Republic of China

Chapter 327 The Evil Servant
The banquet is a good feast, the banquet is a good banquet, at least the food, wine and meat are of high quality, coupled with the talent show of Old Liu Tiao, the atmosphere cannot be said to be cheerful and harmonious, at least it is embarrassing.

But no matter how embarrassing it is, we guys don’t have to enjoy the simple folk customs for the time being.

It wasn't until Yan Song came out of the hall to toast one by one that the atmosphere changed from strict to relaxed. Old Liu could finally rest his voice after howling for a long time.

The drizzle was drizzling, but it didn't have much impact on the meal, but it actually had a different flavor.

"Master, don't just drink. Eat some food." Lao Kang moved the big plate of elbows.

Mo Wenshan took another delicious sip and said with emotion: "I'm afraid that without such good teeth, I might not be able to eat well and carry it around."

Lao Kang and Lao Liu beside them were confused, wondering, are you going to take the Northeastern University exam? How about one set after another? Besides, the braised elbow is quite bad.

After a moment of silence, both of them thought that what the old man said must have a profound meaning, but since he was the Riddler, no one could pry his mouth unless he took the initiative to reveal it.

Can't eat and walk around?
Packing a seat?

On the other side, two young men, Zhao Sanyuan and Xiucai, carefully reviewed all the information and clues they had at hand, trying to sort out the mess into clear order, because they recalled that the source of the whole incident was the man who passed the Huayuankou. Boatman.

Zhao Sanyuan shook his head, "Furthermore, the villagers collectively became vicious twice, and they are more related to the Zhou family. In short, we have narrowed the scope now. When we go back, we will first check the Yan family carefully, and then check the Zhou family."

So think about it from another perspective, if it is really a trap, why do they do it face to face? Wouldn't it be easier to launch a surprise attack?
Next is Nanyue Village. When we first arrived outside the village, it looked like a deserted village. There was no movement at all. After the old man made a move, Nanyue Village suddenly became lively, except for the unconscious donkey. He doesn't eat, drink, poop or defecate, and he's not awake.

"I understand the truth, but it's a big day after all. It's really not authentic for us to be sneaky. If it doesn't work, just wait until tomorrow. One more thing, have you noticed that there has been a lack of information since we entered Nanyue Village? What are you wearing?”

But as the most powerful squire in the local area, he usually doesn't talk about building bridges and repairing roads, but at least he has to shout about it, right? Especially when there are popular events in the village, it's time to increase your presence. However, the Niu family didn't even show their faces. The scholar secretly looked at the account books before and made sure that there was no one named Niu in them.

If I have to say it, the night festival and the wedding are similar to the red and white collision, except that the former is dead and the latter is alive. To be fair, the relationship is not big.

Then again, whether people want to join the gang is a matter of personal freedom, but the problem is that everyone in Nanyue Village loves each other and is willing to sacrifice everything, so it becomes a big problem.

The waves are treacherous.

"You're still here? Have you forgotten how dangerous it was last night? If you want to investigate, you can do it while it's still daylight."

The most difficult thing to accept is that there is a huge problem with the perception of time. Yan Song was supposed to get married tomorrow, how did it become today?
Coupled with the mysterious warehouse and gramophone tapes inside the Yan family, there are no key clues to connect them at all.

Xiucai said softly: "No matter what, it must be related to the Yan family. And I thought about it carefully. Was it really because Xiao Meng didn't let us go to the Zhou family that day because he wanted us to avoid suspicion?"

Xiao Meng and Yan Song, who are lifeless but lively without spiritual fire, love each other on the surface, but many details reveal the awkwardness of the villagers who have grudges and grudges against each other. They wear hemp and mourn each other at night and congratulate and have a banquet during the day.

The river was turbulent, and he was the only punter on the north and south side of the ferry. Thinking carefully about it, there was no difference between his appearance and his disappearance, both without warning. In other words, was it possible that he was just squatting and waiting?

The scholar immediately understood what Sanyuan was referring to, and he had also noticed this blind spot not long ago.

The biggest tycoon in Nanyue Village, Niu Lao Turtle, has never appeared. Even the Niu family seems to be missing, as if his family does not exist in the village.

After that, I went to Nanyue Village through Zheng County. About ten miles away, I fell into a chaotic Feng Shui and it was difficult to get out. No matter how I walked, I couldn't get out. The red and white collisions also appeared at that time.

While the two brothers were communicating, God gave him some face, and the heavy rain kept holding back, allowing Yan Songneng to come drunkenly with a wine glass, and the toast finally reached the last table.

