Yun Niang was in tears and her emotions were fragmented.
The soup flowed across his cheeks, and he clenched his fists tightly, but it was difficult to say a word.
"Damn fat bitch, how dare you insult our young lady!"
The two boys, Ah Shan and Ah Shui, raised their fists and rushed towards the fat woman, but before they could get close, the bodyguard man punched and kicked them and knocked them away.
"Tear off this shameless woman's clothes and then arrest her and report her to the police!"
"yes--"
"Snapped!"
Once the musket fires, it will never fail after a hundred attempts.
The whole hall was silent.
Song Che pointed the gun that was still smoking at the bodyguard and said coldly: "Who dares to move? If you move once, I will hit you."
"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be so impressive?" the fat woman kept chattering.
Song Che said: "I took her to find Wu Mengde. Your brother and sister have been married since they were young. It was clearly you who stole love. Do you still have the right to call her a vixen?"
"Oh! I heard from the store clerk that there was a murderer who blackmailed my husband for two thousand taels of silver with two tiger skins. Is that you?"
"You are the one who kills a thousand swords! You are a big fat pig with a narrow upper body and a wide lower body. With your appearance, what man can't get married and eat secretly!" Shen Wenjun couldn't hear the insult to his own man, so he stood up and replied Fighted.
Song Che raised his eyebrows. This gentle girl from Suzhou was quite pleasant when she scolded people!
"Ouch, I'm so angry! Beat them to death!" The fat woman's face turned red with anger, she spat at her and called for the bodyguards.
There were six strong men as bodyguards, and Song Che only had five bullets in his gun, so he couldn't really kill them——
"Bah!"
The door of the inn was kicked open.
"Huhu..." The cold wind blew into the inn, diluting the color and aroma of the wine.
The two figures who appeared at the door instantly attracted the attention of everyone.
Song Che raised the corners of his mouth slightly and put the musket into his sleeve. It was no longer his turn to take action.
"Is it so lively tonight? They are fighting behind closed doors."
Liao Heng entered the inn first and glanced at Yun Niang who was shaking in the cold wind. He frowned and immediately took off his coat and walked over to wrap it up for Yun Niang.
"Look, it turns out that he is a vixen and has seduced another man——"
But before the fat woman could finish her words, Liao Heng grabbed a plate of food and threw it at her face.
The fat woman was hit so dizzy that her face was stained with oil. She climbed on the table and chair and yelled at the bodyguards: "What are you doing for food? Give it to me!"
The six bodyguards carried the table, grabbed the chairs, and tried to hit him with chopsticks. Jiang Yuntian jumped up and punched him in the face, choked him with one hand, kicked him in the chest, and kicked him in the crotch. He was down to four in an instant.
The look in his eyes is fierce and he wants to eat your flesh!
The remaining two bodyguards retreated obediently.
The fat woman was stunned, "Killing, killing——"
"choke!"
The sharp sword was unsheathed and pointed directly at his throat.
Jiang Yuntian raised his eyebrows: "Fat woman, how about I give you some blood?"
Wherever there was any arrogance, the fat woman softened.
"Apologise, pay compensation, and get out." Liao Heng said coldly.
"Apologise! Pay compensation! Get out!" Jiang Yuntian repeated loudly.
The fat woman trembled with fright, quickly took out a piece of silver, said a not-so-sincere apology to Yun Niang, and ran out of the inn with a few bodyguards.
"Okay! Okay!"
The whole hall of guests applauded.
"Mother Yun, everyone is on your side. Don't take the fat woman's words to heart." Liao Heng comforted her softly.
Yun Niang hummed, wiped the soup off her face, took off her robe and gave it back to Liao Heng, then glanced at Song Che and walked into the kitchen.
"If it were me, I'd definitely ask her to help me wash this robe because it's stained with soup. Won't we have a chance to meet again in the future?" Song Che stepped forward with a smile and exchanged greetings.
Liao Heng laughed and put on his robe, "Actually, I prefer the residual warmth left on her body."
Shen Wenjun said "Huh" in disgust.
"Brother Song, who is this?" Liao Heng noticed the young man next to Song Che.
"she is--"
"I am his brother-in-law, and he is my brother-in-law. My name is Shen Wenjun."
Shen Wenjun deliberately lowered his voice. Her name was named heroic for women and delicate for men. She also said that when she came to Yangzhou this time, she wanted to be a man. In addition to being husband and wife with Song Che in bed, she also wanted to be a brother with him on weekdays.
Jiang Yuntian circled around Shen Wenjun and tutted: "All the younger brothers are so handsome. It shows how beautiful your wife is, Brother Song. No wonder your shoes get wet when you pee."
Shen Wenjun said "Eh" again, more than he disliked Liao Heng. He looked at Song Che, as if his eyes were asking: What kind of bad friends do you have?
"My uncle sent some wine and food to the guest room. I want to have a drink alone with my best friend."
"okay."
The three of them went upstairs.
…
After the fire that night, the Eight Immortals Tower ceased to exist.
The shopkeepers of Baxianlou, including the shop assistants and even their families, seemed to evaporate overnight and disappeared without a trace.
Maybe he was tied with stones and thrown into the river and drowned.
Maybe it was thrown into some inconspicuous dry well.
Maybe it was chopped into minced meat and fed to the dogs.
In short, the assassination mission failed. In order not to expose himself, the "Big Yellow Bird" will kill all the "Little Yellow Birds".
Yang Wanfu died unexpectedly in the Eight Immortals Tower, but his son Yang Song was buried in just three days of mourning.
If Yang Song was a heartless and good son, he would definitely not think that the death of his biological father was a bad thing. He might be sad, but he would never shed too many tears.
If the father does not die, how can the son inherit the family business?
Through his function in the state capital, Liao Heng has learned the details of the Yang family very thoroughly in the past month——
The Yang family's four major economic pillars: tea, land, real estate, and salt.
Among them, the one with the best reputation and the lowest profit is tea.
The title of an imperial merchant is far greater than the value it generates. With this relationship and background, one can legitimately bribe court officials, thereby weaving a huge network of interests and achieving the purpose of "government and businessmen protecting each other."
In addition to their own tea farm, the Yang family also has a large area of land outside Yangzhou City. As for how much it is, even the Zhou government records cannot be checked.
The real estate under the Yang family is not measured by "streets", but by "districts". There are 70,000 households in the city, of which more than 20,000 are linked to the Yang family.
The Yang family is also nicknamed "Yang Banzhou", which shows the wealth of the family.
Tea must be sold in quarters, and land and real estate are also fixed assets. The real money that flows into the Yang family is salt.
The Yang family opened three salt farms along the coast of Tongzhou.
Daliang Salt and Iron is a monopoly, but it is run by the people and run by the government. When Li Youtian, the former Huainan pacifier, was in power, Yangzhou had a population of nearly 500,000, and the edible salt that was indispensable for every meal came from the Yang family salt farm.
Salt is white, and silver is also white. If both sides are divided at the same time, then salt is equal to silver.
Is this the only business of the Yang family?
Of course, there are more than just, tea, real estate, land, salt, banks, restaurants. In addition to the visible industries, there are also shady gray industries, such as colluding with bandits and human trafficking.
Money is such a fascinating thing!
