Guo Weiyong never dreamed that he would one day meet the President of the Republic of China. Until now, he still thought he was dreaming there.
"Sit." Wang Hengyue held a book in his hand, without raising his head, and simply said one word.
Guo Weiyong sat down timidly, not daring to look directly, and only dared to lower his butt halfway onto the chair.
The light in the room is very dark, and the thick curtains are kept closed during the day. The lights must be turned on to ensure sufficient light in the room.
After sitting there for more than ten minutes, Wang Hengyue put down the book in his hand and asked, "Have you read 'Water Margin'?"
"Ah -" Guo Weiyong was startled and quickly replied: "President, I have read a few, mainly because I listened to a lot. When I was a child, I always liked to listen to Mr. Shu's books, but I had no money, so I always listened to Bai Shu. Later I got some
If you have any spare money, you can pay for listening to books."
"It's good to give money. People depend on it to make a living. It's not enough to just listen to Bai Shu." Wang Hengyue smiled slightly: "Who do you like best in Water Margin?"
"Second Master Wu Song and Wu." Guo Weiyong suddenly became more energetic: "He killed the tiger at Jingyanggang, killed Pan Jinlian in anger, and splashed blood on Yuanyang Tower. He was an incredible hero!"
Wang Hengyue's smile grew wider: "Yes, I also like Wu Song. Many people like Wu Song, but he is not the biggest hero in Water Margin."
"Then..." Guo Weiyong hesitated: "Then it's Hua Monk Lu Zhishen..."
"It doesn't count."
The President's words left Guo Weiyong at a loss for words. At this moment, he heard President Wang Hengyue say: "I think the most amazing hero is Song Jiang."
"Who? Song Jiang?" After confirming that he heard correctly, Guo Weiyong curled his lips in disdain: "President, Guo Weiyong is presumptuous, I don't think Song Jiang is a great hero."
"Oh, why that?" Wang Hengyue asked with a smile.
Guo Weiyong became bold and said: "Song Jiang led all Liangshan heroes to surrender. He is not a hero..."
Wang Hengyue smiled faintly: "Then why are all the heroes in Liangshan willing to listen to him?"
Guo Weiyong was stunned for a moment, speechless...
Yes, why are so many Liangshan heroes willing to follow Song Jiang?
Wang Hengyue still smiled lightly and said: "There are so many heroes in Liangshan. If Song Jiang asked them to fight the officers and soldiers, they would fight. If Song Jiang asked them to surrender, they would surrender. So this man is the number one hero in the Water Margin...
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"But, but..." Guo Weiyong said "but" for a long time but nothing came out...
"Song Jiangna, as soon as he went to Liangshan, he thought about being recruited. Why did he want to be recruited? Because only by being recruited, he would not have to live in fear all day long, and he would not have to worry about being caught and having his head chopped off in a lawsuit." Wang Hengyue seemed to be.
There was something authentic in the words: "What is Liangshan? It's a big gang that is specifically against the government. So sooner or later the government will destroy them. At that time, the Song Dynasty was in chaos, and there were rebellions in many places. Song Jiang, Fang La, Wang Qing...
..Rebellions were happening everywhere, and the imperial court’s power was limited, so what should we do? So we recruited Song Jiang and used Song Jiang to put down other rebel kings. Is that what the story in Water Margin says?”
"Ah...yes..." Guo Weiyong responded hurriedly.
"In fact, when Song Jiang surrendered in history, Fang La had already been pacified. But today we are talking about the Water Margin, and we don't consider what the real history is." Wang Hengyue said with a half-smile on his face: "Use the biggest rebel
It's a very good way for the leader to put down other rebels. I suddenly remembered that there are so many gangs and so many forces in Hong Kong. Now that the Chinese government has taken over Hong Kong, what do you think we should do?"
Guo Weiyong suddenly understood something.
Does the president want to be the "Song Jiang" of Hong Kong?
Wang Hengyue suddenly asked: "I heard that you are from Guangdong. You have been beaten back by local gangs several times when you entered Hong Kong. You have never succeeded, right?"
"yes!"
Guo Weiyong did not dare to hide anything: "I am from Guangji Hall in Guangdong. The old hall master passed the position to me after his death. After the government became more and more strict on gang management, I wanted to go to Hong Kong to develop, but Hong Kong's
The local concept of the gang is very strong, and I have not succeeded in attacking Hong Kong several times... Now that I think about it, I feel sorry for the old hall leader's instructions before his death, but Guangji Hall itself is not big enough and not strong enough...
..."
"It doesn't matter if you don't succeed, come again." Wang Hengyue looked serious: "I want you to be Song Jiang now!"
Guo Weiyong's heart jumped loudly.
Sure enough, he really wants to be the "Song Jiang" of Hong Kong! With the support of the government, he is not only the "Song Jiang" of Hong Kong, he is simply the emperor of Hong Kong...
