Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 44 The next Zhu Fengguo
After such a incident, Song Qingshu didn't have the heart to open the store today, and Zhang Xianzhong came to find him early, so he simply handed over the cleaning task to Caiwei, and Scarface closed the shop early, ready to go out.

They were kicked out even before they finished eating, Huizhou businessman Xie Liuyan and the wealthy businessman from Bashu, the fat green man Wang Hao, made them feel a little unhappy.

Especially Wang Hao, the Sichuan people's willingness to eat spicy food is really reflected in him. Qu Botao named the spicy duck head as worrying about the country and the people. Tears were about to flow out, as if he was worried about the country. This fat man was full of hot oil and sweat, and his brocade robe was soaked. The local tyrant kept muttering about hammers and immoral rigidity in his mouth.

But Qu Botao was the host, he got up and came out without making a sound, and the two of them couldn't say anything, so they had to follow.

The relationship between people is really unpredictable. A while ago, Song Qingshu and others begged Qu Botao, a rich man, to invest. Qu Botao is a serious businessman who only seeks profit. Seeing that Song Qingshu offended the local tyrant Fengguo Lieutenant Zhu Cunbiao , felt that the shop was out of business, and went out humming, who knew that the situation would change after a few days, Zhu Cunbiao had completely become a thing of the past, no one saw him again, and the gang of beggars who had been rampant for a while also dispersed. Suddenly, that silly image of Song Qingshu became mysterious in Qu Botao's heart.

Whether it was Song Qingshu who killed Zhu Cunbiao like a desperado, or there was some other relationship behind it, he is living well and getting better and better. Well, a cloth shop is under the eyes of others. These days, the officials have two mouths, and their food is their businessmen. Qu Botao has to be careful to accompany him this time, and even greets and sees him off when he arrives at the door.

"Hey, Catcher Zhang, little brother Song, go slowly! I'll come back to bother you some other day."

Like Scarface, Zhang Xianzhong, who is accustomed to the world, also despises him, such a disrespectful businessman who flies away on his own when a catastrophe is imminent, and he still ignores him. After all, he is his partner. Song Qingshu bowed his hands and said goodbye to him politely. Said: "Brother Zhang has a business today and needs the cooperation of my younger brother, so I will make more allowances for the inconvenience of entertaining. Another day, my younger brother will serve wine to make amends."

"How dare you dare!"

After bowing to each other, Song Qingshu followed Zhang Xianzhong all the way to the south of the city, watching the four of them off, but Qu Botao showed a pained look on his face, patting his thigh and sighing.

"Looked away!"

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This is already the fifth day after the soul-stirring night of going up to Mount Liang. The few people also went to the Temple of the City God at the invitation of the green fox, and exchanged ideas with each other to prevent future repetitions. After all, this matter involves the clan. It's troublesome to get involved, and besides, they also made fake jade seals and planted Zhu Cunbiao. Although this guy is dead, they still have to speak out. Even the green-haired fox has to lose its head!

The biggest beneficiary of this adventure is Bai Wenxuan, who has grown from a dilapidated Jinyi guard to an officer with a small banner. For this fool who brought him good luck, Wei Wenzhong, a thousand households of Shanxi Jinyiwei, was also very generous and rewarded him. With 100 taels of silver, Bai Wenxuan can be regarded as proud of himself.

But looking at it now, the old beggar Qinghuhuhu seems to have benefited a lot. As an informer, he was also brought into the palace for several days. Court clothes, a simple wooden house was built on the ruins of the City God Temple that was burned by Song Qingshu and the others, and it looked a bit like the beggar's palace. There was also a banquet outside.

Different from the western restaurant that Song Qingshu worked on, the table of Qingfu Fox is an authentic Jianghu cuisine of the Ming Dynasty. People in the Ming Dynasty had a hard time with ducks. In the middle, there are pig offal cut with a layer of white flower oil, hot Shaanxi noodles, and a jar of fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus thick wine.

It's true that people rely on clothes, and the green-haired fox who has changed into a whole body is actually very handsome. Sitting on the edge of the table, he didn't even get up to greet Song Qingshu when he saw the four coming over. He arrogantly waved his hands and told the little beggar who was serving him Said: "Yellow dog, welcome the guests!"

"Masters, this way please!" The unkempt little beggar was quite respectful, trotted over and made a big bow, but saw the blue-haired and big fox sitting cross-legged in front of the table without moving. He once followed Zhu Cunbiao's thugs and stood behind the green fox like a pillar of beggars. Zhang Xianzhong frowned impatiently watching all this.

"Haha, Zhang Butou, Bai Xiaoqi, and this idiot brother, don't come here without any harm!" Seeing Song Qingshu walk in, his messy and stubbled mouth grinned, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth. Song Qingshu forgot the sense of fear that Song Qingshu had left for him, and the green-haired fox greeted him again, pointing to the table like a tenant in his family and saying: "You are welcome, sit down as you please, we are just a matter of business." , How do you say that drama, a hundred years of cultivation to cross the same boat, anyway, that's what it means, this master treats you to a good meal!"

