Chapter 718 Extra 2: Sleeves stained with red blood
The sky is dark like snow, and the cold air flows away.
Lin Jinjiang folded his hands in his sleeves and walked among the dilapidated streets of Shibati slums, looking around happily.
He originally started out as a goulan business. Although things are different now, he still doesn't feel any discomfort in such a mixed place. Instead, he feels as comfortable and comfortable as going home.
February is a cold time in Chongqing.
At this time of year, the hot pot restaurants on the streets and alleys are in peak season. Every house is bustling with people, and the popularity is as high as the pot steam. The aroma wafts into the cold wind, making passers-by stop in their tracks, salivating, and moving their index fingers.
"They are really a pair of master and disciple who are destined to be together."
Lin Jinjiang smiled secretly and looked up at a wooden sign above his head that was covered with oil stains, 'Thousand Years' The four characters "Laodian" are particularly eye-catching, and they are even specially surrounded by a circle of fiery red lights so that they can be seen from a distance.
Lin Jinjiang didn’t quite believe that it had really been open for so long, but the business in the store was really good.
As soon as the door opened, the bustle rushed towards me, and the turbid and spicy air continued to penetrate my nostrils.
The old soup made from beef backbones is poured into a copper pot covered with red oil. It is boiling and bubbling. The shirtless waiters come and go like the wind, walking around in the crowded store.
It was crowded, and many diners were crowded together almost back to back, but no one was picky about the environment. They walked around the pot with long chopsticks and short chopsticks, and drank five or six glasses of wine.
Lin Jinjiang looked around and walked inside with difficulty along the cracks in the crowd. After seeing many smiling faces, he finally squeezed to a table and smiled at the man who was immersed in eating: " Sorry, I’m late.”
The man buried his head and couldn’t see his appearance clearly. He was wearing an ordinary blue Confucian shirt. He looked ordinary except for the two blood-red circles embroidered on the cuffs. There's something special about the ring.
This is the logo of Jinling Chishe.
"Yeah."
The man didn't even raise his head, and made a vague hum in his mouth, motioning for Lin Jinjiang to sit down.
Lin Jinjiang had long been aroused by the smell, so he opened the bench and sat down without being polite.
The two of them moved the chopsticks as fast as flying and were speechless for a while.
We waited until there were only some seasoning spices left in the boiling red soup, and then we stopped at the same time.
"Want one?"
Lin Jinjiang took the cigarette thrown by the other party, held it in his hand and did not rush to light it, but looked at the other party steadily.
"Why, no?"
"Yes."
Lin Jinjiang smiled: "I'm just a little surprised at your change."
呲拉
A cluster of flames jumped out, and in the rising light white smoke, there was a face that looked slightly vicissitudes of life.
Lin Jinjiang was unwilling to use the word 'vicissitudes of life' on such a young person, but other than that, he couldn't find any other suitable words to describe the other person's eyes.
"Is there any change?"
"Yes, and it's big." Lin Jinjiang said affirmatively.
"That's a good thing, because only dead people remain unchanged."
Yang Baize asked in a calm tone: "Do you need to find a quiet place?"
"No, it's fine here."< br>
Lin Jinjiang said hurriedly, Yang Baize did not force himself when he heard the words, he just raised his hand and waved it lightly.
There was obviously no trace of the use of sequence power, but the noise around him suddenly weakened.
There was silence, and the sound of boiling soup was particularly harsh.
Lin Jinjiang twisted his body uncomfortably on the bench, pursed his lips, and asked in a joking tone: "Aren't all of you in this store from Chishe?"< br>
“All of them.”
To his surprise, Yang Baize nodded seriously.
“The hyenas from the Zongshe Party have been biting hard recently. Although they probably don’t have the guts to sneak into the Peace Hotel’s territory, it’s better to be careful.”
Yang Baize said it in an understatement, but Lin Jinjiang's heart trembled when he heard it.
As a 'big shot' with tens of millions of fans among Huangliang today, Lin Jinjiang's sources of information are quite rich, even as much as those of some large forces. Naturally, he has heard of the 'Zongshe Party' this organization.
After the Battle of Jinling, the backbone of the old Ming Dynasty was wiped out, and the Confucian clan that relied on the Zhu family also suffered heavy losses. But in the end, it was a tree with deep roots and a profound foundation, and it did not follow the Ming Empire. They were destroyed together, but turned from light to darkness, lurking everywhere in the new bright land.
Logically speaking, with Ru Xu's consistent character, after experiencing such a tragic failure, he should hide and hide in the dark, lick his wounds and recover his strength.
However, these clans went against the norm. Instead of sweeping away the troubles in front of each other, and not adding insult to injury, they stuck together tightly and established the Clan Socialist Party.
