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Chapter 29 Visiting the Cao Gang (Part 1)

On the second day, in the school grounds of Dali Temple, a group of detectives from the Anti-Theft Department were practicing martial arts.

Even though these people are considered elites among the six sects, none of the warriors in the Tongmai Realm are in the Body Training or Qi Refining Realm. Because of this, daily practice is essential.

A group of police officers finished practicing and had breakfast directly in the school grounds of Dali Temple.

One of the young agents swallowed the last bite of the meat buns and said with emotion: "You guys think, when can I find someone like Captain Ji? With great martial arts skills and beauty like a flower! Ah?! Then my life is worth it!"

"

"Just you!? You didn't wake up, did you?!" Another older agent gave him a look of disdain.

"That's it! Ah Wu! How many masters and young talents in the past six sects have been taken seriously by Ji Baotou!"

"That's right, if you have the ability to dream, you might as well practice more mental techniques and break through to the realm of meridians as soon as possible."

The words of the older policeman aroused the response of all the policemen.

"Aren't I just thinking about it? I can't think about it anymore!?"

The young detective said casually that they deal with criminal thieves and murderers all day long, with their heads in their belts, and most of them don't even have a home.

"What kind of person can seduce Ji Baotou?"

One person suddenly asked.

"this……"

"I do not know!"

"I've never seen Ji Baotou get close to any man!"

"Do you think Ji Baotou doesn't like men?"

"..."

At this moment, a cold voice unexpectedly sounded.

"Ji Yaohua should like Qingyuan!"

One sentence is shocking.

Everyone turned their heads in unison and looked at the person who spoke.

A young man with short hair, holding a sheathed sword in one hand and a meat bun in the other - the head of the Anti-Theft Department, Ye Jianhan.

"Master Ye?!"

Ye Jianhan is the only two, no, now the only three Yuan Hua realm masters in Dali Temple. Everyone in Dali Temple knows him. Strictly speaking, he is the boss of everyone present.

He was a successful young man and was aloof. Only Lao Xin and Yang Qingyuan were familiar with him in Dali Temple.

Obviously, the authority of the boss cannot stop these agents from gossiping.

"Master Ye, what you just said is..." the detective who started to admire Ji Yaohua asked carefully.

"I said... Ji Yaohua should like Qingyuan!"

Ye Jianhan swallowed the bun in his mouth and still said coldly.

People who didn't know it thought he was expounding on some profound kendo.

In a calm tone, he said words that shocked everyone present.

Unexpected and reasonable.

The young policeman became decadent immediately after receiving Ye Jianhan's confirmation. He didn't expect that his opponent would be so powerful, and his love would end before it even began.

Just when everyone was preparing to continue gossiping, Master Cheng Yang of Dali Temple came.

"Jian Han, I'm looking for you! Ji Yaohua and Di Zhiyuan have gone to the Li Mansion. It just so happens that you and I will go to the water transport terminal to check whether there are any rivals or enemies in Li Bailiang's business."

Ye Jianhan felt a chill go down his spine. He paused for a moment before placing the bun in his mouth. Seeing that Yang Qingyuan's expression was normal, he immediately stuffed the bun into his mouth, picked up his sword and left.

The policemen who were originally sitting in a group dispersed like birds and beasts.

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Shendu was the capital of the Zhou Dynasty and the capital of the former Qin emperor. It was extremely prosperous.

Shendu is surrounded by eight rivers. Large-scale cargo transportation and personnel exchanges are inseparable from water transportation, and the operation of the imperial court is inseparable from water transportation.

The ships running on the water in Shendu are divided into official ships and private ships, and Li Bailiang is the boss of this private ship shipping. Even the imperial court will hand over some salt and grain transshipment matters to Li Bailiang.

Therefore, although Li Bailiang is just a businessman, he still has a certain influence in the court. This is one of the reasons why Jingzhao Mansion is eager to shirk the blame.

Yang Qingyuan and Ye Jianhan led eight detectives on horseback to the largest dock in Shendu, hoping to get some useful information from the Caobang.

Once water transportation is involved, water transportation is inseparable.

The Cao Gang, the Beggar Gang, and the Qian Gang are known as the three major gangs of the Zhou Dynasty.

Different from the eight sects, although the Cao Gang lacks high-level combat power, its number is second only to the Beggar Gang, which is known as the largest gang in the world. As long as there is shipping, you can find members of the Cao Gang.

Pan Qianweng, the leader of the Cao Gang, was born in Shaolin. He was originally just an ordinary Shaolin lay disciple and was inconspicuous among the Shaolin lay disciples.

But this man was extremely talented and ruthless. After leaving Shaolin, he established a water gang in Suzhou within ten years. All water transportation in Jiangsu and Zhejiang could not do without him.

After Shaolin saw the value of this man, he also changed his past attitude. Today, Master Kong Wen, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, personally accepted him as his disciple, and passed down the powerful Vajra Palm and Arhat Demon-Conquering Techniques that only direct disciples of Shaolin can practice.

With Shaolin's support behind him, Pan Qianweng's power expanded, and eventually he moved the gang's headquarters to the capital, and then radiated water transportation all over the world.

"Gang leader, Yang Qingyuan, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, is outside the door and wants to see you!"

Pan Qianweng was checking accounts with Master Zhao from his gang in the hall when he heard someone calling outside the door.

Pan Qianweng turned the iron gall in his palm, touched his beard and said, "It should be for Li Bailiang's death. Master Zhao, how do you think we should deal with it?"

Master Zhao opened the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "This person has been appointed as the Prime Minister of Dali Temple and has the power to take charge of the world's laws. Logically speaking, the gang leader should greet him in person to show his goodwill."

Pan Qianweng frowned, "This person is just a fifth-grade official. He is neither big nor small in this place in the capital. How can he be so grand?"

"Gang leader, although this person is no more than a fifth-grade official and has a rank of less than a thousand stones, he is still a member of the Wenhua Palace and may be in charge of the center in the future. It is not too grand to be grand."

When Pan Qianweng heard what Master Zhao said, he also put down his arrogance. He was a powerful figure in the world, but he always followed Master Zhao's advice when it came to court matters.

Master Zhao was also a scholar. He passed the imperial examination and passed the public examination, but failed many times in the public examination. Only then did he accept Pan Qianweng's generous employment and became a white paper fan of the Caogang.

Pan Qianweng also valued him very much and regarded him as his right-hand man.

"Since Master has said so, let's give Mr. Yang some face. I will go and greet him personally."

Outside the Caobang gate, Yang Qingyuan and Ye Jianhan led a group of detectives dressed in black and stood in front of the gate.

The guards in front of the Caobang gate were also facing a formidable enemy, and the aura of Yang Qingyuan and his entourage put tremendous pressure on them.

"Hahaha, Mr. Yang from Dali Temple came to Bibang today. It's really brilliant!"

Before Pan Qianweng arrived, his voice was heard first. His voice was powerful and strong, and you could tell that your internal strength was not weak.

Yang Qingyuan discovered that these powerful figures in the world seemed to like to play the trick of spreading the word before others arrive.

Liu Dufeng is like this, and Pan Qianweng is like this too.

Is this the traditional way of socializing in Da Zhou Jianghu?

Even though I was complaining in my heart, I still had to act like the Prime Minister of Dali Temple on my face.

"My official, Yang Qingyuan, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, is here today to inquire about something!"


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