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Chapter 236: The Centennial Jing Family

"However, it would be too early to give up now."

Le Yu looked across the entrance of the courtyard to Jing Shou, who had been eavesdropping outside at some point: "Uncle Shou, how many people are there in Jing Yuan now?"

Jing Shou seemed not to have heard their heartfelt words just now, and replied calmly: "There are two hundred and fifty-six servants, seventy-two guards, thirty Linhai guards, and Captain Liu, a warrior who has reached the peak and reached the ultimate realm."

"Very good." Le Yu nodded: "Whether it's a conspiracy or a coincidence, the people who are subverting Xuanzhu County now are a group of mobs. Even if they have hatred and anger, they are just an unorganized and uncommanded flow."

"The turbulence is indeed rough, but as long as our ship has a steady rudder, we will be safe."

"Are we going to use force to suppress it?"

As soon as Mu Qingmei said this, she was stunned. Her face illuminated by the light showed a trace of confusion.

She and Yin Minghong's eldest brother, Shui Xingzhou, died under the force of the Silver Blood Society because they launched a miner's riot. Yin Minghong gained the rank of advancement by betraying his brother and has been lurking to this day, while she

It's about practicing hard tactics and waiting for the opportunity.

Even though times have changed, and her determination is often eroded by external demons such as greed, greed, and laziness, her hatred for the Silver Blood Society has not diminished even an inch. It is a blood feud that will never be forgotten.

However, now, in order to save Jing Zhengwei's life, she actually proposed to suppress him by force.

She actually suggested that the president of the Silver Blood Society take up the butcher's knife and suppress the common people who were as poor and helpless as herself.

She did it subconsciously.

Think Jing Zhengwei's fate.

It is much more important than the lives of those who shout in anger.

"Yes!" Qing Lan immediately followed and said: "As long as we organize a group of elites and quickly kill a group of troublemakers, the others will definitely be frightened and surrender. Those people have not even practiced fighting techniques at all. Even if

It's not a problem to get weapons. Although they are very powerful now, once they encounter a hard rock, those who follow will naturally run away in fear!"

Huyan Siluo also said: "There are many guards in Wanghai Palace, and we can cooperate. The streets in the inner city are not wide, and no matter how large the mob is, there is no advantage. On the contrary, the military formation composed of elite guards is almost unstoppable!"

Yin Minghong's lips moved, but in the end he remained silent.

"The idea is very good, I agree with it, but you have overlooked one point." Le Yu smiled and clapped his hands: "My enemies are not just the people."

Without giving them more time to discuss, Le Yu turned to Jing Shou and said: "Uncle Shou, go and inform the old housekeeper to dismiss the servants and ask the guards and Lin Haijun to wait at the door. We will evacuate Jing Shou in ten minutes. I think.

Anyone who wants to come with us can come, but we won’t wait if it’s late.”

"Yes." Jing Shou nodded and left with a normal expression.

"Are we leaving Jingyuan?" Qinglan asked softly.

"Don't worry, as long as we get through tonight, there are plenty of places to live, but Jingyuan will probably be destroyed." Le Yu crossed her hands and smiled, "By the way, you haven't sold that house in the outer city yet, have you?"

"No." Qinglan shook her head: "That was the young master's former residence. I often asked people to clean it."

"That's good. If we have no place to live in the future, we can only ask the rich woman Qinglan to take me in. Just let me have a roof over my head to sleep, as long as I don't sleep on the floor." Le Yu said pitifully.

Even though the atmosphere was not right, Qing Lan was still amused. She nodded seriously and held Le Yu's hand tightly: "There will be a bed for you to sleep on, as long as you are not afraid of being squeezed."

"Not even a big bed?"

"There is a big bed, but because two people have to sleep, you have to squeeze in." Qinglan pretended to be angry: "You don't like it? If you don't like it, then you can sleep alone."

"What, there is such a good thing?" Le Yu was shocked.

"But you have to play cards with me every night, and you can't go back to sleep until I'm satisfied." Qing Lan's face turned red, "I've waived your rent, and I just let you play cards. Isn't that too much?"