In the former Southern Zhili area, members of the Red Society were assassinated everywhere. There were many fights between the two sides, causing deaths and injuries to each other.
What makes these scholars so fearless of death is naturally not face and reputation, but real survival.
After the collapse of the Ming Empire, Ruxu's 'official career' line lost the court system on which it relied for survival, and became a tree without roots and water without a source.
In other words, their path to promotion has been cut off. Even if they hide and do not resist, these 'confucian scholars' will gradually fall down the order as time goes by, until they die due to genetic decay.
And if they want to get back on the road, there are only two ways.
One is to establish a new dynasty, and the other is to restore the old Zhu Ming.
Given the current situation in Mingtu, the first method is basically impossible to realize. Although the hope of the second method is also slim, after all, the time for Zhu Ming's fall is still short, and there are still some people who are willing to support them. The difficulty is much smaller in comparison.
Thus, these clans and the remnants of Honghu once again colluded with each other in an attempt to restore the country.
Lin Jinjiang even heard that in the hands of the senior leaders of the Zongshe Party, there are still some Zhu family bloodlines that have not yet been born. When the time is right, they can set up the dragon flag again and compete for the throne.
However, no matter how true or false these rumors are, the former Zhu Ming royal family has now completely become a puppet in the hands of others, with no chance of turning around.
"We should have started talking now, right?"
Yang Baize looked at Lin Jinjiang, who had a stiff expression, and said with a smile: "Don't you need to show your copy of the document?"
"No need this time, this I'm going to change the method this time and send it to Huang Liang completely after the discussion."
Lin Jinjiang smiled awkwardly and already had some regrets in his heart. He regretted that his invitation was too rash and ignored Yang Baizechi. leader of the Socialist Party.
In addition, the changes in the other party are so big that it makes him a little scared. Lin Jinjiang can't help but worry secretly. If he rashly lets out the conversation with the other party, he may...
"Are you worried that I will incite and influence your onlookers?"
Yang Baize saw through Lin Jinjiang's inner thoughts at a glance and said with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone has their own ambitions. Chishe will never force others, let alone It will embarrass friends.”< br>
“I judge a gentleman’s belly with a villain’s heart.”
Lin Jinjiang put on a ashamed posture, cupped his fists and raised his hands: “Then I’ll start asking?” “Please? .”
Lin Jinjiang picked up the tea on the table and drank it all in one gulp, trying his best to gather his thoughts and shift the focus of the conversation from Chishe to Yang Baize personally.
“You also like to eat hot pot now, are you thinking about people after seeing things?”
“That’s not entirely the reason. I myself was born in Shu, and I like spicy food by nature. Instinct, and I now find that eating spicy food can make Only when people are awake can they think about things better."
"What are you thinking about?"
Lin Jinjiang blurted out subconsciously, and when he saw Yang Baize was silent and his expression seemed to be smiling, he suddenly understood. I asked a nonsense question myself.
What else can be thought of, of course, can only be how to develop the Red Society and how to find out the Zongshe Party and kill them all.
“Haha.”
Lin Jinjiang smiled. This was the first time that he was suppressed by the momentum of the person he was interviewing.
He knew in his heart that if he wanted to continue the conversation, Yang Baize's identity could not be avoided no matter what, so instead of continuing to be coy and secretive, it would be better to simply talk openly and openly.
Having made up his mind, Lin Jinjiang lowered his head to light the cigarette, but found that it had become wet with sweat from his palm.
"I heard that Xindonglin Academy has reopened for enrollment?"
Lin Jinjiang asked while putting the cigarette close to the fire and baking it.
"New Donglin Academy has never been closed. It was only because the position of the mountain chief has been vacant after Mr. Zhang left, so it was suspended."
Lin Jinjiang looked shocked, Asked: "So there is a new mountain chief now? Who is it?"
"You also know Zhang Siyuan."
Yang Baize gave a rare sigh: "Actually, with his ability, being an academy chief is completely overqualified. It is only right that he should lead the Red Society. It's a pity that he is not interested in this and only wants to teach and educate." People.”
"Perhaps this is exactly what Mr. Zhang expected of him. Mr. Zhang's life is so difficult, so he naturally does not want his son to follow his old path."
Lin Jinjiang took over the words: "Say To be honest, Zhang Siyuan can It’s surprising that he will be appointed as the headmaster of Xindonglin Academy. I originally thought that he would leave everything behind and travel around the world to become a free mountain man.”
“It seems that you know him very well. ”
Yang Baize He smiled and said: "Uncle Master really doesn't want to be tied down, so he only agreed to help me run the New Donglin Academy for ten years, and the students recruited can't be limited to Confucianism. Anyone with lofty ideals can study in the academy. ”
"Zhang Shanchang is also a good person."
