Stone two days. [No pop-up novel website] The news that a monk's temple was on fire became a big news. Many people went up to the ruins, which were burned to a pile of rubble, to watch the excitement. The fire started so quickly and with so much momentum that everyone said that when the fire-fighting team from Xiaohai'an Street arrived under the protection of the village warriors, they were completely stunned. The temple was already burning like a torch.
People who know the situation inside say that too much dry firewood and clear oil piled under the gable wall is the main culprit. The bad guys stayed in the palace every day, gambling and drinking, and the fire probably started due to the lamp being accidentally turned on.
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The murder of Zhao Jijiao and his gang did not arouse anyone's sympathy. Many people were even happy that there was no such gangster on the street, saying that this was retribution for their usual evil deeds.
But everyone who had heard about the overt and covert fighting between Hua Nan and Mr. Zhu didn't think so. It was really thought-provoking that in this sudden and strange fire, not a single person escaped from the room full of people. Those few who were lucky enough not to be in the temple, and the bad guys who escaped all fled the next day. Their noses More sensitive than anyone else.
The yamen officials detained the temple priests and the pyrotechnics priests in the back yard, but this does not mean that the county yamen thought there was anything suspicious about this incident. It was purely a routine matter for the yamen officials to make money. Everyone in the temple insisted that they did not hear any suspicious noises. Due to the activities of some people, Miao Zhu's wife easily negotiated a price with the fast class leader in the teahouse opposite the Yamen, and they were let go. come out.
After the incident was rumored in the streets for a few days, it slowly faded away. Incidents of arson in South China were naturally completely eliminated. The sugar merchants who originally refused to come to the meeting also secretly communicated through Feng Guangfeng.
Initially, everyone was not enthusiastic about the new formation of the South China Sugar Association. Now there has been a 180-degree change in attitude. The attitude of the sugar merchants has become more positive. Chang Shide feels that now he can "talk about things" in more depth. Mou Tianxiong even took the time to actively lobby for sugar in private.
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Zhu An's face was livid. Sitting in the meeting hall of Haiyi Hall, he sat upright as usual. The twenty chairs on the left and right sides of the hall were all occupied, and the top shopkeepers of various sugar shops were sitting at attention.
This was the first meeting of Haiyi Hall since Zhu An declared his illness. The topic was to rebuild the monk temple. Mr. Zhu is now besieged on all sides and falling apart everywhere: the sugar rope workers have been recruited. The Gu family pirates were destroyed, the sugar merchants betrayed, and Zhao Jijiao and his gang were burned to death for no apparent reason.
What I thought was a full hand of good cards is now empty. Mr. Zhu could not think of anything else that could deal with South China. He used both overt and covert weapons. South China stands tall and strong. Not only does it not fall, but it also hollows out its corners.
From the bottom of my heart. He knew that he had failed, but Mr. Zhu was not willing to accept failure. He had been in the Leizhou sugar market for thirty years and had already regarded his words and deeds as the embodiment of authority. When this authority is suddenly lost, it is always emotionally unacceptable.
This time, in the name of rebuilding Monk Zou's temple, he convened a meeting of sugar merchants in an attempt to use his accumulated power over the years to try to save the situation for the last time.
The sugar merchants came out in surprisingly neat order, not one of them was missing, even the "traitor" Feng Guangfeng came. Seeing this outsider, his eyes almost burst into flames. Although he knew very clearly that this person was just a middle-aged man, and those who betrayed him were those fellow villagers whom he regarded as the most reliable. However, the friendship between fellow villagers made him unconsciously direct his anger at this foreigner.
"He still dares to come!" He muttered lowly.
The master standing aside glanced at the people in the hall. All of them were either expressionless or carefree, and no one showed any guilt or uneasiness.
"Master, calm down your mother for a moment."
Mr. Zhu nodded and calmed down before speaking:
"As you all know, a few days ago, the Patriarch's temple caught fire. Although only one entrance was burned down. Haiyi Hall is naturally responsible for the repairs and must take up the responsibility."
He said this. He stopped deliberately and looked at everyone's expressions. Seeing that none of them responded, as if they had nothing to do with me, I felt cold in my heart:
But, I wonder what everyone thinks about the temple construction? "
"The temple must be repaired, of course." Someone said, "But this is not an urgent matter."
Zhu An was furious when he heard someone singing the opposite tune on the spot, but when he took a closer look, he turned out to be Wu Yi, the owner of "Baolai Hao", a small, low-end sugar store. This man had asked many people to beg his grandfather to sue him and paid him 10,000 taels of silver before he could get into Haiyi Hall. The capital of Baolai is not big, and people in Haiyi Hall are indifferent.
