The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 12 Si Tianjian

The next day, the sky was clear and the air was clear.

Huang Xingde got up early as usual, stretched his muscles, wiped the sweat from his forehead comfortably, and returned to the lobby.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, servants immediately presented him with steaming buns, soy milk, fried dough sticks, and meatballs with pickles to serve him.

He put down his handkerchief and just picked up the bowl of porridge when the capable man Ajie rushed into the hall in a panic, clasping his fists and saying, "Sir, Peng Ying from the Beggars' Sect is here, and there are quite a few of them..."

Before he finished speaking, an angry shout came from the direction of the gate: "Huang, get out!"

When Huang Xingde raised his eyes, he saw the 'Green-Faced Tiger' Peng Ying leading forty or fifty disciples of the Clean Clothes Sect of the Beggar Gang, rushing in angrily.

A large number of Qinghe Gang disciples rushed over upon hearing the noise and blocked the way of Peng Ying and others.

Foul words and angry shouts rang out one after another, the friction sounds of swords being drawn from their sheaths filled the air, and a fight was about to break out!
However, Huang Xingde in the lobby looked at the blushing members of the Beggar Gang outside, and he felt extremely happy in his heart, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was harder to suppress than AK.

"Okay."

He suppressed his laughter, put down his chopsticks, and said pretentiously, "A guest is a guest. Don't let outsiders say that our Qinghe Gang doesn't know etiquette... Brother Peng, please come in."

The boiling crowd gradually cooled down, and the disciples of the Qinghe Gang who were blocking the Beggar Gang made way for them. Peng Ying strode into the lobby angrily.

Huang Xingde smiled and extended his hand to invite him: "Brother Peng, have you eaten? Sit down and have a bite."

"Eat your uncle!"

The furious Peng Ying took two steps at a time to the round table, grabbed the table with both hands and was about to overturn it.

"Snapped!"

Huang Xingde pressed his palm on the round table, staring at Peng Ying intently, with a slight smile on his lips: "Brother Peng, think twice!"

Peng Ying stared at him angrily, and only when his teeth were almost broken did he suppress the anger in his heart.

He slapped the round table, leaned forward, and shouted angrily with a red face: "Huang, what the hell do you mean!"

Huang Xingde hurriedly stretched out his hands to protect the steamed buns and porridge in front of him, and chuckled softly as if begging for mercy: "Hey, if you have something to say, talk it over nicely. Don't waste things..."

Veins bulged on Peng Ying's forehead, and he gritted his teeth, squeezing out each word: "Okay, okay, okay, you two are teasing me, right?"

Huang Xingde looked at him in surprise, then suddenly laughed and said, "Brother Peng, you're joking. You're not a woman from a brothel, why would I play with you?"

Peng Ying slammed the table in a rage, shattering it with a slap. The fried dough sticks and soy milk immediately spilled all over the floor. "Huang, you're going too far!"

"Am I going too far?"

Huang Xingde steadied half the table with one hand, his expression suddenly cold. "It was your Beggars' Gang that attacked my Qinghe Gang without any evidence and demanded my help. I, Huang Xingde, am overbearing you? Or is it your Beggars' Gang that lost face and can't get it back, yet you're forcing me to hand over my help. I, Huang Xingde, am overbearing you?"

Peng Ying pointed at Huang Xingde's nose and roared, "How dare you say that Wang Lao Hu wasn't the one you put into the government office?"

Huang Xingde slapped his hand away and nodded calmly: "Yes, I put him in the government, so what? I only promised you that I would expel Wang Erhu from the Qinghe Gang. I didn't promise you that I wouldn't put him in the government, right? You don't have any brains yourself, and you expect others to be as stupid as you?"

Peng Ying laughed out of anger, breathing rapidly as he said, "Alright, alright, I'm done for this time. We'll just have to wait and see!"

He turned around and strode out, trembling all over.

"Are you going to go around crying and begging for help again?"

Huang Xingde suddenly sneered, "Then I must have a serious talk with everyone about the dirty deeds your Beggars' Sect has done in Jiangnan over the years... You don't really think that your actions are so secretive that only heaven and earth know about them, do you?"

Peng Ying paused, turned around and looked at Huang Xingde fiercely.

Huang Xingde calmly took a sip of the millet porridge in front of him and said calmly, "I have put out the fire in the past few years, but I haven't put out the furnace yet. You bastards... How dare you treat me as a dead man!"

"Snapped."

The large bowl exploded under Peng Ying's feet, and the golden millet porridge splashed all over Peng Ying.

Peng Ying turned and took a step forward, his hair standing on end in anger: "You..."

"Stop wasting time!"

Huang Xingde rudely interrupted his foul language: "Go back, gather your troops, and start fighting today. Fight until the night market closes and the grain transport stops. The government will send troops to quell the rebellion, and we will all be doomed. Don't be a coward, anyone who is a coward will be a grandson!"

Peng Ying retracted his right foot abruptly, and his face looked as if a palette had been overturned, turning blue and purple.

Nearly a hundred people were standing outside the lobby, looking quietly into the hall, waiting for the two leaders to give orders.

As long as Peng Ying says "fight", the streets of Yangzhou will be in chaos tonight.

