On the afternoon of the eighth of September, Jiangning, before sunrise.
After the endless autumn rain stopped, the weather in the afternoon became a little clearer. In the ancient city, the Qinhuai River surged through the city with foam.
Since the beginning of the war, the originally bustling ancient city of Jiangning had gradually lost its past color. The streets and alleys that were once decorated with lanterns and colored banners were now mostly gray and black. No one cleaned up the ruins brought about by the war. The refugees that poured in built shacks everywhere, and in the subsequent fighting and killing, they were even more thoroughly destroyed. The ashes were washed away in the rain, becoming the most important dye in this war-torn city.
However, on this afternoon, after the rain stopped, there were large carriages driving to various important points in the ancient city. Pots of golden flowers were carried out from the carriages — most were chrysanthemums, but there were also some flowers that were used to make up the numbers — and began to decorate and decorate the city. There were even gorgeous lanterns and extravagant colored silk hung out.
A little north of the city, in a beautiful and simple house called Yi Garden, with the arrival of He Wen, began to decorate the inside and outside of the house.
"Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival …"
On this day, the Prince of Justice, He Wen, was dressed in green. He came in with the tanned, rough-looking "Heavenly King Gao" Gao Chang. They greeted Xu Zhaonan, Shi Baofeng, and Zhou Shang, who had arrived early. Then, the five of them watched the servants decorate the courtyard outside for a while.
He Wen explained with a smile, "… to create a little atmosphere, to celebrate."
"What is atmosphere?" Xu Zhaonan asked.
"It means atmosphere." He Wen looked across and tilted his head. "When we were in the southwest, the truth was that the Black Flag Army lived a tight life. We didn't even have enough to eat. But every New Year or festival, that surnamed Ning would always have everyone move around and celebrate. He didn't have much prestige in front of people. He would always run ahead and have people set up torches. At night, he would light them all over the mountains and plains, and he would sing and dance. At that time, what he often said to people was, ah, create a little atmosphere, create a little atmosphere … it's very interesting. "
"If there are torches all over the mountains and plains, but they won't catch on fire or go out of control, it can be considered a kind of training for soldiers."
"That's what I meant. But Mister Ning later said that the more difficult the situation is, the more we need to move. The more stagnant the situation is, the more we need to muddy the stagnant waters. To live from death. "
After saying that, He Wen smiled and waved his hand.
"… Jianghan's autumn shadow and the wild goose's first flight, I bring my guest to the jade pot. It is rare to meet someone in the world who smiles with his chrysanthemum mustache all over his head. But we'll get drunk and enjoy the festival, so there's no need to regret the sunset … No matter what, it's the Double Ninth Festival. We've conquered Jiangning for so long, and it's still quite chaotic outside. Now there's a martial arts competition and a big meeting, and it's very lively. We can't miss such a big festival. Let's let everyone enjoy it. "
"What do you mean by 'hate the setting sun'? "What is it?" Under the eaves, Gao Chang tilted her head and asked Xu Zhaonan in a low voice.
"Du Mu's poem," Xu Zhaonan replied in a low voice.
There were still water droplets dripping down the navy blue roof into the pond. On the other side, the slightly shorter Zhou Shang clasped his hands behind his back. "Does Mr. He like this poem?"
"What do you think, Master Zhou?"
"I like another one."
"Oh?"
"When autumn comes on the eighth of the ninth month, after my flower blossoms, a hundred flowers will be killed. The heaven-soaring incense array penetrates Chang 'an, the whole city is covered in golden armor. "Zhou Shang looked at He Wen." What do you think, Mr. He? Today is the eighth of the ninth month, mine is more appropriate. "
"… Hahahaha." He Wen was stunned, then laughed. "The poem that Master Zhou likes is too fierce. Other than the time being the eighth of the ninth month, how else is it appropriate? Look at us five brothers. We came here for a meeting, and it's going well. Seeing that we won't be fighting, Master Zhou, you suddenly recited such a poem. Could it be that you want to suddenly kill the four of us when your flower blossoms? "
"Hahaha …"
"Hahahaha …"
The rest of the people laughed.
