Chapter 7: Carrying on the Past and Forging Ahead into the Future

More than thirteen years old, cardamom tips in early February.

Spring breeze ten miles of Yangzhou Road, roll up the bead curtain is not as good.

This is a beautiful poem used by Du Mu to describe a girl, which shows that Lori has been in control of ancient times, and it is not only popular today. There is also a peach broken sleeve, that is, Lori and Zhengtai are good.

Although the Qing soldiers guarding Guang'anmen were not vassals and elegant people, they could also feel that the pair of young men and women in front of them were really beautiful that they had never seen in their lives. Even those so-called Belegeg, compared to the two in front of them, are like grass chickens and dogs.

Lin Mengchu is twelve years old in this world, and Chen Cheng is fourteen years old, and the two of them are not at the age of being in their prime. And the unique temperament of the two makes them stand out as if they are standing out from the crowd. Although Lin Mengchu is only twelve years old, his height is already about the same as that of fourteen or fifteen years old. The girl sitting in the carriage was wearing a white martial arts uniform, looking left and right, and the original yearning for the capital of this old empire completely turned into a deep disgust.

"Hmph, Wen Tian is martial, civil officials love money and are afraid of death, and military generals love money even more when they are afraid of death. A country that doesn't even have the most basic class of supporters, no wonder it dies so ugly in the end"

"Eh, Chu Chu, why do you say that?" Chen Cheng looked around at the people who looked at them as if they were strange, and turned his head and said, "We haven't seen anything yet, and we haven't dealt with anyone, why do we suddenly have such thoughts?" “

"It's just not happy," Lin Mengchu pointed to the garbage that could be seen everywhere on the side of the road, coupled with the smell in the air, her whole person was not good, "Isn't this the same as that rural place in Handan?" I thought the capital should be cleaner and tidier no matter what. ”

"Handan is also a rural place? Besides, even if this is the way it is in this era, you can't be too demanding. ”

"Didn't you listen to the people in the capital? Except for the capital, everywhere else is the countryside! ”

I always feel like you're going to go to a foreign country, and then we're not all from the countryside?

"We're a country underworld group!"

You have a point

Although it is said to be an underworld group in the countryside, Chen Cheng looked at those energetic subordinates before and after, but it is also very breezy for thugs with more than 100 people to pull out.

If there were only a lot of people, it would not be possible for the Qing soldiers guarding the door to tremble and not dare to have any other thoughts. In a place like the capital, isn't that a force that can pull out thousands of people casually?

The main thing is that the more than 100 servants with knives and guns who are surrounded in front and behind them are too weird.

Sixty men in front of and behind them, dressed in cyan or gray, arranged in two rows, and with a strange but uniform pace, the ground "clicked" and stiffened, attracting the amazement of onlookers. Of course, there are also those who are well-informed and recognize that this seems to be somewhat similar to the army of foreigners.

The uniform uniforms and weapons, the vigorous and powerful movements, the oily faces, and the high-spirited and confident atmosphere all show that this is a group of guys who are very capable of fighting, at least in the eyes of onlookers. As a result, the Qing soldiers guarding Guang'anmen obediently let them go, and they did not dare to collect those few entrance fees. Recently, the demons in the first good place at the feet of the Son of Heaven have danced wildly, and the heroes of the rivers and lakes from all walks of life have seized the opportunity to rampage, and it is light to draw their swords against each other without saying a word, and all kinds of messy things are endless. The mansions of those princes and high-ranking officials are guarded by soldiers and martial artists, and they are quite quiet. The impoverished people at the bottom of the city are not so worried, because they have nothing in the first place. But those middle-level officials and ordinary people who have a small surplus of money in their families but have no military protection have fallen into bad luck. No matter how the way of the world changes, bad luck is always the people at the bottom. As the saying goes, "Xing, the people suffer; Death, the people suffer. ”

It can't be said that there are no generous and tragic people with noble aspirations in Yihequan, but there are more people of three religions and nine streams who are mixed in it. These hideous people are not good men and women, and they casually accuse a certain family of foreign demons, and then unceremoniously commit adultery and plunder There will be several, or even dozens, every day. There are also some scoundrels in the city, taking advantage of the situation to raid homes and houses, and make a mess of the situation.

In this case, even if Chen Cheng and his party behaved perversely, no one dared to meddle in their affairs, even if this group of people did not have braids. There are also those who don't open their eyes, seeing that they don't have braids, not only dare to mumble behind their backs, but also don't sell anything to them. For this situation, Chen Cheng and Lin Mengchu didn't need to say anything, and Li Dayan, who led the team, smashed it with a punch, smashing the eyeless one all over the face. Although the behavior is domineering, everyone is not short of silver, and those who should be given money will still give money after the fight. In this way, there are also those who are bold enough to take the initiative to negotiate business. For such a situation, Lin Mengchu was not interested in taking care of it, and pushed it all to Chen Cheng to talk about. In just a few days, the Black Dragon Society has opened up a big situation in the city of Beijing. Whether it is the purchase of cattle, sheep, poultry, eggs, melons, fruits and vegetables, or the blatant sale of illicit salt, controlled knives, or even hunting rifles and foreign guns, both parties are extremely satisfied.

Of course, the current goal of the Black Dragon **** Mengchu King is to play the banner of the Black Dragon Society, and to make a name for himself in this Beijing city. Although she also knows that if she wants to do things, this money and food are indispensable. But now that Chen Cheng, who has a loyalty of 100 and is both civil and military, she can get rid of those tedious chores and do what she wants.

For example, now, Li Dayan commanded several subordinates to erect a wooden pole more than ten meters high at the door of the courtyard he bought, and then raised a black dragon flag on a red background. In the hunting wind, a black dragon with teeth and claws fluttering in the wind. A roll of banners fell under the flag, and seven big characters appeared in front of the eyes of the onlookers, startling everyone silently.