After staying up all night, Xiao Jia rubbed her sore eyes and looked at the half-written "Infantry Drill Outline" in her hand with satisfaction.
Just as he was about to lie down and catch up on some sleep, the door suddenly opened. He Feihu entered and told him good news.
"Master, Lu Yunsheng and Zhang Xiaolin came to visit you and said they wanted to visit you. They also brought a check for five million yuan, saying it was for Boss Huang's matter..."
After saying that, he took out five checks from his pocket. Lu Xiaojia took them and looked at them carefully. She felt ecstatic in her heart. She would have the start-up capital for starting a business.
This is a large check from China Bank of Communications. Each one is worth one million silver dollars. It cannot be faked.
Now that the money has been paid, it is natural to release the person. It is not a good thing to offend someone to death.
"Tell them that I am in good health today and will not see any visitors. I have released Huang Quanrong from the dungeon and let them take him away."
"By the way, Feihu, if there's nothing important today, don't bother me."
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Lu Xiaojia slept until sunset and went to the living room downstairs. She saw a dazzling array of Yu-style dishes placed on the long mahogany table in the restaurant.
Such as Dongpo Pork, West Lake Vinegar Fish, Sansi Knocked Fish, Longjing Shrimp, Lotus Leaf Steamed Pork, Pickled Yellow Croaker, Shaoxing Drunken Chicken...etc.
Just looking at it made people salivate. Lu Xiaojia couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and she couldn't help but be a little curious. She didn't order her servants to cook so many dishes.
Could it be that He Feihu ordered his subordinates to do it?
By the way, where did He Feihu go?
Lu Xiaojia sat down and was about to take off her chopsticks and sweep away all the delicacies on the table.
But suddenly I heard some hearty laughter coming from outside the door, and I looked up.
I saw three middle-aged men in military uniforms with rough voices walking toward them, talking and laughing.
"Ha! Ha! Ha! Double happiness, just right, just right!"
"Zaiyang, please drink more later. We will get married in three days as agreed, and let Jinxi properly discipline my rebellious son and make him feel at ease!"
"That's good, Brother Lu, from now on, you, Brother Fenglin and me, Lao Zhang, will be more intimate with each other. From now on, we will be a family, hahaha!"
The leading middle-aged man looked about fifty years old, tall and tall, with a mustache, wearing an khaki military uniform covered with medals and a feathered hat.
This person is none other than his warlord father, Lu Yongxiang, who is also the current governor of Yu Province.
As for the two people behind him, they also had mustaches and were estimated to be in their forties. They had pistols on their waists and sabers on their shoulders.
Naturally, Lu Xiaojia knew these two people. One was He Feihu's father, He Fenglin, the envoy of the Shanghai Protectorate, the commander of the 1st Wan Army Garrison Brigade, and his uncle. As for the other person, he was his father's confidant general, Zhang Zaiyang, who served as commander of the 2nd Division of the Anhui Army, governor of Yu Province, and supervisor of the Anhui Army.
Behind him was a frowning He Feihu, which made Lu Xiaojia a little confused.
"Xiaojia, what are you doing standing there? Why don't you come over and say hello to your Uncle Zhang and your uncle?"
Seeing his father speaking, Lu Xiaojia had no choice but to step forward and greet them, and then everyone took their seats.
While pushing cups and changing cups, everyone was a little drunk. Lu Yongxiang suddenly said:
"Xiaojia, you are almost twenty years old now, and you are quite old..."
"As a father, thirteen years ago, I, together with your uncle, made two marriage arrangements with your Uncle Zhang, and arranged two baby marriages for you and Feihu. We old guys discussed it and decided The wedding will be held for you and He Feihu in three days. You will marry your Uncle Zhang’s youngest daughter, and your cousin He Feihu will marry the eldest daughter..."
Lu Xiaojia was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and Zhang Zaiyang also drunkenly took over.
"Yes, my eldest nephew, my two daughters, the younger daughter Nian Fang is 28 years old, and the eldest daughter is Nian Fang 29 years old. From now on, my younger daughter will be in your hands..."
