20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 349 Li Zheng

Jiang Lianheng left the Zhongcun Photo Studio, took a carriage along Xiaoxiguan Street, and returned directly to his mansion in the north of the city.

The crescent moon was setting in the west, and it was already late at night.

Except for Yuan Xinfa and a few brothers on night watch guarding the door, everyone in the house had gone to bed early. Only Hu Xiaoyan's room was still lit, waiting for him.

Jiang Lianheng did not open Xiaohua's door again, but sat down beside Hu Xiaoyan's bed.

"came back?"

"came back."

As soon as Jiang Lianheng sat down, he scolded: "If you're sleepy, just go to bed quickly. Why are you just staring at me?"

Hu Xiaoyan rubbed her dry eyes and said, "I can't sleep."

"Oh my god! You yawned so hard just now, I thought you were going to eat people, and you told me you couldn't sleep!"

"Sleepy, but can't sleep."

"Oh, okay, and that, Yuan Xinfa——"

"Okay, okay, pretty good, and there's that door—"

Whether the Qing Dynasty can be restored to the country or not, in his opinion, is a matter that has nothing to do with him.

"All the obedient little ones are near 'Heshengfang' and 'Huifangli'. Nanfeng and Xifeng are not seriously injured, and they have been given medicine."

"Yingzi and her son have been accommodated in the guest room at Gutou. With them both here, Yuan Xinfa will definitely work hard."

Jiang Lianheng casually threw his clothes on the chair and said with a smile: "I don't know if I'm sick or not, but I have to be able to cure your illness."

Hu Xiaoyan couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and cursed coldly: "I'm sick!"

Seeing this, Jiang Lianheng seemed a little proud, and even hummed a little tune while taking off his clothes.

"Hey! Have you asked me clearly, what is going on with the Black Dragon Society?"

She blinked in the darkness, looked at Jiang Ya in the crib, then at Jiang Lianheng, and then asked with concern: "Xiaodao, what do you think?"

"We have arranged a room downstairs. There are six people including Yuan Xinfa at the gate. There are two watchmen at the intersection, and there is another one in the attic upstairs. They work in shifts according to the hour. In the past two days, the men have been eating on the first floor. , the women are all on the second floor.”

There was only one thing he cared about, and that was the people who lived in this house.

He didn't have much idea.

"Sleep!" Jiang Lianheng immediately got into bed sideways.

"Well, then-"

Jiang Lianheng had no choice but to roughly recount the information he had learned from Nakamura.

Hu Xiaoyan was stunned when she heard this. She never imagined that what was originally just a small dispute in the world would eventually involve such a huge force.

"Hmm... It's a bit complicated. I'll talk to you when I get up tomorrow. Well, over there at Yansheng -"

"I called him and he said he would be back before tomorrow afternoon."

"Don't sleep!" Hu Xiaoyan pushed him hard and asked, "What's going on? Tell me, is there any danger at home? And what's going on with Su Wenqi?"

Jiang Lianheng shook his head.

Xiaoyan, aunt, a pair of children... only these people are worthy of his life.

Although this idea seemed too petty compared to the grand theory of "saving the nation and trying to survive", he really couldn't convince himself to destroy homes and help strangers on the street, even strangers he had never met.

Jiang Lianheng didn't want to get involved in these "bad things".

His only concern is whether he can ensure the safety of his family if he rejects Rong Wuye's proposal.

Moreover, once this group of remnants of the previous dynasty succeeds in restoring the country, it means that Zhang Laogao will immediately lose power.

If the tree falls and the hozens scatter, the Jiang family will certainly not fare well.

Jiang Lianheng couldn't predict whether Zhang Laogao would be able to take root in Fengtian. President Fang didn't seem to trust this associate who was a gangster, so he left Zhang Xiluan and Duan Zhigui.

The situation is complicated, the monarchy and the republic are at loggerheads, the Japanese and Maozi are eyeing each other, the remnants of the previous dynasty are bent on restoring the country, and the purpose of the fifth master Rong is unknown.

There is political turmoil above and disputes below.

Jiang Lianheng could only sigh: "We don't know much about the situation now, let's wait and see!"

Hu Xiaoyan said softly: "It's okay, no big deal, let's go back to our hometown and live in your small house."

"Nonsense, go to sleep!"

……

……

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning.

The sky was still dim and bright, and Jiang Lianheng had just put on his clothes when there was a knock on the door.

Wang Zhengnan grinned and pushed open the door, but said: "Brother Dao, please go downstairs quickly!"

"What happened again? Is Namin here?" Jiang Lianheng put up the heels of his shoes and said, "Didn't I promise to give you a reply in three days?"

Wang Zhengnan shook his head and said, "It's not Na Min, it's Hu Hu, Li Zheng and the others are here."

"Who is here?" Hu Xiaoyan asked in a panic.

"Li Zheng!" After receiving repeated confirmation from Nanfeng, Jiang Lianheng's expression suddenly changed.

He almost subconsciously believed that Wang Guihe must be dead.

Thinking of this, he immediately picked up the cotton coat on the back of the chair, put it on his body, rushed out of the room and ran down the stairs.

……

In front of the large iron gate of the Jiang family's residence, Yuan Xinfa was wearing a cotton-padded jacket and crossing his arms, standing motionless like a mountain.