"It's not too much, but I'm afraid you want to play the strip battle card... Oh, okay." Le Yu sighed, looking like he was carrying a heavy load and endured humiliation and hatred: "It's really a tiger being bullied by a dog...

"

Seeing these two people suddenly feeding dog food regardless of the occasion, the heavy uneasiness in the hearts of others was gradually replaced by a feeling of laughter and laughter. They felt much more relaxed, and even a little sour. The few young people stopped talking and just

Even Mi Die, an old lady, was wondering if the young master was serious when he said she was mature, charming and tasteful...

"Master." Jing Shou called from a distance, and Le Yu waved to everyone: "Let's go."

"Just leaving like this? Don't you want to take anything with you?" Mu Qingmei asked curiously: "I thought you rich people must have taken a few boxes of gold and silver with you when you ran away..."

"That's not running away, that's moving." Le Yu strode out of Jingjing Villa, shook his head and said: "There is nothing in Jingyuan worth my nostalgia, that's all."

Everyone was secretly convinced that even the top five luxurious manors in Xuanzhu County had no nostalgia. Is this the ambition of Jing Zhengwei who turned Dongyang upside down?

But it's not that Le Yu is trying to show off, in fact, most places are pretty much the same to him.

Anyway, there are no air conditioners, refrigerators or flush toilets.

Not to mention money and other personal belongings, there are only two most precious things for Le Yu. One is a relic of the saint, which he now wears as a bracelet; the other is a mobile phone. Even if he keeps turning it off, the battery will have long been worn out.

It's exhausted, and now it's like a brick on his chest. Maybe it can help him stop a bullet at some point.

When they arrived at the gate of Jingyuan, the guards and Lin Haijun had already finished dressing up. In contrast, the guards of the Jing family had a look of fear on their faces, but Lin Haijun looked as usual, and he was even in the mood to joke with each other, making judgments at a high level.

There were also a few members of the Jing family waiting at the door, but there were not many of them, and Le Yu was not surprised - ten minutes was not enough for the Jing family who regarded wealth as their lives? Even if they were given another ten hours, it would not be enough for them to pack their bags.

, how could they just throw away their money?

However, Le Yu glanced around for a week and didn't see any familiar figures, so he asked the old housekeeper: "Where are the third brother and the third sister-in-law?"

Although it has been almost two months since Le Yu inherited the Jing family, the management of the Jing family's affairs is no different from before. The old housekeeper is still in charge of the Jing garden, but Qing Lan can give advice; and the family affairs are still handled by Jing Shou.

Yin Minghong is only responsible for the dirty work of 'pretending to slap people in the face'.

Le Yu was actually quite surprised when he didn't see Jing Zhengtang. After all, the two of them were the only remaining SSRs of the Jing family. Now that the situation had become so corrupt, Le Yu's order was very simple and straightforward. He just said clearly, 'If you don't come, you will die.

Well, it's impossible for these two smart people to still pack their belongings, right?

The old housekeeper saluted Le Yu respectfully and took out a letter from his sleeve: "The servant saw no one in the third young master's room. He only found this letter left on the desk."

Le Yu took the letter. There were three words on the envelope, "To Eldest Brother." The mouth of the letter was not sealed with wax. He took out the letter paper and found that there was only one line written on it:

"I hope that brother will abide by the agreement, don't miss it, and we will meet again if we are destined."

Qinglan asked curiously from the side: "What's wrong?"

"Good thing."

"Good thing?"

"Yeah, you don't have to worry about how to deal with our relationship in the future." Le Yu put the letter paper back into the envelope and signaled the loser Yin Minghong to light a fire and burn the letter: "Ah, no, there seems to be another one.

But don’t worry about it... Young Master, I can be considered a loner now."

According to the agreement between Le Yu and Jing Zhengtang, Jing Zhengtang can do things for Le Yu and help him conquer the Jing family, but as a price, Le Yu cannot interfere with Jing Zhengtang's various actions, and must allow Jing Zhengtang to leave with Fei Wei in the future.

From the beginning, Jing Zhengtang had no intention of staying in the Jing family for long.

Fei Wei has long seen that the Jing family is not Le Yu’s end, but one of his.asxs..

