Chapter 423 Murder, murder
Jiang Qingzhi's speech on Mohism shocked the business community in Beijing.
"Revenge must be exacted!"
The wealthy businessmen with backgrounds are clamoring.
"Our reputation is now in tatters!"
Chen Shi, a wealthy businessman in the capital, cursed at a party: "Jiang Qingzhi called me a demon. Now when I go out, people point fingers at me..."
"So what are you going to do?" Someone asked sarcastically, "How about taking action?"
"Taking action is the worst option." Chen Shi said, "Now Jiang Qingzhi and the scholars are killing each other. Someone asked me if I am willing to join forces..."
Everyone looked at each other.
It's okay to join forces with the literati, but it's okay to be an enemy of Jiang Qingzhi...
Someone stood up and said, "I have something else to do at home. Bye."
"The weather is getting warmer, and the quilts at home have not been hung out to dry yet. We'll meet again later."
"Oops! I forgot I had to pick up the goods today. Damn it!"
In a flash, Chen Shi was the only one left in the lobby.
"Son of a bitch!" Chen Shi smashed the wine glass and went to Fengyuan Building later.
"all gone?"
Han Yu was stunned.
"Yes." Chen Shi said respectfully: "Mr. Han, forgive me for being frank..."
"You said."
"Those wealthy merchants won't do anything that has no benefit."
"Money is the father, milk is the mother." Yang Qing sighed, "No wonder the merchants have been suppressed for many years. The nature of these merchants who are greedy for money has not changed. Even I think they should be suppressed."
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"Whoever has money is the father, whoever has milk is the mother!"
Several women who were buying meat were talking about this.
"It is said that there are merchants smuggling in the grasslands!"
"What was smuggled?"
"What weapons were smuggled?"
"No way! That's a business that can get you killed."
Yang Zhaodi held the butcher knife and chopped the bones while saying, "Is there really anyone who dares to do such a thing?"
"In the capital, five strings of cash can buy a desperate criminal to kill someone for you. If you transport an iron pot to the grassland, the profit can be increased tenfold or even twentyfold. Those grassland nobles are even willing to exchange ten good horses or a herd of cattle and sheep for a set of cosmetics and other things. Not to mention the risk of being beheaded, even if it means risking the execution of the entire clan, those merchants will take the risk."
Xu Wei picked up the bones chopped by Yang Zhaodi, tied them up skillfully with a straw rope, handed them to the woman, took the money and put it in his purse.
"Ten times or twenty times?" Yang Zhaodi said absentmindedly, "If I can earn 10% more from selling pork every day, I will be satisfied."
"People are greedy..." Xu Dushe stopped in time and said with a wry smile: "How about doing something else?"
"I only know how to kill pigs." Yang Zhaodi shook her head. "I wouldn't feel confident if I did something else. If a person doesn't feel confident, he will feel lost."
"I'm just...that's all." Seeing Yang Zhaodi's indifferent expression, Xu Wei suppressed the thought.
"I heard that the uncle had a fierce fight with the scholars. Those people were so vicious that they dared to break into the uncle's mansion in the middle of the night and kill people. Be careful when you work in that mansion!"
"Don't worry." Xu Wei said confidently, "This matter will be resolved soon."
After returning to the Bo Mansion, Xu Wei went to see Jiang Qingzhi.
The weather was cold, and Jiang Qingzhi was frozen to the point of having red lips and white teeth.
"Old Xu, you should hurry up and get married."
Jiang Qingzhi looked at Xu Wei's conflicted face with satisfaction, thinking that he couldn't let me be the only one being rushed.
"Master, those people are planning to have a gathering in the near future, but not in the city, but at the Yang family's villa outside the city."
Jiang Qingzhi narrowed his eyes and said, "Yang's villa..."
"My Lord, I heard they also invited two officials." Xu Wei sneered, "These are hostages."
"It's fine for both sides to fight, but if officials are killed, things will get out of hand," said Jiang Qingzhi.
