Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Door Holds a Ritual Staff

In a place like Lao Cai, the defense of men and women is a fart! Yellow mud walls, thatched mats one after another broken house, the grandfather who carries the water picks his feet under the window, and the big brother who carries the dung is drying his pants, the little girl is the same as the little boy, the clothes are in tatters, the clothes are not covered, before the chest can hold up the clothes, it is best to sell it as a concubine as a girl, otherwise it is easy to be ** if you stay...... But then again, there really haven't been many ** cases in this poor alley, and some people have this thief's heart and don't have the courage to do this, for fear that after finishing the work, they will only listen to a whistle and immediately be surrounded by the bitter master's seven aunts and eight uncles, their left relatives, friends and right neighbors, and ask them to take out the shame money. As is customary, all those involved in the containment can receive dividends from this fee, so you can understand that this price is often raised very high, and it is not enough to describe it by peeling the skin and scraping the oil, knocking the bone and sucking the marrow. Few people could afford it, so they had to walk around.

These people saw Zhou Kongmu, but walked around Zhou Kongmu.

The little servant in civilian clothes obediently followed Zhou Kongmu's footsteps, as if he was afraid that if he fell half a step, he would be torn off by the shadow of the old street, and he chewed and ate without spitting out the bones!

Zhou Kongmu walked out and looked up.

In such a block, there is a very normal house with green eaves and white walls. It was as clean as a wash, and as white as a sneer.

As soon as Zhou Kongmu raised his head, there was movement in the room.

The door opened.

The first to come out was a pair of Tsing Yi splashing skins, jumping out of the threshold and standing on both sides.

Normally, when this kind of splash sees Confucius and the torturers, they are like rats seeing cats, either running away, or holding a fish to come forward to flatter and curry. But this time, the corners of Tsing Yi's skinny eyes swept over Zhou Kongmu, and he didn't even say hello, as if he didn't see it.

That's a bit interesting. Zhou Kongmu smiled at the corner of his mouth, led the little official to take two steps away, clasped his arms with both hands and his back against the wall, and watched.

The pair of Tsing Yi splashes stood up, and a pair of splashes jumped out from behind, this time it was not empty-handed, holding a short stick in his hand, and he also stood next to the original pair of splashes.

Then there is a pair of splashes in the back, holding hemp rope in their hands, and they generally stand next to the splashes before.

Before and after, four pairs of splashes came out, like the emperor's guard of honor, and only then did a pair of young men in black respectfully help a soil emperor out.

The emperor of the soil was wearing a black coat and trousers of Tuanshou brocade, rubbing a pair of hemp walnuts in his hands, his eyebrows were white and long, and his eyes were lowered. The young man in black whispered something in his ear, and he raised his eyes.

As soon as the eyelids were raised, those small eyes were full of light, brighter than the young man's eyes.

This bright gaze went straight to the Zhou Kongmu on the wall.

Zhou Kongmu had already stepped forward and arched his hand: "Where is Uncle Nangong healthy?" ”

This black-clothed Shoumei Emperor is the leader of the Jincheng gangster world and the boss of the leather circle, his surname is Nangong, and his legal family property is already very rich, and everyone respectfully calls him "uncle"!

Therefore, it is good to be a person, no matter which line of work you mix, in short, you must be fine. Look at this prankster, there is only a young talent who is not motivated, if he is old, and he only rolls in this line, the future generations will look down on him. But Uncle Nangong, who dares to disagree if he insists on doing it now? Which dares to be disrespectful!

It can be seen that no matter how expensive or low the industry is, if it is done well, it will become a lifelong career.

Zhou Kongmu was very clear and took the initiative to come forward to salute.

Uncle Nangong held him with both hands: "Zhou Kongmu! Don't do that. As a person, the one I respect the most is someone who has real skills! I've got to salute you! ”

"You're welcome."

"Where! Don't blame me for being honest, if you take off your official uniform, I don't want to lift my shoes. But Zhou Kongmu, when you are willing to come to me, I will treat you with Mr. Bai's courtesy! ”

"Uncle Nangong! I heard that the more successful people are, the more they treat others with humility, and I believe it today. Even for a mustard like Zhou, you are willing to praise it. Someone who is really capable must be able to talk to you better! ”

"Ahem! Am I false? Zhou Kongmu can't look down on my location here! Also, if I really dig up Zhou Kongmu and come over, how will Tang Taishou explain there? I am someone in Nangong, I can disrespect heaven and earth, but I can't disrespect my parents. Zhou Kongmu, you are the right-hand man of your parents! ”

"Uncle Nangong, this is a ...... for Zhou to be embarrassed."

It's enough to turn the polite words around to this point. Zhou Kongmu then went straight to the point: "Where is the uncle's fortune?" ”

Uncle Nangong said sincerely: "It's really not me." I don't dare to block Taishou and find trouble for Gongzi Xie. ”

Zhou Kongmu slowly took out a box.

There are many sizes of evidence boxes dedicated to the yamen. This one is only half the size of a palm. Don't look at it small. The smaller the thing, the more valuable it is! This toy has been decorated with the star sand of the east coast, the flint of the painting city, the teardrops of the merman, and the falling hair of the heavenly grandson!

This time, there were only two gray grains in the box...... No, it's not a good idea to say gray, it's a little yellow, a little brown, a little brown, like a random grain of soil picked up on the ground, the tone is vague and unpretentious, plain.

Uncle Nangong understood at a glance: "Ah, cricket feces." ”

"Uncle is an expert." Zhou Kongmu said, "The villain admires the experts the most. With this, you can even find out what medicine the cricket took before it died. ”

That's all it takes. Zhou Kongmu suspected that Uncle Nangong drugged Yun Ke's crickets, causing his fiasco, so he swept the field with bonuses.

That's a big gamble...... It's normal to mess around.

But that's the son of the Xie family! No matter how angry he is, no matter how angry he is, he is not a gangster who can move. Otherwise, what is it to be a wealthy family?

Zhou Kongmu is a lackey of a wealthy family...... No, the officials of the imperial court! It is said that the imperial court is the imperial court supported by the wealthy, of course! Otherwise, could it still be the court of the grass people? So Zhou Kongmu knew which side he should stand on.

Even if the master hasn't discovered the threat, he should be able to smell it. He shouldn't be a good dog.

Of course, Uncle Nangong knew that it was powerful, and said sincerely: "I believe in Mr. Zhou, and Mr. Wang also believes in me." I know how to measure. ”

Zhou Kongmu kept bowing his waist and said, "Don't dare." Hearing the last sentence, Fang said: "The villain naturally trusts the uncle." But I hope that the uncle will give an explanation. The adults also have full face, and the villains can also make mistakes. Wouldn't it be good? ”

Uncle Nangong said, "Okay." ”

Zhou Kongmu thanked him.

Uncle Nangong returned the salute: "Thank you, Mr. for informing me, so that I can find out the bold and reckless one, and return the local peace." ”

Zhou Kongmu thanked him again, and Uncle Nangong returned the salute again. The two ended the meeting in a friendly atmosphere.

The little servant followed Zhou Kongmu out of the old neighborhood, and the wind blew, a spirit, and a sneeze. only to find that the clothes all over the body were already soaked with sweat. He actually caught a cold in this early summer day......