A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 141 Five-Star Killer (Update )
Yao Yunfan and Zhao Si looked at each other and let go.

Who knows what he did wrong to be beaten like this by your mother.

That's quite embarrassing.

I was still shouting that I wanted to save you, so why did I beat you to death, you disgraceful thing?

Song Xuan also had no idea what He San was thinking.

His mother herself had seen that she was not actually an old lady, but had just aged due to years of poverty.

Paji.

He San fell directly to the ground without any support and fell there.

After groaning for a while, Yao Yunfan was speechless, with an angry look on his face.

I thought something was wrong with you!

"Shi Er Lang, I have something I want to tell you alone. I'm really in trouble."

He San rubbed his waist, his lungs still gasping for breath.

"Yes, Lord Yao Yu is not an outsider, let's listen together."

Song Xuan didn't refuse either. There was something wrong with this matter.

After reaching the second floor, He San told everyone everything.

Yao Yunfan slammed the table:
"You bastard! How dare you say you're going to sink all my brothers and their families into a well right here on my territory? You're so bold!"

Song Xuan could hear that Old Lady Cao wanted to use her life and the lives of her grandchildren in exchange for a reward for herself.

"You're a waste too!"

Yao Yunfan pointed at He San and scolded him, saying, "You are a soldier in the wing army!"

Our lives are the least valuable, so why should we be afraid of threats?
"Your mother was right to scold me!" Yao Yunfan pointed at He San's nose:
"You've been hiding behind your mother since you were little. Your mother has protected you so well. A loving mother often spoils her child!"

"You're such a jerk! You actually left your mother and your two children at home! Pah!"

"He San, I really don't like you."

After being scolded, He San burst into tears.

"You piss yourself when I say a few words to you. I really despise you."

Yao Yunfan was so disappointed with his son that he actually sold out all the information about Song Xuan.

If it weren't for his mother's insight, He San would still want to keep this matter secret. I really don't know how to express gratitude.

While Yao Yunfan was scolding He San, he was also secretly observing Song Xuan's expression.

Song Xuan personally helped He San up and saluted him, saying:

"Thank your mother for me. When I have time in the future, I, Song Twelve, will definitely come to your house to express my gratitude in person."

He San also thought that Song Xuan would look down on him, and was prepared to be fired.

He was at a loss for what to do after seeing Song Xuan's behavior, and quickly said that he was too embarrassed to accept Shi Erlang's gift.

"It's okay. It's normal to feel confused when someone suddenly takes you hostage."

Song Xuan patted He San's shoulder:

"Besides, you didn't say anything useful. I guess someone is interested in my business and wants to ask about it. No one in your family will be harmed."

"Shi Erlang is right." Yao Yunfan also nodded repeatedly.

Especially Song Twelve's business was booming, and people all over the city were talking about it.

Even though Shierlang is kind-hearted, he still has to share the profits with the academy after deducting his own costs, so he doesn't make much money.

If someone follows his example and sells lottery tickets directly without giving a share of the profits to the academy, they will definitely make money.

When He San heard this, he immediately felt relieved, and only then did he feel the pain of his nose being hit by the money.

"Tao Hong, take He San downstairs to rest first, and see if we can hire a doctor or something."

"it is good."

Seeing that Song Xuan didn't make any gestures, Tao Hong didn't say anything.

"Shi Er Lang, besides the fact that this shop is targeted, do you have any enemies?"

Listening to Yao Yunfan's words, Song Xuan glanced at him:
"Marquis Yao Yu, have you forgotten that I really have an enemy?"

"hiss."

Yao Yunfan immediately thought of the Dou Chou incident. The Dou family was a famous family. Although they could not be called a prominent family, they were capable of doing bad things.

Especially for a commoner, Song Xuan has no achievements yet.

"Then my acquaintance, Chief Constable Ding Zhe, went with Magistrate Zhang to survey the river."

Yao Yunfan then spoke again:

"Don't worry, Twelve Lang. We patrol day and night and will naturally visit this place more often to prevent any bad guys from causing trouble."

"Thank you very much, Yao Yuhou. I will thank you again when this matter is completed. I still need to prepare first."

"Good good."

Yao Yunfan said goodbye immediately. Now that the opportunity to get close to Song Twelve has come to him, he must seize it.

If it doesn't work, he can also borrow people to patrol this place.

"Twelfth Brother, is someone targeting your business, or are there people from the Dou family who are really causing trouble for you?"

