The owner of the house, Wei Fengchu, flew into a rage when he heard about the death. Qiushui, the maid who came to deliver the news secretly, was so scared that she kept quiet out of fear. However, after years of nourishing his body, Wei Fengchu was no longer like an ordinary merchant, but more like a scholar. He immediately suppressed his shock and anger and let Qiushui lead the way. This second-class maid was afraid of delaying the master's business, so she walked quickly. At first, Wei Fengchu didn't say anything and followed her into the courtyard.
Walking in the narrow and dark corridors on both sides, Wei Fengchu coughed. The maid, who was carefully trained and sold to the Wei Mansion at a high price, quickly slowed down. She looked back and saw that the master was deep in thought. She obediently walked forward with small steps. Wei Fengchu, who had experienced countless storms in the business world, took this time to weigh the pros and cons. According to Qiushui, Young Master Xu went to the house of the old man with the horn bow, and not long after, this murder happened. It seemed that he had a conflict with the woman named Liu Nerong from the Fish-dragon Gang. Wei Fengchu rubbed his temples and rubbed his temples.
Wei Feng rubbed his temples. When he was close to the house where the corpse was, he signaled Qiu Shui to stay in the corridor. Then, he quickened his steps and walked into the house with a worried expression. He did not reprimand his nephew who came from afar but locked the door. Seeing that the young man was so calm after killing someone, he thought more highly of him. A playboy killed someone in his own yard. This kind of lawless calmness was not something to be seen in public. To cause trouble in someone else's house, he was either very shrewd or had someone to rely on. No matter what, Wei Feng felt that it was a good thing. He thought that Brother Qi did not have a son, but he had a distant nephew who was worth cultivating. No wonder this business was led by such a young man. A thirty thousand taels business was really not small.
Wei Fengchu immediately calmed down and moved a chair to sit down. He didn't show any anxiety and asked, "What do you need Uncle Wei to do?"
Hsu Fengnian had thought of a set of words that could justify himself. Even if it wasn't perfect, it was enough to temporarily deal with an old fox like Wei Feng. Of course, the premise was that Liu Nerong didn't go crazy and mess things up. He didn't expect Wei Feng to not ask anything, which surprised Hsu Fengnian. The reason why he dared to tell Wei Feng at the first moment was that he pretended to be the son of a general in Lingzhou. He was sure that Wei Feng wouldn't dare to go to the yamen and splash dirty water on him. As long as Wei Feng thought that he could work in the Wei Mansion, then there was a discussion. Seeing his nephew's expression, Wei Feng took a look at his face. He poured a cup of herbal tea and smiled, "Nephew Xu, to tell you the truth, even the granddaughter of the gang leader, Liu Nerong, as long as she is in Uncle Wei's house, you can do whatever you want, as long as she is in my house, of Uncle Wei's. What? the yamen? Do you think the yamen, the guest of the small small a small gang like the Fish-dragon Gang?? Ling Ling? to Ling, the the the yamen of the 'of the army's of Even if Uncle Wei lent the Fish-dragon Gang ten times the guts, would they dare? Nephew Xu, Uncle Wei and Brother Qi are friends who have gone through life and death together, so we don't speak politely. Prostitutes are heartless, actors are unrighteous, and merchants are greedy for money. The old saying is true, but it doesn't mean that people like Uncle Wei don't care about friendship at all. "
When he saw his nephew stand up and bow again, Wei Feng glared at him and scolded with a smile, "Nephew, you must have learned this habit from the landowning households of Lingzhou. In the future, if you want to make a name for yourself in Lingzhou's Northern Mang, this pedantic scholarly style cannot be the first. Why don't you try to bow again? See if I don't kick you out of the house! 'When in Northern Mang, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. It's better for you to drink big bowls of wine and eat big chunks of meat. Originally, this old uncle wanted to let the servants bring you around the city to enjoy the scenery. Hmph, don't even think about it. Just stay by this old uncle's side for the next two days and watch how the business is done. Brother Qi is full of brotherhood in the jianghu. Uncle Wei is far inferior to Brother Qi when it comes to wielding swords and spears. However, you don't have any other skills, but you know the ways of the world that can be exchanged for real money. "
Hsu Fengnian raised his cup and said with a bitter smile, "Uncle Wei, I'll replace wine with tea. Cheers?"