Even though Le Yu gained power through the navy, other tribesmen changed their minds and were loyal to the family leader. Jing Zhengtang and the two still did not change their minds - unlike others who wanted to gain enlightenment through Le Yu and follow them to heaven, they always believed that under Le Yu's command

It's too dangerous to stay.

They would rather go out and make their own way.

In fact, they also have this capital.

Le Yu estimated that Jing Zhengtang had actually wanted to leave for a long time, but Le Yu had been covering the sky with only one hand these days. They were afraid that bringing it up would only lead to more restrictions, so they had been working quietly, waiting for an opportunity to resign.

Now is the opportunity.

Although I don't know how the two of them escaped from the inner city, their two goals are definitely much smaller than the goals of Le Yu and this large group of people.

Since they made such a decisive decision, it showed that they were fully confident.

"Master, you are not alone." Qinglan shook her head: "I will always be by your side."

"No, I think I still want some private space..."

Le Yu quickly put aside the matter of Jing Zhengtang and said to Yin Minghong: "You will be responsible for commanding the guards and Lin Hai, and -"

boom!

Suddenly there was a violent explosion in the distance, and a fire dragon shot straight into the night sky!

Yin Minghong's expression changed drastically!

Brilliant gunpowder!

They used this kind of blazing gunpowder when they blew up half of the city during the white night. It was extremely powerful and extremely unstable. It was often used for digging mountains and blasting mines!

"... There is not much time left for the Silver Blood Association. Second Master, let's go!"

Yin Minghong nodded, and immediately ordered the guards and Lin Haijun to go outside as the front army to clear the way. Le Yu and others were located in the safe middle and rear, forming a protective formation and moving forward steadily.

Le Yu walked out of Jingyuan, turned around and saw the old housekeeper still behind the gate, and couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong with you, Mr. Fu? Do you have trouble with your legs and feet? Do you need someone to help you leave?"

The old housekeeper shook his head: "Young Master, this old servant won't leave."

"Why?"

"The old servant grew up in Jingyuan. He was fortunate enough to serve Master Qingfu and gain the trust of Master Qingfu. He has taken care of Jingyuan for decades. Although he has no merit, he thinks that he has not made this ancestral home of the Jing family passed down from generation to generation.

Even though I was humiliated, I didn’t live up to Master Qingfu’s trust.”

"If the old servant, in order to save his life, watched the glory of Jingyuan being tarnished by the untouchables, then the old servant would not be able to see Master Qingfu again after his death."

Le Yu snorted: "What's so good about Jing Qing Clam?"

The old housekeeper was not angry or retorted, but nodded kindly towards Le Yu: "I am an old man, and I only have a bunch of inappropriate memories left. If I still follow the young master, I will only make the young master an eyesore.

"

"Young Master, just take the Jing family and leave."

Le Yu glanced at this magnificent and decaying manor and the old man inside who was clinging to the past, and nodded.

"let's go."

When Jingyuan closed the door, Le Yu and others suddenly heard a desolate and loud singing voice coming from inside:

"Born full of thorns,

Even if it is ugly and shameless,

Talk about giving in and asking for peace,

Bah! You can only push yourself to the limit!

What do you mean by swallowing your anger?

Bah! I can only get worse!

If peace is the most precious thing, you will surely beg for rice sooner or later.

All kinds of martial arts are worse than relying on the strong to bully the weak.

If the rich are vicious and the poor are despicable, can there be peace in the world?

Tooth for tooth, blood for blood, all nine realms are former homes.

Haha, it’s not a bad thing if you don’t repay kindness.

Hehe, you are a scumbag if you don't retaliate!

No one is born evil,

The thorns are also for survival!"

Le Yu searched through his memory and found that Jing Zhengwei had heard this song once when he was a child.

This is the family song "Thorns" of the Jing family. At that time, the Jing family was just a miner leader, who was bullied and ridden by others. The ancestors of the Jing family grew and developed step by step. But by Jing Qingqing's generation, the Jing family has changed.

It has become a large chamber of commerce that no one dares to bully, so no one cares about this national song. Only some old people will remember this song.

A century-old Jing family.

Some people abandon it like shoes.

Some people regard it as a treasure.


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