Chapter 34 Zhang Wenjian’s concerns

Style: Historical Author: AmuWords: 2267Update Time: 24/01/12 12:59:05
Zhang Wenjian felt very uneasy and angry about the death of Xiufeng.

Those losers on Moon Island didn't know until so many days that their boss was killed, and they didn't even know who did it.

Xiufeng is a man in the martial arts world. His skills are at the peak of the second-rate, and he is no longer weak.

However, this man cut off his head directly, and there was no sign of a fight at the scene.

This shows that there are only two possibilities.

The first one may be due to internal fighting. He was killed by an acquaintance and was killed unprepared for the murderer.

If this is the case, Zhang Wenjian is not very worried.

After all, these gangsters often fight among themselves.

Moreover, Xiufeng was not very obedient, and Zhang Wenjian actually didn't like him very much.

If Gufeng dies, this group of men will fall into the hands of the second master, Zhao Dachui.

Zhao Dachui is a guy with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, so he may be easier to control.

Of course, there is a second possibility.

The person who killed Gu Feng was a very powerful master.

In front of the murderer, Xiufeng had no ability to fight back.

This is what Zhang Wenjian is most worried about.

In particular, Zhao Dachui also suspected that the person who killed Xiafeng was someone from the Yujian Sect.

Not many people from the Yujian Sect have been walking around in the world in recent years.

Why did they focus on Gust of Wind?

So is it possible that it has something to do with the kidnapping of Duan Wenjun?

No, not possible.

The Duan family is just a small businessman in Wangjiang, how could they possibly hire someone from the Yujian Sect?

However, at today's banquet, the young man standing behind Duan Wenjun seemed to have a sword on his back...

Thinking of this, Zhang Wenjian's face suddenly became extremely serious, "Father, just in case, I'm afraid I have to ask Uncle De to go to Moon Island in person."

"Let Uncle De go to Moon Island? Why?" Zhang Suxing was a little confused.

"The death of Xiufeng is a big or small matter. We must find a reliable person to get to the bottom of it. Zhao Dachui's mind is too simple. We have to personally help him make suggestions and take charge of the situation." Zhang Wenjian frowned. "Also, during the recent period, it is best for us not to contact Moon Island for the time being."

Zhang Suxing put down the book in his hand, "Mo Bucheng, are you worried about what the Duan family will find?"

Zhang Wenjian nodded, "Only by being careful can you make the Wannian Ship. If it is really the Duan family's handiwork, they may be able to kill us with a gust of wind."

Hearing Zhang Wenjian mention that Duan Wenjun was followed by a young man carrying a sword today. Zhang Suxing looked at Chen Fang, "Master, please inform Uncle De to leave for Moon Island overnight. He can handle any matter on my behalf with full authority." Matter, please stop contacting Moon Island for the time being."

Chen Fang nodded, then turned and left.

Looking at Chen Fang's leaving figure, Zhang Wenjian sighed again, "It seems that I have to give Lin Jingyun some eye drops tomorrow. Just let him go check on Duan Wenjun and see what the Duan family knows. How many."

Duan Wenjun, who was standing at the window, sneezed suddenly and couldn't help but cursed, "Ya-Ya, I don't know who is talking about me again!"

The pear blossoms on the tree outside the window have fallen and turned into densely packed pears the size of mung beans.

Although it looked like there were a lot of fruits, Duan Wenjun knew that after a few more spring rains, at least half of these little pears would fall off.

"Master, it's late at night and the window is cold. Go inside and have a rest!" Cuiping came over with a cloak and put it on him.

"Cuiping, is there any news from your brother?" Duan Wenjun didn't look back, still staring at the tree pear.

"My brother said that someone seemed to have seen Jiang Shuying a few days ago." Cuiping paused, and then continued, "It's near Sihai College."

"Is she still Wangjiang? Who is she with?" Duan Wenjun was surprised.

"I don't know. My brother said that someone saw her coming out of the back door of the college, getting into a carriage, and then going to the east of the city." Cuiping added, "I don't know exactly where she went to the east of the city."

Duan Wenjun did not speak, but frowned, as if deep in thought.

Jiang Shuying is just a geisha. What is she doing at Sihai Academy?

Moreover, Liu’s mother ran away, why didn’t Jiang Shuying leave?



Early the next morning, Duan Wenjun woke up and practiced jogging, Tai Chi, and military martial arts. After breakfast, he took Duan Xiaoxing and Mo Shoucheng out.

They went straight to the Duan Family Wine Shop.

Duan Wenjun came to visit a few days ago.

This wine shop not only sells wine, but also some food.

In fact, the things sold here are similar to those sold in Wangjiang Tower.

It's just that the shop floor is much smaller than Wangjiang Tower, the decoration is much simpler than Wangjiang Tower, the location is much more remote than Wangjiang Tower, and the reputation is much worse than Wangjiang Tower...

No, this wine shop has no reputation at all.

The only people who come to visit are the nearby neighbors, who come to buy a few dimes of wine or treat others to a casual meal.

So, not much money can be made.

It was still early and there were no customers in the restaurant.

Seeing Duan Wenjun coming, shopkeeper Huang Xiaoming hurriedly came over to greet him, "Young master, what kind of wind brought you here today?"

"Shopkeeper Huang, a few jars of wine will arrive at Duan Jiabao in a while. Please arrange for someone to receive them." Duan Wenjun said with a smile on his face, "Then, help me prepare a few specialty dishes and deliver them to the private room on the second floor. I invited some friends over for drinks.”

Huang Xiaoming was stunned when he heard this. Didn't Duan Jiabao just deliver a cart of wine at the beginning of the month? Why did the Young Master have someone deliver wine again?

Also, the sun has just risen this morning. Why are the young masters inviting people to dinner so early?

In the past, when Shaodong’s family treated guests, it was always at Wangjiang Tower. Why did he come to his own restaurant today?

However, although Huang Xiaoming was puzzled, he did not dare to ask any more questions.

Although this was the second time Shaodong's family came to this wine shop, Huang Xiaoming had almost no contact with him before.

But he had heard of all the things that happened to the young master’s family before.

He didn't dare to say anything about the young master's violent temper.

Huang Xiaoming asked the waiter to get busy, and Duan Wenjun sat down by the window of the second floor lounge.

Duan Xiaoxing on the side was puzzled. After a long time, he finally couldn't help but asked, "Master, who are you going to entertain here so early?"

"The third youngest of the Lin family, the sixth youngest of the Ye family, the eldest young master of the Wen family, and the youngest of the Luo family." Duan Wenjun said with a smile, "It's been a long time since we got together, so let's get together with them."

Duan Xiaoxing was shocked when he heard this. Why is the young master thinking about hanging out with these people again?

These four people were all Duan Wenjun's former friends, and they often did ridiculous things when they got together.

Duan Xiaoxing always felt in his heart that when the young master woke up this time, except for a trip to Duanjia Castle, he usually stayed at home reading and writing, so he must have changed his temper.

Moreover, at Mr. Qin's banquet last night, he wrote an amazing poem, which Mr. Qin praised very much, and Duan Daxiong was even more delighted.

This is the time for the young master to change his past.

But I didn't expect that this morning, the young master would entertain these old friends and hang out with them again...

Duan Xiaoxing let out a long sigh, moved his lips a few times, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.