Among the prefecture yamen, Nie Wendong, which was rare in the past, sat in a side wing and played chess with others.
Since Xu Wenji came to Qingzhou, he has never been to the Taoist temple he built in the downtown area, but he has only dressed in Taoist robe but never left his body.
He is very good-looking. If he doesn't know the truth, he really thinks he is a Taoist practitioner.
The person who plays with him has a jade face. Although he is old, he has a great spirit of a great scholar who is well-read in poetry and books. His face is light and smiles easily make people feel good.
Under the faint musk, several pretty girls knelt on the side to serve.
"Brother Chu seems to be absent-minded?"
Nie Wendong played with Heizi and looked at the person sitting opposite him lightly.
He has three good things, beauties, practice Taoism and chess, but there are not many people in Qingzhou who are qualified to play chess with him.
The head of the Chu family sitting opposite is considered one.
"Brother Nie is really calm, but Mr. Chu is not so kind."
Chu Xuan smiled and fell into a son, as if sighing:
"Xu Wenji pressed forward step by step. The granary matter had already cheated us 180,000 stones of grain. He also used the excuse of refugees asking us to give up 40,000 acres of fertile land. He really thought we were claymen..."
"Brother Chu's family is a big business, but he still cares about some grain fields?"
Nie Wendong didn't care.
He knew some of the Chu family’s family’s family’s background. Not to mention the shops, gold and silver, the best fertile land alone is no less than ten thousand hectares, but this is just the best fertile land.
For 40,000 acres, although they were fleshy, they were just fleshy pain, and were far from the point of injury.
"Just?"
Chu Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"After all, it is the foundation that our ancestors have accumulated hard. If Brother Nie needs it, Chu will give it to him without saying a word. How can I bear it if I give these lowly mud legs?"
As he said that, he paused slightly:
"It would be fine if it was just like this, but if he kept repeating and repeated, no matter how big the family business was, I would be eaten up..."
“That’s true.”
Nie Wendong nodded, and casually left a son. He pretended to be careless about Chu Xuan's last time asking for Xu Wenji.
"I can't hide it from Brother Nie. That time, I was representing the Qingzhou gentry family to seek peace and give in. We are willing to offer 300,000 taels of gold, one million taels of silver, and one hundred thousand acres of fertile land in order to make him proud..."
Chu Xuan followed suit and did not hide it. He told him about the last time he asked for a meeting.
"300,000 taels of gold, one million taels of silver, and one hundred thousand mu of fertile land..."
Although I already knew it, Nie Wendong was still a little surprised when he heard Chu Xuan say it himself: "Brother Chu is really a big family and a big business..."
He knew that the four great masters had been deeply engaged in Qingzhou for many years and had a huge fortune.
But it still surprised him that they were willing to give up such a price. Even if the four major families have great business, this price will be a big deal.
After all, their family has a huge fortune and many people can support them.
"He refused?"
After being shocked, Nie Wendong sighed a little.
If it were him, he would have been moved no matter how much he was, but he knew that Chu Xuan was driven out.
“Rejected.”
Chu Xuan's eyes were filled with haze:
"He proposed a condition that we would never agree to. He wanted to count our furniture, and even check the household registration and land..."
Check household registration.
Nie Wendong's eyes condensed, and then he was stunned:
"If this is the case, it is indeed impossible to agree."
It’s okay if the family property is there, how can the slaves see the light?
The families in Qingzhou have become popular with raising slaves. The smaller gentry all raise a large number of people, not to mention the four masters.
Compared to gold and silver, these are the things that can kill them.
"Why is it so difficult to live a peaceful life?"
Chu Xuan sighed:
"The Jilong Mountain that should be killed attracted Xu Wenji. It really made me feel like a big fight. I can't kill or avoid it. It's so uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable!"
“Jilongshan…”
When talking about this name, Nie Wendong felt his throat itchy and couldn't help coughing out a mouthful of thick phlegm and into the "sprayon" kneeling beside him.
"Even if you cut him into pieces, you will not be able to relieve my official hatred!"
Nie Wendong's face turned pale, and with his cunning, he was also in a state of expression at this time.
In his life, when he was young, his family took care of a famous state, and when he was young, he entered the house and guarded his side. The friends he made were mostly from the Qingliu and aristocratic families.
When learning literature, you can parade on horseback.
Learning martial arts is also a top-notch person.
Everything you ask for is as you wish, and it is only planted on the slave who devours the master.
"Sir, don't be angry. Although we have a rift with Xu Wenji, we will definitely make efforts to prevent the master-eating slave from being free from justice."
Chu Xuan smiled in his eyes, but his expression was solemn.
He naturally knew very well about the grudges and hatreds between Jilongshan and Nie Wendong.
This famous Changliu Dagang was just a lost scholar many years ago. Although he was not considered a vain, he was quite different.
But later, somehow, he joined Nie Wendong's sect and became a disciple to serve him in exchange for money to practice martial arts.
This person failed to achieve human knowledge, but his talent in martial arts was first-class. He had made his mark in Qingzhou in just a few years and had caught the eye of Nie Wendong.
But who knew that Ji Longshan was attracted to Nie Wendong's daughter, and somehow, she was discovered by Nie Wendong.
The result is self-evident.
The battle between them was naturally extremely complicated, but in the end, Nie Wendong killed his biological daughter by his palm, Ji Longshan went crazy and injured the former, and turned out from Qingzhou and fled to Changliu.
"Nie lost his composure..."
Nie Wendong threw the chess piece, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air:
"Even if you are dissatisfied with Xu Wenji, please bear with it for a while, and wait until you are destroyed for a long time and kill the master-eating slave."