"Master, why don't we wait until they come back?"
"Why wait?" Jiang Qingzhi said coldly: "This opportunity is rare."
Hu Zongxian arrived, "Someone outside sent a message saying that the Lord is planning to kill the officials."
"This is a provocation." Xu Wei sneered, "If Lord Bo can't bear it and starts to fight, Your Majesty won't be able to protect him either."
Killing officials would arouse resentment among people all over the world, and even the common people would think that Jiang Qingzhi was too domineering.
"And those people will definitely keep an eye on the guards in the mansion. If the guards go out in large numbers, they will even follow them all the way."
"Mo Zhan!"
"Uncle!"
Mo Zhan came in.
Jiang Qingzhi ordered: "Pick the three most outstanding guards, plus you, me and Shitou, six of us, do you dare to go and break into the so-called Yang Family Villa?"
"Six people." Xu Wei said, "Master, there have been quite a few people coming in and out of the Yang family's villa recently, and there are at least twenty guards."
"In my eyes, you are nothing but a piece of shit!"
Mo Zhan said: "I am willing to follow Master Bo and kill all those bastards!"
Jiang Qingzhi went to the backyard, and Li Tian was reviewing the list of gifts to be given at the end of the year.
"I'm going out tonight."
Li Tian looked up and said, "Come back soon."
"Ok!"
There are many benefits to marrying a smart wife, such as being considerate.
In the afternoon, Jiang Qingzhi quietly left the capital in a carriage.
The five people accompanying him dispersed and gathered quietly outside the city.
Yang's villa is eight miles away from the capital. It was a pasture in the past, but later it was taken over by Yang and turned into his own villa. When he had nothing to do, he would go out of the city to ride a horse or go fishing.
There was a forest less than two miles away from the villa. Jiang Qingzhi and his men entered the forest before dark.
"Don't make a fire." Mo Zhan ordered.
Everyone brought dry food with them. Jiang Qingzhi took out bread and chocolate from his knapsack, two slices per person and a bar of chocolate.
"Really delicious!"
The guards thought it was a supreme delicacy, and Sun Chonglou was also eating with a smile on his face. Seeing Jiang Qingzhi frowning slightly while holding the bread, he asked, "Master, don't you want to eat?"
"I ate too much." Jiang Qingzhi was a bread lover in his previous life. He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't eat a few slices of bread every day. During a physical examination, his blood sugar level was abnormal. The doctor explained the consequences of diabetes one by one. Since then, Jiang Qingzhi has stayed away from these sugar and oil mixtures.
Although the pancreatic function of this body should be fine, the habits from the previous life cannot be changed for the time being.
He took a bite, and the milky aroma and various technologies and hard work slowly blended in his mouth.
It tastes good. It's okay to eat it once in a while.
Have another piece of chocolate, the smoothness after the bitterness will make you intoxicated.
After eating the dry food, everyone rested for half an hour.
The guard who went out to get information came back.
"Master, those people are drinking and having fun in their villa!"
"set off!"
The six people approached the villa quietly.
Several guards were patrolling back and forth on the periphery. There was a fire in the distance. It was a bonfire and someone was barbecuing.
"It smells so good!" Sun Chonglou, the foodie, felt hungry again.
Jiang Qingzhi pointed inside and said, "Go around."
They bypassed this place, found an unattended place, and climbed over the wall to get in.
Jiang Qingzhi grabbed the upper edge of the wall and with a little effort, he actually climbed up.
The strength of this body is constantly growing, which is cause for celebration!
After climbing in, a guard led the way, and soon they saw a brightly lit hall.
"Seven people!" The guard turned around, "Two officials are also here."
"Kill five people." Jiang Qingzhi said coldly.
"Yes!"
Jiang Qingzhi took out a black cloth and covered his face with it somewhat unfamiliarly.
He tied a knot with his hands at the back of his head and pulled it up and down a few times... Jiang Qingzhi didn't want the towel to fall off while he was killing someone. Just thinking about that scene was embarrassing.
