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The sunset shone obliquely, in the eastern suburbs outside the city, a group of people and horses walked through the field paths and stopped in front of a blue brick and green tile house.

At this time, being able to build such a "luxurious" building in the middle of the field is naturally not an ordinary person- It is necessary to know, perhaps, hundreds of years later, the green bricks and green tiles are the most ordinary, but in this era of the Yuan Dynasty, the ordinary people in the countryside, most of the houses they live in are mud bricks and thatched houses, as if the real brick houses in front of them are definitely a symbol of noble status, and its lofty meaning is no less than the rich people of later generations who are tired of the hustle and bustle of the city to avoid the rural architecture chic villas, used for leisure to enjoy the elegance of the green mountains and green waters.

That's right, this elegant villa, his owner is not small, when the former chief judge of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, Ma hated Master Shuima.

Although Master Ma was killed for more than a year, his son Ma Shufeng Ma Gongzi is here.

Ma Gongzi is not in the official career, and he is also extinct in the rivers and lakes, let alone seeing him make a difference in business, for many people, he seems to be a mysterious existence.

Because, Ma Gongzi, what kind of industry is he doing?

Ma Gongzi is thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a good face, white and clean, a wide robe and a slow belt, and he looks like a good family man.

The eight knights walked into the main house, and then they took off the sunshade hats on their heads one by one, revealing faces of different ages and different ages.

Among them, there are either old men in their fifties, scholars in their early forties, young men in their twenties, and even two beautiful and charming women.

If you put the two beauties aside first, you will find that, in fact, those six people all have one thing in common, that is, ordinary, ordinary, ordinary, ordinary, ordinary, ordinary, important things said five times.

So, how ordinary is it?

The standard popular face and body shape, I have just seen it, and in the blink of an eye, when I pass by, I can't dare to judge who I have seen.

If you ask Mr. Meng to explain, he will immediately answer: This is a good bone who was born to be a spy.

As for the two beauties, well, if you are often nostalgic for the famous people in the Jiangnan night market, you will not be a stranger, Liuqin girl, girl, are the best darlings of nightclubs.

The two women and six men sat down silently, their eyes all looking at Ma Gongzi intently. Ma Gongzi didn't speak immediately, picked up the teacup, took a shallow sip, put down the teacup, glanced at everyone, and then said slowly: "The chief helmsman has encountered misfortune, presumably everyone has also received the news, and the murderer Lei Tianheng who attacked the chief helmsman has also died, and this section can be released." At present, what we have to do is to fulfill the last wish of the chief helmsman, make the bloody case of that year public, and give justice to more than 100 unjust souls. ”

The old man said: "Young Master Ma, this matter will be discussed later, but now, there is a problem in front of you that needs to be solved first." ”

Ma Gongzi's eyes flashed, and he said, "Old Luo, what do you ......mean?"

Luo Laohan said: "Ma Gongzi has always been our honorary advisor of 'Bai Xiaohui', and he is the most respected person in our eight halls, the chief helmsman is gone, and we also listen to Ma Gongzi's words, but the so-called name is not right, and the position of the chief helmsman cannot be suspended all the time, we should set the candidate for this chief helmsman, and then we can straighten out the next things." ”

The other seven people also nodded their heads and said that this was the reason. Ma Gongzi pondered for a moment and said, "The bones of the chief helmsman are not cold, everyone does this, will they be disrespectful to the spirit of the chief helmsman in the sky?"

The gray-clothed young man said: "The matter is urgent, we just want the direction of the direction determined by such a large group, in that way, the implementation is also straightforward and strong, presumably the helmsman has knowledge and is also comforted." ”

Ma Gongzi looked around at everyone, and when he saw that they all looked calm, he clearly had this intention, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I, Ma Shufeng, am an outsider, and you can choose one person to be the chief helmsman, and I will continue to assist." ”

Luo Laohan's eyes looked at everyone, and they all nodded, as if they had reached a consensus on the road, and they only looked forward to him.

Luo Laohan was not polite, coughed lightly, and said: "Ma Gongzi, after our eight hall masters discussed, in the end, we all agreed that although Ma Gongzi has always been the guest secretary of 'Baixiaohui', he has done his best to maintain the general hub of 'Baixiaohui', and his contribution is huge, which is obvious to everyone. Therefore, Ma Gongzi is the best and only candidate for the helmsman, and I ask Ma Gongzi not to shirk. ”

Ma Gongzi was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, and said, "This, this...... Ma is a shallow learner, how to make ......"

Miss Liuqin chuckled, extremely charming, and said softly: "Childe is low-key, neither up to the official nor in business, hidden in the rivers and lakes, and familiar with the way of 'Baixiaohui' manipulation, there is no one in the world who can match, Childe does not come to sit in the position of the helmsman, do you still want us to go outside to find someone who doesn't know anything to sit?"

Ma Gongzi said: "Well, this ......"

