Chapter 552 Three years and three years

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Li Dingguo clenched the scabbard of his waist knife tightly, like a lonely wild wolf. Because of the strong resentment, his slightly immature face was slightly distorted. With a pair of blazing eyes, he stared at the back of Yu Chengze in front of him, gritted his teeth and said:

"Lao Yu, are you alone?"

Li Dingguo couldn't help but feel sad when he thought that he would die in Jiangxi instead of Fujian. It seems that Lao Yu has taken refuge with Ming Gou. Zheng Chenggong did not kill him. Zhu Changhui will not spare her. Da Qi has many enemies in the south.

Li Dingguo regretted a little, regretting that he had to come to Fujian to fight through this troubled water.

He kidnapped his father and asked for ransom again and again. Although Zheng Zhilong had betrayed Da Qi, what he did was indeed unethical.

He didn't care about this, and began to consider whether he should pray to the True Martial God before dying, or drag this traitor on his back.

He didn't know how many people there were, and it seemed like he wouldn't be able to walk out of the yard alive today.

At this time, Yu Chengze, who was walking in front, suddenly turned back. There was a vermilion plaque between them.

"Brother Li, don't blame me."

Li Dingguo gritted his teeth and prepared for the final resistance.

Yu Chengze continued to explain:

"They are all family members. The customs in Raozhou are not as good as those in Liaodong. Women are not allowed to see outsiders. You came at the wrong time, so let them go inside to avoid it."

There was the sound of clattering footsteps all around, and a few beautiful figures floated across the front yard. A few women walked through the pear blossom garden and slipped into the back room. The air was mixed with the fragrance of rouge and gouache.

Li Dingguo lowered his head and wiped the sweat from his face, cursing in his heart: "Guapi, if you didn't tell me earlier, I would be scared..."

Yu Chengze did not notice this detail. Seeing that Li Dingguo's expression remained unchanged and his eyes were not squinting, he felt that this man had the demeanor of a general and would definitely have a bright future.

"What if the female relatives are treated lightly?"

Yu Chengze looked at Li Dingguo in surprise, thought for a moment, and said with a bad smile:

"Throw yourself into a well, hang yourself, jump into a river, or dip into a pig cage. Brother Li, you have come all the way here and still have the energy to get drunk among the flowers. I admire you! I admire you!"

Li Dingguo said oh and stopped talking.

The two sat down in the main hall, and a pretty little maid brought tea and handed it to Li Dingguo.

Li Dingguo reached out to take it, but his eyes were not on the maid. Instead, he looked at the house and hesitated to speak.

"Have you had breakfast, little brother Li? I'll let my servants prepare it."

Li Dingguo came here in a hurry, not to eat.

"No need, I just ate at the city gate."

Yu Chengze said "Oh" and waved away the maids and servants. Before Li Dingguo could speak, the master said first:

"We haven't seen each other for many years. I wonder how Shen Baihu and the others are doing? It was Shen Baihu who took me to the coir raincoat guard in the first place..."

Li Dingguo looked around and saw a pair of blue and white porcelain from the Song Dynasty placed on the table next to him.

"It seems that life has been easy these past few years."

Yu Chengze picked up the bottle, played with it in his hand, and handed it over.

"Like it? If you like it, I'll give it to you. There are plenty of them here."

Li Dingguo waved his hand, his eyes unconsciously falling on the black package next to the chair.

From the moment he entered the yard, Yu Chengze had been staring at the package, full of curiosity about the contents of the package.

"What is it?"

Li Dingguo's expression was grim: "The heads belong to my brother and another, a civil servant from Beizhili."

Yu Chengze groaned, as if he was afraid of touching human blood, and quickly rubbed his body back.

Li Dingguo felt that this person was very strange. It was not that he had known Yu Chengze before, but judging from Yu Chengze's words and deeds, it was really difficult to have any connection with Yu Chengze.

"What kind of business have you been doing in Jiangxi these years? Make money like this!"

Old Yu took out two cigarette bubbles from the desk drawer and handed one to Li Dingguo.

Li Dingguo knew that it was Nanyang Fushou Ointment, which was very valuable. The cooked opium ointment was kneaded into small balls and was more expensive than gold. When I was in Shenyang before, I saw wealthy gentry smoking.

"Thank you, I don't like this."

Old Yu chuckled and took out a futan (smoking gun) with holes in both ends from the drawer...

Li Dingguo watched him struggle for a long time, then he lay sideways on the Taishi's chair, put the gun close to a whale oil lamp, and wisps of green smoke lit up.

The pretty maid stepped forward and helped her master poke the pipe with a bamboo stick.

Li Dingguo saw that his body was limp, as if he was drunk, and there was diarrhea from the corners of his mouth.

He had no choice but to shake his head, stand up and say goodbye.

Lao Yu lay on the chair and said intermittently:

"In the first year of Taichang, not the second year, in March and April, I was selling illegal salt in Poyang Lake. I was arrested by the government and almost beaten to death. I fled to the north. When I arrived in Kaiyuan, I entered the Feiyi Guard. At that time, I had nothing. You know, one day, Shen Baihu came to me and asked me if I was brave. Of course I said yes, and he said that all the provinces in the north have sent people, and there is still a shortage of people in the south. Should he go? Of course I said yes. He said he was going to do fine work, and I said fine work was fine. So, I came to Jiangxi. He said that the Kaiyuan soldiers would go south soon. I just waited and waited and waited here. In order to support my family, I continued to do my job. Okay, the next year, Shen Baihu sent a letter, saying that he should wait for another three years. After three years, the army will go south, and I will no longer have to do the detailed work. I will be an official. I feel very happy. Wait, but three years and three years, three years and three years, I have been waiting for you in Raozhou for ten years. My concubines have already married into the fifth house. When Liu Zongbing became the emperor, he became the supreme emperor. , but the army hasn’t gone south yet! My officials are gone too! The business is getting bigger and bigger, and if we wait any longer, we will become the biggest salt lord in Jiangxi. Go back and ask Shen Lian and ask him to give me all his wages over the years. Say it again!”

Li Dingguo listened patiently to what he said, his mind was already unclear, and he said to him:

"Shen Baihu, isn't he already dead? I can't bring you the words."

Yu Chengze woke up from a dream, pushed the maid away, dropped the pipe, and said to Nan Nan:

"died."

Suddenly, the shouts of pursuers came from outside.

"Don't let Qi Guo go!"

"Go in and search!"

Li Dingguo pulled out his sword.

"Did you report it?"

"I'm a private salt dealer. Why do I deal with the government? It's Butler Zhao. I'll break his legs later. Don't be afraid. There is a secret passage in the backyard. Come with me."

Li Dingguo was dumbfounded. He had been working undercover for many years and had become a wealthy man in Raozhou. He didn't seem to be a bad person. Thinking of Daqi's killing of these wealthy merchants in the north, the young red general suddenly felt a little conflicted.

"What should we do now?"

"Leave the city first, go to the outer city wharf to find Mr. Wang's house, take a boat to Huguang, cross the Yangtze River, and you will reach the boundary of Daqi."

"You're not leaving?"

Li Dingguo felt a little funny when he asked this question.

"When people are gone, money will not last long. There are still hundreds of people under my command who hope to make a living. We will see you later. By the way, burn paper money for Shen Baihu for me."

"It's a deal!"

Li Dingguo bid farewell to Lao Yu and entered the secret passage.

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