The title of idiot is imposed by force. Every time he hears someone call him that, Song Qingshu feels uncomfortable like a caterpillar crawling on his back. Looking annoyed at the guy who was crying for his father and mother a few days ago, Song Qingshu opened his mouth and thought A few sarcasm, but who knew that Scarface secretly pulled his sleeve, looked sideways, Zhang Xianzhong, the yellow-faced tiger, sat cross-legged in front of the low table without saying a word, next to the green-haired fox, obviously feeling Seeing that something was wrong, Song Qingshu swallowed his words, and sat down without looking.

Zhang Xianzhong sat on the right side of the square table of the green-legged fox, Bai Wenxuan sat on the left, Song Qingshu and Scar face sat opposite, the four of them took their seats anyway, really proud of themselves, as soon as they sat down, the green-legged fox laughed and patted He touched Zhang Xianzhong's shoulder and said.

"Catcher Zhang, Tiger Zhang! It's really thanks to you that you got rid of that old bastard Zhu Cunbiao. Now, Nai Gong and I have been registered by the Qin Palace and become the head of the clan in Nancheng. Everything is also thanks to your brother. Come on!" , Let’s have a drink!”

Poured a glass of green sweet-scented osmanthus thick wine, and pushed it in front of Zhang Xianzhong like a reward. The blue-haired fox said with a big face. After hearing this, Song Qingshu finally understood. No wonder this guy is so entrusted with his feelings. The clan's lofty attitude is really disgusting.

But what is surprising today is that Zhang Xianzhong, a hot-tempered tiger, is rarely able to hold his breath. This guy pretends so much that he can't hold back from swearing. Passing the jug, he poured a glass for Song Qingshu's scarred face, and threw the jug to Bai Wenxuan while the green-knuckle fox looked ugly. Then he leaned half his body on the table, and turned to ask the green-knuckle fox.

"Old beggar, what happened? Is that bastard Zhu Cunbiao dead? What's the attitude of Qin Palace?"

When the old beggar was mentioned, the blue-haired fox's face was obviously ugly, but then it turned into a little fear, paused, and then replied: "I was beaten to death as soon as I entered the mansion, and Mr. An , such a majestic eunuch pulled off his clothes and pushed them down, and he was beaten to death even if he said he was beaten, the blood was all over the ground!"

"Our business hasn't been leaked, has it?"

At the mention of this, the green-haired fox's old face immediately showed excitement again, pointing at Song Qingshu's face and laughing, he said: "Fortunately, this fool is smart, he cut off Zhu Cunbiao's murderous tongue, and entered the mansion. The man gestured and wanted to drag us into the water, but the public prosecutor in charge of hearing the case got angry and slapped him on the face with a slap, and it was shot in the court, and then a dozen guards of the palace moved the slap and beat him to death alive Already!"

"This time the old man has developed! After the prince knew that the old man saved his life, I favored the old man very much. I personally brought up the genealogy and handed over the clan in the south of the city to the old man for me to take care of!"

Didn't the original Zhu Cunbiao rely on his clan status and the government didn't dare to investigate, so did he get mixed up step by step?The green-haired fox seemed to have vaguely noticed that he was as majestic as Zhu Cunbiao, and when the wind was like rain, he patted Zhang Xianzhong on the shoulder proudly and shouted: "From now on, the Nancheng area will still follow the old rules. Send someone down to collect the share money, if anyone who is not open-minded does not pay, then the beggar will not be able to let him come to the door, Zhang Zhang, you just turn a blind eye and close your eyes, and the share money will be sent every month , and you fool, this time you have made a great contribution, you don’t have to pay your share of the money, the butter cakes you make are delicious, just give me seven or eight boxes every month to honor my father!”

That tone of voice was exactly the same as Zhu Cunbiao's part-time job, the green-haired fox really thought he was the boss and gave orders carelessly, Song Qingshu's forehead was throbbing with a sentence that a fool listened to, and he wanted to give this guy a few electric guns.

Song Qingshu didn't notice that after the end of the world, he has changed a lot without knowing it. He used to be dizzy when he was a trainee teacher, but now he is doing business as usual when he shows up in public, without any stage fright. Last time, he killed someone with his own hands. Afterwards, my heart seemed to be even wilder, and I actually had the idea of ​​doing something when I disagreed with each other.

But soon, Song Qingshu found that compared to the old Jianghu, he was still much tender, and the corners of his mouth twitched with the slapping of his shoulders. Zhang Xianzhong almost squeezed out the words between his teeth and asked: "Those things between us, what's the matter?" No one really knows?"

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid, as long as you do things well for me, no one will ever do this..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the green-haired fox lowered his head in disbelief, unknowingly stabbed Zhang Xianzhong, who was getting closer and closer to him, with a knife firmly into his heart, and slammed the handle of the knife sharply. Once again, in the eyes full of fear, Zhang Xianzhong's tiger eyes showed the evil spirit almost as if it were real, and he squeezed out words from between his teeth viciously.

"It would be great if you didn't reveal the trap, and I ask you old beggar to do me a favor again, and that is to keep this secret forever! Only the dead will not leak a word!"

This is the real desperado in the Jianghu. He draws his sword and kills people when he disagrees with him. Seeing Zhang Xianzhong put out his hand and wipe out the mouth of the green fox, the hair on Song Qingshu's back stands on end, and he wants to jump up immediately. He hugged his shoulder next to his scarred face but pressed him back hard.

"Wait! It's okay!"

(End of this chapter)