Somewhere along the coast, a mansion.
The candlelight lit the letter paper, and the red flames cast the figure of the man in black on the wall.
The letter was sent by Chen Batian, and the letter detailed the assassination process.
He had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Has Yamamoto not been contacted yet?" asked the man in black.
The old man behind him replied: "Reporting to the master, the people in Kumamoto said that Yamamoto should be in Jinling. At present, the situation in Jinling is tense, and our people can't contact him."
"This bastard, what is he doing in Jinling?" The black shadow was furious.
He continued: "Send a message to Chen Batian and kill him to silence him. Yamamoto must not fall into the hands of King Wu."
"Yes."
...
A private house in Jinling.
"Bagayalu", at this time Yamamoto Gangmen was also furious, and the warriors he sent were annihilated. And in the past two days, he and his remaining men were hiding like rats.
Today, he accidentally heard people discussing the government notice, and then he knew that the Tyrant Gang also participated in the arrest of the Japanese last night, and the three Ma Daha were rewarded by the government.
He didn't know the relationship between the Tyrant Gang and the black shadow, so he also hated the Tyrant Gang at this time.
"We will avenge this sooner or later." Yamamoto said to the remaining few people under his command.
"Hey." The younger brothers nodded in response.
...
After Chu Xiaomei left alone on the night of Qingming Festival, she has been investigating clues about the Dragon Sect.
Chu Liuxiang and Chu Xiaomei are both people of the Toad Palace. This time, Chu Liuxiang was ordered by his master to protect the prince, and Chu Xiaomei, as the saint of the Toad Palace, was just going out for training.
Compared with protecting the prince, she is more interested in the Dragon Sect, the mortal enemy of their Toad Palace in the world.
But she is obviously not as lucky as Chu Liuxiang. She wandered around Jinling City for many days before she found the people of the Dragon Sect.
"Hmph, let me see where your lair is?" Chu Xiaomei hid in the dark and secretly followed the people of the Dragon Sect.
...
Just after Huo Chenan returned to the farm, the head of the village hurried over. After asking about his purpose, he found out that there was a guy named Song Yingxing who could not only read and write, but also carpentry and ironwork. The head of the village didn't know how to distribute the food, so he came to ask Huo Chenan for his opinion.
Huo Chenan was very happy to hear that there was such a talent in his farm. He hurried back to the farm with the head of the village, wanting to meet this talent.
This Song Yingxing was probably in his thirties, with a strong body, but a pale face. How many people don't have to pick wild vegetables to fill their stomachs these days?
"Where did you learn so many skills?" Huo Chenan asked.
"Reporting to the adults, I am a disciple of the Mohist School. All my skills were taught by the master."
Mohist School! Huo Chenan's eyes sparkled after hearing this. You know, Mohism represents the highest level of manufacturing technology in the world. During the Warring States Period, Mohism was divided into three because of Mozi's death. Qin Mo Xiangli was killed by Qin II in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Qi Mo Xiangfu disappeared from the long river of history because his academic ideas were too ideal and not favored by the ruling class. Chu Mo Dengling was even worse, because they helped people defend the city everywhere, and some died, and only a few were left hiding in the world.
Presumably, Song Yingxing is the descendant of Chu Mo.
"So you take two stones today, and tomorrow I will let you make two things. If you can complete the reward of three stones, you can get five stones of grain every month."
"Five stones!" Everyone was shocked. You know, the ninth-rank officials in the Dashun Dynasty only received a salary of five stones per month.
"Thank you, sir, I will do my best." Song Yingxing hurriedly thanked.
Huo Chenan nodded with satisfaction.
At this time, the head of the village came up and said, "Sir, I actually do some needlework at home. Can you give me some more?"
Huo Chenan's forehead was black, and he kicked him on the butt.
...
After dealing with the farm affairs, Huo Chenan took the wine and went to Wang Lao's farm.
As expected, Old Man Li was playing chess with Wang Lao here.
At this time, Old Man Li was scratching his head again, obviously looking like he was going to lose again.
"Old Man Li, look what I brought you." Huo Chenan shouted from a distance.
When Old Man Li heard Huo Chenan's voice, he threw the chess pieces in his hand onto the chessboard. The black and white chess pieces instantly mixed together, and it was no longer possible to tell which was better.
"Hey... you old rascal." Wang Lao said angrily.
Old man Li didn't care about him and followed Huo Chenan's carriage. Looking at the full cart of wine jars, he couldn't wait to open a jar, and the rich aroma of wine overflowed instantly.
"Hey... Du Kang, good boy, you didn't break your promise." As he spoke, he raised his hand to blow on the bottle, no, on the jar.
But Huo Chenan grabbed it away at this time: "Hey, I say, old man Li, you can't drink it for nothing."
At this time, old man Li's gluttony had been aroused, so he didn't care about those things, and hurriedly said: "Whatever you say, I agree, hurry up, give me a sip."
"Lend me another carpenter."
"Lend, lend, lend. Give me a sip quickly."
"Lend me another 100 craftsmen."
"No problem, no problem, give me a sip quickly."
"Here." Only then did Huo Chenan return the wine jar to old man Li.
Old man Li took the wine jar and drank two big gulps of "gulp, gulp"
"Ha, it's refreshing. Because of the birthday banquet of King Wu, the Du Kang wine is out of stock. I haven't had it for a long time." Old man Li smacked his lips and said.
However, the old man Li, who had satisfied his craving, immediately reacted and asked, "Why do you need so many craftsmen?"
Huo Chenan stretched out a finger mysteriously and pointed to the sky.
Old man Li looked in the direction of Huo Chenan's finger in confusion, but could not see anything except the clear sky. He was puzzled and said, "Nothing?"
Huo Chenan said lightly, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed."
After hearing this, old man Li got angry, "You little brat is playing tricks on me? You are going to hit Huo Chenan."
Huo Chenan hurriedly begged for mercy, "No, no, no, I am not doing this for you, old man."
"For me?" Old man Li said in confusion.
Huo Chenan nodded solemnly and said, "That's right, you can't beat Old Wang in chess."
"Nonsense, I, I was letting him go." Old man Li was still stubborn, but his expression had betrayed his guilty conscience.
"Yes, yes, yes, then do you want to not let him, and compete fairly?" Huo Chenan followed his words.
"Do you have any good ideas?" Old Man Li asked eagerly.
"Just wait for my good news!" Huo Chenan said confidently.
"What does this have to do with your borrowing of craftsmen?" Old Man Li was still puzzled.
"Hehe, just watch it." Huo Chenan still retained a hint of mystery in the end.
Seeing that Huo Chenan kept his mouth shut, Old Man Li stopped asking more questions, and the three of them quickly set up the dragon gate to drink, but in the middle of the meal Huo Chenan said that he had something else to do in the evening, so he went back early.