Among the four powerful people in Jingfeng City, only the Wu family in the east of the city started in business, and most of the merchants in the city are related to it.

Dressing up is the appearance of an ordinary rich man, but if the family background is first-class rich, compared with those who pretend to be high-minded, the purse is always much thicker, and it is a business reason that makes a fortune in a muffled voice.

Since three years ago, he has taken advantage of the opportunity for many other big families to purchase a foundation in Jingfeng City and has business contacts with many big families, in exchange for many famous paintings and calligraphy that even money can't buy on weekdays.

Wu Junming, the head of the family, has nothing to do, and likes to go to enjoy the game the most.

In particular, there is a genuine product of the first generation of calligraphy masters, Siya Jushi, which is the long poem "Lushan Ballad Sent to Lu Shi Yuxuzhou" written after drinking, whether it is the penmanship or the technique, it is already the contemporary first-class, Wu Junming likes it the most.

Every time I am alone in the quiet room, I draw in the air with my fingers, carefully figure out the meaning of the brushwork, and occasionally get something, I am overjoyed, and I am happy for several days, but who knows that today I pushed the door in and opened the copper lock, and I was not able to see the words that were always carefully put away.

Wu Junming stayed for a long time, but he could barely bear it.

He was so calm that he beckoned the housekeeper to report to the official mansion, and sent someone to Beppu to find the guest warrior who was supported by the family, saying that there was something important to discuss.

Immediately, I didn't even bother to look at today's ledger.

Sitting on a small sandalwood chair, he drank three pots of high-quality Jinzhai sparrow's tongue.

This kind of tea has a mellow taste, and the tender buds float and sink in the cup when brewing, like a forest of bamboo shoots, and he likes it the most, but today he has never been able to settle down, drinking tea is like drinking water, and the cow chews peonies, and he is most disdainful on weekdays, but today he has done this kind of thing.

The third pot of tea was also drunk, and the dryness in Wu Junming's heart became more and more intense.

His eyes were a little red, his heart was dripping blood, and he didn't know how many times he cursed the damn thief.

He waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to make another pot of tea, and the big housekeeper of the merchant over there rushed directly into the courtyard regardless of the etiquette, and his fat face was almost crying.

After waiting for Wu Junming to wave his hand to let his subordinates retreat, he directly called out, saying that the merchant warehouse suffered a disaster last night, and he directly copied the bottom.

There is no loss in the things that are out there to fool people.

Hidden tightly, stuffed into the dark box, not a single one left.

Including a copy of the high-grade chalcedony named above, the spiritual charm is abundant, enough to be used to cultivate divine weapons, and can also be used to forge high-grade swords and weapons, also.

Wu Junming rushed up in one breath, his face turned red, he slapped the table heavily, and shouted angrily:

"How did you do that?! Yes! ”

"Can't find death? This matter can't be done well, my Wu family has to be cleaned up and down, you and I even have to worry about our lives, don't you know?! ”

"The crimes of his subordinates deserve death!"

The honest butler fell to his knees, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and every piece of fat on his body was trembling, obviously terrified by the possible consequences.

Wu Junming snorted coldly and brushed his sleeves not to look at him.

It wasn't until the subordinates who were waiting outside came in to report that several guests had arrived and were now waiting in the side hall, whether to see them now, that Wu Junming's emotions were barely suppressed.

looked at the teacup worth a hundred taels of silver in his hand, but he still didn't smash it to vent his anger, but kicked the big butler again, kicked the fat man to the ground, and then strode away.

The chief butler grinned, did not dare to slack off, got up, trotted after him.

The three warriors were waiting in the side hall.

The breath on his body was a little cold.

As the saying goes, cutting off people's money is like killing parents, everyone likes money, the Wu family can have such a rich pocket, it must not only rely on the smiling faces of hello, I am good, everyone is good, and those who come out to work hard are not good at doing good, without a few brushes, how can they fight for so many family businesses.