"Master Zhou is just an artsy person. What poetry does he know?"
"Meeting, meeting."
…
After the five kings of the fairness party gathered in Jiangning, starting from the first of the ninth month, every single day the representatives in the city would hold a meeting. Every double day, the few of them would go to Yi Garden for a small meeting. On this day, it was already the fourth meeting.
The scale of the meeting outside was grand, and the scene was solemn. The private meeting between the five of them was more lively and casual. The few of them teased each other, occasionally cracking jokes or cursing at each other. However, in the past few days, the atmosphere was not too tense.
Among the few of them, the King of Justice, He Wen, who always wore a long robe and had an inconvenient arm, was elegant and steady.
The Heavenly King Gao Chang looked boorish, but he did not speak much. When he narrowed his eyes, they were filled with a sense of oppression. However, once he spoke, he was usually very casual.
The King of Chakravarti, Xu Zhaonan, had a figure like a tower. As the head of a cult, he was knowledgeable and often tried to smooth things over.
Shi Baofeng liked to laugh, and he was a little narrow-minded. Occasionally, he would disagree with others, but he still had a sense of propriety.
Zhou Shang, on the other hand, kept a straight face. He, who had an intense attitude of fighting and killing all day, was not angry when he was being discussed by the crowd. Sometimes, he would even argue with the others. Often, he would argue with the other four people alone. Then, the four people, who found it rather boring, stopped talking to him.
As it was a neutral venue, the few of them brought a certain number of bodyguards with them when they came here. During the negotiations, a large number of bodyguards stayed in the periphery. A portion of them were ordered by He Wen to set up flowers, plants, and lanterns. The ones who entered the inner periphery were each accompanied by two advisors.
On this day, as the few of them sat down, the atmosphere in the hall was still relatively harmonious. Some big and small issues and requests were raised in an atmosphere of laughter. Some were decided after a simple discussion, and some were temporarily shelved after arguments or jokes because some of them still had differing opinions. The five kings, led by He Wen, appeared to be playing it down. The advisors who had followed along, who were responsible for serving, recording, carrying, and managing information, appeared solemn and quiet. Although their faces were expressionless, their hearts were shaken. This was because they all knew that this was the most important place to decide the major events of the entire Jiangnan. And what they saw, playing it down, was the highest level of power struggle in the world.
The two advisors who had come with Shi Baofeng knew that today, the master's side would make a stumbling block for the Prince of Fairness, and dig a big pit.
Of course, this was not something strange.
From the first private meeting, the five parties had been trying to make things difficult for each other. Each family seemed to casually put forward proposals that were beneficial to them, and then laughingly rejected the ideas of others. Some words full of language traps, quietly sowing dissension, and joining together could appear at any time and place on the round table in this room. But in general, there was a consensus at this time that a major conflict would not occur at this time.
The ten advisors both nervously and quietly felt all of this, and were ready at any time to hand over some of the topics they had long prepared.
At a quarter past five, after everyone had discussed some interesting things about Tieyan of Lin'an, they brought up Nong Xian and Zhao Jingci. He Wen took advantage of the opportunity to praise Zhao Jingci's contributions. Xu Zhaonan said, "I heard that Boss Shi had some discord with Nong Xian's people yesterday …"
Shi Baofeng waved his hand. "It was just a misunderstanding. How could it be that I had discord with Nong Xian … This matter was the doing of my worthless unfilial son, and I was just about to report it to Mister He."
"I heard something happened last night." He Wen thought for a moment. "But since the Prince of Fairness has said it was a misunderstanding, presumably the matter has already been investigated. I think this matter should be handed over to the Prince of Fairness to make a decision. Presumably, the misunderstanding will be very easy to resolve — I believe in the Prince of Fairness."
