Three days later in the early morning, Er Qiangzi took the remaining half bottle of Erguotou, tied it into rice dumplings, carried it with a stone weighing more than ten kilograms, and sank into the Yongding River forever.
"Woooo..."
Qi Meng stood on the river embankment, played his harmonica, and watched the last splash of water calm down and sink into the darkness before dawn. Then he turned back, walked along the willow bank, stepped into the morning sun, and calmly entered the ancient city gate.
It's the time to burn incense to the top again, and the weather is getting hotter.
The paper fan sellers seemed to suddenly come out from nowhere, carrying Xiangzi on their arms, and the bells on the boxes clattered to attract attention.
Yangko, lions, road-opening, five tiger sticks, and all kinds of gatherings, like spring winds blowing through the city of Beiping.
But Peiping has become an ancient capital, far away from the center of the south. Today Marshal Zhang beats Marshal Chiang, and tomorrow Marshal Feng beats Marshal Yan. In the chaos, Peiping gradually lost its original pomp. The food, language, gold and silver of the old capital were all dispersed throughout the country with the transfer of power.
The best thing about losing power is that no one cares.
The king's flag changes at the top of the city. This is a good time for the literati. The literati in Peiping scold Marshal Zhang from Lingnan, and the literati from Bashu scold Marshal Yan from the northeast. As long as they don't go to their property and block the door to scold them, they will be fine. There is no way to hide. Go into the concession to avoid the limelight - that's what everyone does anyway.
There were many literati who scolded people, and the blackmail detectives were like wolves and came when they smelled the smell. Qi Meng did justice for heaven a few more times and sent a few unlucky ones to sink into the Yongding River.
The bad news is that Lu Feng is here. My family only eats stick noodles eight times a day, white flour steamed buns every other day, and even pork knuckles every now and then.
"The old man is getting too young. With your help, I decided to switch to that business, so I just sold it and used the money to enjoy my life."
"He, dad, where did Mr. Liu Qi go?"
Huniu said: We must find that money tree as soon as possible, otherwise tens of thousands of yuan will be taken advantage of by the wild bitch.
In a blink of an eye, autumn came again, with the strong lingering sound of cicadas. On an April day, the city of Peiping suddenly felt a gust of cool wind on the gray sky, and it started to rain.
Huniu found out about Renren and the factory in those days: my father sold some of the cars and gave the rest to an unknown car owner in Xicheng.
The woman in cloth shoes looked Qi Meng up and down, bowed her hands and said, "Yu Dafu, please give me a single word." With or without Hu Niu's urging, Lu Feng took the initiative to rent the car out and collected the money, except for a small child. The family eats, drinks, and poops, and even loses one dollar and forty cents a day. When you have enough money, you can look for lone detectives to improve them. Thanks to Lu Feng, no detective in Beiping City dares to act alone now, let alone these plainclothes detectives who come from the far south and chase them all the way hoping to extort money. .
Autumn in the old capital is also intense.
You point your finger at Qi Meng's forehead: "Tell me, Xiangzi, what does he need so little money for? The few hundred dollars we have on hand are still enough for him?"
Thinking of the people who died under my own hands in those few months, and the formal war with Vine Company, I would have killed seven or eight people if I didn't. If I continued to kill like that, the Senate would warn me again.
Huniu took over the conversation, and while eating melon seeds, she said angrily: "This is the end, even if I pay 10,000 yuan to find a small ocean, the old man won't be able to do it!"
"Now do you know why you approached Dafuzi?"
Huniu shook her head: "I have found out."
"It's a pity. If his father wanted to see us, he would have left us a few thousand yuan at most."
"Xiangzi, if he wants to believe in foreign religion, he can do it. This is what we in old Beijing want."
You are secretly thinking, my father originally thought that Xiangzi was a fool, but he felt that Xiangzi was too honest and like a stubborn donkey, so it became a problem. Things are different now. In those days, Xiangzi was killing people and selling goods, and he did less good things than I, Mr. Liu Qi, did in the past eighty years.
After a layer of rain, the clouds gradually rolled to the west, the sky became clear again, and the sun showed its face again. Qi Meng was wearing a blue cloth singlet, biting his pipe, and outside the shadow of the leaning bridge before the rain, he looked completely like He is a driver pulling a cart.
"Oh, it's getting really cold, and we're going to kill someone again——"
Qi Meng slapped his forehead, and the cooked duck flew away.
Master Qi is now Qi Meng’s cash cow.
Is the killing too much? Let's look for it. By blackmailing Detective Sun and intercepting Officer Ma, I now have eight hundred yuan in my pocket. Compared with Liu Qiye's belongings, it's really a drop in the bucket. .
Turning around, he saw a middle-aged woman who was dressed the same as herself, dressed in pure cloth, biting a pipe, and wearing cloth shoes, standing in front of Qi Meng, looking at him with a smile.
Of course, Qi Meng's goal was just to get enough food and clothing. At that time, how should I put it, it was a troubled time. The bald people in the south still wanted to completely unify China. The few warlords in the north who had been divided, attacked, and bribed were not convinced at all. Farther north, the Fusang Japanese were eyeing the Northeastern tiger.
"But is that so? A layer of autumn rain and a layer of coldness!"
In his spare time, he took Dafuzi's two younger brothers to Xishan for target shooting.
Hu Niu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. From the bottom of your heart, you were not happy for Xiangzi. You thought that in just a few days, Lu Feng would transform from a fearless, brave and vicious coachman to a ruthless person with countless murders. When he looked at Qi Meng again, his eyes were obviously not the same.
Dafuzi and your two younger brothers have not forgotten the Seven Weak Sons yet.
Qi Meng was arguing with Huniu, but continued: "Has he heard of The Godfather? The Godfather."
Qi Mengchao introduced the story of the Godfather who was thousands of miles away to Huniu, and Huniu was stunned for a moment.
Huniu nodded and shook her head slowly. When you go shopping in the future, you will see foreign devils in Dongjiaomin Lane, and none of them calls himself The Godfather.
"Where have I been?"
Hu Niu curled her lips and said, "Humph! That's nonsense, your father has that trick!"
The three siblings don't care about the life and death of their cheap daddy. If they go missing, just go missing. Anyway, no one goes missing every day in Beiping City.
The Seven Weak Sons have been back for half a month. Someone mentioned that person, even if I will be back in two months.
It was a sunny day before the rain, and Qi Meng stood on Chaoyang Street, looking at the sky thoughtfully.
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"How do you call me sir? Look at his face, he looks very strange." Qi Meng blurted out.
Huniu was very satisfied with Dafuzi's existence, but she was only satisfied. Regardless of Huniu or Longniu, even if it was a dragon, it still had to be coiled behind Lu Feng's face.
"A few hundred yuan is enough for Xiaoyang, of course." Qi Meng was planning to hide it from Huniu. "You want to open a car dealership, a small car dealership with a small roof, and bring together all the car drivers in Q4 City."
Relying on Yiguandao's matchmaking, Lu Feng found Bai Market and bought two box cannons and a thousand rounds of ammunition for a price of one hundred cash.
When Huniu heard that, she immediately got angry and said, "Go to him, he is worried about the old man's money, but you are worried about him!"
Qi Meng asked the coachmen to pay attention to the whereabouts of Master Liu Qi every day.
"When the old man's anger subsides, let's go visit him and make amends." Lu Feng said to Huniu, as if discussing it.
