Lord of the Desert

Chapter 139 Theory
February [-], just after noon.

In the Xiongguang courtyard, five senior members of the Hong family came.

"He sent letters to seven families in all."

Hong Wu stood under the hall with his hands behind his back, pointing to the envelope on the table and said.

Just now this letter has been circulated by everyone.

"The heads of the Hong, Li, Chi, and Cui families, as well as the head of the Whirlpool Gate, Ge."

"In addition, Lord Zheng and Lord Gongsun will also go, so they can be regarded as middlemen."

After finishing these few words, he sat down on the chair and couldn't help but patted the armrest again.

"The letter was only delivered at noon, and it actually made an appointment to have a dinner tonight."

Hong Wu gritted his teeth with hatred.

"It's really deceiving!"

Hong Ming couldn't help agreeing.

It is polite to formally extend the invitation between the big clans at least three days in advance.

In particular, the heads of various families were invited, and each of them must have their own arrangements.

"Uncle Ming, of course he doesn't give face, but who made him Gong Heng?"

Hong Sheng sighed.

"The majestic 'Dark Tide and Dark Sun', the patriarch of the largest clan in Tongguang, in terms of reality and power, is one of the strongest in the western cities of Liangzhou."

"Asheng, you think highly of them."

Hong Ming said in disdain.

"Gong Heng himself is the peak of congenital, I am afraid that a single slap can kill you, Uncle Ming, and me. I have nothing to say."

"But the life of the Gong family may be difficult now!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the teacup on the low table, poured the soup and leaves into his mouth, and began to chew.

"There are news from several channels. The current flow of the Gong family is very tight. It has been several months that they have only been in and out."

"The Gong family has accumulated a lot of goods, and there is no place to sell them. They have to go to the chamber of commerce to borrow money."

"It's no secret at Tongguang."

Hong Sheng was a little surprised, he didn't expect the Gong family to be in such a predicament.

"Your Uncle Ming is right."

Hong Wu agreed.

"I reckon that if it wasn't for this, Gong Heng wouldn't be so hard-pressed."

"Think about how fast the Quan family and the Lu family ran after you and Hong Fan defeated the three martial arts seeds of the Gong family."

He folded his arms and said.

"The situation of the Gong family is conceivable."

Hong Li said.

"Ever since Huaiyang King and Guan, he has become more and more extravagant and extravagant in the past few years. You all know this."

"I heard that this year there is a new reason, to buy a 'Mahayana' to patrol the whole territory, and let every city put out programs and congratulatory ceremonies."

"Having been tossed about by such an idiot for so many years, the Huaiyang Kingdom is full of fugitives, and their taxes have been discounted by several percent."

"Last year alone, there were three waves of assassins trying to take his head."

Hearing this, everyone was silent.

"Hey, after all, his ancestor is the one who tops the list and is most likely to be listed on the rooftop."

Hong Ming sighed.

"In short, for the sake of money, King Huaiyang has already done everything he can."

Hong Li continued.

"Last year, the Huaiyang State's Qizuofu was abolished."

"The Gong family has lost regular customers, and the inventory must be backlogged."

"According to the news of Hong Pan's return, the Gong family spent a lot of money in Xijing some time ago, just to open up a new way to use weapons as prisons. It is inevitable that the flow of water will be tight."

"So the Gong family is trying to please the instrument as a prison?"

Hong Sheng said unexpectedly.

"Second brother is a genius valued by the state supervisor, so the Gong family has no worries?"

"And today's meeting, why didn't he come?" He asked.

"Before I sent someone to Chaoriyuan to call. They said that they were invited away by Jia Cijiang, the prison supervisor, early in the morning, and they have not returned yet."

Hong Wu replied.

"Fan Geer is such a low-key person, the Gong family must not know about it."

"However, the big supervisor valued him, so it's not suitable to make a fuss about it."

"Using Xijing's leading big shot to pull the tiger's skin to pull the banner, the waist is not strong enough, and it will just be too hard to eat!"

On this point, everyone nodded in agreement.

"It's okay, I don't believe how tough Gong Heng can be when he comes to Jinhai."

Hong Ming said.

"He is only one person. We have the patriarch and Mr. He. Two fists can beat four hands?"

Hong Sheng nodded his head when he heard the words.

However, the other three in the room were noncommittal.

Since Hong Lie came back, they have put a question mark on Li Heming.

"Then tonight's banquet, I have to trouble the patriarch to take care of it alone."

At the end of the short meeting, Hong Li looked at Hong Jian.

The latter nodded lightly.

"We'll see what Mr. Heng has to say at that time."

Hong Jian replied, the ancient well in his eyes was silent.

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On the same day, unitary time is exactly (six o'clock in the evening).

Tinghai Pavilion fourth floor, Penglai Hall.

The mahogany round table in the restaurant was moved to a small hall for drinking tea.

In this way, the eight seats can no longer separate the upper and lower heads.

"Everyone, Haifei is a sand bandit. They have nothing to produce, and everything is robbed."

Gong Heng said coldly, looking directly at Li Heming and Hong Jian who were sitting opposite each other.

"Whether it is a great country, whether it is a scholar, farmer, businessman, or warrior, the transfer of property and goods must be done according to the law."

He was obsessed with the teacup, but the tenderness and fairness of the skin of his fingers compared to the adjacent porcelain.

"Today, there are two adults, the city guard and the military supervisor, who can prove a truth for me..."

"If things are not stolen, they will change owners."

Gong Heng's eyes were like condensed ink, and his eyes swept over everyone in Jin Hai.

"Therefore, it doesn't make sense for the battle profits of Hongduo Mountain to be taken by your family, and they can be distributed by themselves."

"Otherwise, wouldn't this be black eating black?"

He took a sip of his tea and asked with a smile.

The tone is light.

But everyone understood the implication of Gong Heng's words.

If the owner of the property is changed after being robbed, it is only the fist but not the reason.

And the one with the biggest fist here is himself.

The faces of everyone in Jin Hai were serious, and no one answered for a while.

Therefore, Gong Heng spoke again and proposed a regulation.

"I'm not so arrogant as to teach you how to do things."

"Shanghai Fei has been rampant for many years, but now it has disappeared, and it all depends on the efforts of all the Jinhai families to wipe it out. There is nothing good about it."

"As the benefactors of the Sand Bandits, the Gong family is naturally grateful and must show their gratitude!"

"However, according to the principles and human feelings, you should return the property that my family lost, and then my family should take part of it as a thank you gift."

"The specific share, whether it is [-]% or [-]%, we can discuss it later."

What he said was clear, even to the ears of Zheng Zhun and Gongsun Shi, it couldn't be said that it was unreasonable.

But apparently the rest were not convinced.

"What Duke Heng said is wrong."

Chi Zhuiyuan replied, attracting Gong Heng's attention.

"The truth is the truth, but many truths cannot be put into practice."

"Sand bandits are not brave, they also come in and out."

He said and pointed to the table full of food.

"I have always heard in the past few years that the four masters of Haihaifei love to enjoy themselves, and every meal on weekdays is full of fine wine and delicacies."

"And below them, the bosses also have to eat and drink, and buy weapons and medicines."

"This time we recovered so much war profit from Hongduo Mountain, and we just used the rest; in fact, the sum of looting by sand bandits over the years is likely to be three times or five times more."

Chi Zhuiyuan explained sincerely, and finally asked a rhetorical question.

"Mr. Heng, if every bitter master who flies on the sea comes to ask for war profits like you, then wouldn't we not be able to keep a penny of the pension, and have to pay more than a dozen or 20 taels of silver?"

(End of this chapter)