Outside the city of Yangzhou, there is a hill with water, fields, and even a sandbar at the foot of the mountain. There is a small pier on the sandbar, and boats come and go from time to time. Looking from the mountain, you can even see a small small pier on the sandbar.
It's a small village, with hundreds of households.
Of course, there is no road from the sandbank to the hillside. The only way to get there is by boats plying through the water. This is probably because the people in the village on the sandbank have to buy all their expenses outside. This hillside
At the foot of the mountain, there is a small pier. Next to the pier, it looks like a small market.
There are many rich salt merchants in Yangzhou, but there are also scholars who travel from all over the country. They are used to seeing the prosperity of Yangzhou City. When they go outside the city, they suddenly see such an idyllic scenery. As long as the talent in the belly is not there,
If they are exhausted by eating meat and drinking wine, these scholars must look at this scenery and become inspired by poetry. Of course, it would be better if they could visit it in person.
However, even if they had such thoughts, walking to the small pier at the foot of the mountain would be the end of their trip. No matter how much money they spent, they would not be able to hire anyone on this small pier.
There was a boat that was willing to take them to the sandbank. In anger, some unbelievers went directly from Yangzhou Pier to charter a boat. However, the old bustard who was smiling when he received the money heard the purpose of his patron.
After leaving the place, they had to forcefully persuade their patrons with a forced smile to change the place of entertainment. If the patrons insisted on not stopping, they had to sigh and return the money that had not yet been warmed up.
These raw melons and eggs from out of town! The old bustards really didn’t bother to explain to them. If they still want to continue their business, they can’t go to that place no matter what. This kind of hardship is for these nostrils
I wish I could tell the guys in the sky, can they understand?
There are actually no other buildings on the sandbank, just dozens of ordinary houses. However, people with some status in Yangzhou City know that this is the headquarters of tens of thousands of Cao gangs along the canal.
Any order issued from this sandbank is enough to set off turbulent waves on this canal.
Since the Cao Gang is called a gang, it is definitely not much different from the structure of ordinary Jianghu gangs. The person with the most power is of course the leader of the Cao Gang, Wang Pan. However, this Wang Pan usually lives in a simple way and is very low-key.
Not many people from the Cao Gang saw his face.
Below the gang leader, of course, are the gang leaders of the inner and outer halls. As the name suggests, these two gang leaders, one is the inner master and the other is the outer master, are the people who assist the gang leader. Below the gang leader, are the incense masters assigned to various places.
, this kind of organizational structure, although simple, is enough for a Jianghu gang.
At this moment, the sun is shining brightly on the sandbank. The midday sunshine in summer is also a bit unbearable in the south of the Yangtze River. There are not many trees on the sandbank, and it is a bit hotter than on the shore. At this time, everyone in the Caobang helmsman
Wait, usually I just stay in the house and don't come out. It's stuffy in the house, but it's better than sweating outside.
However, on that small pier, the three or five people did not move under the sunshine. Under the large bamboo hats, the sweat never stopped, but no one proposed to go inside to cool down.
Get some shade.
A small boat came in the distance. Several people at the dock moved their bamboo hats and looked over there.
The boat slowly approached the pier, and a dark-skinned man jumped out of the boat. As soon as he saw the people on the shore, he immediately laughed: "I saw it from a distance, and I thought it was you. Now I saw it up close.
, it’s really you, we brothers haven’t seen each other for several years!”
"Tang Xiangzhu, now is not the time to reminisce about the past!" The leader in a bamboo hat smiled slightly: "Please follow me, the two hall masters and several elders are waiting for you!"
"I said, there's no need to be so businesslike! Can we still be brothers happily?" Tang San patted the man in the hat on the shoulder nonchalantly: "Seventh brother, just reveal some information quietly, the chief helmsman is in such a hurry.
You have to let me know the details of what you are calling me here for!"
"I really don't know!" The man in the bamboo hat shook his head: "I'm just a errand boy for the gang leader. It's useless for you to ask me. It's your job to know. The higher-ups will always let you know!"
The group walked through the pier, passed through the scattered houses, and finally stopped at the door of the big house in the middle of the sandbank. The man in the bamboo hat stopped and looked at Tang San. Tang San hesitated for a moment, and finally walked in
Got this house!
He came into this room once when he took up the post of the incense master of the Tianjin branch. It was a routine meeting with the master of the outer hall. Although someone recommended him, the big guys in this gang did not see him in person to inspect him.
He wouldn't just give it to him just like that. That meeting was not a very good memory for him, it was just a formality, and he could feel it.
, in the main helm, my incense owner is not well-received by others. Of course, if he was well-received, Qiu Caoer would not have had such a difficult life during the two years he led them to earn a living.
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However, Tang San didn't expect that a year later, he would actually come back here again, and moreover, the hall masters of both the inner and outer halls would summon him at the same time, which made him somewhat uneasy.
After walking through the long courtyard, Tang San took a breath and pushed open the ajar door.
In the room, two young people were whispering something. Above them, there were two old people sitting there quietly, seeming to be concentrating with their eyes closed, and also seemed to be listening carefully to the two people around them.
The speech of young people.
Tang San walked in the door, and the voices in the room suddenly stopped. The two young men who were talking looked at him.
"Tianjin Tang San came under orders and met the hall master and the second young master!"
Tang San knew two of the people in the room, one was his immediate boss, the leader of the outer hall, Weng Zhenghe, and the other was one of the two young men who spoke, that was the gang leader's second son, who also held a position in the outer hall.
However, he is probably responsible for the general helmsmanship!
"Are you Tang San?" The young man who was talking to the Second Young Master seemed to have no regard for his superiority and inferiority, and asked him directly: "Did Qiu Cao'er come with you?"
"Who are you?" Tang San rolled his eyes and replied in a neutral tone. Although he knew that the person standing here at this time must be a big shot in the gang, but with the tone of the other party, talking about Cao'er, he