Chapter 257: Returning to Old Business

Hong Chenglue's eyes changed bit by bit, as if suddenly realizing, and also filled with indignation. "So it was you!" He said coldly, "For this point alone, I should kill you!"

As soon as his killing intent arose, the surrounding air dropped a few degrees. Wu Qing stepped back to avoid his edge, but didn't open his mouth to beg for mercy.

Because he knew Hong Chenglue meant what he said.

Sure enough, Hong Chenglue's killing intent quickly converged, and he continued to ask: "Why find my brother and incite him to go to his death?"

Wu Qing hurriedly waved his hand. "Master Hong's firmness of belief is in the top three among the people I have seen; how could I incite him? He firmly believed that the Yuan Wang Ting was rotten and unsalvageable, and only by fully overthrowing it and rebuilding a new nation would it be a blessing for thousands of people. My master only lent him a little help."

"His death also has nothing to do with you?"

"The righteous army was invincible and originally went well, but who knew Master Hong would suddenly be defeated and die? My master was also deeply shocked."

"Is that so?" Hong Chenglue shook the letter in his hand. "Does your master know why the god my brother worshipped suddenly disappeared?"

"This..." Wu Qing was startled. "The small person is hearing this for the first time."

"Mr. Hong... General Hong!" He stepped forward and said solemnly, "My master wants to invite you to come out of the mountains again!"

"Not going." Hong Chenglue seemed to know he had this request. "I have made a blood oath never to use divine abilities again, never to lead an army to kill again!"

Otherwise, the suffering he had eaten all these years, and the suffering his wife had eaten with him for so many years, what did it count for! "Forgive the small person for speaking bluntly; although you made such a vow to heaven at that time, heaven did not protect your mother and child, so this vow of yours may not be effective."

Hong Chenglue was silent.

His wife had dystocia during childbirth, and she couldn't give birth after tossing for two days. He knew his killing karma was too heavy, and coupled with the tense situation, he was also unable to help himself, so he simply hung up his seal and made a vow, wanting everyone to be happy. But heaven was unwilling to show mercy, and his son was still gone. Although his wife picked up a life, she was injured to the root, her blood and energy were exhausted, and her meridians withered. A few years later, she gradually became paralyzed. He searched for famous doctors everywhere, but they all said there was no cure.

From this perspective, Wu Qing didn't seem to be wrong.

You beg it, it doesn't respond. Do you still have a promise between you?

"What's more, if the object you prayed to at that time was not heaven, but a god..." Maybe you could get what you wanted?

Hong Chenglue said lightly, "Shut up, I don't touch ghost and god matters!"

Wu Qing lowered his head. "I heard Master Hong sigh more than once that if you were willing to work with him, he would plan, you would use troops, and there would be few opponents in the world; the situation of changing the nation could be achieved." He pointed to the box on the table again. "Master Hong also said that although you are good at martial arts, you only have the fate of scattering wealth in these external things. If you want to continue to live in seclusion, as long as you don't use them indiscriminately, this money should be enough to spend the rest of your life."

Hong Chenglue smiled bitterly. The one who understood him best was indeed his brother.

"However..." Wu Qing looked at the corpses on the ground. "This place is no longer suitable for you to live." Killing official bailiffs was not a small crime anywhere.

Hong Chenglue nodded; this place could not be stayed for long.

"I know some physiognomy and qi-watching techniques. Forgive me for being blunt: Mr. Hong, your forehead is black, and you are plagued by bad luck. You must have been very unlucky in the years of your retirement, right?" Wu Qing was cautious. "You resigned from your official position without Yuan power protection; the killing karma you created in the past and the curses of others in the dark may all be reflected on you." He pointed to the box. "Look at your fortune like water, like a river going down; even if you get this money, you won't be able to keep it, and it will be scattered after a while."

How could Hong Chenglue not know? He wasn't short of money when he retired last time, but the house either caught a big fire or encountered a flood, and he had to move. After finally settling down in the new county, buying property and fields, the bank that saved the money was unreliable. It was clearly so famous and had so many branches, but it collapsed as soon as it said it would, and he became a victim, with most of his money rolled away...

Reasonably speaking, the remaining real estate should be fine, right? No, at that time he was in Ling Prefecture, so the property he bought was naturally in Ling Prefecture, but later Ling Prefecture was captured by the Northern Monster Nation, and the land deeds in his hands became waste paper...

After coming to White Deer Town, he also did business with others, but he lost money in everything he invested, losing more and more. Until now, he had almost lost his bottom pants...

Who said that capable people are capable everywhere? Who said that buying houses and property can preserve value and make money? He really wanted to chop off the liar's head with a blade! Even with a fortune, it couldn't withstand such destruction.

He had also thought about doing some business without capital in the dark, but the money he got would always be scattered inexplicably...

Who said he was cursed by others? He drove it away several times, but it was cursed again after driving it away, and later he was too lazy to spend money in vain.

Only then did Wu Qing take out a jade bottle from his bosom and place it on the table. "This is the Red Jade Pill refined by my master with his own essence blood. Each pill is divided into three doses, and even ordinary people can relax their muscles and guide their veins, opening up blockages. Take one every ten days, ten times in a row, and chronic illnesses may be gone."

