Chapter 1632: Conspiracy

Yangzhou, anciently called Guangling, Jiangdu, with developed land and water transportation, is an important developed city in the Yangtze River Delta region.

Among the poems about Yangzhou, the most popular ones should be two.

One is "waist wrapped with 100,000 strings of cash, riding a crane down to Yangzhou." The second is "old friend west farewell Yellow Crane Tower, smoke and flowers in March down to Yangzhou."

And what satisfies people's imagination of Yangzhou is not these two poems known all over the country, but the later words of only four words.

Yangzhou thin horse!

Yangzhou is a prosperous place where salt merchants from the two Huaihe rivers gather. There is endless wealth here, and there are countless interest chains. Money and power are mutually beneficial, and of course, they can do whatever they want.

They are no longer satisfied with the empty skin of beautiful women, and instead start to cultivate them themselves. They find people to buy children of seven or eight years old who have not grown up from poor families, and cultivate them from childhood, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, books, etiquette, and easy, and also broaden their horizons, so that they have cognition of various upper-level things, luxury goods, etc.

After cultivating for a period of time, they sell them to those big figures as concubines and playthings. How long it takes depends on the needs of the big figures. Some are young, some are old, and big figures can also communicate with each other...

Drizzle hangs in the sky, moistening the bluestone slabs. The hooves of donkeys and horses stepped on the bluestone slabs, and the hooves with horseshoes landed, crisp and clear. There are also sedan chair bearers carrying sedan chairs, walking steadily, but the vertical amplitude of the sedan chair fully shows the fatness of the owner inside. Even if it is raining, you can still feel the sweat of the sedan chair bearers. Adding a fat man to the sedan chair, it is not light.

Someone is holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking on the street unhurriedly, feeling the spring rain. There are also people in coarse cloth and hemp clothes, walking with their heads down. Some people have a vegetable color on their faces, and they walk along the edge.

This is not the country of A3, stepping on people's shadows is not against the law, but the common people are equally humble...

The tea house on the side of the road, the scattered tables covered by waterproof cloth outside the door.

Zhao Erhu, with a young face, ate dry food bite by bite with tea. He stared at a shop located at the street corner diagonally opposite.

This is a brothel, called Yixiang Courtyard. In Yangzhou, where brothels are everywhere, it can be called a pillar industry, this is really a small place that is not eye-catching.

Erhu knows that today is the day when Liansheng, who grew up with him, was bought and sent to the main family. He and Liansheng were childhood sweethearts. Even if Liansheng was bought for many years, he often stole money to give to Liansheng. Even if she was sold, food and clothing were covered, but there was no private silver in her pocket, which was also difficult to mix.

Especially in places where women gather, these people will naturally give birth to schemes, which is even harder to endure.

Over the years, in order to make Liansheng have a better time, Erhu didn't know how many beatings he had suffered, how many scoldings he had received, and how much bitterness he had eaten.

Beside Erhu, there is a younger boy, who can even be said to have a bit of tiger-headed and tiger-brained. His eyes are very big and very smart. But he only buried his head in eating the dry food that was not very good, and he ate it very fragrantly, and there was no empty space in his mouth.

His name is Jiang Wuyang, an orphan. Zhao Erhu accepted him, so he followed Zhao Erhu wholeheartedly. He knew what Zhao Erhu wanted to do, but he was fearless in his heart. He only knew that whatever his big brother did was right, and he firmly supported it.

His eyes also stared at the opposite side with Erhu.

And at their feet, a tattered basket leaned against the table leg, covered with some sundries.

Jiang Wuyang knew that there were two machetes as long as a small arm in the basket...

At a table behind them, Wang Yan was in short clothes, eating a roast chicken in big mouthfuls, and drinking the self-brewed sweet potato burning wine. Like the people around him, most of his head was shaved, and the rest was braided into a big braid, a proper Qing dynasty dress.

The difference is that he is tall, his face is angular, his eyes are deep, hidden with essence, his spirit is full, and he is in a very good state. Very prominent in the crowd.

People in this era are not very tall. After all, nutrition is not sufficient, so how can they develop? So the vast working masses are generally not tall enough, and 1.7 meters is not bad. Those who are tall and can reach 1.7 meters or 1.8 meters are all from wealthy families.

Wang Yan ate the roast chicken very fragrantly, the oil spent half his face, and his hands were even more unnecessary to say. He drank wine, his eyes had no longer focused on the two half-sized boys in front, but scanned the surrounding environment with interest to drink.

He is no stranger to Yangzhou. He still remembers that many years ago, he had also spent some time here. At that time, his big brother was called Yang Guang. But now, it has become the Qing Dynasty.

