures from the underground world of the imperial capital, so there were not many people at the wine table. There were only five people sitting on the ancient-style Eight Immortals table.
In addition to Liang Ankang, among the four forces in the imperial capital, there is also a black-faced Guo Yongyi, a lean man Zhang Bo, and a fat man Li Changsheng.
The food on the table was very simple, because the rules for this day were set by a big boss in the imperial capital. The big boss felt that people in the world should look like people in the world.
When everyone is together, eating meat and drinking wine, they are called Jianghu people. And those who came out to hang out in the early years are not so poor and sophisticated. Meat, fat and wine are good.
"Haha, Lao Liang, it's been so long since we last seen each other. I feel like your image is no longer the same as before?" Li Changsheng poured a glass of wine and brought it to Liang Ankang and said, "Brothers, I haven't seen you for nearly a year. Come here."
I only closed my eyes to rest my mind and didn’t drink any wine. What does this mean?”
"Brother Changsheng doesn't know, our Mr. Liang is now a believer in Buddhism." Zhang Bo laughed loudly and said: "The nature of that person who seeks immortality and Taoism is naturally different from ours." ql11
"Haha, Lao Liang, is this true? If it is true, then go and ask your immortals and seek your guidance. There is no use keeping your family property, or give it to us.
Come on, brothers, we will ensure that you run things in an orderly manner." Guo Yongyi also laughed.
Liang Ankang put down the Buddha ball in his hand. Hearing these people teasing him, he was not angry at all. He opened his eyes, laughed and said: "Brothers, please stop making fun of me. I am old and you are young.
I don’t dare to compare with you, I still want to live a few more years and have a good death.”
"Then you have to retire." Li Changsheng sneered: "Since you know that you are old, there is no point in holding on to this position, right?"
"Seriously, among those in our profession, how many of us can die a happy death when we are old? Haha, let's just drink and get drunk today," a group of people burst into laughter.
Although the several people present were all harmonious when they paid homage to the Second Master Guan just now, in fact they all disliked each other. So if they didn't find an opportunity, they started to pick on each other.
Listening to these people pushing against him, Liang Ankang just laughed and didn't care. In his words, I am also an expert. If I were to be as knowledgeable as you idiots, I would lose my identity.
Seeing that Liang Ankang refused to take any advice, these people felt that it was boring, so they toasted to each other and talked about what business could be done this year and what they had gained.
At this time, a man wearing a straight suit and a scar on his face came over. He stood in the middle of the main hall and said lightly: "Mr. Hong is here."
This man was Jiang Qi. As he shouted, an old man in his eighties was carried up by several people carrying a chair.
The old man was quite old. He was sitting on a chair with a straight body, wearing a long skirt and holding a cigarette in his hand.
Seeing the old man coming in, the scene became quiet for a while. The four people sitting at the table stood up and bowed at the same time: "Mr. Hong is well."
"Okay, haha, everyone is okay." Mr. Hong couldn't help but nodded. He stood up and sat down at the main table, and then everyone sat down as well.
Mr. Hong is a veteran in this circle. Although he has long since washed up his hands and his children and others are no longer in this circle, his seniority is still very high.
He has set all the rules in the Imperial Capital, so even though he has been ignoring worldly affairs for a long time, he still has to step in to resolve any grievances or unresolved issues that everyone has.
"Mr. Hong, you are getting better and better. Haha, when I saw you last year, I didn't feel that you had so much black hair on your head." Liang Ankang laughed.
"Oh, Xiao Liang, your words are still so pleasant. Although I find it helpful, you will still get old when you get older." Mr. Hong put down the dry cigarette in his hand, and he chuckled: "Like this party,
I don’t know how many more times I can participate.”
"Mr. Hong, look where you are going." Guo Yongyi also laughed: "Our circle is counting on you to resist the banner. You must be getting younger as you live."
"You kid, haha, you still speak so mellowly. Come on, everyone, sit down and don't be restrained. This is the only time we get together this year. No matter what grudges or issues there are between you, please put them aside for the time being. We say goodbye today.
Mr. Guan is all happy."
Mr. Hong was in a very happy mood. He invited everyone to sit down, but the people present were all living figures who looked like human spirits. As soon as he sat down, Guo Yongyi glanced at Jiang Qi, and he smiled and said: "Hong
Old, who is this young man?"
"Oh, look at me, I'm so confused. I forgot to introduce you to you. This is Jiang Qi, the adopted son of Uncle Jiu from Jiangnan. Uncle Jiu wants him to come to the imperial capital to make a living. Isn't that right?