Practitioner with the World Gate

Chapter 102 Living Maitreya

Outside Yangzhou City, in an ordinary-looking house.

There are many people sitting here.

An old farmer in a coarse sweater, a businessman in silk and satin, a scholar sitting upright, and the knight leader who appeared outside the city that day.

A few scholars are quite special, sitting alone but not talking to each other, as if they formed a natural camp for some special reason.

Everyone either remained silent, or lowered their voices to greet each other.

At this time, a smiling fat man came in from the back hall.

With a kind and kind face, squinting and smiling, he looks like a Maitreya Buddha.

When everyone saw him coming, they didn't dare to trust him, they stood up and saluted one after another: "Big stall!"

The big stall head, nicknamed Living Maitreya, is a legendary figure, the big stall head of the Yangzhou Salt Gang, and one of the speakers of the Jiangnan Road Salt Gang.

This person has always shown others with charity and harmony, but he has been able to manage the Yangzhou Salt Gang so far.

"Okay, okay, let's all sit down and talk." The big head pressed his hand.

After everyone sat down, he also talked nonsense and called a few followers to bring trays to everyone.

All opened the red cloth above, revealing stacks of silver bills, ready-made golden zizi, and fine pearls and jade.

咕咚
I don't know who made a loud saliva swallowing sound.

No wonder he was like this, on the tray in front of him, there were 10 taels of silver bills alone!
This person is one of the scholar gang, or in other words, he is one of the members of the [Master Group, Staff Group], and the person behind it is the lowest rank in terms of official position.

The big stall arched its head, showing a rare look of regret: "When the flowers will wither and the leaves will fall, it will be an honor to work with you."

"The crime of non-war is very helpless, and I hope you don't dislike it."

"Let's get together and stay apart. If there is an opportunity in the future, we might as well continue to cooperate."

Da Taitou was also annoyed in his heart, and said that Hu Laosan would make a mistake to spoil the big event, forcing both sides to end the literary drama early and directly enter the martial arts drama.

But Hu's third son is dead, and his mother-in-law is nowhere to be found. It's meaningless to vent his anger on his three sons at most.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, they really didn't expect the big stall to call someone because of this.

However, since this person has spoken out, they can just accept the money.

The merchant group was the first to strike. After receiving the money, they politely said goodbye and left.

Everyone gets what they need, and the Chamber of Commerce has paid no less than the Salt Gang.

At the risk of beheading, as a result, the investment did not earn ten times or a hundred times the profit.

The next ones were three old peasants in undershirts. Looking carefully, their attire was quite similar to that of Hu Laosan.

At this time, the head of the stall yelled: "The fourth child has saved the third child from the disaster, take an extra share."

Another tray was brought out.

"Oh, thank you, boss."

The salt workshop under the fourth brother was the workshop in Lijia Village, which was taken away by Peng Fei's team, and the last survivor also died in the dungeon.

All the cubs under him are dead, but their family members are still there, and the boss is still thinking about his family members at this time, so it can be said that he is not careless.

When the people were almost gone, the leader of the red scarf thief did not take the property on the tray for a long time.

He seems to have other affairs with the big stall.

"I know what you're asking for. The situation has not settled down yet, so I'm not in a hurry."

Da Taitou spoke suddenly, and listening to his voice-over, it seemed that he still had a back hand.

"Dismissing them is to prevent them from being involved. After all, they are well-managed contacts. Don't get them involved."

The leader of the red scarf thief arched his hands: "The big stall is Gao Yi!"

Hehe, I'm afraid you won't be able to offend this group of people, you don't have the guts to pull them to death!

It's good to get together and get together. In the future, the other party will not be stingy to help when they make a comeback. After all, there is a reason.

If the fish dies and the net breaks, you must be the one who dies first!
The boss looked calm and waved his hand: "I'm missing an adult today, so please come for me, and be sure to deliver the things to this person yourself."

"Three visits are welcome, go three times."

The leader of the red scarf thieves folded his fists and lowered his head: "Just do as you want, I don't know the absent adult"

"Passing salt censor, Guo Zheng and Guo Chengyuan."

