Chapter 174 Brother Xue, Please Lend Me Your Sister.

Xue Zhen was sitting in the study room, waiting and waiting, counting the hours. Finally, the servant came to report that Xue Ke and Chen Heng had entered the house.

Xue Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go out to greet the guests. He saw Xue Ke and Chen Heng rushing in. The two of them had grown taller without realizing it, and they were no different from those fifteen or sixteen-year-old children. With the hair gradually growing at the corners of their mouths, their looks were quite adolescent.

"My dear nephew..." Before Chen Heng could speak, Xue Zhen had already pulled the other party's hand to salute and directly invited Chen Heng to his seat.

Seeing Xue Zhen so impatient, Chen Heng didn't waste any words. As soon as he sat down, he asked, "Uncle, what urgent matter do you want to see me for?"

Xue Ke was sitting next to Chen Heng, also very puzzled. He watched Xue Zhen linger for two steps before turning to look at his friend and asking, "Have the Hu family told you anything recently?"

Chen Heng frowned slightly. He didn't expect that Xue Zhen's affairs would involve the Hu family. He thought about his recent dealings with the Hu family. The two families exchanged gifts to prepare for the marriage of Chen Qing and Hu Xiangheng. He shook his head and said, "I don't know what uncle wants to ask. Our two families have been preparing for the wedding recently, and we haven't had much contact in private."

There are only a dozen days left until the end of the month, and it is indeed difficult for the two children and in-laws to get along privately. Chen Heng was telling the truth, and Xue Ke, who was standing by, looked very anxious. When he went out this morning, Xue Zhen grabbed him and said that he wanted to invite his friend to come. Why did his father hesitate when Chen Heng entered the door?

"Dad, if you have anything to say, just say it." Xue Ke was very annoyed by his father's indecision and felt that there was no such way to find someone to do things.

Xue Zhen himself was also having a headache, so he had to nod his head. He did not return to the main seat at the desk, but picked a chair nearby, sat on the side of Chen Heng, and began to tell the whole story.

It turned out that in early August, the salt merchant in Yangzhou suddenly proposed to meet Xue Zhen. The two parties chose a restaurant in the city, but the salt merchant who invited him was very rude. He asked him if he could invest in the purchase of Jing'an Daily.

This was the lifeblood of the second branch of the Xue family, so Xue Zhen naturally refused on the spot. He did not care that the other party quoted the price three or four times, and just walked away.

Xue Zhen thought that the other party would just let it go, but he did not expect that the salt merchant had such a powerful method. When he turned around, he even found that several salt merchants in the same city had bought the Jiangnan Daily for a large sum of money. According to the Qian family, the owner of the Jiangnan Daily, it was a very exaggerated amount, and he really could not decide.

After hearing this, Xue Zhen just smiled. Anyway, as long as they don't buy the Jing'an Daily, the salt merchants can buy whoever they want, and it has nothing to do with the Xue family.

But who would have thought that in the first ten days, the eldest son of the Wang family sent someone to invite Xue Zhen to dinner. At the table, Xue Zhen was informed that the Jiangnan Daily was ready to exchange 40% of its dry shares for his two and a half layers of dry shares in the Jing'an Daily.

Xue Zhen was already very shocked when he heard this. But when Wang Siyi said that the Jiangnan Daily would be published every three days in the future, he really couldn't sit still.

Originally, the three newspaper shops in the city staggered their dates according to their own five-day, seven-day, and half-day dates, trying to ensure that they would not affect each other's financial path.

The behavior of the Jiangnan Daily was undoubtedly a direct fight against the Xue family and the Jing'an Daily. It was to arrange the carriages and horses and prepare for a dragon-tiger fight.

Is this a simple business competition? Chen Heng frowned, thought about it carefully in his heart, and felt that it was unlikely. Although the current printing technology has been vigorously developed in the former Ming Dynasty, the technological wave has not come.

Here, for every day of shortening the construction period, the cost and manpower paid are multiplied. If it is only for profit, what is more important, a Yangzhou city or a prefecture in the world? With this money, why fight with Jing'an Daily for a share? Isn't it more open and open outside Yangzhou? Unless it is Yangzhou that you want, not just newspapers?

Chen Heng suppressed the thought in his mind and asked Xue Zhen, who was drinking tea to moisten his throat: "Uncle, what's next?"