A middle-aged scribe waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, Ma Gongzi, oh no, chief helmsman, that's all." ”

He said "Chief Helmsman" exit, and the rest all brushed and said: "Chief Helmsman." ”

Uh, what's the situation?

Dare to be affectionate, they insisted on putting Ma Gongzi in the position of chief helmsman.

Ma Gongzi froze, and finally, with a long sigh, he shook his head more or less helplessly, and said: "You guys have partnered to bully me, eight people, eight mouths, eight hands, you can't scold and scold, you can't beat you, it's too bullying." That's it, that's it, I guess if I don't agree, I guess I won't be able to get out of this door......"

"Hahaha......"

"Hahaha......"

"Hahaha......"

The crowd burst out laughing.

In the midst of laughter, Ma Gongzi lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something important, but no one saw it, and no one noticed it, and there was a cold and murderous hatred in his eyes.

When he looked up again, his eyes were still very cold, but he hid that trace of hatred, and said in a deep voice: "Now, Tang Bang is dead, we can't tell whether Sanshao pried his mouth open to let him reveal the secret of the bloody case back then, but, at least, we know that Tang Bang was killed by Lei Tianheng, as for why Lei Tianheng killed Tang Bang, this has always been a mystery." ”

The middle-aged scribe said, "What if Lei Tianheng was coerced in some way?"

Ma Gongzi said: "There is this possibility, however, one, Lei Tianheng and Tang Bang have a solid friendship and rely on each other, Lei Tianheng should not self-destruct the Great Wall to isolate himself, and furthermore, the power of Thunderbolt Hall is not small, Lei Tianheng is even more of a hot-tempered person, who can use great strength to crush him and make him bow his head?"

A black-robed young man said: "Lei Tianheng had disappeared for four days before he made a move on Tang Bang, that is to say, in these four days, who he had seen was very crucial. ”

Ma Gongzi said: "Yes, therefore, I summoned Miss Liuqin and the girl from Jiangnan, hoping that the two of them would stay and collect intelligence in the capital." ”

Miss Liuqin and the girl frowned together and said, "Obey." ”

Ma Gongzi said: "You have to be cautious, even Lei Tianheng was forced to bow his head, the horror of the forces we encountered this time can be imagined! After all, fighting is not our forte, so once there is any dangerous information, the first time, reveal it to the third Shao, let him launch a thunderbolt to relieve the siege for us." ”

Everyone was slightly stunned, and then quickly understood.

Yes, at some point, it is the king to properly use all the people who can be used to protect yourself and keep yourself safe.

"Alright, that's the end of this meeting, let's disperse. ”

"Yes, helmsman. ”

At the beginning of the lanterns, Meng knocked on the door of the Hong Mansion.

After all, he had promised to go to Fuso to escort Ichiro Okada, the chief instructor of the Iga faction, back to Middle-earth, and confronted him in front of the saint at the palace court, and returned his innocence. Now, although he knows that Okada Ichiro has nothing to do with this matter, and not only the ministers of the court and the saint know, but even Hong Qingyi, a woman who is not political, knows that Okada Ichiro is only an instructor of the Iga faction, and he is not qualified to participate in politics at all.

Now, the mentality of Meng classmates is also like that of many people who understand, and they can only repay it with a deep debt.

He dreams that classmate is no better than the highest power in the country today, he holds the highest political power in the country, and if he owes it, with a word, he can restore Lord Hong to his official position and compensate him.

And what about him?

If he loses his trust in others, what can he come up with to compensate others?

Wine?

Well, yes, our dream classmate went in with two bottles of wine.

With two bottles of wine, you can mess with Lord Hong?

Even Miss Hong was in disbelief, looking at him with big beautiful eyes.

On the contrary, Lord Hong was only slightly stunned, and then, happy, laughed. Lord Hong's father and daughter were dining, and there was still a steaming hot pot on the table. Lord Hong greeted warmly, "You haven't eaten, have you?"

Meng said honestly: "No. ”

Lord Hong was slightly stunned again, and then scolded with a smile: "Yes, come over with two bottles of wine, dare to eat rice, and it is estimated that you will have to eat back to your roots, oops, I said three less, you are a businessman, I know, it's just that you are a businessman, why are you so shrewd, and you don't want to lose money at all." ”

Meng said modestly: "Where is it, a small business, that is, just a casual fool of food and clothing, you must cherish it, and you don't dare to be extravagant." ”

"Cut," even Miss Hong couldn't stand it anymore, "I can be so high-sounding to be stingy, in the whole world, I only serve three young you." ”

Meng clasped his hands into fists and said, "You're polite, you're polite." ”

Then, he sat down honestly and unceremoniously, Miss Hong smiled helplessly, turned away, and then added a set of chopsticks and two wine glasses to Classmate Meng. Meng uncorked the wine, the aroma was overflowing, Lord Hong's nose twitched a few times, his eyes lit up, and said, "Luoyang's 'peony brew'?"

