summer day, winter night

Chapter 15

But Su Wuxi didn't say anything beyond his expectation, on this day, he didn't even say a word.

They know each other too well, and Su Wuxi understands that he knows that both of them should be quiet, and he also knows the entanglement in Su Wuxi's silence.

So he stood and waited until the sun approached the center of the dome and turned away.

Su Wuzhen stopped his movements, rested his hand on the standing shovel, and quietly watched his figure gradually drifting away.

When he walked out of Su Wuzhen's sight, Cang Zhouxing started his lightness kung fu, and returned to the villa with a swift arrow.The news Yunchan sent in the morning, he had to go back as soon as possible to make up his mind.

Hot Spring Villa.

Yunchan was still kneeling on the spot, part of the rare beauty in the world turned pale on that pretty face, and her brows were as firm as ever.As a military general, King Cang treats his subordinates like a leader, and he manages them militarily. If King Cang didn't punish her, she would naturally kneel here and wait for punishment.

King Cang walked straight over, his voice moved with his steps: "Get up, and send over all the information you found."

Yunchan changed her mind, the master is in urgent need of available people, and most likely she will not punish herself for this unscrupulous mistake.Then he stood up and took his order to go to work quickly.

When first arriving in the south of the Yangtze River, the most convenient way is to start with business. One way of business, if you want to get a share of the local snakes, you must know yourself and your enemy.

The shops in Jiangnan are very interesting. On the surface, there are no big business alliances. At first glance, they are all honest and small businesses of small people, and there is no difference or ambition.At this time, we have to start with all kinds of strange business methods. Fortunately, the local snake didn't bother to add a few more business methods. This alone is enough for Cang Zhouxing to reveal its foundation.

The first step of the plan was carried out just right, keeping a respectful distance from local snakes, first secretly buying the shops of a few ordinary people, at least to solve the expenses of the group of people in Hot Spring Villa.

Step two...

Cang Zhouxing threw away the document in his hand, and his frown never eased, "You said that it was Mu Jing who leaked their information to us?"

"Yes, and Mu Jing's power is huge, far more than the dozens of shops we know first."

"It's far more than..." He repeated in a low voice, and then sneered, "With such a powerful person, his ambition is definitely not small. One is the Jianghu, and the other is the imperial court. Since I have never heard of this behemoth in the Jianghu, then It’s for the court.”

He stood up and ordered Yunchan directly: "You send a copy of Mu Jing's situation to the emperor."

But Yunchan hesitated: "Master, the emperor has not needed the information you disclosed to him for a long time."

Facing the monarch who has been following him since he was a teenager, Cang Zhouxing has always cherished the relationship between the two of them. He smiled slightly: "Send it, the monarch and his ministers have nothing to do. This time, let's see if brothers can do it."

The second step, of course, is to try the temperament of the local snake first, and try to expand the scope of activities of one's own forces.

Faced with King Cang's actions, Mu Jing has never made another move, and it doesn't seem to mind that someone can take a share from him.

And the letter sent by a bird has never been answered.

Su Wuzhan didn't wait for King Cang's visit again, but he waited for Yunchan who was in a hurry.

On this day, the sky rained finely and densely, and the drops of light rain were like children, riding the wind and falling from the clouds, laughing and playing and watching the scenery.Su Wuxi felt that these children were not laughing, but crying, because the sky was so gloomy.

It shouldn't be raining like this.

On the ground, he used a small wooden stick to silently write various chapters of "Zhuangzi", while Liu Zang stood beside him, silent.

No matter how abnormal the weather was, after the rain, it was time to plant trees.

At first, it was Liu Zang who first noticed the red umbrella that seemed to be flying in the sky. Under the gloomy sky, the umbrella seemed to be glowing red, flickering on and off.He called out, "My lord, look."

Su Wuzhan raised his head, his eyes were heavy, and when he saw the umbrella, his eyes were still heavy, he lowered his head and continued paddling, "Liu Zang, that's a person, Miss Yunchan."

Hearing this, Liu Zang widened his eyes, saw the umbrella approaching, and saw the figure in black underneath. He exclaimed, "Master, you are so powerful, you can see the people underneath from such a distance."

Su Wuxi smiled, straightened up, and faced the woman who was walking towards here.

This woman's face had never been a smile like a hundred flowers blooming, or her face was calm and calm. It was the first time that she saw her in such a hurry and flustered.

With the latest information in her arms, Yunchan looked around for her master who had gone out in the morning. She was near Su Wuzhe's thatched hut, and she knew that the master was not here. He walked.

Putting away the umbrella, he still knelt down on one knee to salute. Under the rain, just this face was enough to amaze the world.

"Get up and talk." Su Wuxi slightly raised his hand, "Are you looking for King Cang?"

"Yes." While Yunchan stretched out her hand to get the information in her bosom, the red umbrella flew up and opened directly, "In the Jiangnan business community, there is a faction named Mujing with many roots. The master went out this morning and has not come back. It's related to the wood thorn."

"King Cang hasn't come back?" Su Wuxie quickly opened the paper in the letter, glanced at ten lines, "Are you worried that he will be involved in the dispute between Mujing faction?"

"That's right. Only now did we find out that Mu Jing's internal discord has been going on for a long time, and the conflict between conservatives and radicals has intensified. We split up to find the master, just because we were afraid that something would happen to him."

"If there is no accident, they will be found naturally. If they can't be found, it depends on their purpose..." Su Wuzhen looked towards the dark cloud and low pressure sky, and slowly, suppressed sighed, "We can only wait." The ending was slightly trembling with great depression.

I hope there is no fear of life.

Everyone who belongs to Mu Jing and Mu Ximing knows that Mu Ximing is a strange old man who loves flowers very much. He is strong in martial arts and has no ambitions.

But at this moment, he led a few subordinates and stood with their hands behind their backs at the end of a sea of ​​flowers. Everyone had solemn faces, and Mu Ximing was more worried than the others.

As the evening approached, there was finally movement in the sea of ​​flowers. After a while, a bloody figure rushed out and fell crookedly in front of them.

At this moment, the seriousness on their faces disappeared, and Mu Ximing even laughed outright.

He bent down, patted Cang Zhouxing's shoulder, and grinned: "Cang Zhouxing, you're kind!"

Cang Zhouxing's canthus was cracked, his eyes were soaked in blood, he couldn't see his movements clearly, a dagger hit Mu Ximing's leg straight - he didn't have the strength to lift his arm up.

Mu Ximing's steps changed, and he stepped on the dagger that was overflowing with silver light.

Cang Zhouxing twitched hard, but he couldn't pull it out. The next second he heard the old man's voice giggling in his ear: "Don't be so angry, it's just a small test, you don't want to know why I brought you here?"

Cang Zhouxing pulled the dagger out again, as if being crushed by a mountain, this old man's martial arts are so high!