Our lord is upright [crossing]

The two scourges of Liu Hanyue and Chu Hanruo gave Rong Zhenzhen a headache for a long time, and it hasn't subsided, even before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, another ignorant person came to the door by himself.

Rong Zhenzhen squinted at the uninvited person who came to sit on the chair and drink tea leisurely, and said coldly: "You are not staying in your own fox den during the Chinese New Year. Why come to my place? I said you are welcome." ?”

Faced with his harsh words, the visitor was not angry, but put down his cup with a smile on his face, opened his folding fan with a "swish", and fanned it leisurely in this weather when the drops of water turned into ice and just started to spring, pretending to be aggressive. His aura is full.

Looking at the man's gentle and clean appearance in a dark green brocade jacket with a jade ring on his head, anyone would think that this is a scholar with a belly of poetry and books, at least at the level of a scholar, with a weak and gentle manner and a smile on his face, it is easy to make people feel uncomfortable Good impression, no one would have thought that this person is actually a businessman who deals with copper coins all day long, or the kind that Rong Zhenzhen complained about as a black-hearted profiteer.

"Brother Rong, why are you so angry?" Shang Huai pretended not to know his meanness, and pointed to a wooden box he brought with a smile, "I just came back from the capital yesterday, and I rushed here to give you a gift without stopping. Brother, aren't you happy?"

"Heh." Rong Zhenzhen rolled his eyes to the sky, and said disdainfully: "You think that if you bribe me with gold and silver, I can give you good face?"

Shang Huai was not in a hurry, he was playing with the green jade folding fan in his hand, a harmless smile hung on the corner of his mouth, his pair of long and narrow dark peach eyes were full of shrewd calculations, he was originally good-looking, but looking at him like this only added to his Three points evil.

"Brother Rong doesn't need to be so annoyed. Sooner or later, we will be a family. It's better to be kind."

Rong Zhenzhen picked up the teacup on the table and wanted to embarrass him, but remembered that the tea set on his table was an antique limited edition, and it would be a pity to smash it, so he simply gave up, "Stop trying to get relatives here, who is a profiteer like you?" family?"

"Brother Rong's words are really sad." Shang Huai sighed half-truthfully, "I am sincere to Ling brother, if he can follow me in the future, I will definitely not treat him badly, treating him like a real wife .”

"You think I'll believe it?" Rong Zhen really disdains, "A person like you may not admit what he said yesterday, but I will believe that you are good to that idiot in our family? You just deceive that idiot with your face That's all."

Shang Huai sighed deeply, and said sternly: "It's rare for me to say something intimate to you, but you don't believe it anymore. When you went shopping with me in brothels, weren't you very polite to me?"

"At that time, I didn't know that you were thinking about our younger brother." Rong Zhenzhen snorted coldly, "It's all about friends, it's polite to be polite to you."

Shang Huai smiled, and just as he was about to continue, he heard a lively voice from a young man outside: "Brother Shang Huai!"

He turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a young man in red running in from outside the hall. The huge black knife on his back was still so conspicuous. His big ponytail was tied up very high. When he ran, he flickered, and he looked a little silly. .

Seeing that her useless younger brother was about to fall on Shang Huai, Rong Zhenzhen coughed, glanced at Rong Mengmeng with threatening eyes, and said fiercely: "No rules, sit down!"

Rong Mengmeng is not afraid of anything, but she is afraid of a pair of brothers and sisters in the family. Seeing that her elder brother is attacking her, she has no choice but to sit down on his lower head and whisper: "Elder brother."

"You still have my big brother in your eyes?" Rong Zhen really hated iron and steel, "Shang Huai gave you some kind of ecstasy drug, and there is no one else when you see him, right? Look at you So, how can we look like our Rong family?"

Rong Mengmeng curled her lips, and retorted in a low voice: "Second Sister is not much better, isn't she the same when she treats Big Brother Lu?"

Rong really wanted to beat this little bastard to death.

Shang Huai laughed when he saw Rong Mengmeng, and he leisurely took out a black wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to him, and said in a warm voice: "The dagger you told me you liked last time, I'll buy it for you Alright, do you still like it?"

"Really?" Rong Mengmeng was pleasantly surprised, and regardless of the elder brother's presence, she quickly took it to check in and saw that golden dagger was lying quietly in the black box. It was well-made and the blade was sharp. like.

"Brother Shanghuai is so kind!"

Rong Mengmeng, a martial idiot, likes to collect these weapons when he has nothing to do. I don't know how many are piled up in the room, but he still loves one when he sees one.Seeing that he liked him, Shang Huai's eyes were tender, and he looked at Rong Mengmeng with his chin propped up, as if he was looking at his wife.

"Hey." Rong Zhen really wanted to say a few more mean words, and after thinking about how he was still single, he had no position to speak from any angle, so he said sourly: "It's useless to please you, This little idiot in our family only has martial arts in his mind, and you are afraid that you can only talk to cattle and give them away for nothing."