"what!"

The leader of the red scarf thief suddenly raised his head.

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Guo Mansion.

Guo Feng went to invite Lu Fan to drink tea but was rejected on the grounds that the recent practice was a little weak and it took time to polish.

That's no excuse, he's been too fast, too smooth, and it's not all good.

When encountering a little difficulty, there is an illusion of 'I can't do it'.

It is better for people to suffer some setbacks and tempers, just like dough, kneading it a few more times in one direction will make it more chewy.

In the end, Guo Feng didn't invite him, and Guo Zheng went to invite Lu Fan himself.

There were people in the drawing room he hadn't usually seen.

Those who showed up were generals, such as Peng Fei, Wu Yuanping and others.

Those who don't show up are naturally the staff.

A hero with three gangs, no matter how conceited Guo Zheng is, he cannot handle government affairs alone.

Seeing that Guo Zheng went to invite Lu Fan in person, Guo Feng couldn't help but slapped his thigh and said to the staff with a smile.

"Ah, Gao Low still called Daochang Lu, and so did the eldest brother. Daochang Lu is about to break through the realm. If he has more strength, I will be more secure when I wait for safety!"

Everyone also laughed kindly, and the slight unhappiness in their hearts dissipated.

Guo Feng is indeed better at observing people's hearts than Guo Zheng.

These are all scholars, and they all have arrogance in their hearts.

After being seated, Guo Zheng briefly introduced the two parties, and while drinking tea, he spoke slowly.

"Everything that happened before, as well as the results we have achieved, have been written down and handed over to the Holy One."

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath, and their hearts were beating wildly.

Don't be scolded, don't be beaten, thank God thank God!

"The Holy Majesty wrote back and said"

Speaking of this, a group of scholars stood up together with Guo Fengqi, folded their hands on the spot and raised their heads slightly.

This is the etiquette for scholars when they face their superiors, and scholars do not need to kneel.

Peng Fei and other warriors got up and half knelt.

If wearing armor, just fold your hands and bow your head.

Only Lu Fan just stood up.

If it wasn't for making it difficult for Guo Zheng, he wouldn't even bother to stand up.

The emperor must be cautious when he comes in person, but this is just one sentence, not too much fanfare.

"Thieves are rampant, punish them!"

Everyone's heart trembled suddenly.

Guo Zheng sighed: "Just this one sentence, everyone go back first, everything is business as usual, and you must not relax in the slightest about the Salt Gang."

This sentence is heavy enough, and it represents many things behind it.

A group of thieves killed the official's mansion at night. If Lu Fan hadn't been there, Guo's mansion would have been bloodbathed that night.

Even if Guo Zheng could bear it, the emperor couldn't bear it!

If you don't make a thunderous counterattack, what will the princes of the court think in the future?What do scholars in the world think?
You know, Guo Zheng is one of the outstanding representatives of scholars in the world!

It's a pity that no one thought that that night was purely a small boss's own idea.

He got hotheaded for a while, and directly let the game between the two sides enter a white heat ahead of schedule.

Therefore, small people also have power that cannot be ignored.

After everyone walked away, Guo Zheng's complexion changed drastically, making him extremely ugly.

"Brother, what a disaster!"

Lu Fan didn't know why.

Guo Zheng sighed, took out a greeting card and handed it over.

When you open it, the first sentence that catches your eyes is: Ji Zhipeng, the head of the Red Scarf Society's Haifeng Hall, was entrusted by the leader of the Yangzhou Salt Gang to worship.

"What courage!" Lu Fan couldn't help but gasped.

The Red Scarf Club is not a legal gang at all, and now it is written that it is entrusted by the leader of the Salt Gang to visit!
Damn, isn't the Dajing world official very authoritative? Why do cats and dogs dare to provoke the imperial court officials!
"Brother." Guo Feng called out.

Lu Fan suddenly raised his head and waved his hand to stop what he was about to say: "It's too late!"

man, here we come.

(End of this chapter)