If she took this medicine for three months, could his wife perhaps walk? Hong Chenglue was moved, finally knowing that the other party had left the trump card for the end. Persuading people had to be moved by emotion and reasoned with, and Wu Qing simply threw out two favors, knowing that it wouldn't work in terms of "reason."

"Alright, we'll go with you." Hong Chenglue sighed long and didn't struggle anymore. "We have to find a way to mix out of the town."

Wu Qing smiled. "The carriage has been prepared and is parked outside. Everyone is in danger at this time, and no one will care about us. The caravan sets off this afternoon and can take us away from White Deer Town."

Hong Chenglue thought of the three beheaded teenagers again. Although the new prefecture official had just taken office and had a good reputation, he understood that from the small Haotian Township to the large Xiazhou, it was impossible to have much change, no matter who was in that position.

In fact, the entire Yuan Nation was the same.

Otherwise, why would his brother Hong Xiangqian go through fire and water? Anyway, with nothing to his name, he picked up the bundle, hugged his wife, and boarded the carriage.

Wu Qing locked the courtyard door tightly for him.

Not far away, an old woman walked by, full of curiosity: "Mr. Hong, where are you going?"

Hong Chenglue returned a smile without saying a word, and the carriage curtain was lowered to block others' sight.

This old woman always liked to stroll into his house and take things by the way.

Soon, the carriage reached the alley entrance. Hong Chenglue looked back for the last time; the messy alley became smaller and smaller in his vision. This was the home where he had lived in the city streets for six years. It didn't have the comfort of "great seclusion in the city," only the unspeakable pain of being severely ground by life as a mortal.

From now on, he was going to say goodbye to this kind of wasted time.

Wu Qing handed him an appointment letter and a scale-like plate.

The plate was very thick, and he didn't know if it imitated a tortoise shell or a snake shell. There were very fine serrations on the edge, and there were only a few characters on the back, blood red:

Beijia.

General Qingwu.

Biting his index finger to stamp on the appointment letter, and then grabbing the plate, Hong Chenglue's body suddenly glowed with thick yellow light!

Thanks to being in the carriage, no outsiders saw it.

Yuan power.

He closed his eyes, silently feeling the long-lost Yuan power.

Just at the moment the yellow light shone, all the bad luck, curses, and misfortune that had been plaguing him were swept away!

Hong Chenglue hadn't opened his eyes yet, but felt his body and mind suddenly relaxed, and his mind became empty and bright.

The trouble that had plagued him for many years was easily broken.

Wu Qing clapped his hands and smiled. "Congratulations, General Hong, all the gloom is gone, and you can show your great talent again!"

Hong Chenglue also sighed in his heart. The wonderful use of Yuan power is like this; no matter how great your divine abilities are, no matter how unparalleled your bravery is, you still have to seek an official position in the Wang Ting.

Having experienced its benefits, how could he easily give it up? His wife grabbed his arm, very uneasy: "Are you going to return to your old business?"

Hong Chenglue looked at her and said seriously: "You have to get better, stand up!" If he didn't go back, he wouldn't get the remaining Red Jade Pills.

"But that life hex, saying you, saying you will finally..."

"Die in war?" Hong Chenglue smiled slightly, and there was light in his eyes again. "I've had enough of the days of seclusion. You and I both know that the only thing I'm good at is taking the enemy's head with the blade and gun in my palm."

When he said this, his momentum gradually appeared, as if a sleeping lion had awakened, revealing its fangs.

From this moment on, he seemed to be a different person.

"As long as you've thought it through." His wife A-Jin didn't know how to persuade him, sighed long, and turned to ask Wu Qing, "Where are we going?"

"Thirty miles north of White Deer Town, there is a Wu Family Village." Wu Qing was also very respectful to her. "Three groups of people will meet there, and many people are waiting to see General Hong."

Soon their carriage merged into a caravan and headed north.

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Another piece of good news came from the north: Zhao Pan led his army to recover Songlin Pass in Xiazhou.

Xunzhou army invaded Xiazhou, always trying to find ways to attack cities and seize land to gain a foothold. Zhao Pan's move destroyed one of their important strongholds, pushing the Xunzhou army twenty miles north.

Here, the timely transport of military supplies to the front line by Xiazhou was also one of the important reasons for the victory. The soldiers on the front line didn't have to endure hunger, and their morale naturally rose.

In fact, according to the grain transport officer returning to Dunyu, as soon as the grain and grass were transported to the front line, there was a burst of cheers in the camp.

Xiazhou Mansion naturally shared this good news with the people of Dunyu for the first time.

Two consecutive victories, Dunyu people were inspired, the city became increasingly stable, and all walks of life returned to the right track.

This was of great benefit to He Lingchuan, because Ding Zuodong had already put the shops he had bought some time ago back on the market for rent at a price ten percent lower than the market price.

He had originally specialized in acquiring prime shops in good locations, and after the market prosperity rose, they were naturally popular. According to his report to He Lingchuan, the assets under Young Master He's name now included: nearly a hundred mu of fertile land, twenty-seven shops, one fishery, two self-operated restaurants, one pharmacy, one old-brand oil shop, one trading firm, and six warehouses of various sizes.

Two months ago, if He Lingchuan wanted to buy these high-quality assets, he would have had to spend at least twice as much money.

Of course, these industries were all handed over to Ding Zuodong to operate.

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