Chapter 60: Don't Dirty Xiansheng's Hands

Silence reigned.

The six people who had come all seemed like hallucinations, especially An Zhangsheng.

An Zhangsheng widened his eyes, suddenly jumped up, pointed at Wang Da Xiansheng, and said, "I know now, you did it on purpose! You did it on purpose! Now I will give you one more chance."

As he spoke, he said viciously, "You fight properly for me! Just because he said not to unsheathe it, you don't unsheathe it?"

Wang Da Xiansheng revealed a bitter smile.

He was a Martial Artist, and an old hand in the world; he could tell whether someone could fight or not, not to mention that they had already exchanged a move just now.

"What 'blades should not be unsheathed'" was barely a ladder the other party had given him; if it were truly a life-or-death struggle, the other party could kill him in one move. Not to mention anything else, just that blade speed and that strength had already completely crushed him.

Moreover, he had also seen a few familiar shadows in that blade strike from the other party.

Fuliu Jin Jin Jin and Jue Jin Jin Jin were both contained within it.

He could not believe it.

Just at this moment, the Wang brothers had already walked out. Seeing this scene, they hurried over and shouted, "Father, why are you with Song Xiansheng..."

"Song Xiansheng..." Wang Da Xiansheng's voice was bitter.

His sons never called anyone "Xiansheng" unless this person had already surpassed the father in their hearts. An Zhangsheng was not stupid either; seeing this, he suddenly understood that the blind man was truly strong. So, his eyes rolled, and he said, "Why hasn't my younger sister returned yet? I am here by the order of the Old Master to take her back! Does she not even listen to the Old Master's words anymore?!"

Having said that, he grabbed a letter from his bosom and said, "Look, everyone open your eyes wide and look."

The air was silent.

Seeing that he had suppressed the scene, An Zhangsheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and felt quite smug.

Even if An Chenyu had found a wild man who could fight, so what?

He was not here to fight; he was here to take over the place.

He only needed to follow the steps.

At this time, Song Cheng broke the silence and said, "Let's have a welcoming banquet first."

He waved his hand and instructed several servants and matrons to prepare a feast.

Apart from Wang Da Xiansheng, the four guards who came with An Zhangsheng had also learned of Song Cheng's strength from others. At this moment, they all revealed bitter smiles, thinking only, "I'm afraid this job won't be so easy to do," while two of An Zhangsheng's confidants rolled their eyes and began to hatch crooked schemes.

The entire chamber of commerce mansion became busy.

An Zhangsheng brought two trusted guards and began looking for treasures everywhere, like a robber; whenever he saw something good, he would casually take it to play with. In his view, the entire chamber of commerce was his An Family's, so what was wrong with him taking a few things from his own home? Wasn't this only natural?

Seeing that he was about to barge into the Young Miss's courtyard, Ling'er jumped out directly and shouted, "You are not allowed to enter."

An Zhangsheng stared at Ling'er, his eyes rolling over her curvaceous and charming body, as if he had already penetrated the clothes on the outside and entered within.

He smiled and said, "I hadn't noticed before, when did Ling'er grow up like this? Your young miss is finished, why not follow me, young master? That would have a future."

Ling'er was so scared she closed the door directly.

Those who drink tea are afraid of those who are lustful.

An Zhangsheng gave a wink, and two guards went to press against the door, not letting it close.

An Zhangsheng wore a smile, his pair of thieving eyes staring at Ling'er as he said, "A concubine, I will take you as a concubine, you should be satisfied now, right?"

Ling'er was so anxious she was about to cry.

Just at this moment, a light cough suddenly came from the alley entrance.

An Zhangsheng looked, it was the blind man.

Song Cheng said indifferently, "The banquet is ready."

An Zhangsheng dared not defy him, so he could only snort coldly and then say, "Coming, coming."

Having said that, he threw a flirtatious wink at Ling'er again, then left with his two trusted guards, whispering along the way, occasionally bursting into laughter for unknown reasons.

Song Cheng walked closer, smiled at Ling'er, and said gently, "It's alright."

Ling'er was furious, but also anxious as she said, "Husband, he just said that Young Miss is finished, this..."

Before the words had even fallen, Song Cheng raised his hand to stroke her hair and said, "It's alright."

Ling'er was stunned for a moment.

Song Cheng turned and left again. At the corner, Zhao Hua and Liu Jun converged.

Once this matter came out, Xiong Dashi and Xu Shifu left in anger, but these two were still here.

Song Cheng glanced slightly at Zhao Hua. Suddenly, his hand slipped, and the Fine Blade in his hand fell into a mud puddle, the hilt stained with filth.

He bent down, intending to pick up the blade.

Zhao Hua narrowed his eyes and suddenly rushed ahead to help him pick up the blade, saying, "Let me, lest it dirty Xiansheng's hands."

Having said that, he used his clothes to wipe the filth off the hilt and said, "How about... I help Xiansheng wipe it clean, shall I?"

Song Cheng said, "Good."

Zhao Hua then carefully wiped the hilt and handed it to Song Cheng with both hands.

Song Cheng touched the hilt and smiled, "Wiped very clean, thank you."

Zhao Hua cupped his hands and said, "Xiansheng, I will take my leave now."

Song Cheng said, "Go slowly, come drink tea again next time." Zhao Hua nodded heavily, then turned and left with Liu Jun.

Nancheng.

