"Huh. Ma Jiqiang laughed, and appreciated Chen Sheng's calmness in his heart, he wanted to pinch him to death like pinching an ant to death, but this offspring was not afraid at all, this aggressive appearance, as if he really didn't take himself seriously, Wuhun Palace, it was really not simple.

"You are doing a big deal, play with you, Changle Fang has not much family business, but you can't afford to play, this period of time, who in the rivers and lakes does not know the prestige of your Wuhun Palace, can be selected by you to cooperate, it is also my honor to Changle Fang, that's good, I don't bully the small, a price, Na Yuan Dan 20,000, Ming'er will do it when we see the signal, no matter whether it is Langyawei on the other side, or the inquisition, give money to do things, and the emperor will kill you!"

"Twenty thousand?" Chen Sheng raised his eyebrows, and then laughed, seeing that Ma Ji was unhappy, he did not shy away from mocking at all: "Ma Da is the master Why don't you give us 20,000 yuan for a month, and let you Changle Fang stand at the top of all the gangs in Kyushu, how about it?"

According to the price of Na Yuan Dan in the black market, 20,000 Na Yuan Dan is 6 million taels of silver, what kind of concept is that, it is estimated that the current treasury can't take out so much cash, besides, Na Yuan Dan is often priceless, and the value of 20,000 pieces is definitely far more than these six million taels of silver.

"And how much do you give?"

"Five thousand!" Chen Sheng sneered, not evading it at all, even if the man and woman Martha wanted to kill him.

"Fifteen thousand!"

"Eight thousand!"

"Ten thousand!"

"Deal!" When Ma Ji gritted his teeth and reported the bottom line in his heart, Chen Sheng's face was relieved, and Wan Er smiled and stretched out his right hand and said, "Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!" The cold and shrill voice spit out from Ma Ji's mouth word by word, and gently shook Chen Sheng, and he put on a "charming" smile and said lightly: "You are not afraid that I will regret it?" You know, now in the Inquisition and Langyawei, the information of the Wuhun Hall is sky-high! As soon as you leave, I will sell you, and the silver will continue to fall into our hands. ”

"Does Master Martha want to hear the truth or lie?" Chen Sheng was still laughing, the smile that knew everything in his chest really made Ma Ji feel unhappy for a while, as the owner of Changle Fang, he had never suffered such a wretchedness, but there was no way at all, Wuhun Palace, hearing what they had done over the years, it was creepy to think about it.

"Can't you listen to them all?" Ma Ji smiled and winked at Chen Sheng.

"The lie is that Changle Fang, as one of the most powerful gangsters in Kyushu, has a well-known reputation in the rivers and lakes, and Ma Da has been in charge of the noble gang for decades, and the reputation of valuing love and righteousness is also known all over the world. ”

"Thanks, but what about the truth?"

"Truth?" Chen Sheng restrained his smile, his eyes began to sharpen, and for a long time, he stared at Ma Ji's eyes tightly, and asked coldly: "Do you dare?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly dropped to the freezing point, Liu Chen slowly raised his head, vigilantly paying attention to the increasingly depressed atmosphere around him, he had no bottom in his heart, for fear that this surnamed Ma would be angry and kill the three of them on the spot, it would be really a big game.

"Okay!" After a long time, when Liu Chen and Wu Tong were already sweating profusely, Na Ma Ji suddenly stood on a high place and applauded, and laughed while applauding, "The hero is a young man, the Martial Spirit Hall is really extraordinary, go and tell your shopkeeper, this business, Changle Fang took it, let him prepare 10,000 Na Yuan Dan, tomorrow night, let you see what it means to be a river of blood!"

When he came out of Changle Fang, it was already midnight, and he said goodbye to Chen Sheng on the Qinglong painting boat, and Liu Chen and Wu Tong returned to the academy in the dark.

When he returned to his house, he found that his back had already been soaked in cold sweat, although the owner of Changle Fang looked a little disgusting, but the momentum of being in a high position for a long time was still quite impressive, especially when he had a straight face and murderous intent, now thinking about it, Liu Chen was a little afraid.

This is the case in the world of the jungle, why do the three juniors dare to bargain with the male lord who has been famous for decades, isn't it just relying on the Wuhun Hall behind him, walking the rivers and lakes, backing the mountain must be important, but these things are not enough for Liu Chen to gain a foothold in this troubled era where a group of heroes are rising, and the only thing he can rely on is his own strength.

If it is said that people who practice martial arts are addicts, then the increasingly powerful cultivation is the poppy that is so beautiful that people can't extricate themselves, playing with the Na Yuan Dan in his hand for a while, Liu Chen smiled slightly, swallowed it in his mouth, greedily absorbed it, and went one step further, he could be compared to the original great monk asceticism.

Dragon Boat Festival, is the Holy Ancestor era handed down the festival, Emperor Taizu Gao reigned, the people gradually live and work in peace and contentment, the Holy Ancestor every day in the Bauhinia Mountain to preach, the days gradually passed a little boring, that is, at that time, he often fell into memories, remembered those old friends many years ago.

Legend has it that an old friend of the Holy Ancestor was a scholar in the remote Chu State when the previous dynasties were divided, called Zuo Yuan, the Holy Ancestor and he were small, and they had studied together under the door of the sages.

After becoming an official, Yuan did not forget the old friend of the Holy Ancestor, but still encouraged him to study, to seek the well-being of the people with knowledge, and often to invite the great Confucian masters to help the Holy Ancestor to study, but the world is unpredictable, Yuan's conduct just decided that he is difficult to gain a foothold in the officialdom, in order to get rid of those harsh policies, in order to make the people recuperate, the young and vigorous Yuan more than once wrote bitter advice, hoping that the warlike King of Chu can cherish the people more, for this, the king is very angry, more and more disgusted with him.

At that time, the officialdom could be said to be a miasma, and the original uprightness also offended the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, and later, those old nobles united to frame Yuan, so that he was exiled by the king for thousands of miles and never hired.

At that time, the Holy Ancestor was studying in various countries, and when he heard the news, he rushed back to Chu overnight, and after several days of running, when he came to his hometown by the Canglan River, he had already committed suicide by throwing himself into the river.

It was at that time that he finally understood that reading can save people, and curing diseases can also save people, but those can only save a few, and if you want most people to get out of the sea of suffering, you have to have the strength to overthrow all the old systems, and that year, the Holy Ancestor put down his pen and picked up his sword.

After the founding of the Great Xia, the Holy Ancestor set that day as the Dragon Boat Festival, and the spring went to the summer, remembering old friends, and introspecting himself.