Classmate Meng exclaimed: "Lord Hong is really a member of my generation, I know it when I hear it, and I admire it." ”

Lord Hong's eyes showed a hint of nostalgia, and he said quietly: "Luoyang has been separated for thirty years, and the wind and snow are no more, well, it is correct, it should be the passage of time, and the youth is no more." ”

Meng classmate filled Lord Hong and himself with wine and drank it. Wine over three rounds of food over five flavors. Master Hong's face was straight, and he said: "Sanshao, to be honest, you just came in, and you were carrying two bottles of wine in your hands, and the old man thought that you were talking about the matchmaking for yourself." ”

Meng said: "Forehead......"

Hong Dadao: "Sanshao may not know something, since you said in public last year that Tsing Yi was your person, many sons and brothers who originally intended to pursue her were scared away......"

Hong Qingyi's face turned crimson, and she said in a low voice: "Dad, why do you say that?"

Hong Dadao: "What Dad said is the truth, okay, what's more, you are not too young, your mother will go early, I will have a daughter for you, I don't care about your happiness, who else do I care about?"

"Don't talk nonsense with you, you eat slowly, I'm full......"

Hong Qingyi stood up shyly and walked out quickly.

Lord Hong shook his head and said helplessly: "It's a big girl, and you're still so shy, how is it nonsense about life events, Sanshao, you say, what the old man said is reasonable?" Although classmate Meng's cheekiness is comparable to that of the Great Wall, and even, shameless, that kind of shamelessness, even he is afraid, but in the face of other people's girls and her father, how can he talk about girls in person?

Moreover, looking at the development of the situation in front of him, this old man dared to do the overlord and urged him to get married.

Alas, could it be that when people get old, their faces are getting thicker and thicker?

Classmate Meng was defeated, and said a little embarrassed: "Lord Hong is very loving, the kid is grateful, it's just that you know the kid's situation......"

Lord Hong said: "Isn't it just that you have a few women, an excellent man, three wives and four concubines, it's normal anymore, what's the matter?"

Classmate Meng said: "The kid is afraid that he will wronged the eldest lady." ”

Lord Hong stared at him and said in a deep voice: "If, what I said is if, Tsing Yi doesn't care?"

Yume-san was silent.

My Fair Lady Gentleman is very good.

If you look at the several women of the dream classmates with a calm and grim eye, the straightforwardness of Caidie, the charm of Yu Yu, the beauty of Ma Wan'er, the maturity of Yao Yan, the delicacy of Yu Qianbao, and the aura of fairies, although they have their own strengths, but when it comes to the temperament of a truly famous lady, it seems that there is really no woman comparable to Hong Qingyi.

If he doesn't have any feelings for Hong Qingyi, it must be a deception, and he must not believe it.

However, with countless experiences, the original enthusiasm has been gradually worn away by this world. And, as the number of people to protect around him continues to increase, the responsibilities on his shoulders are becoming more and more onerous, and it is almost difficult for him to breathe.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still some unfinished matters to be resolved, he had already let Ma Wan'er start to shrink. But at the moment, it can't be done, and he needs to use the huge information network of the Dream Home Group to provide him with various conveniences for action.

Of course, for Hong Qingyi, he is afraid of yes, but instead of taking on more responsibilities and burdens, he ......

Lord Hong suddenly sighed lightly, his eyes showed infinite loneliness, and he said softly: "Third young man, the old man knows that you are a little dissatisfied with my actions, but in this world, if the old man does not establish some capital to establish his life, how can he stand firm in the world, let alone ask for life for the people and do some practical things." ”

Classmate Meng knew that what he said was that he secretly funded Fuso Yamaguchi Hengyi's family, supported the Yamaguchi family to ascend to the throne, and then collected money for him. After all, Lord Hong is based on officialdom in the Central Plains with honesty and honesty, but the depth of the water in the officialdom and the intertwining of roots and knots, how can he be a poor bastard who can play around?

It is bound to need to invest a lot of money to dredge the upper and lower joints and deepen the relationship before you can realize your ambitions.

Speaking of which, Lord Hong also has his last resort, because he wants to base himself on officialdom with honesty and justice, at least on the surface, he does not dare to secretly manipulate business operations in the form of open secrets like Mu Lingdao and other officials, so he can only stay away from the local area and secretly reach out to Fusang to make a profit. Then, fill the bottomless pit of officialdom with the money obtained.

In the end, it is difficult to define whether this is the sorrow of an era or the sorrow of a clean official!

Meng also sighed, stood up, and said softly as he walked out: "Perhaps, I sympathize with Lord Hong's situation, and even, I admire it very much. It's just that I want to say that Huo Yunshen is not a good partner. ”

"Huo Yunshen ?!......"

Lord Hong had just stood up and was about to send him off, but he suddenly shook violently and his voice trembled.

Yume-san's figure has disappeared.

Lord Hong stumbled under his feet, knocked over the chair, and almost fell to the ground.

He stared blankly at the night outside the door, a trace of indescribable fear slowly creeping into his eyes. (To be continued.) )