Chapter 219 Friends

"Have you heard? The imperial court has also come to an end. A large number of masters from the three inner court divisions have poured into Jingxiang, and they are encircling and suppressing the Five Poison Sect members from prefecture to prefecture and county to county..."

"I heard that my seventh uncle is the head of the Yueyang Juque Sect. He sent letters repeatedly to invite me back, saying that the court offered me a big price!"

"Yo? Brother Li is actually the great-nephew of the 'Creator of Mountains and Lands' Head Ding. How disrespectful!"

"Have a laugh..."

The New Year is over, and the salted fish who went home to celebrate the New Year also return to the inn in twos and threes. The dozens of salted fish gather together in the inn lively, drinking tea, blowing water, rubbing hemp and bickering, and are full of happiness every moment. breath.

Yang Ge sat behind the counter, holding a small teapot with a crooked mouth, cracking melon seeds, sipping tea, and eating melons with great interest, knowing everything about the world without leaving home.

At the right time, Flea rubbed his hands and came forward, sneered and whispered: "Second Master, have you heard?"

Yang Ge tossed the melon seed peels and asked casually: "What did you hear?"

Flea lowered her eyebrows and said softly: "The old master of Lianlianwu may be in trouble..."

Yang Ge paused while eating the melon seeds, immediately put down the melon seeds in his hand, frowned and said, "Where did you hear that?"

The flea slowly said: "Second Master, a Jinfanwu has recently appeared on the Jianghuai side. The leader is named Zhuang Chu. Behind him are seven major Jiangdong aristocratic families. Recently, many strongholds of Lianlianwu have been secretly removed. The young master of Lianlianwu is Li Jincheng. He led others to argue, but was beaten back. The one who took action was Xie Yanping, the left guardian of the Zhengqi Alliance, the 'Iron Pen Judge'. It was speculated in the building that the old master of Lianlianwu might die soon..."

"Just wait a moment."

Yang Ge muttered the name 'Zhuang Chu' in a low voice, always feeling that it sounded familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had heard it before, so he asked instead: "Isn't Jiangdong one of the eight great families?"

Flea nodded: "The Xiang family has no involvement in this matter."

Yang Ge frowned slightly: "Then why did the Righteous Alliance reach out to Jianghuai again? Isn't the territory of the Righteous Alliance not in Shandong?"

Flea then nodded: "'Tie Pen Judge' Xie Yanping claimed to be from the Taihu Bagua Sect, but there are records in the building that this person was from the Xie family in Kuaiji."

Yang Ge's eyes flickered for a moment, and he nodded: "I understand... thank you for this!"

Flea smiled and clasped his hands and said: "Second Master, you are out of sight now. If there is anything you can't figure out in the future, just ask me. It can take as little as one day or as long as six days, and there will be results!"

Yang Ge said "Oh" in a long tone and said with a smile: "I understand, your building outside the building sent you to deal with me, right?"

Flea was startled and said quickly: "Second Master, you know me. I am not very timid even though I am a child. Please don't scare me..."

Yang Ge smiled and said: "One thing is another thing, I will remember your affection. If you dare to act recklessly again, I will punish you when I should. If you don't want to be exploited, just be honest." Don’t give me any trouble!”

Flea swallowed secretly, forced a smile and said: "I will listen to you, we promise not to mess around again."

Yang Ge waved his hand: "Okay, go and have fun!"

Flea: "Hey, I'm going to go then. If you need anything, please call me!"

He turned around and returned to the mahjong table as if he was running away. He sat down and picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp...

Yang Ge grabbed a few melon seeds again, then turned to the backyard and shouted, "Miaomiao, where are you, Miaomiao?"

"Hey, here it comes!"

Zhao Yun rushed out of the backyard like a gust of wind, his lips were oily, and he didn't know what he was eating in the kitchen.

Yang Ge felt that putting this thing in the kitchen was like putting a mouse in a rice vat!

"You watch the store."

He put down the teapot with a crooked mouth, turned around and walked out from behind the counter: "I'm going out."

Zhao Yu nodded: "Don't worry, I'm in the store!"

Yang Ge:......

…

The construction site for Luting's city expansion has already extended to the Bianhe River Wharf.

A large number of construction workers who were cutting and transporting stone slabs mingled with the merchants coming and going from the dock. The crowds were crowded and crowded, and it already had the atmosphere of a prefectural city.

Yang Ge walked around the pier several times before finding Wu Eryong who was patrolling the pier with someone.

"Second Master? Why are you here!"

Seeing Yang Ge, Wu Eryong hurriedly came up to greet him and said, "If you have anything to do, just send someone to say hello. How can I ask you to come here in person?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Yang Ge raised his chin: "Find a quieter place and have a chat."

"Eh."

Wu Eryong hurriedly turned sideways and made a "please" gesture: "Please come with me..."

The two of them walked into a fairly neat little courtyard next to the pier.

As soon as Wu Eryong entered the door, he shouted loudly: "Laixi, hurry up and brew a pot of Longjing that I brought from home after the New Year. Laifu, hurry up and prepare a table of food and wine in the city..."

