The industries that are downstairs today are the most profitable industries in Datang. If you want to buy shares, it is estimated that the net worth of an ordinary marquis is enough. Liu Hongji and the others were completely planning to come to the white wolf with empty gloves.

What's more, Tianxialou is a family business, and Leng Feng said very early on that Tianxialou does not accept anyone's shares.

In the early days, although the Tianxia upstairs took over the shares of Jin and others, but after the Tianxia upstairs was officially built, no one mentioned this matter for a long time.

That investment in shares is actually a favor from Cheng Biting Jin Wei Chi Gong and others, Leng Feng did not mention the withdrawal of shares, nor did he repay the money, in fact, he recognized this favor, if there is any major event in the future, Leng Feng will not stand idly by.

This is the real way to make friends, and the empty gloves of Liu Hongji and others are completely scoundrels.

Leng Jing said angrily: "No wonder my father told me before that in this life, there are usually not many friends who can really make friends. Some people can share prosperity and prosperity, but they will not share suffering. And so it was! ”

Lao Yuan lined up the letter and looked at Leng Jing with Lao Li: "Family master, what do you think should be done?" ”

They want to see what Leng Jing will choose to do in the face of such a thing.

Leng Jing looked at the row of letters on the table and fell into deep thought.

He remembered what his father had told him.

"In this world, there is a truth that is absolutely universal, that is, the soft is afraid of the hard, the hard is afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal is afraid of not dying.... Don't laugh, this is really a truth. ”

My father would never lie to me!

After confirming this, Leng Jing put away the letters, threw them into the brazier, and after blowing the fire fold, he threw it into the brazier.

"No, it's not time for me to spend money to ask for asylum."

"Reply, just say, I'll take the light and the dark!"

Hearing Leng Jing's answer, Lao Yuan and Lao Li both laughed. Right! Only such a young master is worthy of their hard work to continue to follow!

Soon, Lao Yuan and Lao Li wrote a reply letter, and at the end of the letter, as long as Leng Jing signed his name.

Soon, the letters of challenge were sent out.

Looking at Leng Jing's reply, Liu Hongji in the women's pile laughed: "There is a kind! ”

Although he was angry, he was not in any hurry.

This time, it's just a temptation.

A family, especially a wealthy family, if it does not have a top door, will soon be divided and swallowed up by many forces.

Liu Hongji didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, and he was even proud that he had indeed maintained his protection for Leng Jing.

The same thing happened all over Chang'an City.

They are all tempting.

No one dared to attack the Leng family directly, after all, the emperor at this time still maintained a sense of guilt towards Leng Feng. If something happened to the Leng family, he would definitely not stand idly by.

However, the emperor is the most ruthless, and their guilt is also time-limited. When the emperor's guilt dissipates and he no longer pays attention to the Leng family, is the time for them to really start.

But before that, they need to be prepared.

If they're not prepared, they won't even be able to catch a single hair!

Because of this incident, Leng Jing couldn't go to school seriously at all, so he could only stay at home and accept Lao Yuan and Lao Li's teachings in advance.

The knowledge of the shopping mall is still too complicated for cold competition. Therefore, Leng Jing often stayed up late alone in the study to digest the knowledge left to him by the old patriarch Li.

The candle in the study was still burning, and Leng Jing was very sleepy, but he forced himself not to fall asleep. A huge cold family, he needs to be supported alone.

He doesn't think it's cruel, he's a man, and men should take their own responsibilities, which is what his father has always taught him.

A bowl of porridge was placed on his table.

Leng Jing raised his head and saw that his sister was looking at him with teary eyes.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Leng Jing hurriedly stood up and grabbed Leng Yuewu's hand.

Leng Yuewu sobbed, "If only I were a man, you wouldn't have to work so hard." Daddy is dead, my mother has been obsessed with Daddy's armor, and you don't look for me every day to learn anything about business warfare. I don't even know what to do! ”

Leng Jing sighed.

No way, it's not the right time for my father to leave!

Patting his sister's hand, Leng Jingqiang smiled and said, "Sister, I'm not tired, you also have things you can do, my mother can't speak anymore, didn't Doctor Sun say, let's talk to her more?" You'll have to follow your mother! ”

As he spoke, Leng Jing couldn't help crying.

After all, he is still young, and many things are not something he can bear if he wants to.

The siblings were crying in the study.

After a while, the tired Leng Jing fell asleep.

Leng Yuewu struggled to carry him to the bed in the study, folded the quilt for him, and walked out quietly.

There are two candidates in her mind, perhaps, these two people can come forward to help Leng Jing casually.

In the cold mansion, Liu Shuwen was still distracted by the armor, Leng Jing was so tired that she fell asleep, the old patriarch Li got together to think hard about countermeasures, Leng Yuewu was asking the servants to open the door, and she was going to the Academy of Literature overnight.

On the same night, Leng Feng, who had already arrived in Bayzhou, ran into trouble.

Someone attacked his camp at night.

The one who came was not a bandit, but a trained assassin, or a dead man. Such a person can only be the power of a certain family in the Tang Dynasty.

When had Zhou Jiao seen such a battle, but he still clenched the horizontal knife with both hands, and the two trembling guards were in front of Leng Feng, watching his people fight with the assassins.

"Lord Protector, what's going on with these people?"

Looking at the black-clothed man in the camp, Leng Feng smiled and said, "It seems that the person who delivered the letter is unlucky!" Unexpectedly, in Datang, there are people who hate me and want to kill me before I return to Chang'an. ”

Seeing that his subordinates kept falling, Zhou Jiao said with difficulty: "Protector, it's better for you to withdraw first, the lower officials will definitely drag them down." ”

Leng Feng shook his head: "Tell your subordinates to withdraw, listen to my command, we have to break through, even if I leave, you will be wiped out." ”

The top priority is to break through and find another way.

It is no longer feasible to write letters to inform others, especially through the channels of the imperial court, that Chang'an is still alive.

Moreover, at this time, Leng Feng was extremely curious to know who hated him for not dying.

Fake your death is a good idea.

Taking off his clothes, Leng Feng walked up to a soldier whose face had been smoked beyond recognition by an arrow, changed him into his own clothes, and stuffed his newly created triangular thorn into his hand.

After completing all this, Leng Feng changed into the clothes of an ordinary soldier and commanded everyone to break through.

This time, with the addition of Xiaocai, the breakthrough was much smoother, and it was not until he threw off the pursuers that Leng Feng laughed: "Interesting, interesting!" ”