At the entrance of the house, there were three bandits, all wearing similar outfits, wearing dog-skin hats, deerskin jackets, and a pair of cotton boots. They stood toe-to-toe with Yuan Xinfa, standing very close to each other. Although they were a head shorter, they looked aggressive.

"Silly big guy!" one of the gangsters shouted, showing the pistol on his waist, "Do you know who we are?"

Yuan Xinfa didn't squint his eyes and said nothing.

His behavior seemed to add a touch of perseverance to the eyes of the other janitor brothers.

The gangsters did not give up. They continued to provoke: "Watchdog? Can't speak?"

Yuan Xinfa didn't move. The other party declared that he was Jiang Lianheng's friend. Wang Zhengnan had already entered the room to report. All he had to do was wait for a reply from the yard, that's all.

However, the more he said nothing, the angrier the young gangster became.

One of them even stepped forward, poked Yuan Xinfa's chest twice with his finger, stretched his chin and said, "I'm telling you, listen up! Your master can live in this big house, thanks to my help. ! Your master has to talk to us about being friends, can you just pretend to be friends?"

Yuan Xinfa stretched out his hand and flicked the hem of his clothes. He didn't look at him, but said in a low voice: "I'm new here. I don't care about anything else. If the master and madam don't talk, you can't go in."

Someone next to him shouted, "What? Boss Jiang is rich and ignores this poor guy?"

At this time, Li Zheng's voice suddenly sounded from behind the three beards.

"Two donkeys, that's about it."

The bearded men immediately turned sideways, only to see Li Zheng walking forward with a half-smiling smile.

Unlike other bearded men, there was no provocation in Li Zheng's eyes or words. Instead, he raised his head and turned around to look at the big man in front of him with interest, like a curious young wolf. Not for hunting, just for game.

Finally, he stood in front of Yuan Xinfa and asked with a smile: "Brother, how tall are you?"

Yuan Xinfa frowned, turned away, and did not answer.

Li Zheng was neither anxious nor annoyed, and just asked everyone to disperse. Then he raised his hand and said, "Come on! Big man, give me a fight!"

Yuan Xinfa felt it was unreasonable, so he shook his head and still refused to say anything.

When Li Zheng saw this, he took out the money bag from his waist, shook it, threw it on the ground, and said: "There are twenty yuan here, you give me a try. If you win, the money will be yours; if you lose, , take half. How about not beating in vain?"

Yuan Xinfa didn't even look at it and said bluntly: "Don't throw it!"

Having said that, the situation was not up to him.

Li Zheng casually threw the gun to his companions, then kicked the ground with his right foot and stepped forward. He was so fast that he had already hugged Yuan Xinfa around his waist and tripped him with his lower legs, making him pounce like a tiger. He snorted and threw it away hard.

Yuan Xinfa was so tall that he was caught off guard and staggered a little.

When he came back to his senses, his right hand had already grasped Li Zheng's neck, using his strength to straighten his body, he was about to throw Li Zheng away with all his brute force.

Seeing the opportunity, Li Zheng couldn't let go of the clasp with his hands. He immediately raised his right foot and stepped on the wall of Jiang's courtyard, trying to knock the opponent to the ground.

Although his stature is a bit smaller, he doesn't seem to suffer in terms of strength.

Yuan Xinfa was shocked. He lunged with his left leg, leaned down, lowered his center of gravity, raised his hand to use a pliers, went down, and stuck hard on the back of Li Zheng's neck.

Not to be outdone, Li Zheng immediately took out his left hand, grabbed Yuan Xinfa's two fingers, and tried to break them.

The two of them were in pain at the same time. With a slight pressure on their hands, they immediately separated from each other. They looked directly at each other and exhaled snow-white breaths.

The only difference is that Yuan Xinfa just wants to end this farce quickly, while Li Zheng seems to be in high spirits and enjoying it.

He grinned and waved, "Come on, come again!"

But Yuan Xinfa suddenly became serious, straightened up, and shouted politely into the yard: "Master."

Turning around, he saw Jiang Lianheng leaning at the gate, shaking his head at the two of them.

Li Zheng also straightened up, pointed at Yuan Xinfa, turned around and said with a smile: "This guy is quite interesting."

Then, he picked up the money bag from the ground, threw it into Yuan Xinfa's arms, and said, "It's yours!"

Yuan Xinfa didn't answer. It wasn't until Mr. Jiang nodded that he leaned down and made twenty yuan inexplicably.

Afterwards, Jiang Lian waved to the bearded men and said, "Okay, brothers, come in!"

Li Zheng straightened his jacket and walked into the courtyard.

"There's no work in the mountains, why don't we live in the improved cities?" Jiang Lianheng asked as he walked.

Li Zheng laughed and said, "In the mountains? There's been a lot of work happening in the mountains recently!"

"What kind of work?" Jiang Lianheng suddenly stopped in the middle of the hospital and asked seriously: "Where is my Uncle Wang? Is he okay?"

"That's not true."

Li Zheng put his hands on his shoulders, turned his neck, raised his hands to push away the other three bandits who were following him, then lowered his voice and said, "But this time, I'm afraid there will be a separation on the mountain."

(End of this chapter)