Chapter 234 Second Ring
Early the next morning, Zhao Changhe stretched out and walked out of the inn courtyard. He 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: “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 Kang Le Gambling House to gamble with our property!”
“So is your young master really back?”
“There is no such thing. How can anyone go to the casino first before going home? That must be a fake!”
“Then why are you panicking? Do the impostors have land deeds in their hands? What kind of mortgage are they gambling with?”
“Uh… I’m afraid that the 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. Have you gone to tell Yan Lianping that I, Situ Xiao, negotiated on behalf of the Ji family?”
“I said it.” The butler nodded and bowed: “Yan Lianping said that he would meet with 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 before striding 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 felt like a lonely small town, and the light rain continued for a long time. Street, carry the knife and walk forward.
Zhao Changhe likes this smell very much, it is very cologne, very Jianghu, even the current situation in Jianhu City is very similar to that.
Next time you change your face, you might consider putting two eyebrows on 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 in total. But the location is very good. There is a windowless terrace on the top floor. There is no obstruction in front. You can see the microwave of Gujian Lake in the distance. The cool breeze carries the autumn rain in, which is very comfortable.
At this moment, there were many people gathered outside the building, and it was a dark area. Half of them were from the Pinghu Club, but half were from the Yuan Xingyi Gang who had been incorporated.
As for “The Master of the Ji family entrusted Situ Xiao to talk about the matter”, although the original Xingyi Gang has been incorporated, there are still some loyal old people who are willing to come and build up 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 stood guard around the floor, looking at Zhao Changhe and the housekeeper walking up the stairs with burning eyes.
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 the trees to destroy the hozens, Mr. Ji’s life or death is uncertain. 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 I have seen Situ Xiao, you are not him.”
Zhao Changhe said calmly: “It doesn’t matter if it’s Situ Xiao? The property belongs to 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, and we don’t dare to kill him easily. But if it were anyone else… the Jianghu Gang is not a place to compete with your Yamen.”
“Changlanglang!” The sound of drawing a knife resounded through the attic, and the bright sword array pointed to the center.
The butler’s legs softened and he collapsed directly on the ground.
Zhao Changhe, however, 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 Symbols Sect? Because I will be a dead person soon, and dead people will not Leak.”
“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. There’s nothing to hide.”
Zhao Changhe also smiled: “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 landed on the two old men around Sha Qi. After a while, he said, “What does Master Sha Qi mean?”
Sha Qiuqiu sat down across from him and said, “Uncle Ji has pledged his property to me, Kang Le Gambling House. I’m here to talk to you about it.”
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 family Ying Fifth Master? 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. The 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, are back, the Xingyi Gang is Shouldn’t I inherit it?”
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 they must have loyalty. Yan Lianping was able to successfully recruit most of the gang members by using the reason of “revenge for Ji Yinan and capture Han Wubing”. Although it is really just a good bird choosing its wood, this is just an obvious reason, but it must be there.
Someone said: “This…Mr. Situ, the gang leader 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 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, who else could Gang Leader Ji’s sword wound belong to if it wasn’t Han Wubing’s? You don’t want to say it’s me, right? As we all know, Yan Someone is using a Yanhui double-edged sword, which has nothing to do with swords.”
Zhao Changhe said slowly: “I use a sword, but I can also use another sword. It 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 gave him a strange look: “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.”
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