Only Yongfa Gambling House and Wanhua House were confiscated. The proprietors who opened gambling houses and brothels in the city were all panic-stricken, fearing that they would be the next ones to be raided.
These people asked many connections to talk to Du Wei, wondering if he was going to use a machete to kill their "little fat sheep" one by one.
Du Wei was indeed short of money to open an orphanage, but he was not so crazy as to attack all gambling houses and brothels.
Although this group of businessmen usually fight like blackbirds, once Du Wei really does this, they will definitely form a team to fight against Du Wei and the government, and they may cause a big mess by then.
"That's enough...that's enough." Song Xixi nodded with a regretful expression, which made Du Wei speechless.
Afraid that this girl would make a shocking statement again, Du Wei hurriedly changed the subject: "There are two things, what is the other one?"
Song Xixi sat upright and expressed her request: "Sir, please help me find a martial artist. Next time I encounter such an extreme situation, I may not have the good luck this time."
"Well, brute strength alone is definitely not enough."
Du Wei was very supportive of Song Xixi's martial arts practice and was looking for a suitable candidate in his mind, and he found him:
"There is an old lieutenant in the camp on the outskirts of the city who was disabled on duty. He teaches the soldiers in martial arts in the military camp on weekdays. He got seriously ill a while ago and wanted to retire, so I just happened to invite you to teach you martial arts."
He said he was retiring, but in reality the general who trusted him had changed. The new general did not like him, and he had been ostracized in the military camp for more than a year.
Unfortunately, he was ill again a while ago, and he was a little unable to give guidance to the soldiers, which gave the people who didn't want to see him an opportunity to get angry.
Song Xixi's eyes lit up: "The people you like are naturally good. I wonder if it's convenient to meet you in these two days?"
Du Wei raised his hand and said slowly: "Don't worry, wait until you understand his experience before you decide whether to become a disciple."
When Song Xixi heard this, she knew that this old captain might have some background.
The old school captain's name was He Hong. He was originally from a famous family. His family was confiscated and exiled because his ancestors were in the wrong team. He was only eight years old at the time. He was reduced from a noble son to a prisoner overnight.
He was exiled to Mobei with his family. The following year, he became a disciple of an old general who had been deprived of his official position and was also exiled, and learned a lot of powerful martial arts.
Later, foreign tribes invaded the border town. He Hong, who was only thirteen years old, fought bravely and killed hundreds of enemies. Unexpectedly, he caught the eye of the general who defended the city and specially recruited him to join the army to fight against the enemies.
However, after He Hong became a guilty official, it was difficult for him to be canonized even if he made great military exploits. It was not until he was pardoned at the age of twenty-five that he barely got the title of a small school captain.
The good times did not last long. During a war, he was implicated and deprived of his position as a captain due to the negligence of his soldiers and missed the opportunity to fight. He also lost an arm in that war.
Fortunately, he was open-minded and righteous, and he made several friends while working in the army, including the general who had previously served as the commander of the camp on the outskirts of the city. Therefore, he lived a comfortable life in the army these years.
As the magistrate of Huai'an Prefecture, Du Wei had some respect for the general. Before the general left, he asked him to take care of He Hong.
A while ago, I accidentally learned that He Hong had been ostracized and might not be able to stay in the military camp any longer. Du Wei wanted to place him in the orphanage and teach the children there to practice martial arts and strengthen themselves. This would not bury his whole body.
martial arts.
Now that Song Xixi happened to be in need of a martial arts master, Du Wei thought of He Hong and thought it would be more appropriate to let him teach Song Xixi.
After hearing about He Hong's ups and downs in the first half of his life, Song Xixi secretly admired his tenacity and asked Du Wei a key question: "The three cousins of Min's daughter are all in school and will take the scientific examination in a few years. If Min's
A girl is lucky enough to have an old school captain as her teacher, will it affect her three cousins?"
She didn't care, since she wasn't going to be an examiner anyway, but she didn't want Song Qingshan and the others who were studying hard to be implicated.
Du Wei understood Song Xixi's concerns and affirmed: "No, the old captain was pardoned twenty years ago, so he is not guilty."
Song Xixi no longer had any doubts, and said in a crisp voice: "I wonder when the old school captain will be convenient, and the civilian girls will be ready to pay a visit!"
Du Wei reminded: "The old captain has never married, and now he has no children and no relatives. If he becomes your master, you will provide for him until his death."
Song Xixi nodded heavily: "It should be so!"
Seeing that she had no objection, Du Wei wrote a letter on the spot and sent it to the camp on the outskirts of the city to give it to He Hong.
If He Hong betrayed him and intended to accept Song Xixi as his disciple, Song Xixi could come to his house with gifts to become his disciple after they agreed on a time to meet.
So Song Xixi was no longer in a hurry to return to the village. She drove the donkey cart around the streets twice and bought some eye-catching apprenticeship gifts, and then returned to Wutong Lane with full of expectations.
After Song Jin and Zhang Chunlan came back, Song Xixi said that he would stay here for a few days.
When she learned that she wanted to learn martial arts from a master, Song Jin and Zhang Chunlan agreed: "It's good to practice martial arts. If a girl learns martial arts, she won't be afraid of being bullied in the future!"
Song Xixi was very surprised: "Don't all girls come from quiet and virtuous families? Isn't it strange that I practice martial arts like this?"
Zhang Chunlan smiled and said: "Requiring girls to be quiet and virtuous is just to please my future husband's family. Xixi is not an ordinary girl, so naturally she doesn't need to be like them."
With divine power, even if my niece is really quiet and virtuous, few people will believe her.
In this case, it is better to learn martial arts, so that you can at least protect yourself when you encounter bad people in the future, which is much more practical than being quiet and virtuous.
"Girl, after you become a disciple, will you stay here forever?" Ya'er concealed her excitement and asked Song Xixi expectantly.
This question asked Song Xixi, who was unsure: "I still want to live in the village, but it depends on whether the master is willing to live in the village with me after becoming a master."
She still has to do a mission, and it would be inconvenient to live in the city.
Seeing the disappointment on Ya'er's face, Song Xixi paused and finally swallowed the idea of taking her back to the village.
It was hard to convince this girl to learn a skill. There was no chef in the village to teach her cooking skills, so she decided to stay in Wutong Lane. Once she found the master, this girl would no longer be thinking about being her maid.
The next day, Song Xixi didn't go anywhere for fear of missing important news.
In the afternoon, Du Wei's attendant came to deliver a message from Du Wei, instructing her to go to the Yamen to meet He Hong tomorrow morning. As for whether He Hong will accept her as his apprentice, it depends on her own performance.
Song Xixi's determination to practice martial arts was stronger than ever before, and she was unusually nervous about whether she would be able to successfully become her master tomorrow.
Zhang Chunlan saw something and comforted her: "We Xixi are so powerful, there is no reason why we should not accept you as our disciple. Besides, we still have Lord Du's face."
Song Xixi's nervous mood eased a bit, and she encouraged herself secretly: "It's okay. If you fail to become a disciple this time, there will be another time. If it doesn't work, I can hire a martial artist at a high price."