Although they met by chance, and although there were all kinds of mysteries and unpredictability, the brothers had always had a good sense of this person, so they gave him a big red envelope, and Yan Song, Yu Qing and Yu Li had to come and toast him properly.

He first filled a glass and toasted the old man. Just when he was about to speak, he heard bursts of exaggerated clapping. Everyone followed the sound and found that several strong men had crossed the threshold of Zhou's house and walked in. They walked with their nostrils pointing to the sky. They wished they could carve the words "I'm not easy to mess with" on their foreheads, in a proper villain look.

The arrival of these people also caused the atmosphere to turn sharply. The villagers who were eating at the table all shrank their necks. Look, they even made fearful movements. It was so fucking weird.

"Hey, why don't you invite us to a wedding drink on your big day? If you don't want to drink, don't drink. Do you have to plug the hole that is getting bigger and bigger?" The leading man picked up the account book and looked at it, and then he smiled happily. "Hey, I really didn't charge less. It's barely enough to pay off the interest."

Zhou Shijing hurriedly stepped forward to apologize and say good things, as if he didn't want to make the matter a big deal. This made Zhao Sanyuan frown slightly. Who comes to ask for payment on a big day? No matter what, you have to avoid weddings and funerals, right? Are you afraid of having children without having a buttock?
But this kind of thing can be seen everywhere in the Yanhuang land. The more people are in dire straits, the more people will take advantage of it. There is no need to produce, you just need to wait for money to make money. The prerequisite is that it must be tied to violence and blood.

Countless families have been crushed by loan sharks, and there are also a few who sold their children and daughters and their families were ruined.

Question, can’t we not borrow loan sharks?

The answer is cruel. When hunger can kill millions of civilians, the best way to survive is to borrow money. Even if it means drinking poison to quench thirst, at least you can avoid starving to death first.

Zhao Sanyuan didn't know why Lao Zhoutou borrowed the money, but such old scholars had a bit of character and would definitely not want to open their mouths unless absolutely necessary.

After listening to the conversation between the two parties, until the leader of the strong man was nicknamed Niu Si, well, the Niu family finally slipped up and echoed the stereotype of the bad servants of the local tyrants and evil gentry.

boom--

Maybe Lao didn’t understand, or maybe those words irritated Niu Si. He pushed Zhou Shijing down, sneered and cursed: “I’ll call you Uncle Zhou to give you face, but if I don’t give you face, you’ll be a bad old man.” Why, do you want to show off your family’s wealth? Don’t forget that it’s you who owes money, not me.”

While he was talking, he stepped on Zhou Shijing with the soles of his muddy shoes. The villagers all dared to be angry but dared not speak, and they did not even dare to fart. They did not have the posture to scare Zhao Sanyuan and others before.

But the next moment Niu Si was pulled aside by Zhao Sanyuan and protected in front of Zhou Shijing, "If you have something to talk about, don't bully others too much."

Niu Si was helped up by several of his men, and he said loudly: "Who are you? He owes money and I want to pay him. It's only natural and right. Besides, we have ethics, okay? It took too long and I couldn't help it."

"Haha, the one who gave the seal is talking about professional ethics. It's just as ridiculous as saying that Yuan Datou served the country loyally. Regardless of whether it's a debt or not, I'm going to get out of here today."

Facing such a tough young man, Niu Si obviously didn't want to bow his head, and had no reason to bow his head. But his attitude quickly changed 180 degrees, and he left with a few harsh words, because he saw Zhao Sanyuan deliberately lifted up his jacket and had a pistol on his waist.

The sudden crisis was temporarily resolved by Zhao Sanyuan's step forward. Zhou Shijing and Yan Song both came up to express their thanks. However, after all this trouble, not much of the relatively good atmosphere was left, and the banquet quickly dispersed.

As soon as the brothers left the gate of Zhou's house, it rained heavily. When they returned to Yan's house, there were dark clouds and lightning and thunder outside.

With this damn weather, don't think about investigating, just stay calm.

"The two families are really foresighted. If they want to welcome the bride back to the Yan family, they have to be soaked. It would be good to stay in the Zhou family's bridal chamber." Old Liu was baking his coat. Just now he went out to cover the donkey with a straw mat and was turned into a drowned rat. , the afro stuck to the scalp messily.

Mo Wenshan probably drank too much, so he fell asleep after he came back. He felt very comfortable. No one else could fall asleep, so they all passed the time separately.

I don’t know how long it took, but there were rapid footsteps outside the door.

The door was pushed open, and no one expected it.

Zhou Shijing.

(End of this chapter)