"What does it matter." Shang Huai smiled and raised his hand to straighten the ponytail of Rong Mengmeng who was still watching the dagger, and said indifferently: "Mengmeng is very good like this."

Damn, I want to beat him to death and throw him out.

Rong really didn't want to admit that she was jealous.

Shang Huai looked at Rong Mengmeng for a while, then turned to Rong Zhenzhen and said, "I heard that people from the Devil's Cult have started to come out recently?"

"What do you, a businessman, care so much about martial arts? Let's do your business." Rong Zhen really didn't want to mention this matter, since none of his subordinates have found out a clue so far, it is inevitable that he is a little upset.

Shang Huai has been friends with him for many years, so he naturally understands what kind of person he is, "I passed by a few towns on the way back from the capital, and saw many beggars begging on the side of the road. What a world of difference."

"Why, didn't you show kindness to help one or two?" Rong Zhenzhen looked at him coldly, "But I guess you don't have such a conscience."

Shang Huai smirked, and said indifferently: "When will it be the turn of us merchants to do relief? The imperial court pretended not to see it, so why do we, the breadwinners, want us to spend money in vain?"

Although Rong Zhenzhen really wanted to scold him, he also knew that Shang Huai was right.The overall environment of the era he lived in was actually not very good. Don’t look at Wancheng, which seems very prosperous, but in fact, after leaving Wancheng and walking south for a few days, you can see how dilapidated the towns along the way are. Every time he passed by there, he would unknowingly spend all the money on his body, but he still couldn't help more people.

Today's imperial court is weak, incompetent, and corruption is prevalent. Those noble children in Beijing are not good at governing the world, but they are eager to fight for power and profit. No one cares about the people outside the city. There was just a flood last year, and the imperial court only sent a few officials to symbolize Sexual condolences and inspections for a month, some salaries and money relief that did not work at all, but still being exploited by officials.

That year, if Rong Zhenzhen hadn't led all the martial arts people to the front line to rescue and relieve disasters, it would be impossible to count on the court, and the dead would probably fill a city.

"You know those people in Beijing, their hearts are a hundred times dirtier than mine." Shang Huai said casually, "I just want to get rich, but those people want human lives."

"Nowadays, the prestige of the imperial court is declining, and the common people are struggling to survive, but the people of the martial arts are highly respected, especially the eight major sects, all of which have a foundation and background, and you are a strong leader. Now the martial arts sects are united and thriving. You Do you think... the people above can sit still?"

"You haven't read the ending of the hero in Liangshan, have you?"

Shang Huai's words are really not surprising, and he is not really stupid, how can he not know the truth of shooting the first bird.The current dynasty seems to be on the verge of swaying, let alone foreign troubles, internal troubles are even greater.If he is the emperor, how can he allow the power of Jianghu to grow?In case one day they join forces to rebel, there will be a large number of masters from the eight sects, and with the support of the common people, won't it be easy to change the dynasty?

But what can he do?When he took over the position of leader, the entire martial arts world had already been targeted by the royal family. His uncle had worked diligently and diligently over the years, and the various sects were still very friendly. I am not afraid of your renunciation, but I am afraid of your unity.

He originally wanted to live a low-key life, so he took everyone to pretend to be ostriches, but the flood last year made him unable to sit still. A large number of refugees flooded into Wancheng, and the parents and officials of Wancheng blocked the city gate to prevent people from entering. , and threw oil drums with fire in an attempt to burn those poor refugees to death. As a modern person with a moral conscience, Rong Zhenzhen could not sit idly by.

Later, he led people to open the gate of the city, distributed heroic posts to solicit donations, and personally led people to rescue the disaster. All these actions have made the court dissatisfied.

"We are not Water Margin, and I am not Song Jiang." Rong Zhenzhen leaned back in his chair slowly, unable to hear any emotion in his tone, "I really have no intention of going against anyone, but the court wants to move Lao Tzu It's not that easy for people."

Shang Huai could hear the imperceptible cruelty in his words, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Didn't you say that you will run away sooner or later? How does it sound, you are doing well as the leader?"

"I want you to take care of it." Rong Zhenzhen impatiently yelled at him, "What do I want you to interrupt?"

Shang Huai smiled lightly and said, "I didn't want to mind your business, I just wanted to tell you... When I left Beijing, my eyeliner told me that King Yu left the city a month ago."

"Fish king?" Rong Zhenzhen rested his chin on one hand, "He is the fish king who is said to be a young talent? He is not busy competing with his brothers for the throne in the capital, what is he doing out here?"

"What do you think?" Shang Huai looked at him meaningfully, "Although my informant didn't find out about his movements, you should also be able to guess his movements."

Rong really narrowed his eyes.

This is really troublesome, if you are bitten by someone from the imperial court, your skin will peel off even if you don't die.

Forget it, or else I'd better pack up my things and take my siblings and A Ruan to run overnight.