"Just last night, the Wang family sent me another message." Xue Zhen smiled bitterly, "Jiangnan Newspaper Shop is preparing to hold a chamber of commerce for newspaper shops in four prefectures at the end of this month. After thinking about it, I initially thought that they wanted to seek the position of the head of the meeting..."

Due to the obstruction of heavy rain, although the Xue family has always wanted to take the lead in the newspaper chamber of commerce, it has never been able to do so.

Xue Ke immediately asked, "Isn't it?"

You silly boy, Xue Zhen just complained in his heart, and he didn't have time to speak. Chen Heng was already shaking his head and muttering, "No, they want more than just the head of the association. Investing so much financial resources, even if they give him the entire city of Yangzhou, it will be extremely difficult to turn losses into profits."

That's the truth, Xue Zhen clapped his hands and said happily, "My nephew is right."

Xue Ke also reacted, he was not stupid. It's just that sometimes some people who learn painting have a common problem, they don't like to think about things, and pursue a happy mood. When he figured it out, Xue Ke also crossed his hands and thought together, "What does the Wang family mean?"

"Stand with us for now, but if the salt merchants on the other side continue to increase the stakes, I'm worried that they won't be able to hold on." Xue Zhen said worriedly. After all, business is business, if the other party's conditions are good enough, the Wang family doesn't owe the Xue family a favor. It's also common for everyone to part ways in peace.

Chen Heng thought, if the conditions were better, it would be like giving the Jiangnan Daily to the Wang family. Is it worth it? What else is going on in Yangzhou City that is worth such a big fight?

With thousands of thoughts in his mind, Chen Heng thought about the recent weird things in the city, and he only thought about Lin Ruhai, who had been claiming to be ill. Could it be that they came for Uncle Lin?

Thinking of this possibility, Chen Heng's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch. But after all, it was difficult to tell the Xue family directly about this matter. He thought for a while and then asked: "Uncle, what news has been heard from outside recently?"

Chen Heng was still curious about the opportunity for the salt merchants to take action. What makes them so bold? In everything, there must always be a benefit.

"Are you from the city?" Xue Ai asked.

Chen Heng shook his head. Although Yangzhou was big, the newspaper industry in the city was so developed that ordinary events could not be hidden from the people of Yangzhou. Understanding what the other party meant, Xue Ai hurriedly lowered his head and thought carefully. After a long time, he said cautiously: "I often traveled around the world in my early years, and I also had some friendship with the Chamber of Commerce at the border."

Xue Ai hesitated and said: "I heard something recently, but I don't know whether it is true or not. After all, there was no announcement from above." Chen Heng listened patiently, and only waited for his uncle to continue speaking before he heard, "I I heard that there was a war over there at the border."

When he heard the news, Chen Heng's mind was like thunder and lightning, and his mind was shaking wildly. Those trivial things in the past were strung together one by one.

Xin Suzhao rushed to the border, Lin Ruhai claimed to be ill, the salt merchants' strange behavior, and...

These bits and pieces of information gathered together into a huge storm. Chen Hengqiang suppressed the surging thoughts in his heart, and said calmly to the Xue family father and son who cast curious glances: "I understand what uncle means. I will go and find out what the Hu family is saying. Don't worry, uncle. No matter what, Jing’an Daily will never fall into the hands of others.”

Xue Ai was immediately overjoyed. What he was waiting for today was Chen Heng's words. When the newspaper shop was founded, the Xue family accounted for 40%, and the Hu and Wang families each accounted for 20%. The remaining 10% was given half to Chen Heng and half to the government and the academy.

Later, due to lack of successors, the Hu family could not keep up with the newspaper's continuous investment at a loss, so they sold 10% of their shares to the Wang family and the Xue family. Calculated in this way, the Xue family plus Chen Heng and Hu family have exactly 60%.

When Chen Heng wrote the final document for them before, he clearly stipulated that all disputes in the newspaper shop would be decided by those with more than half of the shares.

It can be said that as long as Chen Heng and the Hu family stand with the Xue family. Jing'an Daily is still the property of the Xue family, and others can't cause much trouble.