Wei Feng said with relief, "That's not bad."
After drinking the tea, he got up and poured a cup for Wei Feng. After sitting down, Hsu Fengnian said slowly, "Uncle Wei, I still have to tell you about this matter today, otherwise it won't be good. The eldest son of the general has always coveted the Fish-dragon Gang and Liu Nerong. He wants to take her as his concubine. Originally, the Fish-dragon Gang's strength was not among the best in Lingzhou, so it was impossible for them to win this business. However, since the eldest son is selfish, he can't be judged by common sense. The deputy leader of the Beimang Gang, Xiao Qiang, has a son called Xiao Ling, who is Liu Nerong's childhood sweetheart. There is news that when Xiao Qiang returns to Lingzhou to wash his hands, he will take the opportunity to propose marriage between Xiao Ling and Liu Nerong. How could the eldest son let the father and son of the Xiao family get what they want? Therefore, after leaving Tuma Pass, I have some martial arts skills. According to the eldest son's instructions, I was lucky enough to kill Xiao Qiang and frame a few horse gangs. I didn't expect that the guest Gongsun Yang would notice the clues and threaten to tell Liu Nerong and the Fish-dragon Gang. Therefore, I had no choice but to fall out with them. I roughly set up a trap and only told Liu Nerong that Gongsun Yang is a remnant of the Spring and Autumn Period who secretly colluded with the Beimang. This way, I barely managed to calm the simple-minded Liu Nerong. Uncle Wei, are there any flaws in this plan? If I ruin the eldest son's plan, even if I bring money back, I won't be able to make a name for myself in the general's residence. Presumably, Uncle Wei also knows that although the second son is born of a concubine, he is quick-witted and has made some achievements in Lingzhou's scholarly circles. Therefore, the mother and son are quite favored. The second son has deliberately tried to rope them in again and again, which has already made the eldest son dissatisfied. This trip to Beimang is both an opportunity and a crisis for me. If I succeed, everything will be fine. If not, I'm afraid I won't even have a foothold. "
Wei Feng's eyes revealed a trace of the elder's appreciation of the younger generation. He smiled and nodded, stroking his beard. Even though he was sitting next to a dead person, he still said slowly, "Nephew, you are able to plan step by step on small matters and have good foresight on big matters. Not bad, not bad. You are a promising talent."
Hsu Fengnian lowered his voice and blushed, "Before I left, I wanted to shamelessly ask for a letter from my uncle so that he could put in a good word for me to Uncle Wei. However, when Auntie started at the dinner table, she was scolded by Uncle Wei. He said that a man who wants to start a family has to do everything himself. Asking for charity is not a damn skill. Fortunately, Auntie slapped the bowl and said that she would cook tomorrow, so Uncle Wei didn't continue to scold me. "
Wei Feng laughed and pointed his finger at Hsu Fengnian. This was the first time the old fox laughed so comfortably. Then he sighed and said, "It is indeed Brother Qi and Auntie's temper. When Uncle Wei was young and down, he freeloaded for three years. Although Auntie occasionally complained, it was because she was angry that I didn't strive for it and lamented my misfortune. She hoped that I would have a bright future, not because she was stingy with those bowls of rice that didn't come easily. She also had bad intentions and looked down on me. Uncle Wei didn't have the realm to repay a drop of water with a gushing spring. However, no matter how heartless Wei Feng was, he didn't dare to forget the kindness of living for three years. These years, Uncle Wei could be considered to have built up a large family business, but Brother Qi and Auntie never sent a letter to him. They were afraid that if they had something to ask of him, it would reduce their friendship. Brother Qi and Auntie were kind, but how could they not be cruel? They were already half a foot into the ground. Who knows when they would fall asleep and never wake up again. Why should they care about these things? Now that your nephew is in Uncle Wei's house, good, good! No letter from home is better than a thousand words. "
Hsu Fengnian whispered, "Uncle Wei, find a good place to bury this guest of the Fish-dragon Gang. Is there any trouble?"
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