"Haha, the misunderstanding is very simple, just the behavior of some jumping clowns." Shi Baofeng laughed, and then slightly became serious. "But this matter also concerns Mister He's clean reputation …"
"What does it have to do with Mister He's clean reputation? Old Shi, don't mess up other people's place, and then come back with a strange tone." Xu Zhaonan stretched out his hand and knocked on the table. "This is not kind."
"Master Xu has misunderstood me." Shi Baofeng cupped his hands. "Little Yu, bring the things up."
In the hall, the design had already been completed. The advisor called Little Yu was a Confucian scholar in his thirties. He handed over the bag of documents that he had already prepared and then calmly retreated. He watched as the five of them happily took out the things inside the bag. His heart was in turmoil.
The case file that was presented was naturally the confessions that were captured from the Five Lakes Inn. In addition, there were a few blood-stained "Reading Club" booklets mixed in as evidence. Shi Baofeng gave a general overview of the "Reading Club"'s nonsense. In the confessions in the case file, the evildoers claimed that the Prince of Fairness was their backer, and that Nong Xian Zhao Jingci was a general of the Reading Club. The kings naturally did not believe such a thing, but such actions were unusually vicious.
"For a period of time, there were rumors that the" Reading Club "was instigated by me, Zhou Shang …" Zhou Shang said.
Xu Zhaonan laughed. "There were also those who said that about me …"
"Then who did it?"
"First, let me state my position. It has nothing to do with me."
"These people from the Reading Club are vicious. They want to dig up our roots. We cannot tolerate them …"
The few people spoke one after another. Shi Baofeng said, "What does Mister He think?"
At the round table, He Wen simply flipped through the confessions, then took out a booklet and slowly flipped through it.
"… Naturally, Mister He was framed." The room was silent for a moment. Xu Zhaonan laughed. "The evildoers' motives for doing this are very obvious."
"In the past two years, our Equity Party has produced many heroes, but there are also good and bad people mixed in. There will always be those who can't bear the loneliness and want to borrow the name of that person in the southwest to achieve great things. In my area, it's not just the Reading Club that has done this."
"There are others? Old Zhou, tell us. "
"There's nothing more to say about what's already in the stomach."
"Today, we, the five parties of the Fairness Party, are of the same origin, of the same breath and branch. We are all brothers who have gathered here. According to what Mr. He has said, in truth, the sixth and seventh parties, as long as they have the strength, can also gather together. For example, the Supreme Dragon Chief is a brother who can eat together … But this study club is different from the other clubs …"
"The Reading Club has the ambition of wolves. They actually refuse to admit that they are disloyal people. If this matter cannot be resolved, there will be no end of trouble …"
"Mister He, what do you think?"
…
"… Mister He?"
…
Shi Baofeng reached out his hand. Just as his hand was about to touch the book in He Wen's hand, he saw that pair of eyes look up in his direction. His hand stopped in midair.
…
"Mister He, what do you think …?"
…
"Do you think … the things in this little book make sense?"
He Wen's voice could be heard from the hall.
It was already a quarter past five. Outside the hall, the late autumn sky was nearing dusk. Outside, the people were still arranging the chrysanthemums and colored lanterns for the Double Yang Festival. The hall was silent for a while. The eyes of the five intersected. Shi Baofeng's hand was stretched out in the air. Not far behind him, the two advisors were still standing expressionlessly. The advisor named Little Yu heard his own heartbeat. Naturally, he knew where these confessions and little books had come from. Perhaps there were no members of the Reading Club in the Five Lakes Inn. Everything had been arranged by Second Young Master Shi Weiyang. Shi Baofeng wanted to unify the Equity Party's internal consensus on the "Reading Club" and make some of the cards hidden in the shadows clearer. The "Reading Club" was a hidden card that had to be seen clearly.
Originally, this should not be a complicated matter.
However, He Wen seemed to want to make this matter complicated.
The few of them sized He Wen up. He Wen's gaze was cold and calm as he met everyone's gaze. After a while, Gao Chang put down the teacup in her hand. Xu Zhaonan raised his right hand to He Wen.
