Chapter 466: Giving You a Triple Promotion

"I'm asking you two, why aren't you staying properly in the capital? What are you doing coming here?"

"Speak up, are you mute?"

The appearance of Wei Wei Jiaxian caught Old Song off guard and made him extremely angry.

He was old and didn't care about himself, but Wei Wei Jiaxian was the only son of three generations, and his child was still very young; how could he come here to take such a risk?

But facing Old Song's questioning, Wei Wei Jiaxian didn't say a word; he just lowered his head and walked into the attic.

"You..."

Old Song had watched this Wei Wei Jiaxian grow up since he was a child; he was slow of speech but stubborn in temperament. The more he refused to speak, the less you could do about him.

Old Song felt his head throbbing, while Tan Min, standing to the side, added fuel to the fire with sarcasm.

"We're here to see if you old thing have been up to anything shameful. You haven't shown your face for over half a year, and you claimed you went back to your hometown. Is your hometown in Guangdong Province? Oh my, your hometown is even by the seaside!"

Old Song smacked his lips, his few yellow teeth gnashing together, but in the end, he didn't fly into a kick to shatter Tan Min's two balls.

Old Song helplessly entered the room and found that Wei Wei Jiaxian and Tan Min were already washing rice to cook.

After cursing once, Old Song went up to the attic on his own, sat on the chair by the window, and dozed off.

Wei Wei Jiaxian stood behind Old Song and said slowly and firmly: "My grandfather, grandmother, and aunt all died at their hands, and my father also died because of them. If I forget this, how could I face them?

Moreover, after eating, the two of them fell asleep, which infuriated Old Song quite a bit.

Night fell, and Old Song opened his eyes; there was a bit of spirit in his murky pupils.

Two hours later, there was no movement in the courtyard opposite. Old Song's observation was as steady as a rock, but a light sound of footsteps rang out behind him.

"A thing that can't even kick out a fart with eight legs."

The situation between the two, to use Dongshan dialect, was "a dog and a wolf fearing each other," meaning that once a dog and a wolf face off, both are timid.

"Sigh~"

Although the sky outside was pitch black, people couldn't work in the dark, especially when dealing with fragile things like antiques. As long as there was any movement in the courtyard opposite, Old Song could always see it clearly.

The two mutes just cooked and ate on their own, wolfing down their food like poor relatives who had come to rely on a wealthy family.

Old Song sighed and said: "Xiao Xiao Xian! Actually, this is all the grudge of our generation. By your generation, there's really nothing left. If you forget it, just forget it!"

Old Song's ears twitched, as if he had anticipated this long ago.

"Unless that person dies, otherwise, even if it's my son, my grandson, or my great-grandson, they cannot forget."

Seeing that Old Song didn't dare to make a move, Tan Min gave a cold hum and went around from the side.

"Uncle, let me do it! You get some sleep."

"Hmph~"

It was just that he circled at a distance that was a bit far, maintaining at least two meters of distance from Old Song.

It was mainly because the two had crossed paths many times before. This Tan Min had been retired from the military for two years, and his kung fu hadn't slipped at all. And because he had come down from the southern battlefield, this little bastard really didn't know his own strength and dared to make a move!

"Tsk~"

He took out the binoculars again and placed them on the table, then carefully observed the courtyard opposite at a frequency of once every ten minutes.

Old Song felt his teeth aching again.

He said earnestly: "Xiao Xiao Xian! What did your father say to you when he was dying? You guarding your wife and living a good life is what counts as being worthy of your father and grandfather. This grudge is mine; don't fight me for it."

Wei Wei Jiaxian didn't speak again, but picked up the binoculars on the table and silently looked toward the courtyard on the other side of the river.

Old Song wanted to persuade him further, but heard Tan Min slowly walking up from downstairs.

"I'm asking you two, not sleeping in the middle of the night, holding a pair of binoculars—are you peeping at a big girl taking a bath?"

"I'm peeping at your mother taking a bath!"

Old Song, who had been suppressing his anger for half a day, finally stopped suppressing it. He jumped up, ready to spar with Tan Min.

Tan Min was stunned, and his soaring anger rushed straight to his head. He rushed up and grabbed Old Song by the collar.

But before he could land a punch to break Old Song's nose, he felt a sharp pain in his thigh and almost couldn't stand.

"You old thing, playing dirty again. I'll tear your bones apart today!"

But just as the two were about to draw blood, Wei Wei Jiaxian suddenly whispered: "Don't speak! There's movement in the courtyard opposite; it seems someone is digging the soil."

Old Song and Tan Min stopped at the same time, but still maintained their posture of tearing at each other.

Old Song asked in a low voice: "Look carefully, are they digging in the northeast corner of the courtyard?"

Wei Wei Jiaxian said: "Yes, something is being dug out and is being packed into a box."

Old Song twisted his body, nimbly broke free from Tan Min's grasp, snatched the binoculars from Wei Wei Jiaxian's hand, and looked carefully himself.

