Chapter 37: The Rivers and Lakes
What is Jianghu?
This question has always been in my mind. , the latest chapter access: Π¨Π¨Π¨.79xs.Π‘ΠΎΠ .
Especially seeing the fear on Wang Shenghai's face, the words "rivers and lakes" made me even more 'confused'.
According to the old man, the rivers and lakes are society.
Any industry, any social class, can be regarded as an independent Jianghu.
What is the situation of other rivers and lakes, this point is not for the time being, as far as the small rivers and lakes in the industry are concerned, face already represents too many things.
The most common formula is that face equals strength, which the older generation of gentlemen in the industry does not recognize, but almost all the children of the younger generation think so.
The more face-saving people are, the more people can buy his account, since there are so many people who obey him, can he not have the strength?
Impossible!
This is not an ancient time, relying on a body of wind and bones can deter the crowd, this is a new era!
Because of this, more and more gentlemen regard their faces as more important than their lives.
Even if they do something that doesn't fart. Neither can anyone in the industry speak of him.
Having said that, it is not to give face.
If you don't give face, it's a big deal to smash people's signboards and dismantle people's platforms.
At least it is to have a grudge with others, and at worst it is to die with others.
Take Wang Shenghai as an example.
In Guangxi, he is one of the most famous descendants, and the higher he stands, the more important he is to the so-called face.
was slapped in the face by the old man several times in succession, and his reputation can be said to be getting more and more stinky, and even many descendants look down on him, thinking that he is a gentleman with no bones and no strength.
In just a few days, his reputation became even more stinky, and fewer and fewer disciples were willing to practice with him, and those "masters" who wanted to do things with him no longer came to the 'door'.
Hate is one thing, stepping on the old man to regain his name, that is the point.
Even if this matter will involve people from the official family........ Wang Shenghai didn't care anymore.
New hatred, old hatred.
It's all worked out tonight.
"You're determined to 'kill' me, aren't you?" Wang Shenghai asked the old man.
"Yes." The old man nodded: "I don't 'get' you, you have to 'kill' me in the future, cut the grass and eradicate the root to prevent future troubles, I don't need to teach you this, right?" β
Wang Shenghai shrugged: "Understood." β
"What's more........" The old man hesitated for a moment, and looked at Wang Shenghai with complicated eyes: "Today's matter will spread sooner or later, if I don't 'kill' you, the road behind the Shen family will not be easy." β
Hearing this, Wang Shenghai's expression also became complicated, and he looked at the old man thoughtfully, but did not speak.
"If my grandson doesn't enter the industry, then everything is easy to say, but now that he is in the industry, I, who is a grandfather, must pave the way for him and teach him a lesson........"
As he spoke, the old man suddenly turned his head, looked at me and asked, "Have you learned?" β
"What did you learn?" I was stunned, and I didn't react.
"Handle people, remember not to be soft-hearted." The old man said: "At the beginning, I just didn't have the heart to pull down my face to 'get' him, which is why I have today." β
I nodded, didn't say anything, didn't know what to say.
"If you don't 'kill' me, the Shen family is still the Shen family, after all, you still want to use my life to establish power, right?" Wang Shenghai grinned, as if he had seen through everything, and said very calmly: "You have established authority for the Shen family, and your grandson's future road will be much easier, at least there will be no trouble for him who is not long-sighted." β
"Oh no, I'll just ask you, do you think you deserve to die?" The old man asked coldly.
Wang Shenghai 'touched' his chin and said, "It's okay, I don't think it's damned." β
"Not damned?" The old man sneered: "You haven't done anything to kill people for money? Bad rules help the owner to harm people, haven't you ever done it? The ability of the fart is big, and you dare to find someone in the industry to collect protection money in Guangxi, and you don't even let go of Mr., you are darker than the underworld! β
"Every man has his own way of living." Wang Shenghai smiled noncommittally.
He has calmed down now, and when he looks at the old man, there is no look of fear in his eyes.
Anyway, they all have to die, so it's better to go frankly.
What does it mean to see death as home?
That's it.
"In 89, there were two descendants of Guangxi who didn't 'pay' money to you, and robbed you of a job........" The old man looked at Wang Shenghai with a smile and asked him: "Just because of this little thing, you abolished the person on the dog day, and chopped off the hand of one of the descendants, you did it, right?" β
As soon as he heard this, Wang Shenghai nodded directly and said yes, isn't this what I did?