For him, this is another novel life experience...

Finished eating a chicken very quickly, drank up the wine, Wang Yan picked up the long-strip knife-like object wrapped in cloth by his hand, got up and walked two steps and sat down in front of the young Zhao Erhu and Jiang Wuyang.

With a bang, the knife-like object wrapped in cloth in his hand was placed horizontally on the table, and he fiddled with the cup he had just drunk, picked up the teapot on the table and poured water.

Zhao Erhu's eyes were gloomy, and Jiang Wuyang bent down, reaching his hand into the basket...

"This brother, I have never seen you, I don't know what it is for?" Zhao Erhu bit the words out of his teeth.

"I saw you two staring at that Yixiang Courtyard for a long time, I don't know if it is killing people or robbing money, or killing people and robbing money?"

"Rice can be eaten indiscriminately, words cannot be spoken indiscriminately. There are girls posing on the window, my two brothers are shy and can't afford to play, can't we just look?"

"Look with a knife?" Wang Yan asked back with a smile.

"Isn't the one wrapped in cloth in your hand also a knife?"

Jiang Wuyang made a fierce expression: "If you don't leave, you will really kill someone in a while!"

Wang Yan shook his head: "You guys, the mind to do things is written on your face, this kid's legs are shaking."

Zhao Erhu looked down, and sure enough, he saw Jiang Wuyang's legs were trembling. But the next moment, Jiang Wuyang, who reacted, used his shaking legs to cover it up, and at the same time looked at Wang Yan fiercely.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Zhao Erhu leaned forward and whispered.

"It's not killing people, not robbing money, not killing people and robbing money, then it is plotting people, plotting the woman inside." Wang Yan also leaned forward, leaned close and whispered, "That is you fancy the woman inside, and that woman was bought away, and today she is going to be sent to the main family. So you came to block people, wanting to grab the person away."

"Big brother, he is so powerful!" Jiang Wuyang leaned close to Zhao Erhu and whispered.

Angry, he gave his little brother a slap, Zhao Erhu stared at Wang Yan again, already stood up, put his hands on the table and looked down at Wang Yan: "What exactly do you want to do?" He repeated the words, the tone was heavier, fully expressing his suppressed anger.

If it weren't for fear of delaying the big event, Zhao Erhu, who had already made the worst plan, would have copied the guy and started doing it at this moment.

"Impatience, things cannot be done." Looking at the two boys who were exploding, Wang Yan said with a smile, "I heard people say that if you want to live well, you must be ruthless, you must be evil. In the world today, the common people are weak and incompetent, and anyone can kick them twice, so you look at those who walk with their heads down, they are all hungry and cold. I look at you two, there are a few evil spirits, willing to fight for your life, then you can live well."

"There are water bandits in the water outside the city, mountain bandits in the mountains, there are evil people."

"I am only sixteen years old, do you think anyone is willing to listen to me? Mediocre people, proud of their empty age, and suppress people who are young."

"Big brother, I think what he said makes sense." Jiang Wuyang covered his mouth and leaned close to Zhao Erhu, and then let go of his hand and looked at Wang Yan, "Have you read books?"

"A lot."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Zhao Erhu repeated again, the helplessness in his words couldn't be hidden, but this time the tone was much better than the previous two times.

He admires scholars very much. Because scholars now really live well, after all, most people are illiterate. In his village, there are peers who read more books, very majestic, he is very envious.

More importantly, reading books to be an official. If he can take the imperial examination, then his beloved Liansheng will definitely be sent to his home by the boss of Yixiang Courtyard himself, and he has to pull a chrysanthemum-like smile.

Wang Yan looked at Jiang Wuyang: "What did I just say?"

"You said willing to fight for your life, then you can live well."

Jiang Wuyang is very spiritual, Wang Yan is very satisfied, so he nodded in recognition, and gave a thumbs up to Jiang Wuyang. Jiang Wuyang grinned, completely forgetting that he wanted to cut Wang Yan two minutes ago.

"You fight for your life for a woman, he fights for his life for you, this big brother, I think you two have a future, immeasurable."

"Big brother, immeasurable means that we will have a lot of money in the future, and there are many people under our hands." Jiang Wuyang thoughtfully translated for his good big brother.

Listening to his name, you know that he has some culture. He read some books when he was a child, and then there was a change, and he drifted here.

"I know!" Zhao Erhu gritted his teeth, gave his little brother a slap, and turned to glare at Wang Yan, "Am I wrong to fight for my life for a woman?"

"Can't say right or wrong, I didn't say you are wrong."