As soon as the business was finished, Xue Ai's expression immediately became much more relaxed. The male host, who was in a happy mood, took the two juniors and talked about the cultural objects that had been recently collected in the study. Unfortunately, Chen Heng had something hidden in his heart. Uncle Xue only chatted for a few words before he got up and left.

Xue Biao came out following Chen Heng's footsteps. They are two friends who have known each other for many years. Who doesn't know who the other is? We're only halfway down the corridor. He couldn't wait to ask his friend: "Brother Heng, did you think of something just now?"

Chen Heng didn't want to hide it from him, but there were some things that he hadn't figured out yet, especially now that he couldn't meet Uncle Lin to get first-hand accurate information. So he just said: "Guess why I didn't tell my uncle."

"Ha." Xue Biao chuckled. He knew that Chen Heng only had an idea in his mind and had no intention of asking the question. He walked a few more steps with Chen Heng, and then asked with concern: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Hearing Xue Biao say this, Chen Heng thought, there really is something wrong, but unfortunately the person who can help is not Xue Biao. He simply said bluntly: "Brother Xue, I want to borrow your sister."

Xue Biao was stunned when he heard this, nodded again, and asked, "Do you need to go over and tell me now?" He believed Chen Heng and knew that the other party's appointment with Bao Qin must be serious.

"How can I go to the back house?" Chen Heng glanced at the fool speechlessly, "Help me go and tell your sister and ask her when she is free. Come according to her free time, and then you can come back Going out for a trip."

"Where to go?" Xue Biao was very curious.

"Qiupu Street."

"Okay, I'll ask for you as soon as you get back." How much Xue Biao trusts Chen Heng can be seen just by hearing such an unbelievable request and being able to comply without saying a word.

Chen Heng nodded, feeling moved in his heart. He originally planned to go today, but when it came to the Xue family's affairs, he could only postpone the matter on Qiupu Street for a while.

If what is expected is true, Jing'an Daily may become the winner in the future.

There are so many threads running through his mind right now, and Chen Heng still needs to sort them out after he goes home at night. But after leaving the Xue family, he first went to the more important Hu family.

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After seeing his friend off, Xue Biao immediately turned around and went straight to Bao Qin's residence. When he arrived, Baoqin was embroidering red needlework in her boudoir. Seeing this rare visitor coming to the door, Bao Qin only raised his eyebrows and looked at the handkerchief in his hand, "Brother remembers that he has a sister."

"Hey, look what my sister said. Some time ago, I was the one who sent you to the academy to attend classes."

Xue Biao walked around the house. Baoqin's room was undoubtedly tidy. Not to mention the flowers, plants and bonsai on the wooden stand, there were many ornaments on the table that he bought as gifts for his sister.

After looking at it for a long time, he pointed to a vase on the shelf and said with emotion: "It's been three or four years since I gave you this vase. Why are you still keeping it? For your birthday this year, I will find a good one for you." Go to Jingdezhen in Jiangxi to buy it. Only the kilns there can produce the best quality.”

When Xue Baoqin heard this, he knew that Xue Biao had something to ask of him. He simply put down the female worker and stood up from her position. First, he led his brother to sit down, then poured him tea, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that this gift from brother is too expensive to accept. It's not as good as these ordinary ornaments, which contain sincerity."

"Hehe, there is indeed a troublesome matter. I need to ask my sister for help." Xue Biao was still very shy in front of Bao Qin and smiled cheekily.

Xue Baoqin was not surprised and pushed the tea in front of Xue Biao. She sat down with her crimson skirt folded, supported her chin with her hands, and said boredly: "Then please let me talk about my difficulties. My sister will listen."

"It's not me." Xue Biao shook his head, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Seeing the look of serious thought on Bao Qin's face, he continued, "It's Brother Heng..." Bao Qin subconsciously raised his eyebrows and continued to listen to her brother. Said, "He wants to ask you out, probably to go shopping on Qiupu Street."

Baoqin's little finger touched her cheek, and the white sleeves and skin color were even more pleasing to the eye. She pondered for a moment and said in an incomprehensible tone: "Did he encounter difficulties?"

"Probably not." Xue Biao shook his head, "The way he looked, it seemed like something was going on in our family. It's just that Brother Heng likes to hide things and won't tell anyone anything until the truth comes out."

Xue Biao told Xue Ai that he was looking for Chen Heng today, and then glanced at Bao Qin. Seeing that his face was very calm and calm, he decided to add fuel to the fire.

