The Last Mecha

Chapter 199 Meeting Ceremony

Just after noon, Jiang Song Guoshu Hall was quiet. Jiang Mulin was sitting in the courtyard, with a pot of strong tea on the six-legged round table in front of him. In the hot weather, the rising white steam made people just take a look at it. I feel my forehead sweating.

He wasn't too hot either, he took the teacup and drank it in one gulp without breaking a drop of sweat on his head.

Under the broad arm, there is a piece of letter paper in the shape of an invitation card, a copy of three types, with colorful Breton, Fusang and New Simplified scripts on it.

"Master Jiang."

A heavy voice came from behind, and Song Yunqian stood there, his tone of voice seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Yun Qian, it's just in time for you to come. I have something to ask you." Jiang Mulin drank his tea, his tone was flat and he didn't turn his head.

"Master Jiang, are you ready to respond to the thing in the newspaper?" Song Yunqian did not respond, but asked.

"perhaps."

"Bredian people invite you to some kind of banquet at such a time. They are in such a hurry and bring Fusang with them. It is impossible for An De to have any kindness."

"The news about the memory core must have spread. Although there is no official announcement, I am the person appointed by His Majesty to rectify the Jiangsong mine. Everyone knows this. They want to discuss it with me. It makes sense to think so. isn't it?"

"But. Whether this kind of thing has to be discussed, everyone knows."

"There are many things that cannot be discussed in this world, but I don't think this matter is one of them. Qimai is the foundation of the country. This is just a popular argument in the capital. If you really want to say nothing, then start a war and wipe out the foreigners It’s enough to run, but now that foreigners have become the climate, they will not be able to fight for a while, so we still have to talk about it.”

"But I still feel uneasy. To Bredian and Fusang people, you are a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh, Mr. Jiang. They made such a big splash and even invited you in the newspaper. Isn't it just to force you to go?"

"That's why I'm going. Did you read what the newspaper said? 'Friendly talks', I won't go, it's because I don't want to talk, it's because I'm cowardly, I don't say anything, I give the other party a From the beginning. People used the topic to make use of it, and said that we Xia people are arrogant and unreasonable internationally, we cannot talk to each other, we can only use force, and our public opinion environment is not good."

"Then, I will go with you, Master Jiang. It is normal for the master to bring an apprentice to the banquet."

"Hey." Jiang Mulin turned his head and smiled at him, then stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "I just said that I have more important arrangements for you and me."

"What's the matter?" Song Yunqian asked.

"Yinghong, Shouliang, Ziyan, the three of them tonight, you have to find a way to keep them from running around."

"Master Jiang! Me."

"You are all my apprentices, but those three little guys have known each other halfway. The time with me, whether it is long or short, is just a few years. Only you have been with me since childhood. "

Jiang Mulin smiled faintly, "To be honest, in terms of talent, you are the weakest of the four, but you work very hard, and no one can surpass you in your love for martial arts."

"Over the years, I have watched you step by step along the way. I know you better than anyone else."

"You guys, I don't want to favor anyone, but I know best about your ability and character. You can control those boys, and you know the overall situation."

Song Yunqian looked at his master and subconsciously said, "Master Jiang."

"Master needs your help with this. You are still too young. I won't stop you from performing martial arts in the arena or something. But it's not worth taking you to take risks with open swords and dark guns. This is an era where firearms and cold weapons coexist. Twenty bullets were fired at you within one step, are you confident that you will be unscathed, and at the same time be ready to face the enemy's next wave of attack?"

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"Right, Yun Qian, you are only in your twenties or less than [-] years old. When I am with you, even though I have a lot of fame, I am not going to do whatever I want, and I can not change my face when I am facing a gun. This People have to grow up slowly, it should be your risk, I have no objection, but it's not your turn now, do you think your master's arms and legs are old, can you really be harmed by them?"

Song Yunqian took a deep breath, then nodded and said: "Since Master Jiang said so, there is nothing to say as an apprentice, just follow suit."

"Okay, I'll go to the banquet tonight to see what the so-called meeting is like."

As we were talking here, the doorman outside hurried over, saying that there was an old man at the door, who was sitting in a sedan chair, and wanted to see Jiang Mulin.

"It's just right, you wait in the side room and eavesdrop." Jiang Mulin said to Song Yunqian, "I'll go to welcome the guests."

After he finished speaking, he left the Martial Arts Hall, and sure enough, he saw Zhang Li at the other end, supported by two people on the left and right, and Zhang An, the servant standing beside him, was carrying a wooden box tied with silk in his hand.

"Master Zhang, why did you come to meet again so soon?" Jiang Mulin didn't bother to be polite, so he asked.

"As Master Jiang thought, it was just yesterday's incident." Zhang Li replied in a hoarse voice, "I still want to find a quiet place to talk about it."

"No problem, please come with me."

After tossing for a while, Zhang Li was sent to the courtyard of the Martial Art Museum. Zhang An put the things on the table, saluted, and went out, leaving only two people behind.

"Let's get down to business." Zhang Li raised his haggard fingers, "This is a meeting ceremony for Master Jiang, you can take a look first."

Jiang Mulin took the wooden box, but he guessed what was inside before entering the door, after all, the faint fishy smell couldn't be hidden.

Pulling away the rope, poking his head, he saw that a large area of ​​dark red moor had been soaked inside.

Sure enough, it was a human head.

He closed the box and said, "This is—"

"Wang Xian, Jiang Song's deputy inspector, in charge of commerce, trade and shipping, was the mastermind behind the smuggling of Qi mines. Besides him, more than 50 people were involved in the case, of which 48 were arrested and brought to justice, and the rest are at large. , but it probably won’t last long.”

"Master Zhang is very courageous. In less than a day, he took people's questions and killed them in one go. Since you said it was him, then naturally you didn't run away."

"Master Jiang doesn't need to run on me. I know that this head looks like it was blocking a gun. But at that time, this person fled out of fear of crime and even used force to resist. This result happened suddenly. The whole process was standardized and recorded."

"Since it's all in place, I won't ask about this matter. It's a day late, but after all, we can't hide it from the capital." Jiang Mulin nodded thoughtfully, and pointed his thick fingers at the table in front of the table. The wooden box, "Then, shall I bring this to His Majesty?"

"Since I gave it to Master Jiang, it's up to you how to deal with it. The evidence and the manuscript are being compiled overnight, and they will be delivered later."

"Okay, besides that, I have another unrelated question to ask."

"Master, please speak."

"I don't know what Mr. Zhang thinks about what happened in the newspaper today?"

As Jiang Mulin spoke, his gray eyes reflected the haggard old man opposite him.

(End of this chapter)