"Old He, we're not talking about this today."
"That's right, Mister He." Shi Baofeng's face also bloomed with a smile. "Don't keep us in suspense."
"Then what are we talking about today?"
"We're talking about who is behind this Reading Club."
"Let me state my position first. It has nothing to do with me."
"It doesn't have much to do with me either."
"Mister He, the Reading Club is very harmful to the Equity Party. We can't be vague about it. You state your position so that we know what to do."
"Then what position should I state?"
"This' Reading Club 'says that you are their backer. Don't you think so?"
The conversation proceeded one after another. Xu Zhaonan and Shi Baofeng were the fastest to express their views, and their attitudes were also the most positive. Gao Chang only occasionally interjected, while Zhou Shang frowned and looked at He Wen, who laughed.
"It looks like Old Shi, Old Xu, you guys really want me to say this. But how can I say it?"
"As long as you say it has nothing to do with the Reading Club, it will be fine."
"How can it not have anything to do with it?" He Wen looked at them. "What kind of people are these Reading Club people? In the end, they are also members of the Equity Party. They have their own ideas, but even so, I am the King of Equity."
His gaze swept across the crowd. "Today's gathering in Jiangning is to discuss the matters of the various families. Even if this Reading Club is full of evil, what bad things they have done, shouldn't we still talk about it? For example, the matter of the Five Lakes Inn. The Five Lakes Inn used to be Zhao Jingci's place, so whether they have anything to do with Zhao Jingci or not, shouldn't we also investigate them? They are very harmful to the Equity Party, and where is the harm? Shouldn't we also talk about it? Look, their ideas are a bit more radical, but isn't it all written very clearly? "
He Wen threw the booklet in his hand onto the center of the round table.
Gao Chang picked up the teacup, her gaze calm. No one knew what she was thinking. Xu Zhaonan seemed to be dumbstruck by He Wen's words. He opened his mouth slightly and leaned back against the chair. Shi Baofeng's tongue was in his mouth. He looked at He Wen, blinking his eyes in bewilderment.
On the other side of the round table, Zhou Shang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly laughed.
"Hahahahaha … He Wen, you lunatic!"
"The people of the world will still have a public opinion on who is crazier." He Wen's voice was calm. Then he stretched out a finger and tapped the table. "This thing, what is written on it, does it not make any sense at all? You've probably already seen what they have to say, right? "
"The person who made this thing referred to many things about the Huaxia Army in the west, and also compared it to many commonalities between people like us from ancient times to the present." He Wen said, "It says that the core of those who have been able to achieve great things since ancient times is not in slogans or rhetoric, but in the degree to which a group of people listen to orders and follow the rules. The Huaxia Army in the southwest was able to succeed not because of the 'Huaxia' rhetoric that Ning Yi spoke of, nor was it because of the 'Four People' painted on a cake. The most important thing was that he used all kinds of methods to make the military law in the army obey orders and prohibitions, so that government decrees could be strictly carried out."
"Of course, to reach this level, one needs to have ideals and the help of the painted on a cake. But in the end, it is all about rules. Old Gao, you are the leader of the army. The level your orders can reach, the level your soldiers can fight, right? Old Xu, you come from the Manichean Sect. If your followers are obedient, you have power. But obedience also depends on the degree. How detailed are the rules you have for your subordinates? Was the decree going to go astray halfway through? Is it wrong to negotiate? "
"Master Shi, you have a lot of business. There are rules in the shop. What do you do if someone violates them? Do you want to deal with them? Why do you want to deal with them? Even if your relatives break the rules, I heard that you rarely give them a way out. Why is that? Don't you know? "
"... And you, Madman Zhou, your subordinates only destroy and not build! What else can you do besides keep pushing them forward? Without our support, you won't be able to survive this winter! Does it matter if we talk about it? "
He Wen was born a Confucian and was well-versed in both the pen and the sword. In the southwest, he was a great debater. At this time, Shi Baofeng, Xu Zhaonan, and the others were flipping out. Unexpectedly, he also spoke frankly with assurance and assurance. In the blink of an eye, he managed to suppress their momentum. However, when he talked about Zhou Shang, the short man across from him sneered and did not back down. With a wave of his hand, he sent the teacup on the table flying.