Lin Jinjiang sighed with a face full of emotion, but his eyes uncontrollably looked at the blush on Yang Baize's sleeves.
“A scholar, if the Six Arts chip is not implanted, may have to study hard for ten years before he can be promoted to the Xu Ninth Scholar. He will become a gentleman by being independent and diligent, and he will be appreciated by noble people and become the Xu Qi Disciple. Now you step into the palace gate, wear official clothes, eat the royal food, and work hard to climb up from the sixth official position step by step. You have to go through the three dragon gates of Huang Menlang, local official Situ, and Tianguan Tomb. Only one in ten thousand can do it. Eventually became the leader of a party , who is expected to get involved in the first line of Confucian Preface."
Lin Jinjiang finished the entire sequence of Confucian Preface in one breath, and said in a solemn tone: "But now that the Ming Empire has been destroyed, the official career can be regarded as complete. It’s cut off. Now, can we rely solely on the Academy lineage to make up for the missing dragon gates of Ruxu?”
After going around and around, the topic finally returned to Ruxu’s current predicament.
In fact, there is one thing that Lin Jinjiang has not said in his heart, that is, many of the backbones of Chishe are also in the official lineage, including Zhang Siyuan and Yang Baize. If they cannot transfer their sequence to the academy lineage, then they will face The same fate as Gate Valve.
Unless, the ultimate goal of Chishe is also to establish a new career system.
"Actually, 'Shan Chang' is the name of the Confucian Academy lineage Xusan."
Yang Baize said slowly: "Many years ago, when Mr. Zhang resigned from the post of Shanchang of Xindonglin Academy, When he decided to become an official, he had already become the Xu San of the Confucian Xu Academy lineage, so he did not exist at all. The theory of making up for the missing. Moreover, the special nature of the Confucian order allows the follower to switch between the two lines after meeting certain conditions, so Chi She is worry-free."
Lin Jinjiang was shocked. : "Why do the clan members set up a socialist party to risk the disapproval of the world?"
"Because I don't agree with New Donglin Academy to readmit them. Without this condition, they can only be the remnants of the previous dynasty. The clan likes Shixiu to surrender, but for traitors, I have only one answer."
Yang Baize's tone Indifference: "Kill!"
As soon as the words fell, the air in the store suddenly became cold.
Lin Jinjiang remained calm and glanced around with the corner of his eye. Those members of the Red Society who were pretending to be diners were all sitting upright, with solemn expressions and a sense of solemnity.
Now he completely understands why those remnants of the powerful family are keeping an eye on Yang Baize because he doesn't give others a way to survive.
It is now the third year of the New Calendar, but in just thirty-six months, there is only enough time for a newborn child to learn to open a book, and not enough time to learn many words.
But it is enough to make a passionate young man's heart become as hard as iron and his hands as cold as a knife.
But Lin Jinjiang knew that he was not qualified to judge the right or wrong of the other party. As a Zaxu, his mission was only to record and disseminate.
“Then after killing all the official lineage, where will Chishe go?”
Lin Jinjiang frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice: “In other words, do you think it’s clear? What will be the future of soil? ”
"War."
Yang Baize did not hide anything and said without hesitation: "A war will inevitably break out in the future, but it will not necessarily break out in the Ming Dynasty, between the major forces today. In our It seems that it will be an external invasion."
"Barbarians?"
Lin Jinjiang was stunned and asked: "Does Chishe want to help them resist?"
“Of course not.”
Yang Baize grinned and lit a new cigarette with the remaining cigarette butt.
"We're going to find them a new owner!"
"You guys came quite early. But why is Zou Sijiu's grandson getting more stingy now that his family fortune is getting bigger? Actually didn't give it Guests from far away arrange meals, so you are reduced to eating in such a nook and cranny?”
Outside the store, before a figure could even enter the store, a hearty laugh broke in first. .
"Uncle, you are finally here."
Yang Baize stood up to greet him with a smile on his face.
A group of Chishe members also followed suit and saluted, saying in unison: "Chief Shan!"
"What are you dressing up like? Are you pretending to be gang members? You are all full. Are you done? Get out of here when you’re full.”
Zhang Siyuan rolled his eyes angrily as he walked into the store, and sat beside Lin Jinjiang carelessly, taking out a pair of chopsticks and tapping on the table.
“Waiter, give me what these two people just ate!”
Zhang Siyuan shouted: "I have to hurry up and fill my stomach. I heard that Master Ma has prepared a bare-chested battle for us in Jinlou later in the day with a small number of enemies and a large number. The situation is extremely dangerous, so we need to hurry up and provide support!"
(End of this chapter)