Since the previous generation of family owners began to support the Haqing warriors, over the years, they have made a lot of efforts to expand the scale of the Wu family's merchants, and the three major merchants twenty years ago are still left with the Wu family intact.

As for the other two, there are many disasters.

There is a family directly extinct, the orphan girl was taken away in the wild and died of adultery, and when it was found, the girl who was both beautiful and beautiful, liked Begonia the most, and wrote three quatrains for it The girl had died in the wild.

Disheveled, a pair of delicate eyes widened, but he has lost his spirituality.

The person who did it was so shrewd that he didn't leave anything behind, and the matter became an unsolved case.

At that time, the old head of the family couldn't bear the blow and couldn't afford to get sick. The merchants under the jurisdiction naturally fell apart, so that the Wu family devoured a lot of benefits, and became the largest merchant in the city, and gradually able to compete with the other two scholars.

Wu Junming walked into the house, and the three warriors all stood up and saluted.

The man bowed slightly, signaling that there was no need to be polite, his eyes swept from the room, he stared slightly, and frowned: "Why is Zhong Jinpeng not here?" ”

Zhong Jinpeng is the highest martial artist in the Wu family, and he is also the most fierce one, the three martial artists glanced at each other, and one of the middle-aged men shook his head and said:

"I don't know."

"I haven't seen him last night, and I don't know where he went?"

Wu Junming's barely suppressed qi in his heart showed some signs of surging up, he took a deep breath, his face returned to calm, but his heart was more and more dissatisfied with Zhong Jinpeng, who was becoming more and more unruly and disobedient.

The middle-aged man who had spoken earlier felt a slight coldness.

The coldness was immediately closed, Wu Junming waved his hand, the fat steward who had been kicked before turned around and closed the door, and the maids who had been serving here before were also driven out, and then stood behind Wu Junming very honestly, standing with his hands down and not saying a word.

Wu Junming paced two steps with his hands in his hands, walked from the middle hall to the top, and thought about how to speak in his heart.

The three martial artists who were not bad at martial arts looked at the family master quietly.

Wu Junming turned a few steps, his brows were slightly relaxed, his gaze swept over the faces of several martial artists in the hall, he made up his mind, slowly spoke, and said, "I called you here today, I really have something important to discuss, and I hope you ......."

There was a knock on the door outside the door, and the sound was quite loud, interrupting Wu Junming's brewing emotional momentum, the man frowned slightly, his voice stopped, and he did not continue.

The chief steward was very discerning, and without Wu Junming opening his mouth, he had already walked to the door, and the fat on his face was piled up, because of his anger, his originally honest and honest face looked quite fierce and hideous.

The palm of his hand had just rested on the door, and before he could speak, the person outside the door seemed to be impatient, and slammed it on the wooden door one last time.

With a bang, the door shook and fell down directly towards the inside, the Wu family has risen all these years, and the material of this wooden door will definitely not be used badly, it is a high-grade pineapple old wood, and it is very sinking.

The steward didn't pay attention, and he was directly pressed underneath and let out a miserable scream.

A black official boot stepped directly on the wooden door, and the scream of the steward was directly suppressed, and after stepping on it, it was also crushed a little harder, and the scream changed from high to low, wearing black official boots, wearing a vermilion suit, and a man with a horizontal knife at his waist stepped on the gate of Wu Mansion and slowly walked in.

Wu Junming's face changed, he took the initiative to step forward, arched his hand, and said with a forced smile:

"Why did Mr. Zhao come to me when he was free."

"Don't say hello in advance, Wu should prepare in advance."

"Ready? Haha, I'm afraid I won't dare to eat the wine and meat of the shopkeeper Wu. ”

The always smiling man looked at Wu Junming without smiling.

Wu Junming chuckled in his heart, and reluctantly smiled: "I really like to joke." ”

"Jokes? In the past, I might have to laugh with you, but today I don't have the heart to laugh with you. The chief catcher was obviously in a bad mood, waved his hand, and the two officials behind him walked forward directly with a big man.