"okay!"

Yang Ge interrupted him: "Just make a pot of tea, don't bother!"

"Why……"

Wu Eryong agreed while secretly winking at the two men who came out.

When the two men saw this, they nodded and retreated submissively. Yang Ge was thinking about something and didn't notice this.

"I ask you……"

As soon as the two entered the main room, Yang Ge said straight to the point: "Has your Lianlianwu been in trouble recently?"

Wu Eryong was startled, then came back to his senses and smiled instinctively: "No, Wuli is doing very well recently. Thanks to your great blessing, the subordinate gangs are making a lot of money every day..."

"Pretend, keep pretending with me!"

Yang Ge straightened his face: "If I don't know anything, I'll ask you? What's going on at Jinfanwu?"

It was on the way here that he suddenly remembered that during the Chinese New Year, this guy put down his New Year's goods and hurried back to Lianlianwu without even drinking.

Wu Eryong suddenly realized: "Oh, you are talking about those people who don't know whether to live or die? Harmful, who among the gangsters doesn't have ten or eight enemies? Our Lianlianwu family has a great cause and a big tree, so how many enemies are normal? , don’t worry, we’ll make it right..."

Yang Ge asked abruptly: "Has Li Jincheng said hello to you?"

Wu Eryong shook his head like a rattle without thinking: "No, no, I don't understand what you are talking about..."

Yang Ge smiled, stood up and said, "Okay, since you don't regard me as a friend, I won't say much. You can do whatever you like!"

He turned around and walked out. Wu Eryong hurriedly caught up with him, clasped his hands and said: "Second Master, our young master didn't mean that. He thought that a person like you, who is not from the world, is still getting dirty over trivial things like this for our family." Hands, you are giving too much face to those short-lived people, and it is an insult to your identity for nothing!"

Yang Ge stopped and turned to look at him: "Didn't you just say that Li Jincheng didn't say hello to you?"

"this……"

Wu Eryong smiled sarcastically and said weakly: "I remember it wrong, I remembered it wrong."

At the right time, someone brought two bowls of tea in. Yang Ge took one bowl smoothly, held it in his hand, turned around, and sat down in the auditorium without saying a word.

Seeing this, Wu Eryong quickly took the remaining bowl, waved his hand to the men delivering the tea and said, "Go out and guard the door. No one is allowed in."

Finally, he also held the tea bowl, turned back to the hall, and carefully sat down with Yang Ge.

Yang Ge slowly moved the tureen and said softly: "Tell me what's going on."

Wu Eryong forced a smile and said: "It's just... it's just that. It's not like you don't know everything about the rivers and lakes. It's not that a fierce dragon can't cross the river, or a strong dragon can't suppress a snake..."

Yang Ge couldn't help but laugh and said: "You still listen to your young master!"

Wu Eryong smiled and did not dare to talk.

Yang Ge: "Okay, do you think I'm too careless to care about your nonsense? I came here to ask how Uncle Li's body is doing? Someone told me that Uncle Li can't hold on any longer. In the end? Is this happening?"

"This...that..."

Wu Eryong couldn't hold his tongue straight, and he was so anxious that he was sweating.

Yang Ge straightened his face and suddenly raised his voice: "Speak!"

Wu Eryong was so excited that he lost his voice and said, "The old boss can't hold on any longer!"

"call……"

Yang Ge exhaled softly, put the tea bowl in his hand on the table beside him, and said helplessly: "You really don't treat me as a friend!"

Wu Eryong said quickly: "Second Master, our young master does not mean this, but we really feel that such a trivial matter is not worth bothering you... Our old master also said that everyone has his own destiny. This is his fate, and he believes that he cannot continue the grudges of the previous generation endlessly. "

Yang Ge: "So? Are you going to not tell me even Uncle Li's funeral? Are there any friends who do this?"

Wu Eryong was speechless.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense!"

Yang Ge stood up and said: "I'll go back and settle down at home. Tomorrow morning, you take me to your chain dock!"

Wu Eryong stood up: "Ah...this...I..."

Yang Ge stepped out and said, "You bastard, if you dare to push Lai Lai again, I'll beat you first, and then I'll beat your young master!"

Wu Eryong said quickly: "Yes, yes, you don't talk too much, don't talk too much, hey, second master, eat before you leave!"

Yang Ge: "Eat your sister!"

Wu Eryong: "Here, come quickly and pick up my sister..."

Yang Ge paused, turned around, rolled up his sleeves and strode towards Wu Eryong: "I see, you are itchy today!"

Wu Eryong hugged his head and ran away: "Second Master, please spare your life..."

…

The chief rudder of the chain dock.

Li Jincheng was dressed in mourning and knelt in front of his father Li Changjiang's soul with empty eyes, mechanically burning paper money.

At the right time, a deacon from Lianhuanwu quickly stepped inside. After fixing himself and holding the palm of his hand three times, he took a step forward and whispered in Li Jincheng's ear: "Young Master, come to Fenshui Village to report that Jinfanwu will attack Fenshui Village early in the morning. Wang Zhai leader was unable to defeat the four-handed opponent with his two fists, and was captured by Jinfanwu..."