"Sister, you know that my brother is a good friend. He is definitely not a rude person like Meng Lang. He is very kind to our family. It is rare for him to say this. How dare I refuse when you call me brother. Oh, what a pity. That is to say, he didn't Please ask me to go..."

He spoke quickly, spouting a set of words vigorously, and his tone was so affectionate and touching. He was obviously worried about his sister's rejection. I don’t know who the person who just agreed in front of Chen Heng was, it really put this brother in trouble.

Xue Biao also wanted to intercede with Bao Qin, but his sister said: "I didn't say I didn't agree."

"I'm sure... ah?!" Xue Biao was choked up mid-sentence. First hesitation, then surprise. He patted the table and stood up, "I know my sister is a reasonable person. Then pick a free day and I'll go tell Brother Heng right away."

Baoqin thought for a while and said a date that was not far or near, "in three days."

"Huh?"

"I will also be working as a female worker at home these two days." Bao Qinwei explained directly.

"As I said, things have priorities. As for my mother, I'll say it for you." ”

The more Xue Baoqin listened, the darker his face became, and he said to the maid beside him: "Chun Yan."

"Hey, miss, I'm here."

"Send my brother out." Bao Qin pointed at Xue Biao, who was muttering endlessly.

"Yes, Miss." Chunyan understood the importance and immediately put his arm on his uncle's arm, "Uncle, I'm offended."

"Sister, I am your brother. Good sister!!!!"

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Chen Heng entered and left through the back door of Hu's house. A trip inside and outside came quietly and left with satisfaction. Hu Yuan did not deliver it in person, but asked Hu Xiangheng to come forward and deliver it to this relative.

Not long after the two men left, several relatives of the Hu family came to lobby. This situation has happened many times in recent days. They presented the conditions offered by the salt merchant, saying that the other party was willing to pay a high price. There was no such store in this village, and they repeatedly advised Hu Yuan not to miss it.

Hu Yuan had just finished talking to Chen Heng and already had an idea in mind. At this time, I didn't even want to listen to their nagging, so I just waved my hand and dismissed their wishes. His insistence on going his own way inevitably attracted scolding and nagging from the elders of the clan.

But Hu Yuan is now full-fledged, and his parents are unwilling to control this independent son. No one from above put pressure on him, and Hu Yuan didn't want to listen to these side stories, so he directly ordered people to send away all his uncles as gifts.

When Hu Xiangheng came back after seeing off Chen Heng, he sat in front of Hu Yuan and carefully played the drum for Chen Heng, "Brother, you can't listen to slander. Although our family is not close to the Xue family, we can't do anything Some shameful things.”

"What a mess." Hu Yuan couldn't help scolding him. As his second brother, it would be better to find a strong-willed wife to take care of him. "Don't worry about the things outside. This time, someone wants to take advantage of the fire. Let me tell you. , you can’t understand either.”

If you don't say anything, I don't understand even more. Hu Xiangheng was also angry. He was about to get married, so why did his brother still treat him like a child?

"If someone comes looking for me recently, just tell me that I'm sick. If I recover someday, I'll definitely pay him a visit in person." Hu Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to his younger brother's little mood, and directly pushed him to the stage, preparing to use it to shield him. Stay out of the limelight.

Hu Xiangheng nodded, knowing that his brother was doing this to avoid people.

"Then what if he is my brother-in-law."

You're not even married yet, and you're already calling your brother-in-law? Hu Yuan hated his father very much and said: "You are called brother-in-law, how can he be an outsider?"

"Oh, you didn't say anything." Hu Xiangheng also looked innocent, wondering what his brother was angry about.

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Chen Heng returned home, had a hasty meal, and then went straight back to his room. Xinda, who followed closely behind, opened the window for his brother. Seeing him sitting at the table and meditating, he also sat inside and started busy with his own affairs.

Opposite the small wooden window is Yinglian's boudoir. It's just that the two windows that should be facing each other were blocked by Feng with a wooden board.

There are some things that are not good at all. Mrs. Feng was worried about her daughter's reputation, so she had no choice but to take this step. There is nothing we can do about it. It will take two or three years at the earliest for Chen Hengneng to get married.

