Inside the most charming place in Chang'an, Hong Xiu Zhao, a negotiation drama is being staged at this moment.

"If this young man is the last tenant in Lane 47, then I have no reason to tolerate him." Chao Xiaoshu smiled and said, "Kick him out, and all the leases will be in my hands. When the time comes, I will

These leases were transferred to the Yamen, so what reason do you have to refuse Chang'an Prefecture's expropriation of that street?"

"All the shop owners in Lin 47 Lane have been driven away by you, but have you ever seen me lower my head?" Chao Xiaoshu smiled and said: "What's more... you can't drive away this young man."

"Besides, I didn't see your steward evicting another tenant of my house."

Hearing this, the steward's face darkened.

Nowadays, none of the nobles in Chang'an City know that Mr. Jiu, who became famous in Xiling three years ago, lives in Lin 47 Lane, but he has never been seen.

No, it should be said that Jiu Ge almost always dances when he goes out and never walks through the main entrance.

Therefore, Jiu Ge still brings them mystery and unknowability.

Chao Xiaoshu could now tell which pot he was not opening, and Manager Cui's face suddenly turned darker than Chao Xiaoshu's just now.

"Those big shots naturally have big shots to negotiate with them. How can we, who are their dogs, guess what the big shots are thinking?"

After hearing this answer, Chao Xiaoshu was silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head and replied with a smile: "Sorry, as a man of the Tang Dynasty, I am still not used to being a dog."

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In a sense, this conversation between the red sleeves and the top floor determines the historical and natural course of the underground world of Chang'an City. When those big people who are high up in the temple suddenly become interested in caring about the weeds in the rivers and lakes, no matter what the weeds are,

No matter how strong the vitality is, no matter how strong the desire to live, it will be like a grassland after a wildfire, leaving only the charred waist and the grass roots remaining in the soil, and it will never be able to repeat its previous lushness.

This is the taste of power.

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It started to rain heavily in Chang'an City at night. In the darkness, Chao Xiaoshu held his sword and held an umbrella, and walked step by step towards the old pen shop in Lin 47 Lane.

Tonight, he is about to face life and death, so he needs a helper, a helper who can help him block the sword. This helper must be fast enough, cruel enough, and brave enough!

As a swordsman, he always has a personal attendant, who used to be brothers from the Yulong Gang, but this time it is Ning Que.

The sword master's body is very fragile. Once the sword flies out, he cannot protect himself.

Even Liu Bai, whose so-called world is one foot in front of him, must have a sword in his hand.

Originally, he wanted to ask his old friend for help, but when he thought that his old friend was also a swordsman, he decided not to do it.

It's not that he looks down on Jiu Ge, but he knows that such a helper is not only useless, but will actually drag him down.

But Chao Xiaoshu forgot that Jiu Ge could still fight without the sword.

Chao Xiaoshu held an umbrella in the long rainy night and looked around. It was very dark here, but it was very bright before.

Looking at the almost deserted street, I sighed softly towards the small tree.

But when I think about this, I can see the wider world, and I can't help but smile at the corner of Chao Xiaoshu's mouth.

When fish stay in the pond for a long time, they always yearn for the world outside.

Most people in Chang'an know that for some reason that no one knows, Chunfengting has always been reluctant to mention the name of his gang: the Yulong Gang. He prefers to call the largest gang in Chang'an Chunfengting.

Many people speculated that this was because he had lived on Henger Street in Chunfengting since he was a child. His enemies secretly ridiculed him, thinking that he had killed too many people, made too much black money, done too many bad things, and was unwilling to be called vulgar.

So I insisted on linking myself and my gang with the seemingly elegant name Chunfengting.

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In the house, Jiuge is also making some preparations.

He had a feeling that tonight was the opportunity.

Holding the iron rod in his hand tightly, Jiuge knew it was time to go out.

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Ning Que, who had changed his clothes, was already standing in front of the door, but found that Chao Xiaoshu was squatting at the door, looking in one direction, motionless.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Ning Que asked.

"Waiting for a friend." Chao Xiaoshu said, "Or, in other words, a brother."

Hearing this, Ning Que was slightly startled.

"You have brothers and you still ask me to sacrifice my life?" Ning Que was puzzled. Since someone helped you block the knife, you asked me to be the one who took advantage of you?

Was the asking price just now going to be lower?

Hearing Ning Que's doubts, Chao Xiaoshu said nothing and continued to look into the distance.

Not long after, Ning Que saw a figure walking towards here in the rain curtain.

And when he saw the appearance of the thin figure clearly, Ning Que also frowned.

It turned out to be a boy about the same age as him!

And, the key is, why is it him!

Isn’t this the big boss that day?

Ning Que also pointed at Jiuge and said to Chao Xiaoshu next to him: "You have such strong brothers. I seriously doubt that you dragged me to make up the numbers?"

That being said, if you can make these five hundred taels without working hard, why not?

It is the time when you are short of money to take the academy entrance examination.

"It's just because you can do things that we can't do." Chao Xiaoshu replied calmly, and then continued to look at Jiuge.

"I thought you wouldn't come."

"If you want to go crazy, there must be someone to accompany you when you go crazy."

"Then are we crazy now?"

"What do you think?"

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"Ahem."

Ning Que's cough sounded, and Jiu Ge also looked back at him.

"Um, I know you are very nice, but can you do business first?" Ning Que said.

"Okay."

Jiuge nodded, looked at Ning Que's outfit, and couldn't help complaining: "You don't look like you are going to kill someone, you feel like you are escaping."

"I only carry a knife on my back, so be satisfied."

"Make yourself a moon person, and those who don't know will think you are a spy from the moon."

A childish voice came out through the black mask: "I am used to keeping a low profile."

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Chunfeng Pavilion is located in the slums of Dongcheng. The buildings are in dilapidated condition. From day to night, it is filled with vendors and idlers walking in the streets. It is not even quiet, and naturally there is nothing elegant about it. But today, the Chunfeng Pavilion area is exceptionally quiet.

Quiet, so quiet that the sound of falling rain is like thunder, so quiet that the sound of the cool spring breeze blowing across the sign of a dilapidated bakery is like the sound of pine waves. From Heng 4th Street to Heng 1st Street, there is no one walking in the rain.

There were no passers-by, not even a baby's cry, as if except for the wind and rain and the streets shrouded in a sense of solemnity, the rest did not exist, it was so quiet that it was deadly quiet.

The distance from Linsiqi Alley to Chunfeng Pavilion was not too far. The three of them walked slowly like tourists, and it didn’t take long before they walked into this quiet street and dark alley.

The Spring Breeze Pavilion in front is hidden in the night and the sound of wind and rain. I can only vaguely see a dilapidated small pavilion, but I don't know how many enemies are also hiding inside and outside the Spring Breeze Pavilion in the night and wind and rain.

Chao Xiaoshu was walking with his hands behind his back as usual. Even though the green shirt on his body was mostly wet by the rainwater dripping from the oil-paper umbrella, he still had a faint smile on his face, which illuminated the windy and rainy night outside the umbrella.

Ning Que, on the other hand, was a little envious of Jiu Ge.

Even though I didn’t hold an umbrella, not a drop of rainwater touched me.

"This elephant's leg must be held firmly today."
Chapter completed!