On the afternoon of the eighth day of September, Jiangning, we met at the same time.

After the long autumn rain stopped, the weather became clearer in the afternoon. The ancient city and the Qinhuai River flowed through the city with foam.

Since the war began, the once prosperous ancient city of Jiangning has gradually faded away from its past colors. The streets that were once decorated with lights and colorful decorations are now mostly gray and black. No one has cleaned up the damage caused by the war, and the influx of traffic has

The people built shacks here and there, and then destroyed them more completely in the subsequent firefights and fighting. The ashes washed away in the rain and became the most important stain in this war-torn city.

However, in the scene after the rain stopped that afternoon, there were large cars driving to various important nodes in the ancient city, and pots of golden flowers were being held out of the cars - most of them

Chrysanthemums, and some flowers of various colors used to make up the numbers, began to be decorated and embellished in the city, and even gorgeous lanterns and luxurious colorful silks were hung out.

A little north of the city, there is a beautiful and simple house called "Yiyuan". With the arrival of He Wen, the decoration of the inside and outside of the house also began.

"Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival..."

On this day, He Wen, the fair king, was dressed in Tsing Yi and came in together with Gao Chang, the "King of Gaotian" with a dark face and rough appearance. They greeted Xu Zhaonan, Shi Baofeng and Zhou Shang who had arrived in advance, and then the five others

I watched the servants decorating the courtyard outside for a while under the eaves.

He Wen smiled and explained: "...create some atmosphere and celebrate."

"What is atmosphere?" Xu Zhaonan asked.

"It means the atmosphere..." He Wen looked at the opposite side and tilted his head, "When we were in the southwest, the Black Flag Army actually lived a tight life and had little food and supplies. However, every year during the holidays, the surname

Ning's man was always particular about getting everyone to move and celebrate. He didn't have any dignity in front of others. He always ran ahead and asked people to set up torches. At night, they lit them all over the mountains and plains, and also sang and danced. He was most often followed by others at that time.

People say, ah, create some atmosphere, create some atmosphere... it’s very interesting.”

"If there are torches all over the mountains and plains, but they don't catch fire or get out of control, it can be regarded as a kind of military training."

"That's what I mean, but what Mr. Ning said later is that the more difficult the situation is, the more action needs to be taken. The more the situation is a pool of stagnant water, the harder it is to muddy the stagnant water. Live towards death."

He Wen said this, after a moment, he smiled and waved his hand.

"...The wild geese are flying in the autumn shadow of the river, and they are carrying the green tea on the pot with the guests. It is rare to smile in this world, and the chrysanthemums must be planted in the head to return. But you will be drunk for the festival, there is no need to come to hate the falling light... No matter what, it is the Double Ninth Festival,

We have taken Jiangning for so long, but it is still quite chaotic outside. Nowadays, there are martial arts competitions and conferences, which are very lively, so we cannot miss such a big festival, let everyone have a good time."

"Why do you hate Luohui? What is it?" Under the eaves, Gao Chang turned his head to Xu Zhaonan and asked in a low voice.

"Du Mu's poems." Xu Zhaonan replied in a low voice.

There are still remaining water droplets dripping down the navy blue tiles into the pond. On the other side, the shorter Zhou Shang has his hands behind his back: "Mr. He, do you like this poem?"

"What do you think, Mr. Zhou?"

"I like the other one."

"oh?"

"When autumn comes on September 8th, my flowers will bloom and hundreds of flowers will bloom. Chang'an will be filled with incense, and the city will be filled with golden armor." Zhou Shang looked at He Wen, "What do you think, Mr. He? Today, September 8th, my

It’s more appropriate for the occasion.”

"...Hahahaha." He Wen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "This song that Mr. Zhou likes is so fierce. Except that the time is September 8th, how else can it fit the occasion? Look at us five brothers, come over for a meeting,

The meeting was going well, but now that we can no longer fight, Mr. Zhou, you suddenly recited this kind of poem, are you trying to open your flower and suddenly kill the four of us?"

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The other people laughed.

"Master Zhou is just arty. What kind of poetry does he know?"

"Meeting, meeting."

…

After the five leaders of the Fairness Party gathered in Jiangning, starting from the first day of September, representatives in the city held meetings every single day, and every even day, a few people went to Yiyuan to hold a small meeting. On this day,

This is already the fourth game.

The congress outside was grand and solemn, but the private gathering of five people was more lively and casual. A few people teased each other, occasionally told jokes, or cursed each other, but these past times

During the day, the atmosphere was not too tense.

Among the few people, the "King of Fairness", who always wears long robes and has one hand that is not convenient for him, is elegant yet steady;

"King Gao Tian" Gao Chang has a rough appearance, but doesn't speak much. His eyes are full of oppression when he narrows his eyes. However, once he speaks, he is often very casual;

"King of Wheels" Xu Zhaonan is shaped like a tall tower. As a cult leader, he is knowledgeable and always harmonious;

Shi Baofeng loves to laugh, but he is a bit narrow-minded. He occasionally disagrees with others, but he is still quite measured when he makes a few provocations;

Zhou Shang always kept a straight face and had a fierce attitude of fighting and killing all day long. He was not angry at being discussed by everyone on such occasions. Sometimes he would argue with others in a rigid manner, often alone with the other four.