Wang Yan waved his hand, stopped Zhao Erhu's question, and asked back, "Do you know which family it was sold to?"

"City East Li Zhang Da Hu family." Seeing Wang Yan's inquiry, thinking of the words that fighting for life can live well, Zhao Erhu explained with a flash of inspiration, "Li Zhang Da Hu sells salt, but not a big salt merchant. There are more than a dozen nursing homes under his hands, all of whom are life-and-death brothers who sold salt with him."

"Look, isn't this early planned?" Wang Yan nodded with a smile, "If you can't think of this, that's stupid. After all, people were grabbed by you, Li Zhang Da Hu is not a big salt merchant, but he is also a figure, with a few names, you grabbed people's women, then there is no good end."

"I didn't want to have trouble with Li Zhang Da Hu, just save the person."

"Naive."

Jiang Wuyang said: "Then what do you say?"

"Naturally, cut the weeds and remove the roots!" Wang Yan drank the tea in the cup, "The wedding is held in the morning, the second marriage is held in the afternoon, and the concubine is sent to the mansion in the middle of the night. There is still a lot of time. This is not a place to talk, and it is time to eat. Let's eat something first. After tonight, if you want to eat and drink well, it will take a while."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that tonight we will act together, not only to grab back the woman you fancy, but also to grab a sum of silver, and we will all live a good life."

Wang Yan whispered a word, then picked up his knife and stood up, and went to the restaurant next door.

"Big brother, I think what he said is right." Jiang Wuyang is very practical.

"Let's eat a good meal with him first, and see what he says."

Zhao Erhu carried the tattered basket, patted a few big money on the table, and brought Jiang Wuyang to the restaurant next door.

As soon as he entered, he saw Wang Yan turn his head: "What do you want to eat?"

No need for Erhu to say more, Jiang Wuyang actively opened his mouth: "Meat! Eat meat!"

Very quickly, a large table of dishes ordered by Wang Yan was served, and there was inferior wine. He had a large bowl himself, and the other two had small half bowls. The three reported their names and started eating.

"I also want to drink a bowl!" Jiang Wuyang expressed his appeal.

"You are young, drinking is easy to dizzy, delaying things at night is small, and losing your life is not cost-effective. After tonight's things are done, you will have plenty to drink in the future."

So Jiang Wuyang ate big.

Zhao Erhu tore a chicken leg and ate it: "How do you plan to do it?"

"Very simple, after your woman arrives at Li Zhang Da Hu's house, we will go in and grab people. Then capture Li Zhang Da Hu alive, find his money. After dawn, when the city gate opens, we will run away."

Jiang Wuyang, who was eating fiercely, stopped his movements, staring blankly at Wang Yan, and Zhao Erhu's eyes looked like a fool.

"I told you, Li Zhang Da Hu has more than a dozen nursing homes, all of whom are brothers who sold salt with him before. You are sixteen, I am fifteen, he is thirteen, the strength is not yet formed, how can you beat them? Are you crazy? Wuyang, eat quickly, eat and we will continue to wait."

"I understand your worries, if it were me, I wouldn't believe it either, after all, this is a life-losing thing..." Wang Yan drank wine, as if thinking for a moment, "Well, let's intercept people halfway with you two, and then you wait nearby, I will go in and handle the matter myself and then find you to go in."

Zhao Erhu shook his head repeatedly: "Since this is the case, let's do our own things, we brothers can save people ourselves. Let's go our own way, don't delay anyone."

"No." Wang Yan shook his head calmly.

"Why?" Jiang Wuyang asked.

"A single tree cannot make a forest. If you want to do things, if you want to succeed, you must have brothers to help and lift. I see that you two can succeed. Bringing you to make a fortune and live a good life, you still don't want to? Okay, this matter is settled."

Zhao Erhu didn't say agree, nor did he say disagree, just ate meat in a muffled voice.

Jiang Wuyang looked left and right, and turned to say: "Yan Ge, can I see your knife? I have always wanted to have my own knife, but it is too expensive, I can't afford a good one. And the city doesn't allow it to be brought in, Yan Ge, how did you bring it in?"

"It's not that it can't be brought in, it's that you can't bring it in." Wang Yan shook his head, and threw the knife over, "My knife is fast, don't cut yourself."

Jiang Wuyang pulled out the knife with his oily hands.

The blade was pitch black, as if it could swallow light, and the dark gold patterns on it indicated the peak production technology, which was the Hanfeng that hadn't drunk blood for a long time...

Unfortunately, whether it was Zhao Erhu or Jiang Wuyang, they lacked enough knowledge. They didn't know that just holding this knife in their hands was enough to kill the nine clans...

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