After a long while, Peng Yingcai gave Huang Xingde a thumbs-up and said with a forced smile, "As expected of Huang Tianba, he's been carrying heavy bags for so many years, and he's still so resilient!"

Huang Xingde sneered, "You're kidding! Without any strength, how can you hold this hard-earned meal steady?"

Peng Ying: "I've taken note of what happened today, and I'll definitely report back someday!" Huang Xingde: "Very well, I'll stick with you till the end!"

……

Just when the situation in Qinghe Gang was tense.

Wang Wen was squatting in the corner of the Sitianjian training ground, poking at ants out of boredom.

At this moment, he has changed into an official's black gauze hat, black brocade robe, and black sheathed sword. His 1.85-meter-tall figure matched with this heroic outfit makes him look like Daniel Wu!
But at this moment, there were no less than... a hundred Wu Yanzu as heroic as him on the training ground!

"Huang Laodeng, you're teasing me again!"

Wang Wen threw away the small wooden stick in his hand and muttered to himself in grief and anger: "I said I would be an official, but I am only a soldier here."

"Big brother, big brother..."

At that moment, Xu Ergou, also dressed in black and holding a black sword, led five or six young men in black who looked very familiar to Wang Wen and introduced them: "These are brothers from the Sanhe Gang, and this is..."

Wang Wen put on a smile and punched the tall young man in the chest: "Brother Qing'er, how could I not recognize you!"

This man's surname is Zhang. He is the second son of Zhang Chuan, the leader of the Sanhe Gang. He is also one of the more famous playboys among the younger generation of the Yangzhou Cao Gang.

"Brother Tiger!"

Zhang Qing smiled and clasped his fists towards Wang Wen.

Wang Wen turned around and looked around: "Where's Boss Yu?"

The person he was asking about was Zhang Yu, the eldest son of the Sanhe Gang leader and a former enemy in Lichunyuan.

Zhang Qing's smile grew wider. "Brother has been busy with all sorts of things lately... I'm afraid he hasn't gotten up yet at this hour."

Wang Wen understood immediately and said with a smile, "It seems that from now on, I will have to give up my title of Little Bully of Lichun Courtyard to Boss Yu!"

Everyone laughed secretly.

After the joke, Wang Wen patted his chest and said, "We're family, so we don't have different opinions. From now on, we brothers will eat from the same pot. If you have any problems, just let me know. As long as I, Wang Lao Hu, can help, I will definitely help!"

Zhang Qing and the others understood and smiled, clasping their fists and saying, "Brother Hu, if you need anything, just call me. If you need a man or a knife, I won't hesitate!"

"From now on, we'll all be hanging out with you, Brother Tiger!"

"Don't worry, Brother Hu, we all know the rules..."

Eight people with the same bad smell gathered together, chatting and laughing.

Finally, Xu Ergou leaned close to Wang Wen's ear, pointed at the small circles on the parade ground, and said, "Brother, I've found out everything. That person is Chen Zhuo, the third young master of the family of the magistrate Chen. That person is Wu Xing, the second young master of the family of the transport envoy Wu. That person is Jiang Wu, the nephew of the commander Jiang..."

Wang Wen exclaimed, "Fuck!" and said speechlessly, "No wonder we need the Cao Gang to send people. These young masters can hardly even get on the kang, let alone get on a horse!"

While complaining, he was also feeling discouraged about his future.

Working with this group of young masters, he is likely to die, and get promoted?

I'm afraid it only happens in dreams!
"clang……"

Suddenly, a loud gong sounded throughout the training ground.

The next second, five black-clad warriors, also wearing black brocade robes with tiger stripes embroidered on their chests, rushed into the training grounds, kicking and shouting angrily, "Quickly line up and welcome the commander!"

More than a hundred black-clad warriors who were scattered across the training ground were forced into a loose square formation under the beatings and scolding of the black-clad warriors.

Soon, a group of burly and imposing warriors in black, surrounded a handsome middle-aged civil servant wearing a scarlet round-necked official uniform, a silver fish bag hanging from his waist, and a three-inch beard on his face, and slowly climbed up the awning above the parade ground.

After the black-clad warriors stood still, Wang Wen and the others were shocked to find that a monk and a Taoist priest were standing on both sides of the middle-aged civil servant.

"I am Zhao Zhiling."

A handsome middle-aged civil servant stood in the center of the high platform. With a solemn expression, he extended his hand to the northwest and bowed. He spoke in a high and rhythmic voice, "I am honored to be favored by the emperor and appointed as the Junior Supervisor of the Astronomical Observatory of Yangzhou Prefecture. I will protect the orthodoxy of human morality and ensure peace in this area. Today, the Astronomical Observatory is opening its office..."

Under the scorching sun, Zhao Zhiling stood under the awning and delivered his passionate inaugural speech.

Wang Wen was mixed in the crowd, listening to the music until he felt drowsy...

Until Xu Ergou, who was standing behind him, gave him a sudden push and said, "Brother, let's go!"

Wang Wen seemed to be waking up from a dream: "Ah, where are we going?"

Xu Ergou said urgently: "Slay the demons and eliminate the evil!"

Wang Wen: "Fuck!"

(End of this chapter)