A moment later, Old Song's hands couldn't help but tremble.

Last time, the Guan brothers gave the Prince two items. Given the Prince's shrewdness and suspicion, he couldn't be fooled again this time. He would definitely come to the scene to inspect the goods, and that would be his chance.

Watching the Guan brothers pack the items into boxes one by one and load them onto their own donkey cart, Old Song knew the time had come.

Old Song took a deep breath, handed the binoculars to Wei Wei Jiaxian, and then said to Tan Min: "Keep an eye on your brother-in-law; don't let him leave this room, otherwise your sister might end up a widow."

"Fart, you old thing, you're just asking for a beating today, I..."

Tan Min hadn't finished his sentence when he suddenly stopped.

Because he saw Old Song take out a long weapon, and the muzzle was swaying back and forth toward him.

Tan Min, who had been on the battlefield, wouldn't be like those ignorant people who thought Old Song wouldn't dare to fire. His first reaction was to dodge.

Being stubborn in front of such a lethal weapon was purely having lived long enough.

However, Old Song just swayed it twice, then wrapped the long weapon in a cloth, carried it on his back, and was about to go downstairs to do something big.

But Wei Wei Jiaxian said: "Uncle, I want to go with you. The hatred of a father's murder and the disaster of a family's destruction—this grudge is irreconcilable. Don't make me unfilial."

Old Song was silent for a moment, shook his head, and just said to Tan Min: "Stop him, don't let him follow me and take risks."

But Wei Wei Jiaxian also said to Tan Min: "Stop Uncle Old Song, don't let him leave."

Tan Min stopped Old Song without even thinking.

"Are your ears not working? Do you want to get your brother-in-law killed?"

"He is my brother-in-law, who are you? You tell me, should I listen to him or to you?"

Tan Min said coldly: "Now, honestly tell me from beginning to end, what the hell is going on, otherwise no one is leaving."

After the three of them stood in a stalemate for a few seconds, Wei Wei Jiaxian said: "Let me say it! If I don't say it, you'll follow me for a lifetime. You've been following me since I arrived in the capital, suspecting me..."

"My grandfather used to be Uncle Old Song's employer, you know that. That year, the Japanese soldiers entered the provincial capital..."

Wei Wei Jiaxian took five minutes to give a rough account of his grudge with the Prince and Nakamura Kenshu.

But even this rough account left Tan Min dumbfounded.

He had always thought that Wei Wei Jiaxian, this "black five category" element, was a bad seed of the old society, and that his grandfather was a bad guy who oppressed the common people, but he really hadn't expected Wei Wei Jiaxian's family to be so miserable.

"Now I have a chance for revenge, so I must go with Uncle Old Song. If anything happens to me, there is a sum of money buried under my bed in the capital..."

"Alright, you're all talking like you're leaving a last will and testament."

Tan Min stopped Wei Wei Jiaxian from giving his last words and turned to ask Old Song: "Since they are smuggling a large batch of cultural relics, what will you do with so many relics after you get your revenge? Are you getting revenge or are you 'black eating black'?"

Facing Tan Min's suspicion, Old Song was no longer angry, but said freely: "If I survive, I will report it to the relevant departments and turn those things over to the state. If I die... if I die, why would I care about a ball?"

"No, the state has state laws and families have family rules. You cannot be so lawless."

Tan Min said stubbornly: "You should report it to the relevant departments now and catch them all in one net. That way, Old Song, you won't die, and my brother-in-law won't have to die either."

Old Song said anxiously: "In that case, that beast won't die either. We've waited for so many years just to make him die."

Tan Min blocked the stairs and said: "Smuggling so many cultural relics is enough for the death penalty. Even if it's not enough, that Prince is already over seventy, right? How many more years can he live? Do you have to sacrifice my brother-in-law's life?"

Time passed second by second, and Tan Min blocked the stairs, refusing to let the two leave.

Wei Wei Jiaxian reached out and took the long weapon from Old Song's back and carried it on his own back.

"I'll follow those people, Uncle Old Song, you go and report it. When the time comes, whether that Prince lives or dies will depend on his luck!"

Comrade Yao had just lain down and hadn't even gotten cozy with his wife when he heard someone knocking on the door outside.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Old Song."

"It's so late, Old Song, what's the matter?"

"Urgent matter, I've come to give you a gift."

"Hey, I don't accept gifts. If you have something to say, go to the neighborhood office tomorrow!"

But Old Song outside the door said: "Comrade Yao, you have to accept this gift."

Comrade Yao was immediately unhappy, but Old Song's next sentence made him pause.

"Comrade Yao, I'm giving your older brother a triple promotion."

Comrade Yao opened the door and whispered: "Old Song, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Old Song bared his teeth and smiled: "Comrade Yao, I remember your older brother is in the City Bureau's detachment, right? I've discovered a clue to a major cultural relic smuggling case. Don't alert the enemy!" ===== CHAPTER 467 =====