"Can't survive the winter? What support? In the past, when my people attacked cities and seized territory, did any of you confiscate the things they stole? Which of you did I eat for free? What rules, what the southwest? Old He, I've seen the things in the southwest, and there's one thing I can say very clearly. You can't do anything with a timid style. Where does the talk about fairness come from? It comes from Ning Yi's side, talking about the spirit of equality for all. Because everyone is equal, there must be fairness! If you don't kill off all those people above you today, you'll want to talk about rules, and you'll have to plan slowly. Whose heart will this word 'fairness' grow on! "
"Rules are about strict execution. You can't just set a direction and shout a slogan, and then swarm in like a swarm of bees. You can't just destroy without building."
"If I destroy without building, that's because it's not time to build yet! He Wen, you established the Party of Fairness, and the most important thing is the word 'fairness'! But you didn't kill off all those people above you in the past. Your people followed you to conquer the world in order to become those people above you! You're the King of Fairness. When you enter the city, everyone on the roadside will kneel and kowtow to you. What fairness can you talk about! "Zhou Shang pointed to the side, starting a quarrel." You're all the same! "
"Stop arguing." Xu Zhaonan waved his hand. "We're not talking about this today."
Shi Baofeng said, "What Old Xu said makes sense."
He Wen stared at Zhou Shang. "But what's the purpose of fairness? It's to let the people around us live better lives, to be able to live more like people. But can fairness be achieved overnight? You're aiming to kill off all the rich people in the world, to make everyone equal once before you start building again. Do you know that you won't just be killing off the rich people? More than half of the poor people under you will also be killed by you. They will starve to death, die of stupidity! Equality can be achieved by education, by the law, by a hundred years, two hundred years. It shouldn't be achieved by a massacre that destroys everything indiscriminately! "
"Haha, rely on education, rely on the law. You make it sound nice, but I'm afraid that before your education can even begin to be effective, the men under you will already have children and four generations under the same roof!"
"A generation can only walk the path of a generation. What can you do by killing them all?"
"At least they truly know what equality is. When they see the men and don't kneel, then I can naturally stop killing them!"
"I'm afraid that when the time comes, you won't be able to stop at all."
"Whether we can stop or not, we'll only know after we do it! If we want to do something unprecedented in a thousand years, how can we be overcautious and overcautious? What's there to talk about the Southwest? Why did Ning Yi kill the Emperor? Don't you understand? "
The two began to debate fiercely. On the other side, Shi Baofeng slammed his palm on the table. "Enough, Old He, don't play dumb here. Today, you said that the Scholar Club is vicious, not because of what he said, but because he wears the tiger skin of the orthodox Southwest! If these people's momentum grows, if you wait any longer, do you still want to be the King of Fairness? Or perhaps this thing was really ordered by you, Mr. He? "
He Wen pushed the file on the table back. "Whether it was or not, do you not know in your heart, Shi Gong?"
"What I want to talk about is not about the Five Lakes Inn."
"I thought we were talking about the Five Lakes Inn."
"Hahaha, madman. King of Fairness, you're the biggest madman. " Zhou Shang laughed. "I think it's you. You're the one who organized the Scholar Club. Do you want to separate the four of us and do it yourself?"
"I didn't say that."
"Then state your position."
"I am the King of Fairness. If anyone has an opinion about the Party of Fairness, as long as it's internal, I believe they can talk and listen. Isn't this meeting to discuss our future path? "
"I see that Mr. He agrees with what the higher-ups say. How about we change our name to the Party of Rules?"