They quarreled with each other, and then the four of them, who found it quite boring, dropped the topic and stopped talking to him any more.

Since it was a neutral occasion, the few people who came here also brought a certain number of bodyguards with them. During the negotiation, a large number of bodyguards stayed on the outside. Some of them were sent by He Wen to decorate flowers and lanterns. Those who entered the inside were each carrying their own bodyguards.

two staff members.

On this day, as several people sat down, the atmosphere in the hall still seemed to be relatively harmonious. Some large and small issues and demands were raised in a laughing atmosphere, some tried to make a decision after simple discussions, and some

Because some people still had different ideas, they only put it aside temporarily after arguing or laughing and scolding. The five kings headed by He Wen all seemed to be understated, but the staff who were responsible for serving, recording, carrying and managing information followed.

They all looked serious and quiet. Although their faces were expressionless, their hearts were shaken, because they all knew that this was the most important place to decide the next major events in Jiangnan, and the understatements they saw were all the things in the world.

A power struggle at the highest level.

The two aides who followed Shi Baofeng knew that today the employer would stumble and dig a big hole for King Ping Ping.

Of course, this is not a strange thing.

From the first private meeting, the five parties sitting here have been trying to make things difficult for each other. Each family seems to be easily putting forward suggestions that are beneficial to themselves, and then laughingly objecting to other people's ideas.

Some words full of language traps, quiet sowing discord, and alliances may appear on the round table in this room anytime and anywhere. But in general, the consensus at this time is that big conflicts are not

As for being produced during this time period.

The ten staff members felt all this nervously and quietly, and were ready to hand over some prepared evidence on topics at any time.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, after everyone talked about some interesting things about Lin'an Tieyan, they mentioned Nongxian Zhao Jingci. He Wen took the opportunity to praise Zhao Jingci's achievements. Xu Zhaonan said: "I heard that Boss Shi had a meeting with Nongxian's people yesterday.

There was some discord..."

Shi Baofeng waved his hand and said: "There is a little misunderstanding down here. How can I say that I had a quarrel with Nong Xian... This matter was done by my incompetent traitor. I was about to report it to Mr. He."

"I heard something happened last night." He Wen thought for a while, "But Shi Gong said it was a misunderstanding. I think the matter has been found out. I think this matter will be left to Shi Gong to decide. Misunderstandings must be easy.

Untie it—I believe in Shi Gong."

"Haha, the misunderstanding is very simple, just a little bit of clown behavior." Shi Baofeng laughed, and then became slightly solemn, "But this matter is also related to Mr. He's reputation..."

"What do you have to do with Mr. He's good reputation? When you are old, don't ruin other people's reputation and get into trouble again." Xu Zhaonan stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, "This is not kind."

"Mr. Xu misunderstood me." Shi Baofeng clasped his hands and said, "You Yu, bring the things up."

In the hall, the design has already been made. The staff member called Yu is a Confucian scholar in his thirties. He handed over the bag of case files that he had prepared, then calmly stepped back and looked at the five people.

He was also laughing and taking out the things inside, his heart was filled with ups and downs.

The case files presented were naturally those confessions captured from the Wuhu Inn and beaten into submission. In addition, there were several blood-stained "Book Club" pamphlets mixed in as evidence. Shi Baofeng gave a general introduction to this "

The nonsense about "Reading Club". In the confessions in the case file, the gangsters claimed that King Ping Ping was their backer, and the peasant sage Zhao Jingci was the general of the Reading Club. Naturally, the kings did not believe such things, but this kind of behavior

Extremely vicious.

"For some time, it has been rumored that the 'Reading Club' was instigated by someone from me, Zhou..." Zhou Shang said this.

Xu Zhaonan laughed and laughed: "Some people say that about me..."

"Whose is that?"

"Let me make it clear first, it has nothing to do with me."

"These people in the reading club have evil intentions and want to dig up our roots. We can't tolerate it anymore..."

The group of people talked to each other, and Shi Baofeng said, "What do you think, Mr. He?"

Over at the round table, He Wen simply finished reading the confession, then took a booklet in his hand and was still reading it slowly.

"...Mr. He was naturally framed." The room was only slightly quiet for a moment, and Xu Zhaonan smiled and said, "The purpose of the gangster's doing this is also obvious."

"In the past two years in our Fairness Party, heroes have emerged in large numbers, and there are also heroes and snakes mixed together. There are always some who can't bear loneliness and want to use the name of the southwest man to achieve something big. In my area, not only the reading club family has done this

Kind of something."

"Is there anyone else? Lao Zhou, tell me."

"There's nothing much to say about what you've already eaten."

"The five parties of our Fairness Party today are of the same blood and are connected by the same spirit. They are all brothers united under the "Fairness Code". According to Mr. He, in fact, speaking of it, the sixth party and the seventh party are

As long as you have the strength, you can also gather together. For example, at the 'Big Dragon Head', there are brothers who can have meals together... But this book club is different from other families..."

"The reading club is ambitious. They actually don't recognize the "Fairness Code". They are people with different intentions. If this matter cannot be resolved, there will be endless troubles..."

"Mr. He, what do you think?"

…
To be continued...