——The two frightened officials stared at him blankly, "You are... Isn't this Long Wilbur!"
Shake your head and put the fantasy away.
Jiang Qingzhi held the hilt of the knife, his eyes cold.
An official came out, yawned and said, "I am here, no matter how brave Jiang Qingzhi is, he dare not come!"
At this time, Sun Chonglou suddenly whispered: "Master, there is someone nearby."
"where?"
"Behind that official, look, it's coming out."
Jiang Qingzhi looked in the direction of his hand and cursed, "It was actually him?"
The person who came out next was actually the former prince’s uncle Huang Wei!
Huang Wei was found during the raid. Should Jiang Qingzhi kill him? No. Huang Wei was quite familiar with Jiang Qingzhi. When questioning him, he only needed to say: That man looks like Long Wei Bo!
Just this one sentence and Jiang Qingzhi would be hard to escape suspicion.
If Huang Wei was killed, would Emperor Jiajing think of the prince who was poisoned and distance himself from Jiang Qingzhi? Or even become furious and punish him...
"What a trick!" Jiang Qingzhi sneered, "Shi Tou, go and knock him out."
"okay!"
Sun Chonglou quietly moved over. His huge body was so agile that Mo Zhan couldn't help but praise him, "Shitou is really a natural warrior."
Huang Wei went to the toilet. After entering the toilet, he hung the lantern on the wall. As soon as he untied his belt, he saw the halo of light casting a huge shadow over himself.
Bah!
Huang Wei rolled his eyes, and Sun Chonglou caught it and threw it on the ground.
He came out quietly, returned to the side of the lobby, and raised his hand towards Jiang Qingzhi.
"it is good!"
Jiang Qingzhi took a deep breath and suddenly felt a little excited.
He seemed to have returned to his previous life. In South America, he once led his men to raid the opponent's villa. There was a hail of bullets all the way, and he finally killed the opponent with his own hands.
Jiang Qingzhi bent down and nimbly avoided the flowers and trees.
At this moment, he felt that his previous self had completely merged into this body.
Those tactical moves were flawless.
Mo Zhan, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Jiang Qingzhi's unfamiliar movements.
A guard in front suddenly shouted, "Who?"
"Get started!" Jiang Qingzhi shouted, and rushed over first.
Under the light, the guard saw a masked man rushing over and immediately shouted, "There's a thief!"
Hearing the noise, more than a dozen guards rushed out from the surroundings.
Everyone in the hall was stunned and looked at the two officials.
"How dare you!" an official sneered, "I'm here, let's see who dares to take action?"
"what!"
Amid the shrill screams, someone shouted, "It's a good guy!"
An official stood up and walked outside the lobby, only to see six masked men rushing into the group of guards. The flash of swords kept reflecting in the firelight, and the official couldn't help but squint his eyes, trying to see who they were.
The donated blood continued to spurt out, and the hissing sound made the official's face gradually turn pale.
"Stop!" he shouted.
"kill!"
One guard was chopped to the ground, and the other guard's head flew high, spinning continuously in the air, with blood splattering everywhere.
The six of them formed a sharp arrow formation and actually killed their way out.
The leading man walked towards the lobby.
The official said in a trembling voice: "You...you..."
In the end, he didn't dare to say the three words "Jiang Qingzhi".
The knife flashed, and the official's legs went limp. "Don't kill me!"
There were five men and an official in the lobby.
The man walked over slowly.
The five men were shivering and shaking all over.
"There are witnesses here..." A man pointed at the official, "If you dare to do it, the news of Long Wilbur's murder will be known to everyone tomorrow."
The masked man stopped.
A sigh.
"No!"
The sword flashed away.
After an unknown amount of time, a surviving guard walked into the lobby trembling with fear.
Outside the lobby, an official sat slumped, muttering dully: "Murder, murder..."
There were five corpses in the hall. Another official was vomiting. He knelt and looked up, saying with tears in his eyes: "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything..."
(End of this chapter)