Zhu An suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly, "Oh? What does Shopkeeper Wu mean? What are the urgent matters?"
"Collect the sugar!" Wu Yi poked Zhu Sanye's sore spot unceremoniously, "The sugar season is about to end. Our warehouses are still empty. Without sugar, where will the money come from to build the temple? This matter. I'm afraid. I also wish that it would be better for Third Master to take care of me alone!"
"Bastard!" Zhu An roared angrily. When had he ever been mocked to his face by such a lowly little character? "Who are you! If you weren't kneeling on the ground begging for help, you weren't even qualified to receive candy!"
"I'm really not a big shot!" Wu Yi was very courageous, "You wish the third master is a big shot. I promised everyone at the beginning that this sugar season will ensure that everyone can receive candy, but now? I, Wu Yi, begged my grandfather to sue my grandma in order to receive the candy. Making money is not about flattering your stinky feet of Mr. Zhu San!" Yin·'Advertisement This statement is extremely naked, but it also vividly expresses the mentality of most people here. Mr. Zhu Zhu is no longer useful!
"Old Wu. Don't say that." The fat man Ri Yuelai came out to smooth things over, but for a while he couldn't think of anything to say to smooth things over.
"How can you say otherwise?" Wu Yi had long been secretly bribed by Chang Shide. He bowed to all the people around him, "Dear shopkeepers and owners! Didn't everyone form Haiyi Tang just to jointly collect sugar? Now Haiyi Tang I was actually tortured by Zhu An to the point where I couldn’t receive the candy. I suggest that Third Master Zhu stop being the master of this hall!"
Zhu An had a cold face. On the surface he appeared very calm, even almost indifferent, but in fact he had practiced a set of pretentious and calming skills, and he was also very nervous on the inside. Wu Yi definitely didn't come up with the idea of singing this play by himself. There must be someone behind him. I'm afraid most people here would acquiesce to his actions. Thinking of this, Zhu An couldn't help but be frightened.
What's even more frightening is that the people around him are not surprised at all, which proves his guess. Qiu An's face has bulging veins. He stared at the disobedient family member and kicked him to death.
"There is no need for Haiyi Tang to exist any longer." Wu Yi continued to fire unceremoniously, "This sugar industry guild has long been reduced to the private property of the Zhu family. I wish you the third master! In the seventh year of the Apocalypse, Haiyi Tang Public Middle School Over the years, we have almost more than 10,000 taels of silver deposited. Why did we only have a few hundred taels in the second year of Chongzhen, and we still have to share it with everyone? Each of our families has paid in full the public fees payable in the past two years, one tael or more!"
People were in a commotion. Zhu An takes control of Haiyitang. It has never been a secret that he arranged for private individuals, spent money from public accounts at will, and even collected more public funds under various names. It was just that no one dared to bring it up because of his prestige and ability. Now that someone mentioned it, everyone was whispering. Some people who had a hard time getting along with each other now also felt that Zhu An's work was not good enough and started to murmur.
Feng Guangfeng stood up: "What Shopkeeper Wu said is absolutely true! There is no need for Haiyi Hall to exist anymore."
What had been just a commotion among the sugar merchants now became noisy, a moment later. Someone sighed: "That's all we have to do."
"Yes, there is nothing we can do about it."
"I wish Third Master has been busy for most of his life, it's time to take a rest."
"But Haiyi Hall is gone, what will we do in the future?" Some people are already discussing what will happen next. It seems that the dissolution of Haiyi Hall has become a foregone conclusion, and Zhu Sanye has been completely thrown aside.
Zhu An stood up suddenly and shouted: "You despicable and shameless villains!" His voice was so loud that it suddenly overwhelmed all the voices. "You are all short-sighted! Haiyi Hall is where you live and work, you are destroying your own foundation!" He roared, "Without me, Haiyi Hall"
"Hai Yi Tang's surname is not Zhu!" Feng Guangfeng interrupted him loudly, "Hai Yi Tang has long been owned by your Zhu family over the years. It doesn't belong to everyone!" He then said loudly: "I suggest that we invite Shopkeeper Wen from South China to Come and preside over the overall situation of Haiyi Hall!"
Wu Yi immediately jumped out: "The current situation cannot be settled by shopkeeper Fei Wen." Yin·' Advertisement Then, some people echoed, and although some people did not echo, they said nothing. Not against it.
