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"Young master, no......"

In the cold wind, Dou Bing was also sweating in a hurry. He had been wandering around the West Wharf with Zhu Biao for more than an hour, but the person he wanted to find was still nowhere to be found.

Looking at the river surface that shone with silver waves, Zhu Biao had no choice but to give up.

Han soldier iron card, Han soldier iron card - what a great opportunity, the truth seems to be close at hand, but it is finally close to the end of the world.

"Let's go, go back to the inn......"

The two figures walked back unhappily, and the dock where there were still boats and passengers coming and going from time to time was not conspicuous. But for some people with a heart, Zhu Biao's actions are enough for him to 'stand out'.

Of course, Zhu Biao didn't know that all his movements had fallen into the eyes of the passengers of a passenger boat by the river; He didn't know that just a dozen feet away from him, on the quiet passenger ship, all the boatmen and the ship's boss were killed without anyone knowing.

Just because of the loss of an iron card, only because of one person's carelessness, and another person's greed.

"Keep up with them and keep an eye on them. Get rid of the work at night and get the token back. ”

A white-clothed scribe commanded lightly.

"Yes, sir."

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Jiangjin County, the helmsman of the Qingjiang Gang.

An unsurprisingly good-looking official ship was quietly docked at the riverside. Countless Qingjiang gangs surrounded the left and right, and torches were like stars, illuminating all directions.

Left and right protectors, patrols, and orders, the four famous masters in the gang appeared together, and Fan Shixiu, the chief helmsman of Qingjiang, was even more personally accompanied.

The eldest son, Fan Pingbo, and the second son, Fan Pingfeng, followed respectfully behind them.

"Who is this? What a big shelf! ”

"Is the Qingjiang Gang sending Fan Shixiu to his father, or is it sending the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance?"

"Hehe, who is Xiao Meng shutting down here? Even his son took it out to be small? ”

In Jiangjin City, all kinds of words broke out one after another. Most of them are from the rivers and lakes in the city.

In fact, the person who was so solemnly gifted by Fan Shixiu was just a pure Confucian who had no kung fu and no official position.

"Mr. Lu, have a good trip."

"Hahaha, Fan Gang Leader stopped. Lu also ...... to go"

"There will be a ...... later"

"There will be a period later!"

"Take care!"

"Farewell—"

The Confucian surnamed Lu was not ordinary arrogance at all, and the word 'farewell' came out of his mouth, and he turned his head and entered the cabin.

But whether it was Fan Shixiu, his two sons, or a group of Fan family cronies around, no one showed the slightest dissatisfaction.

The Confucian surnamed Nalu is qualified to do so. If you are a guest in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, you can also get such a knot from the Qingjiang Gang.

"You, you, go quickly, order the brothers to send Mr. Lu-" Pointing to his two cadres, Fan Shixiu commanded.

This time, the Qingjiang Gang opened the door of this Xiangye Qingke, and Fan Shixiu poked his head into the Prime Minister's Mansion. It is good to ask for all kinds of things, scatter money to pave the road, gold mountains and silver seas, Lai Xingxiang opened his mouth, Yanzhou water transportation Mingluo River line, and the ships of the Qingjiang Gang were requisitioned by the government and turned into 'serving the government'.

A few words apart, but the meaning has completely changed. was requisitioned by the government, only a few small coins could be obtained, a large number of ships, a large number of gangs were trapped, and in the past few years, the income of the Qingjiang gang has plummeted, and they have to lose weight.

As the largest gang in the Northern Han Dynasty, the Qingjiang Gang has seven rudder ports, thousands of gangs, and rudder wharves all over dozens of counties and counties in the five northern states, and the water surface strength is abnormal.

And now that the war in northern Xinjiang is in full swing, and the transportation of money, food, and military supplies is tight, and the Luojiang River can be supplied directly by water here in Yanzhou, which consumes far less than the land transportation in Luozhou in the east, and the Qingjiang Gang is naturally included in the vision of the imperial court.

King Han will not care about the gains and losses of the interests of a gang, as long as it is convenient for the two or three hundred thousand troops in Yanzhou to pierce it, and the Qingjiang gang will accompany him, he will not droop his eyelids.

Fan Shixiu had to worry a lot, the Qingjiang Gang, as a member of the Beihan River, did not have many masters in the gang, and the force was not strong, but the momentum was not small.

Just because his old fan can come to things and be a man, he can eat both black and white in the rivers and lakes, and he has compiled a large network of relationships in the officialdom of the rivers and lakes like a spider weaving a web. After he took over the throne, the Qingjiang Gang became more and more prosperous in the past 20 years. In terms of the status of the rivers and lakes, although it is still the second-rate of the Northern Han Dynasty, the force is insufficient and the money is supplemented, and the position of the Qingjiang Gang is firmly tight.

The root of this qiē lies in the high profits of water transportation, the Qingjiang Gang is rich, and Fan Shixiu is rich. He can make up for the lack of force and money, can make up for the wide compilation of the network, and can fight for the nickname of Xiao Mengwei.

The imperial court is doing this every year, which is tantamount to directly digging off the roots of the Qingjiang Gang, and it is not difficult to rely on the old foundation Fan Shixiu to support it in recent years. But no matter how you look at the war in northern Xinjiang, it will not rest for a while, and if it goes on like this, sooner or later, the Fan family will have a day when the mountains and rivers will run out of oil and lamps.

Now, with this Confucian surnamed Lu opening up the relationship and connecting to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he is willing to pay a big price. The imperial court has now handed over all the military supplies on the front line of the Mingluo River to the Qingjiang Gang, what a huge profit.

Two days ago, the government's 'requisition' for the new year had begun, and after receiving a report from his subordinates, Fan Shixiu couldn't sleep all night, fortunately, today, the Confucian surnamed Lu arrived, bringing such good news, and Fan Shixiu's gratitude to him in his heart was something that Ming Luojiang couldn't wash.

This price is to revitalize the entire Qingjiang Gang, no matter how huge it is, it is like eating sweetly.

――――――――――I'm the dividing line――――――――

Pingjiang pier in the middle of the night.

The bustle has dispersed, the lights have gone out, and only a little or two of light remains in the noisy dock area, swaying in the whirring night breeze.

Three figures appeared outside an inn like ghosts, and two lanterns illuminated the door number of the inn - Yijiang Inn.

-- It is where Zhu Biao stayed.

"Room 6 and Room 7, you two go in and do a beautiful job."

"Yes."

"Yes."

The sound of long and gentle breathing sounded evenly, and Zhu Biao was in a deep sleep, and he didn't know the danger outside.

Two men in black flew up to the roof of the house, landing as light as a tanuki. Quickly flipped through the front door into the backyard guest room, and the slightest sound of breaking the air was drowned out by the wind, which was really like a ghost.

"Who-"

The sound of thunder suddenly sounded in the ears of Zhu Biao in his sleep, and then he heard the sound of bricks and tiles breaking.

jumped up from the bed all of a sudden, and before he had time to put on his coat, Zhu Biao threw himself out of the window with a sharp sword.

"The thief who doesn't have long eyes dares to come to visit your grandfather Huyan and eat my whip-"

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

"Haha, the kung fu is good, but it's a pity that I can't see anyone-"

Outside the window, on the roof, a big man wearing only a single coat and an open heart, holding two iron whips and dancing.

The two black-clothed men wrapped in the shadow of the heavy whip, each holding a steel knife, slashed with all their might. But it is like the Monkey King under the Five Elements Mountain, no matter how you struggle, you can't escape the shadow of the whip.

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