As if he had read Guo Weiyong's thoughts, Wang Hengyue smiled strangely: "I will provide you with all the funds and weapons you need. There is only one thing you have to do, become the largest gang in Hong Kong!"
"Yes, President!" Guo Weiyong suddenly became excited.
Wang Hengyue thought about it for a while: "The name Guangjitang is not domineering enough... This... This... I will give you a name, let's call it Shishik...
....”
"Fourteenth K, Fourteenth K..." Guo Weiyong muttered the name twice and stood up suddenly: "Thank you very much, President, for the name. From now on, our Guangji Hall will be renamed Fourteenth K!
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The gang organization 14k was also born on this day!
In August 1940, the 14th K was officially established in Kowloon, Hong Kong, with Guo Weiyong as the "seat", and Wang Hengyue appointed two military commanders, 26-year-old Shen Zui and Chen Sanyuan, who was transferred from Taiwan, to serve as their guardians.
There are eight "heaps" of "loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, love, trust, righteousness, harmony, and peace". Each "heap" has a speaker...
Not many local gangs in Hong Kong take this 14th K group too seriously. In their view, there are so many gangs established in Hong Kong every day. It is not surprising that there are one or two more gangs. They are just some whimsical people trying to establish a new business in Hong Kong.
This place is just a piece of the pie, and soon these new gangs will either be annexed or dispersed...
However, the opportunity for "Fourteen K" to stand out soon appeared!
"Kowloon Tongji Mahjong House".
This is the second largest mahjong parlor in Kowloon. People come here every day to play mahjong and smoke cigarettes. The owner of Tong Kee, Tong Ren, is 55 years old and is originally from Hunan. When China was still in the middle of a civil war, he brought
The family came to Hong Kong. After so many years of hard work, from being a dock worker to opening a small grocery store, and then to opening the second largest mahjong parlor in Kowloon, I don’t know how much effort was spent and how much effort went into it.
Sad.
When the Chinese government troops retook Hong Kong and fought against Kowloon, Tong Ren and his heart were in his throat. He was worried that his mahjong parlor would be damaged. Fortunately, such worries did not appear. However, business was indeed slow during that period.
Quite a few, no wonder, who is not afraid of a bullet accidentally hitting his body?
Later, the war ended, those old customers came back, and the business began to prosper again. But Tang Ren had something to worry about again.
Originally, the backstage of "Kowloon Tong Kee's Mahjong House" was British policeman Thomson. All Tong Kee had to do was to pay a sum of money on time every week. In recent years, thanks to the influence of the British, nothing happened to Mrs. Tong Kee.
.As a result, the Chinese government troops attacked Kowloon, and Thomson also joined the volunteer army, but was killed by bullets.
The British collapsed, and Tom Kee's backstage also collapsed.
As soon as Thomson died, the consequences soon appeared. Wu Baosheng, the owner of "Wu Kee Mahjong House" who had long coveted Tang Kee, wanted to buy Tang Kee, but Tang Renhe would certainly not agree. But Wu Baosheng was a member of the "Ngee Ann Gang"
, the "Ngee Ann Gang" put down their words, and gave Tang Ren a week to hand over Tang Ji, which would keep his family safe, otherwise the "Ngee Ann Gang" would not be responsible for anything that happened.
Thomson is dead, how can Tang Ren, the "Ngee Ann Gang", afford to offend? But Tang Ren is absolutely unwilling to give up all his years of hard work.
Seeing that the time limit for the "Ngee Ann Gang" is coming tomorrow, no matter how much Tang Ren and others put in good words, Wu Baosheng just refused to agree and had only one request: hand over Tang Kee!
Tangren and Ren were at a loss. Looking at the good business in the store, they thought that Tangji was no longer theirs. Tangren and Ren wanted to die.
"boss......"
A voice rang in Tang Ren's ears. Tang Ren thought it was another customer coming to the door. He felt irritated and said angrily: "It's full, you can come back tomorrow."
"Boss?" the voice said politely, "I'm not here to play mahjong."
It sounded like it was not a local accent. Tangren raised his head and saw a young man under thirty years old, wearing a suit and looking elegant.
Tangren was a little surprised: "Sir, you're not here to play mahjong, are you?"
"My surname is Shen, Shen Zui." The young man introduced himself: "I'm from out of town. I heard that there are some troubles here. Someone is coming to take over your mahjong parlor. Is there such a thing?"
When he talked about Tang Ren's sadness, he let out a long sigh and then nodded with difficulty.
Shen Zui said softly and quietly: "I can help you solve this matter."
"What, you?" Tang Ren raised his head and looked up and down. He couldn't believe it. The person in front of him looked like a big girl. Someone could knock him down with just one fist. How could he be beaten down?
Protect your own mahjong house?
Shen Zui didn't mean to be joking at all. On the contrary, he said very seriously:
"What I said is true, boss. I will definitely help you keep the Mahjong Pavilion. I am the protector of the 14th K., ah, this is my business card, please keep it!"