"This is Haiyi Hall!" Zhu An shouted uncontrollably, "I know how to do it!"
Wu Yi ignored him at all: "Please shopkeeper Wen!" he shouted.
Under the escort of Zhou Shihe, Wen Tong and others had already booked a single room in a teahouse on the street and were waiting. A few people were humming a tune and drinking tea. Wen Tong couldn't help but ask Mou Tianxiong:
"Does your plan work? I'm afraid they won't understand me.
"Definitely." Mou Tianxiong said with a smile, "Most of them are from Guangdong. You just need to speak Cantonese."
"I always feel it's a bit too dramatic." Wen Tong muttered, "Can't we take over in another way?"
"Of course you can." Kan Tianxiong said, "But if you want to rule the Sugar Industry Guild in the future, you must first create momentum. A little drama will be effective."
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Kan Tianxiong knew that he was not confident enough: "Don't worry! Zhou Shizhai and Li Biao will protect you personally, and Chen Sigen and his team members will follow you in. There are people from Northern Latitude outside, and they have brought their sniper rifles to the roof." "remuneration"
"No need, just ask Zhou Shicheng to follow me in." Wen Tong suddenly became proud, "I am also one of the protagonists after all, and I have a halo to protect my body."
"Yes, if you open up your domineering spirit to the fullest, Hai Yitang will not be able to return from all over the world immediately."
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Wen Tong nodded repeatedly. I closed my eyes and rested my mind for the second time, probably because I wanted to build up this tyrannical energy more fully.
Mou Tianxiong smiled. He took out the walkie-talkie and contacted Bei Fei who was pressed on the roof. He was observing the movement in the courtyard of Haiyi Hall, in case Mr. Zhu made any changes.
Word from everywhere is that there is no movement. After a while, the person watching from the window reported that a servant came out of the gate of Haiyi Hall and went straight to the teahouse.
"The treat is here. Old Wen, get ready, it's out!"
Wen Tong nodded. He took only Zhou Shizhai and Li Biao with him and walked down the street in a light carriage. But fifty meters down the street, Wen Tong was like a cloud, with fear, expectation, doubt and confidence mixed together. A kind of drunken pleasure enveloped his body and mind.
The door of Haiyi Hall has been opened straight. Walking up the steps, you can see the hall with all the windows and doors from the door. Wen Tong took a deep breath and walked in with his head held high.
Feng Guangfeng was already waiting under the dripping eaves. He bowed his hands and said, "Shopkeeper Wen. Everyone has been waiting for a long time."
Liu Yulin, the owner of the Risheng, was the first to stand up and salute. Then all the shopkeepers of the candy shops stood up and bowed. Wen Tong smiled all the way and returned the greetings.
"Every shopkeeper. This is Shopkeeper Wen of South China Sugar Company and a member of the new Sugar Association." Wu Yi said loudly.
Wen Tong ignored Zhu An, whose face was covered with flames, and clearly refused to tear him into pieces. Standing in the middle, he held his hands together:
"Dear shopkeepers and owners of sugar shops, Huanan has been kindly chosen by you to be the member of the Sugar Industry Association. Huanan will regard this as an honor and responsibility, and will obey orders boldly. The only choice is to devote oneself to the Leizhou Sugar Industry until death." He glanced at the congratulations. An, suddenly felt that this person was not scary at all. It was even pity that he still didn't know what he was facing. If he knew, he wouldn't be so angry. "Zhu An betrayed everyone's trust, controlled Hai Yitang for many years, and exercised power arbitrarily. He appointed private individuals and stole public funds. He made friends with pirates and seduced bandits." He listed twenty charges in one go, all of which were well-founded. It is well-founded and arouses the emotions of many people who have had objections to Zhu An's actions for many years, which is quite refreshing.
"You, you" Zhu An was so angry that he couldn't speak. Indeed, these things are true, but making friends with pirates and raising bandits is for the survival of the entire Leizhou Sugar Industry. It is an expedient measure that chooses the lesser of two evils. Looking at the benefits, everyone gets one. In the past twenty years, various sugar shops in Leizhou have been able to enjoy peace. Isn't it the result of these expedient measures? Now it has become his crime!
If you want to add guilt, why bother? I wish the third master brother and sister are cold and the other party not only has money and "power", but he is also top-notch in thick black!
Wen Tong said excitedly. , please also wish: I will retreat bravely from the rapids! Leave a place for each other to meet in the future, so as not to clean up the accounts and make the public laugh! "!~!