Zhang Fangping, who had been silent all this time, only started asking when he saw that there was no one else in the room.

"Hard to say."

Song Xuan was unsure at this moment, as there were too many unfamiliar faces around his house these days.

Who knows if they are mingling with the crowd to scout the area.

"Jiao Ming."

Song Xuan called out, and Jiao Ming was preparing dinner and went upstairs with a spoon.

"Tell the brothers to be careful recently. Even if you go out to buy groceries, don't act alone. We are being watched. By the way, pay more attention to whether there is anyone watching us in the front streets and backyards."

"As for the three families who come to work in our house, we must also carefully explain the risks to them. It is best not to cause any loss of life."

"understood."

Jiao Ming remained calm. In recent years, many people who had coveted his young master's property had been killed by him.

The only one who had not been killed was the knife-wielding ghost, one of the three evils of Lema Town who had escaped early.

"Fang Ping, keep your door closed tightly when you go to bed. If you can't sleep well, stay at the academy for a while."

Although Song Xuan looked serious, Zhang Fangping still waved his hand:
"If something happens to my twelfth brother, how can I run away?"

"I've been following Brother Twelve for a year, and I'm no weak scholar. Even though I can't fight, I can still shout and report news."

Zhang Fangping naturally knew Song Xuan's skills, so it was no problem for him to fight ten people alone in armor.

Song Xuan ran out of the window and threw a penny into the broken bowl of a beggar on the street.

The beggar looked up, took a look, picked up a penny and walked away.

Not long after, Qu Ze arrived.

"Someone is checking me out."

Hearing Song Xuan's words, Qu Ze put away his smile and turned very serious:
"How did Twelfth Brother find out?"

Song Xuan then told He San what he had experienced: "In short, he is an enemy, not a friend."

"Whether they are competitors or enemies, as long as they are still targeting Twelve Brother in Song City, I will find a way to catch them all."

Qu Ze thought about it and felt unsafe: "I will also send people to keep an eye on the workers of those three companies to prevent those enemies from causing trouble through them."

"Yeah, hard work."

After finishing the business, Song Xuan poured him a glass of cold water and asked: "You want to mobilize so many people, do you have enough money?"

"I haven't spent all the money Twelve Brother gave me last time, so I'll put my worries to rest for now."

Song Xuan smiled when he heard this and said, "If you need money, just tell me. The bookstore I run is quite profitable, otherwise no one would be interested in it."

"Hey, I knew Twelve Lang was very capable."

Qu Ze was not panicked when encountering the problem, but smiled and said:

"It's said outside that Shi Er Lang sounds smart but doesn't look smart. He turned such a profitable business into an unprofitable one."

"Hahaha, let them say whatever they want. Anyway, if they want to make money, they have to give money to me." Song Xuan had of course heard some rumors.

Who would complain about having too much money? Song Xuan spent so much financial and material resources, and he hasn't even made a profit yet, but he took the initiative to share the money with the academy, which is a bottomless pit. He has become a real sucker.

"But I estimate that within a month, there will be imitators emerging to compete for the market."

"Too."

Qu Ze has been in Songcheng for a long time and his horizons have broadened a lot.

"It would be good if Twelve Lang had a countermeasure when the time comes."

"Yeah." Song Xuan fanned himself:

"Songcheng's pie is so small, it can't accommodate too many people trying to share it. Conflict is bound to arise."

Qu Ze then stood up, bowed and left. He was also ready to do what he should do.

As the shopkeeper, Tao Hong told everyone else about He San's experience, saying that outsiders thought our business was booming and was being targeted.

They don't dare to come to the store and cause trouble openly, so they set their sights on you.

What the young master means is that if you are afraid, then we can part ways amicably. After all, the probation period has not yet ended, so it cannot be considered a breach of contract.

"Of course, there's no rush to make a decision. Just do it within three days."

"I figured it out."

He San immediately said that he was not afraid. In the future, he would take his wife and daughter back with him when he went back to the factory. Even several of them could go together. They all had knives in their hands, which would give them courage.

As soon as He San opened his mouth, the others did not want to withdraw and naturally responded.

Tao Hong prepared wooden sticks for them like the ones Zhao Si had, but knives are still easy to get into trouble.

"If someone kidnaps you, run if you can. If you can't, beat them with sticks."

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

After seeing this group of people off, Tao Hong and the others gathered around the table to eat.

"Master, we are too passive."

"Ah."