"Why don't you say it? If you don't agree, you can say it. If you agree, you can also say it. I feel that many of the higher-ups' worries are very reasonable. On the first day of the meeting, I mentioned why so many peasant uprisings from ancient times to now have no results. Will we repeat the same mistakes? There are many things above that we need to discuss …"
"This isn't a matter of discussing or not discussing …"
"This is a matter of discussing or not discussing. If these things aren't discussed clearly, the days of the Party of Fairness won't last long."
"Don't pretend that you don't understand …"
"It's fine to talk about it clearly. I am the King of Fairness. If you want me to say that the Party of Fairness has nothing to do with me, that won't work … "
"I, Zhou Shang, am the true King of Fairness. Old He, you are the King of Rules."
"Old He, did you really organize the Scholar Club? Are you targeting the four of us? "
"I didn't say that, but what he wrote makes some sense. Can't we consider enlistment? Can't we broaden our horizons a little … "
"It wasn't your doing."
"I can't say that either …"
"F * ck you …"
Buzz buzz buzz buzz …
In the hall, the voices of the few people were sometimes intense and sometimes solemn. At a certain point, it gradually quieted down. Some people got up and walked around, while others slammed the table. It was already evening. After the rain stopped, the white light of the sky gradually retreated into the clouds. Some lanterns were hung and gradually lit. The guards in the garden and under the eaves looked at each other in bewilderment. Everyone used their own methods to determine the seriousness of the situation.
A group of advisors, including Little Yu, also stood there nervously, watching the debate unfold. In the past, the five parties of the Party of Fairness had their own way of doing things. As for He Wen himself, the other four parties hadn't had much contact with him. After entering the city this time, he had organized meetings and listened to opinions. Most of the time, he had appeared kind and peaceful. It was only at this moment that everyone finally saw his unfathomable side when he was in a stalemate with others …
… …
It was nearing evening. In the "Wen Shui Wine Shop" in the city, a disturbance had just occurred. At this moment, the doctor who had been called over was hurriedly entering the hall of the wine shop.
That afternoon, the wine shop was originally holding a "Hero Gathering" for the people of the Outskirts of the Outskirts. This was a common occurrence in Jiangning City. Of course, because most of the people gathered were Jianghu people who lived on the edge of a knife, it was true that everyone was happy and harmonious when interacting with others. However, from time to time, there would be some small accidents.
The second master of the Yan family, "Wind Chasing Sword" Yan Tiehe, who came from the Yan family fortress in the west and was quite famous in the Jianghu, got into a quarrel with a swordsman for some strange reason. The two sides fought, and the swordsman used a dirty trick. In this kind of martial arts competition, he first used a hidden weapon to injure his opponent, and then chopped Yan Tiehe into a pool of blood.
At this time, in the Outskirts of the Outskirts of the Outskirts of the Outskirts, unless it was a battle of life and death, the use of hidden weapons was usually tacitly forbidden. Especially in this kind of solemn "Hero Gathering", everyone felt that it was beneath them. Seeing that the swordsman had used a despicable method to win, a few chivalrous men stepped forward to stop him from leaving. However, the swordsman used one vicious move after another to injure a few people before escaping from the window of the restaurant. At this time, some of the well-informed people had already found out his identity.
The man was a captain of the Undead Guard under the command of Xu Zhaonan, the Rotating King. He was known as Yang Hanzhou, the Sword Maniac. There was no telling what was wrong with him. Why did he have to resort to dirty tricks in such an occasion? Then, he even ran away after injuring someone.
In today's Jiang Ning city, injuries and bloodshed were common. In August, thousands of people had fought with each other several times. Many people died mysteriously, and no one investigated. However, such a common scene of chaos did not mean that there were many things in the Greenwood Forest that did not have a beginning and an end. Take the current situation for example. Second Master Yan represented the Yan Fort and was Shi Baofeng's honored guest. Yang Hanzhou, on the other hand, had the backing of the "Chakravarti King". Therefore, when the physician arrived to clean up the mess, the people of the Greenwood Forest in the tavern were either excited or nervous.