Among them, whenever something happens, or the Chen family changes their mind, it will be their daughter who is delayed. Feng declined without saying a word, already feeling very sorry for Yinglian.

Chen Heng had no intention of looking around today. He sat at the table, holding a piece of paper to write and draw. Everything he thought was important was written down on paper. He knew that this was the only way he could get closer to the truth.

The big things that have happened outside are nothing more than three big things. Last year's drought, this year's floods, and border wars.

The last thing happened not long ago, so let’s take into account the situation inside. Chen Heng wrote the words money and grain on the paper.

The principle of food and grass going first before troops and horses are moved is naturally known to every household. Whether it is war or peace, sending troops to resist is a certainty. If we don't fight for a few times, how can we talk about peace?

Then starting along this line, if you want to resist the enemies outside, you will need money and food. When there was a severe drought last year, the imperial court transferred grain from many places in the south of the Yangtze River, and it was obvious that it was short of food. There have been constant disasters in the past two years, so the harvest will definitely not be good, and the taxes will naturally not be much better.

After thinking about it like this, Chen Heng picked up his pen, drew a circle on the word "money", and added the words "salt merchant" next to it. After salt merchant, the word newspaper was added.

Are the salt merchants spending so much money to avoid the government asking them to recruit money? Chen Heng thought about it again. The two major disasters must have spent a lot of Yangzhou government's treasury money. After all, whether it was disaster relief or the construction of Qiupu Street, they were visible big projects.

If the imperial court requires the government office to pay taxes, Uncle Lin's government office will definitely not be able to pay it. Will the superiors blame it? Thinking of this, Chen Heng picked up the pen and continued to write on the paper: Party struggle?

What is the significance of newspapers in this? Chen Heng tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and an idea suddenly flashed in his mind. If someone deliberately publishes unfavorable rumors about Uncle Lin in the newspaper, and then sends them to the capital, can the people in the court really save Uncle Lin? ?

If Uncle Lin imposes taxes in the city, it will cause public resentment. Will the words published in the newspaper change again?

Is it a conspiracy? Or a conspiracy?

The original appearance of the matter was restored bit by bit. Chen Heng, who had not written for a long time, suddenly picked up the paper, handed it to the oil lamp, and watched the white paper being engulfed by the flames bit by bit.

Xinda, who was sitting far away reading a book, was startled by Chen Heng's actions, "Second brother..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Chen Heng patted the burned paper with his hand, waved away the pungent smell in the air, and said with a smile, "This paper is useless."

"Oh." Knowing that Chen Heng didn't want to say anything, Xinda didn't ask any more questions. He just took the broom and swept the garbage on the ground to one place.

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On a moonlit night, there was a lively scene of bright lights, singing and dancing in the Huang Mansion. The proud Li Bian was sitting in the hall with several salt merchants, admiring the singing girl playing the strings and the dancing dancers in front of him.

"Master Li, this is a really clever plan." Huang Wendong stepped forward and filled Li Bian's glass with wine.

In the past few days, he had only seen the ruthless methods of scholars. It turns out that one's own means of making money are nothing compared to the other party's ability to kill people without blood.

Li Bian picked up his wine glass and smiled, turning a blind eye to these compliments. Although he is arrogant, he will not be kidnapped by such emotions and lose his mind. Thinking about the possible shortcomings of the situation, Li Bian asked the salt merchants around him: "Do you have any reason why it fell into the hands of Mr. Lin?"

Everyone in front of them looked at each other, and Li Bian simply said: "Now that the matter has come to this, it's better for everyone to be more honest. You might as well think about the things at home. Before it's too late, let me get it done as soon as possible. Let me make some calculations for you.”

After saying that, Li Bian glanced at the singers and dancers in front of him and waved directly for his servants to take them away. The hall, which was lively just now, suddenly fell into silence.

Li Bian didn't care about the restless salt merchants and left them alone for more than a quarter of an hour. When he saw that the fire was about the same, he pointed to a salt merchant at the end and started asking.

This time, the tone of the interview was more cordial and cordial. Li Bian used the tone of his own family to show his kindness to the merchants. An attitude that as long as the other party has trouble, he will definitely settle it for the other party.

But the two parties didn't stay together for long. Although local snakes like salt merchants were attached to Li Bian, the dragon crossing the river, they still felt more fear than trust in their hearts. What they valued was the power in Li Bian's hands and Gu Shoufu behind him, not Li Bian as a person.