When Li Jincheng heard this, veins popped up in the palm of his hand that was holding the paper money. After a while, he whispered softly: "Order the men in each village to give up the separate villages, return to the main helm first, and guard the gates!"

"yes!"

The deacon of Lianlianwu responded, moved his steps for two steps, and then stepped forward unbearably and whispered: "Young master, you have to cheer up, the brothers are waiting for you to take them back, old master Don’t let your hard work go to waste like this!”

Li Jincheng lowered his head: "I'm fine, everything... will wait until the old boss is laid to rest!"

"Why!"

The deacon of Lianlianwu quickly stepped back in response. After walking a long distance, he once again looked back at the lonely figure in the mourning hall, and suddenly let out a long sigh.

In the mourning hall, Li Jincheng raised his head and stared intently at the coffin in front of him. Suddenly, the painful screams of his old father's dissipation sounded in his ears, and tears suddenly burst into tears...

His father is dying a long time ago.

But he struggled to suppress the backlash of his internal injuries, counting the days until the last moment before giving up.

Someone once said that the pain of losing power is like using a red-hot steel knife to scrape every inch of flesh and bones in the body.

He didn't have to suffer this pain, he could have lost his power bit by bit earlier.

But until he died, he still regretted not being able to help him one last time.

He died without closing his eyes...

"My son is not good enough!"

Li Jincheng knocked his head heavily on the ground, crying and whispering: "I feel ashamed of my father's kindness in raising me."

A breeze rushed into the mourning hall, swaying the long-burning lamp in front of the coffin.

...

The next morning, Yang Ge picked up the screaming Wu Eryong, went south along the river, and flew to the Lianhuanwu Headquarters.

At noon, the two successfully arrived at the Lianhuanwu Headquarters in Taihu Lake.

Before landing, Yang Ge saw spirit flags and paper money everywhere in the water fort below. There were also a large number of ships distributed around the lake island where the water fort was located, surrounding the entire island.

Yang Ge frowned: "Didn't you say that your old master is just about to collapse?"

Wu Eryong, who had been in the cold wind all the way, was in a state of confusion when he looked at the spirit banners and paper money below: "Yes, I received a letter from home three days ago, and they only asked me to guard the Luting Wharf..."

"Hey!"

Yang Ge sighed lightly and quickly fell to the center of the water fort with Wu Eryong.

"Who is it?"

"It's too much, brothers, pick up knives and fight them..."

As soon as Yang Ge landed, countless roars of grief and anger sounded around him. In an instant, countless strong men with messy clothes holding various weapons rushed out from all directions.

Seeing this, Wu Eryong hurriedly stretched out his hand and shouted: "Wait, we are one, I am Wu Eryong, this is Yang Erlang Erye!"

"Erye?"

Hearing this name, many strong men slowed down their pace and looked at Yang Ge with half-belief and half-doubt.

Several Lianhuanwu masters who had followed Yang Ge to Japan came out of the crowd and came forward with clasped fists and saluted: "Second Master, you are here!"

Yang Ge nodded to them expressionlessly, turned his head to identify the direction, and walked towards the direction of the mourning hall.

The crowded crowd parted in front of him like a wave as he walked forward, and Li Jincheng, who rushed out after hearing the news, saw Yang Ge at a glance.

The moment he saw Yang Ge, his eyes turned red, but he still forced a smile and came forward to clasp his fists and saluted, calling softly: "Second Brother..."

"Pah."

Yang Ge knocked him to the ground with an expressionless slap, and walked past him without looking back: "I will settle the score with you later!"

He strode to the door of the mourning hall, took off the Lengyue sword on his back, inserted it into the bluestone slab with the sheath, then solemnly sorted out his clothes, walked slowly into the mourning hall, and knelt in front of Li Changjiang's spirit tablet to pay his respects.

Seeing this, Li Jincheng struggled to get up and rushed into the mourning hall, kneeling in front of the coffin.

Yang Ge bowed.

He returned the greeting.

Seeing this, Wu Eryong kicked the figure dressed as the master of ceremonies to the ground and cursed: "Are your eyes meant to vent your anger?"

He ran to the mourning hall and shouted at the top of his voice: "Lu Tinghou, 'Xiansheng Zhenjun' Yang Erlang, come... family members to return the greetings!"

The hoarse voice was heard from a long distance.

The ships surrounding the Lianhuan Dock were in a commotion when they heard the shout.

At the same time, two more shouts came from afar: "Yang Laoer, you are farther away than us brothers, how come you are earlier than us?"

The voice came quickly from far away, and when the voice fell, Yang Tiansheng, who was wearing a sword, and Xiang Wudi, who was carrying a gun, climbed over the wall of the water fort and rushed in at the same time.

Seeing this, Wu Eryong in front of the mourning hall immediately shouted at the top of his lungs: "The leader of the Qingmu Hall of the Ming Cult, Yang Tiansheng, the 'Sunrise Sword', is here!"

"The 'Gun Master', Xiang Wudi, the 'Overlord Spear', is here!"

Two more chapters tomorrow~