"There are no rules, I have my rules, you have your rules, so ........" Wang Shenghai said this, did not continue, shook his head, and looked quite calm.
At this time, I didn't know which tendon was 'pumping', I looked at Wang Shenghai and couldn't help but ask him: "Are you planning to 'kill' us to the mountain today?" β
"Yes." Wang Shenghai said.
"If we fall into your hands, will you let us go?" I asked him with a frown.
Wang Shenghai laughed twice and asked me, what do you say?
"Okay, I see." I took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and looked at Wang Shenghai with a complicated expression: "Becoming a king and defeating a king, you have to admit it if you lose, this time the old man won, you should have nothing to say." β
Wang Shenghai nodded: "I don't have anything to say, if you plant it, you will plant it, and you can't admit it." β
"You're not soft-hearted, are you?" The old man asked me coldly.
"It was there, but then it was gone." As I spoke, my eyes gradually became serious, although my brain was a little 'chaotic', but the whole person was still in a strange state, very calm.
"Why don't you '' the knife?" The old man smiled.
"Nope." I shrugged my shoulders, and the smile on my face was slightly reluctant: "It's one thing to say it, it's another thing to do it." β
"It's not productive." The old man gave me a blank look.
As soon as the words fell, he seemed to have made up his mind, waved his hand at me, and told me to go to the village to meet Zhou Zhiguo first, and he would be able to come back by himself in half an hour at most.
"Don't need my help?" I asked.
The old man nodded and said, "Ruth has to go step by step, there are some things that you can't see for the time being, I'm afraid that you will be left with a psychological 'shadow'." β
As soon as I heard this, I didn't ask any more questions, told the old man to be careful, and then went straight down the mountain.
When I returned to the village, Sun Xiaowu was still in a coma, and Zhou Zhiguo and Chen Qiuyan were still taking care of him.
When they saw me coming, they couldn't help but be a little worried, and asked me why didn't my old man come back? Why are you the only one coming back?
"He's on business." I said.
After receiving this reply, Chen Qiuyan didn't think much about it, just thought that the old man was dealing with those five blessings.
But Zhou Zhiguo was much smarter, and seemed to have guessed what the old man was doing.
"Caught?" Zhou Zhiguo asked, handing me a cigarette.
I politely refused: "I'm sorry, Brother Zhou, I don't know how to 'smoke'." β
"'Smoke,' use it as a tranquilizer." Zhou Zhiguo looked at my hand as he spoke, as if to remind me: "Don't shake your hands, if you shake again, I will have to be your 'drug'." β
Hearing this, I was silent for a moment, reached out, and took the cigarette.
"It's better to deal with this matter cleanly, and don't leave it for outsiders." Zhou Zhiguo said in a low voice: "You don't have to worry about the official family, it is the one who is the one who disrupts the 'chaos' law and order........
"Disrupt the peace?" I smiled wryly and said, "It would be nice if it was just a matter of disturbing the peace." β
Zhou Zhiguo shrugged his shoulders and didn't speak again.
"How do you 'smoke' this cigarette? It's not burning! I put a cigarette in my mouth and lit a lighter: "You want to take a puff, right?" I remember the old man as ........"
"Smack!!"
Before I could finish my question, I was rewarded with a potsticker on the back of the head.
"Dog's day's melon baby! Okay, don't you learn to 'smoke'?! The old man stood behind me, his face of rotten wood could not be carved: "Even if you learn to 'smoke' cigarettes, you can't even light a cigarette, and your brain has let the dog eat it?!" β
"You're back?"
I was a little stunned, feeling that the half hour had passed too quickly.
"Done?" I asked.
"That's it."
The old man said, lifted the small bag in his hand, and shook it in front of my eyes: "The loot is all packed, the coffin nails are not dropped, all are treasures......."
"What about the man?" I asked.
In the dim moonlight, the old man's smile was still bright.
But for some reason, he didn't look so happy.
There was no pleasure on his face to slash the enemy, nor was there any relief to get rid of the great trouble, only a helplessness that I couldn't understand.
In the end, the old man still didn't give me any answer.
He just tightened his coat, as if he felt cold, and kept breathing into the palm of his hand, muttering something in his mind.
"It's so cold......."