"Brother Nie, don't worry, we are the same on this point."
Chu Xuan calmed down and nodded, but asked curiously:
"I'm just curious. What can Jilongshan get to this point in a short time?"
Swish!
Nie Wendong opened his eyes and looked cold:
"Didn't Brother Chu guess it?"
"A mere slave, who is so lucky..."
Chu Xuan knew what he wanted.
"If virtue does not match the position, there will be disaster. How can a mud leg hold on to such good fortune?"
Nie Wendong sneered.
A notification came from outside:
"Sir, Lord Xu asks you to gather all the gentry to discuss matters!"
"Let's go and talk back."
Nie Wendong casually sent the yamen runners who were rumored outside the door, looked at Chu Xuan, and had a smile on his face:
"When we leave this Qingzhou Prefecture City, the blank documents are just blank documents and there is no one under our command. After all, we will have the final say."
"I'm afraid it's not that simple..."
Chu Xuan shook his head:
"Xu Wenji's disciples and former officials are everywhere. If he says he has no one to be here, I'm afraid..."
"I have never been idle these days."
Nie Wendong pulled out a thick stack of letters, sneering:
"Most of his disciples and former officials are on the top. According to the information, they did not move. Even Wang Muzhi, who was close to Longyuan Dao City, had no time to take care of him because he wanted to assist the little prince to take office."
Chu Xuan's eyes moved slightly.
"Maybe someone clings to you, but except for the old servant, the rest are insignificant."
Nie Wendong's expression was faint:
"The six door boys who were stirring up the wind and rain in Mulin Mansion were probably the most outstanding among those who cling to him.
But after all, it's just one,
Little person.”
...
...
In the night, a bird like a harrier eagle fell through the clouds, chasing along the Dasha River, and finally landed on another big ship with the "Lin" flag.
Flutter ~
When the bird similar to a harrier eagle was released, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and his eyes lit up:
"After procrastinating for so long, I finally made a move!"
Yu Changjing, who was alarmed by the sound of birds, immediately left the cabin. Seeing Lin Feng's actions, he also guessed something:
"But that happened to Xu Wenji's bandit suppression?"
The aristocratic families also have their own unique news channels.
Every few months, Lin Feng would receive the family's letter eagle, with all kinds of information. Of course, there were mostly major events about the family and Qingzhou.
This is far beyond comparison to Bai Longxuan.
"good."
After venting internal energy, Lin Feng shattered the letter, and did not hide it, his expression was quite excited:
"It's our turn to become famous..."
The name of the Lin family’s son is only one person in each generation, but this should have been the title of the direct line, but was snatched away by a side line. Lin Feng didn’t say it, but he never forgot it in his heart.
He aims to be a young master, and the first thing he needs to do is to become famous.
Xu Wenji suppressed the bandits for a long time, and he had been waiting for a long time.
"Brother Lin is about to come to his name, but he will be famous in Qingzhou, no, Long Yuan."
Yu Changjing complimented.
He also had a lot of interest in this matter, but in this battle, there must be many masters, and even the fourth young master of Qingzhou might appear.
Not to mention him, even Lin Feng may not have the chance to make a comeback.
"By the way, this letter mentions your Bai Longxuan."
Lin Feng seemed to remember something and looked at Yu Changjing playfully.
The latter was slightly stunned:
“Character us?”
"There is a saying that your little white dragon, Bai Longxuan, was trapped in Mulin Mansion, the murderer, Yang Yu. I wonder what your Bai Longxuan will react."
Lin Feng observed Yu Changjing's expression.
"Lu Wanliu..."
Yu Changjing seemed a little surprised, but seemed to have expected it:
"With the skills of Yang Yu, Lu Wanliu's death, it is not surprising. As for the reactions in the door, I don't know, but I probably can't afford to offend the Six Doors..."
He was a little self-deprecating.
With his back to the court, where can Bai Longxuan provoke the power of the Six Gates?
"The court."
Lin Feng was also a little silent.
The imperial court is an insurmountable mountain. Even a large sect like Lanke Temple, Hanging Mountain, and Zhujian Villa must bow its head and be a human being?
"Dingyang seems not far away."
After not long after silence, Yu Changjing bowed and said, looking at the lights visible on both sides of the straits, he said:
"Brother Lin, it's time to part."
"There will be a period later."
Lin Feng didn't try to keep him, so he put down a black-sailed boat, watching the long mirror and the others left, with a funny expression:
"Bailongxuan, haha..."
Huh ~
The night wind is very high, and the black-sailed boat goes with the waves.
Yu Changjing stood at the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, looking at the lights on both sides of the shore, and suddenly smiled:
"This idiot is dead after all."
"Senior Brother Yu, you asked us to delay the sect's transmission of letters. This step is so clever. Lu Wanliu, this idiot, is really dead."
Someone compliments.
"Don't say this again in the future."
Yu Changjing's smile was restrained and his expression became indifferent:
"If there is any leakage, you know the consequences."
"I understand."
The rest of them were all in their hearts.
The most talented two people in Bailongxuan’s contemporary era are Lu Wanliu and Yu Changjing. These two are both the most favorable candidates to compete for the position of the sect leader.
Lu Wanliu died, and Yu Changjing was almost the next sect leader.
This is very important.
"If I am the leader of the sect, you can all take the important positions in the sect. Even if it is the power of the white dragon's palm, you can let it take it yourself!"
Seeing everyone's sincere words, Yu Changjing's face smiled.
The other people naturally expressed their loyalty.
"Senior brother, are we going back to the door now?"
"No."
Yu Chang put force under his temples, and the black-sailed boat broke through the waves:
Chapter completed!