A chaotic alley, because this was the territory of martial arts schools, the local customs were fierce, and it was a place where yamen runners dared not easily come to investigate; how the local security was managed was reported directly by the martial arts schools.

At this time, Zhao Hua led two martial arts school brothers into this maze-like alley, winding around, and stopped in front of a large courtyard.

One of the Martial Artists went up to knock on the door, a voice came from inside, the two sides exchanged a few words, and the door opened.

Inside, a one-eyed, fierce-looking man walked out and said respectfully, "Young Master Zhao, what wind blew you here?"

This man's identity was a bandit from around Shanghe County; his surname was Wang and his name was Wang Han, and he was the second-in-command among the bandits. His portrait and bounty were still on the government's wanted list.

Zhao Hua walked in leisurely and then said indifferently, "Wang Han, last winter, you led many people to escape from that Tanghe Village, surrounded and suppressed by government troops, with nowhere to go; who took you in?"

The one-eyed man named Wang Han was stunned, then immediately said, "If Young Master Zhao has business, just give the order."

Zhao Hua said: "A few people might have to die, but I will still give you a chance to let you grasp your own life and death."

Wang Han's body trembled, his scalp tingling.

Yet he had no choice.

Although he was a bandit, he only relied on the terrain to rob ordinary people; how could he compare to a young leader in the circle of county martial arts halls?

He nodded abruptly and said: "Fine! My life and the lives of my brothers were all given by Young Master Zhao. Moreover, since Young Master Zhao is giving us a chance, we are naturally willing to do anything."

Zhao Hua said: "There is no need for everyone; just you and two other brothers will do. Who goes, you can draw lots, it doesn't matter. But you must be there."

Wang Han said: "I understand, Young Master Zhao, please speak."

Zhao Hua raised his head, the corners of his lips curling up, and smiled: "Do you recognize An Zhangsheng?"

Wang Han was stunned and asked suspiciously: "The eldest young master of the Ruyi Chamber of Commerce. I know the name, but I don't recognize him."

Zhao Hua clapped his hands, and someone behind him brought over a portrait.

The portrait was unfurled, revealing the appearance of a young master in brocade clothes.

Wang Han was still puzzled.

Zhao Hua was not discouraged; a Martial Artist behind him continued to spread out a portrait, this time a portrait of a guard.

Wang Han leaned over to take a look, then suddenly realized and said: "I recognize him, I recognize this one. He provided us with the route for a grain convoy, saying that the Young Miss of the Ruyi Chamber of Commerce would transport the grain herself, and that there were no experts in this grain convoy.

When I asked him how he knew, he said he had already transferred all the experts away. So this brat is one of An Zhangsheng's men."

That night, An Zhangsheng took two trusted guards and headed straight for the Biliu Courtyard in the south of the city. Along the way, they had already heard people saying, "In the past two days, there are a few beautiful Young Mistresses at Biliu Courtyard who have just debuted, and they are very Water Spirit." An Zhangsheng could not resist this, so he hurried over to have some fun.

As soon as he arrived at Biliu Courtyard, he tossed out a large gold ingot and shouted: "Call the girls over."

The procuress held the gold ingot, laughing heartily, and then began to greet the girls to welcome the guests.

Amidst the clinking of cups, a guard suddenly nudged An Zhangsheng's arm.

"What are you doing?"

"Young Master, look over there."

"What?"

An Zhangsheng followed the guard's pointing finger and saw a one-eyed man eating and drinking.

The guard whispered: "It's that bandit from the mountain; it seems he is the one sitting in the second chair."

An Zhangsheng rubbed his chin; he was currently troubled by how to take An Chenyu away.

After all, he had appeared, but An Chenyu had disappeared, saying she had been busy outside all day and had not returned yet, and no one knew where she had gone.

And now, that bandit had appeared again.

Perhaps it was fate.

Last time, An Chenyu had good luck, but this time she would not be able to escape.

Thus, he leaned into the guard's ear and whispered: "Go ask him if he is still willing to do a job, and don't expose my identity."

The guard immediately walked up, and after some pulling and tugging, he walked back and whispered: "It's done, but we need to talk in detail, right now."

An Zhangsheng rolled his eyes, spotted a private room on the second floor, and said: "Invite him up."

A moment later.

An Zhangsheng, two guards, Wang Han, and two bandits sat in the private room of Biliu Courtyard and began to talk quietly.

Both sides reviewed their previous friendly cooperation, chatted heartily about how they had robbed people before, both raiding the chamber of commerce and repelling the encircling County Soldiers, and then they began to discuss how to operate this time to kidnap An Chenyu. They were in the middle of a lively discussion when suddenly, rapid footsteps sounded on the stairs: "Deng deng deng."

Before long, the door to the private room was kicked open fiercely with a "Bang!"

County Lieutenant Ouyang Fei looked over, full of malice, and shouted sternly: "Colluding with bandits and attacking government troops, take them all down!"

Wang Han and the two bandits turned and leaped out the window to escape, then began to run for their lives.

Inside the room, An Zhangsheng was completely stunned. Colluding with bandits was definitely a capital offense, so he hurriedly stammered and played dumb: "Bandits? What bandits? Who is a bandit? Official, I... I don't know anything."

Ouyang Fei sneered: "Do you take me for a fool? I have been listening outside your door for a long time."

Having said that, he waved his hand and said: "Take them!!"

(End of this chapter)