With this, it was unknown what kind of conflict would arise between the Equality King and the Turning Wheel King. This matter would not end peacefully. Then, there would be a good show to watch …
…
Since the culprit's origins had been confirmed, the participants in the Wenshui Tavern did not rush to denounce the culprit. After all, Yan Tiehe had Shi Baofeng as his backing, and the Undead Guard was not something that ordinary people could touch.
As the chaos in the tavern gradually subsided, the culprit, Yang Hanzhou, with a long sword in his hand and a scar on his face, had already changed into inconspicuous clothes. Carrying a bag of gold and silver on his back, he rushed to the east gate of Jiang Ning City. After leaving the city as fast as he could, he met Jin Yongsheng, who had confirmed that he had left the city, in a carriage at the edge of a small forest outside the city.
"The promised money … the banknotes of my Baofeng Cruise Ship. It's all here. "Jin Yongsheng handed him a small bag.
Yang Hanzhou tore open the bag and counted. His face was gloomy. "What is this for? It wasn't easy to get a lucrative position in the Undead Guard. It took a lot of money to bribe everyone."
"What, you didn't get enough? Do you have an opinion?"
"I wouldn't dare … I just feel that it's strange. This Second Master Yan isn't anyone important, so why did he have to make me do this … Well, I thought I could do something big with you, Elder Jin." The scarred man squeezed out a cold smile.
Jin Yongsheng did not look at him. Instead, he looked at the nearby Reason and said slowly, "If you didn't get enough, just say you didn't get enough. Take the money with you for a while and wait in Yangzhou in two months. I'll consider arranging other things for you. You can fight and kill. Don't worry, I won't let you down. "
"Then …"
"Don't ask about things you shouldn't be curious about. It's not safe for you to know. "
"Yes."
At this point, although Yang Hanzhou was curious, he naturally didn't dare to ask further. At this time, he saw Jin Yongsheng frown slightly and murmur, "It's the second batch …"
Yang Hanzhou turned his head to look. Not far away was the main road that led out of Jiangning. At this time, the curtain of night was gradually closing in. There were not many pedestrians entering and exiting the city, but there were three fast horses carrying their riders eastward at an extremely high speed.
"This is …" Yang Hanzhou frowned. "Yuan Zhan?"
"You know him?" Jin Yongsheng said.
"He's the trusted aide of the Chakravarti King. He's usually in charge of … sending messages for important matters. It's easy to mobilize troops when the person is trusted. This is …"
"It's the second batch. When I came out, I met a few of Zhou Shang's subordinates … They were in a hurry. I don't know what they're up to …"
Yang Hanzhou looked at Jin Yongsheng. In the dim light of the forest, he saw that Jin Yongsheng was also looking at him calmly.
What did I get involved in?
Does this have something to do with me?
His heart was perturbed. The little bit of curiosity that had surged up disappeared in an instant. He cupped his hands. "Then, I'll go first. Take care, Elder Jin."
"Take care. See you in Yangzhou."
"See you in Yangzhou."
Carrying the two bags, Yang Hanzhou turned to leave. When he finally looked back, he saw the dusky city of Jiangning in the distance. It was about to sink into the black sky. The atmosphere of the evening seemed to have turned somber. He didn't know what was going to happen next, nor was he willing to look into it. At this moment, he only wanted to get away from this place where something might happen as fast as possible.
After Yang Hanzhou left, Jin Yongsheng got into the carriage with a frown. His many years of experience in Jianghu was softly warning him. From the two batches of people he had seen just now, he smelled a slight and ominous aura.
These ominous auras couldn't have come from Yang Hanzhou, nor could they have come from the second young master who arranged the Wenshui Wine Shop incident. This was just a small matter. For the time being, he couldn't think of any accidents.
"Return to Zhongan Workshop quickly."
He ordered.
Not long after, the old shopkeeper returned to the city. It was the time when the curtain of night fell and the lanterns were first lit. Under the calm surface of the city, a wave of the greatest undercurrent since the beginning of the Jiangning Meet was silently but violently surging …
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