After all, that one dares to tell the truth. On the surface, everyone pats their chests and guarantees that their family background is clean and they are all honest people.

Li Bian is also confident. His confidence comes from his own intelligence and the power in his hands. He believed that these people had seen his methods and would not dare to deceive him. This is the case with smart people in the world. They may not necessarily trust others, but they must believe in themselves and their own intelligence.

After asking three or five people, Li Bian turned the conversation to Huang Wendong, "Brother Huang, what about you?"

Huang Wendong smiled frankly and said: "No, no, Mr. Li, don't worry, our Huang family has very clean hands and feet when doing things."

Li Bian glanced at him from head to toe. He had not been in Yangzhou for long and did not know much about the Huang family. He nodded and said, "That's the best."

After a tense questioning, Li Bian, the dragon that crossed the river, finally picked up the wine glass and said to the people below, "Everyone, drink the wine in the glass."

Seeing this, everyone drank a glass of wine.

The singing girl and dancer who had been driven away earlier were invited back. In the mansion, singing and dancing began again.

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Lin Ruhai has been very idle recently. He was so idle that he was alone in the study today, playing the art of fighting left and right with white chess in one hand and black chess in the other. He spent most of the days when he could not go out like this. Fortunately, Lin Ruhai could bear it.

Maybe God saw that he was too bored and wanted to find something for Lin Ruhai. Zhang Shangxian, who had been promoted to the prefecture, suddenly walked into the Lin family's study.

"Sir!" Zhang Shangxian bowed as soon as he came in.

"Brother, why do you have to do this? Come and see how I play chess." Lin Ruhai smiled and waved at Zhang Shangxian. But when the other party stepped forward quickly, Zhang Shangxian told Lin Ruhai a piece of news that Lin Ruhai had been waiting for for many days.

"The people imprisoned in the government jail are dead."

When Lin Ruhai heard the news, he picked up the white chess piece with his left hand, smiled, and put the chess piece down before saying, "It's finally here."

He waited for several months and gave the other party so many opportunities. I thought that the opponent had so much patience that I needed to wait for a while, but I didn't expect that he couldn't hold back in the end.

"How did he die?" Lin Ruhai was quite curious about the means used by the other party.

He didn't ask who it was. Whether it was Li Bian or Huang Wendong, it was fine as long as the chess piece was played.

Who played the chess piece was not important.

"Poisoning." Zhang Shangxian had a gloomy face. Under strict supervision, such a thing happened. The acting governor also had a gloomy face, "The food was poisoned, but unfortunately the jailer who delivered the food has bitten his tongue and committed suicide."

"Heh." Lin Ruhai smiled, picked up the black chess piece with his right hand, put it on the chessboard, and said leisurely: "Who said he was dead? Didn't he save him for us?"

"Ah?" Zhang Shangxian was very surprised. When he understood what Lin Ruhai meant, his eyes also lit up and said, "Then I will let people spread it outside."

This time, it was their turn to be Jiang Taigong fishing in the government office. Thinking of this, Zhang Shangxian was already a little excited.

Lin Ruhai nodded, rolled up his sleeves and changed his sitting position, examined the chessboard, and said regretfully: "One wrong step, every step is wrong. This black chess piece is considered to have killed me."

Zhang Shangxian didn't know chess, and it was not easy to evaluate Shangguan's chess skills. He only took the important matter and asked curiously: "Sir, where are Xu Mazi and others imprisoned now?"

Lin Ruhai glanced at him and smiled.

Zhang Shangxian knew that he had said too much, so he bowed and said goodbye.

After the other party left, Lin Ruhai did not put away the chessboard. He stood up and went to the window, staring at the bright moonlight. In the dark night, the stars were shining, and only in the low-hanging white clouds, there was a faint orange light.

Following the direction of the window, it extended all the way to the outside of the city. There is a camp here, which is where the Yangzhou Guard led by Xin Geng is located.

Since Xin Geng came back from the city because of the Qiupu Street incident, the camp has been training day and night, which is very tiring.

Originally, I was going to write a paragraph about the return of the Hu family, but after thinking about it, I thought it would not have much impact, so I deleted it. I just cut off a large part of the words.

Brothers, please don't say I'm a fool.

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