Song Xuan nodded, he knew.

If He San's mother had not been sensible and told him the news in advance at the risk of her whole family being killed, he would still have been kept in the dark.

"When fishing, you always have to be patient."

Song Xuan smiled and picked up some food: "Just think of it as pulling with the fish under the water, that's how you'll find fishing interesting."

Tao Hong and others smiled and agreed with Song Xuan's statement.

night.

Song Xuan was reading in his room, preparing for the first level of the Song Dynasty imperial examination.

With thousands of people competing for the ticket to become a Jinshi in the Song Dynasty, Song Xuan had no choice but to study hard.

Although the basics were laid in the Song family private school, there is still room for perfection.

Song Xuan opened the pages of the book. There was light on the room, and there was an ice jar in the room that gave off some cool air, so he could study there.

Zhang Fangping on the side didn't have to work hard at all for these basic memories.

He was copying the Confucian classics to avoid the small problem of being able to memorize them all in the future but making typos easily.

Same night.

Gu Zimo, the magistrate of Yingtian Prefecture, received a letter from the Dou family.

He has already found a killer and sent him to Songcheng.

It's up to you to decide when to take action.

It also depends on how to grasp the timing.

After reading the letter, Gu Zimo burned it directly.

How could there be any evidence left for such a conspiracy?
Gu Zimo watched the letter turn to ashes. The chance to avenge his mentor had finally come.

Even if his brother didn't send the letter, Gu Zimo still found an opportunity.

The bookstore opened by Song Xuan was doing a booming business. Even though the price was only two cents, it couldn't withstand the large number of customers.

What's more, many people don't just spend two cents.

I heard that they counted the money by putting it in a backpack, and it took half a day to fill up the whole basket.

You can see how huge the number is.

Then a thug broke Dou Han's legs and stole his money.

There are also strong men who can kill Song Xuan and steal his money.

Regardless of whether Dou Han's leg was broken by Song Xuan or not, Gu Zimo believed that Song Xuan was involved in this matter!
If things are too coincidental, then they are not coincidences, but deliberate!

Just as Gu Zimo was thinking, a masked man suddenly walked in openly.

Gu Zimo subconsciously took a half step back, then forced himself to ask:

"Who sent you?"

"I'm a five-star killer from Tokyo."

"Invisible Killer?"

"Hiss." Gu Zimo took a breath and looked at him: "But your accent sounds like a local!"

"Gu Tongpan is indeed insightful. I was in Tokyo not long ago and just got this deal. After all, I'm familiar with this area."

What the killer said makes sense.

"Then my brother told you about the goal?"

"nature."

The killer was wearing night clothes and a veil, covering himself tightly.

"When Judge Gu says to start, go to the Confucius Temple a day in advance to buy a piece of malt sugar. I will show up at night and obey Judge Gu's orders."

"it is good."

Gu Zimo agreed immediately.

Although there is now a motive to take action against Song Xuan, the time has not yet come.

When someone can't help but imitate Song Xuan and open a lottery shop, at that time there will be competition conflicts or they will try to grab money.

If all the blame can be put on others, the suspicion of the Dou family will become very small.

Gu Zimo applauded his own cleverness. He never expected that he would be so good at harming others.

The tragic death of his mentor suddenly changed his mood a lot.

Seeing that Gu Zimo didn't show any reaction, the killer extended his hand and said:

"Gu Tongpan, the money Young Master Dou gave me is gold, so it's really inconvenient for me to spend it. Could you please give me some copper coins to keep me safe so I can hide near the Confucius Temple and wait for news?"

"Otherwise, if I took out gold and spent it there, it would be too conspicuous and would definitely be noticed by others."

Gu Zimo thought it made sense and asked him to wait here for a while.

I don't know where he took out two strings of money from, but he handed it to the killer.

The killer grabbed the weapon in his hand and immediately disappeared.

Gu Zimo chased out and was envious of the killer's agility in climbing over the wall in the dark.

Plus the reason why the killer asked for money just now.

The word "professional" is revealed everywhere!
Gu Zimo suddenly felt that his brother had found a reliable killer.

As expected of the capital city of Tokyo, even hiring a killer casually would get a professional.

This was the first time he had seen a killer in his life.

After a while, Gu Zimo decided to write back to his brother from the Dou family.

The main reason was that he felt that Song Xuan had several big men under his command, and Song Xuan was also taller than others.

Is it too risky to just hire a professional killer?

(End of this chapter)