Wu Junming just glanced at it, and his heart sank to the bottom.

This big man is Zhong Jinpeng.

It's just that at this time, there is no longer the fierce and arrogant in his impression, his face is full of horror, his eyes are blank, and he is obviously a nine-foot-long man, but he has to be supported by two people to barely stand firmly.

Wu Junming retracted his gaze and smiled reluctantly:

"What does it mean to be a head catcher?"

The chief catcher in Zhu Yi sneered, took out a lot of letterhead from his arms, and smashed it directly on Wu Junming's face, and sneered: "See for yourself, what are these?" Still want to fool me? ”

"The case of Mr. Sun's granddaughter being raped and murdered back then can be closed today, Mr. Sun brought your Wu family back then, but he got this end, and today Jiuquan can be blinded!"

Wu Junming's gaze fell on those letterheads, and his face turned pale.

Those were the secret letters he practiced with Zhong Jinpeng back then, in order to clamp Zhong Jinpeng, he still kept it in his hand, but he hid it extremely tightly, but why did it get into the hands of the government overnight? Not a single half.

The general catcher waved his hand, and the official behind him had already rushed forward.

The murderous Zhong Jinpeng was helpless, sat on the ground, drooling from his mouth, I don't know what he had experienced, he was scared stupid, even if he was alive in this life, he could only compete with beggars and wild dogs for food, and life was worse than death.

The officials took out the horizontal knives at their waists and took the pale head of the Wu family directly, attracting the attention of pedestrians on the road, I don't know if this kind Wu official caused something.

The chief catcher in the red robe yawned secretly.

Last night, Zhong Jinpeng, who was scared stupidly, appeared directly at his door with a bunch of cases, and dozens of people investigated for half a night, but they couldn't find any traces, but they scared the county Zun enough.

I don't know who did it.

Outside Jingfeng City, Cangshan Tomb, the two officials who were sent to see the tomb of the girl who was raped and killed back then stood in place without any abnormalities or clues.

At this time, it is early spring, and here is the northern land of Daqin, which is desolate.

However, in front of an old grave, begonia flowers bloomed like fire.

A taste of cyclamen.

The east wind curls up and spreads the sublime light, and the fragrant mist is empty and the moon is in the corridor.

I'm afraid that I will fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I burn high candles to shine red makeup.

I don't know how long it took, but a servant came back to his senses and muttered: "That Miss Sun family seems to like Begonia the most......

"It's a pity that I didn't see the cyclamen that I had been planting for several years before I died......"

The other official did not speak, but nodded silently.

A pair of eyes looked at the bouquet of flames blooming in front of him.

In the inn, Hong Luoyu sat on the windowsill, his right leg was directly on it, the hem of his clothes drooped, his hands were lifted, and he was pillow behind his head, looking at the scenery outside, yawning lazily, and his demeanor became more and more lazy and casual.

Wang Anfeng opened his eyes and sighed:

"Third Master, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Tonight, do you want to go back to Shaolin ......?"

Hong Luoyu retracted his gaze looking at the scenery outside the window.

Wang Anfeng was stunned for a moment when he saw that there seemed to be a gentle smile on the corner of the mouth of this third master, who was always not serious, but then the gentle chuckle on the corner of Hongluoyu's mouth disappeared, his head shook like a rattle, and he shouted exaggeratedly, and said again and again:

"Go back to what, go back?"

"You kid, say, do you want to assassinate as a teacher!!"

As soon as he propped up the windowsill, Hong Luoyu fell lightly to the ground, and when he said the word assassination, he had already appeared in front of the table, raised his hand and knocked Wang Anfeng's forehead lightly, and then carried his hands behind his back, walked out in a flash, and said slowly:

"Master, I'll eat something, you kid is practicing slowly......"

"We're not in a hurry."

Walk to the door and cough.

As soon as the door was opened, it was ten out of ten grandmasters.

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