Chapter 15 Counterattack
“Master...”
“No need to get up.”
Song Tonghai stepped forward, held down Song Yun who wanted to get up, and spoke in a deep voice :
“How do you feel?”
"I don't have to worry about my life."
Song Yun's expression was gloomy: "I couldn't see clearly where the person who made the move came from..."
"It doesn't matter, you can cultivate in peace first."< br>
Song Tonghai comforted him, winked at Song Lingxue, and the two of them turned around and walked out.
"Dad, I'm afraid things have changed in Luofeng City now. Why don't we recall the chiefs from all over the city first to avoid..."
Song Lingxue couldn't hide the worry in her eyes. She was so blatantly hurting people at the city gate and ignored the law. It was obvious that even the Zhou court didn't take it seriously.
"My Song family is not worthy of those Immortal Sects taking action personally. Those who took action must have been instructed to force us to ask for help from Lingqing or the Phantom Sect."
Song Tonghai's expression was calm, showing no emotion or anger: "There is no reply from the government office. Apparently someone has taken care of it."
The Song family's biggest revenue is the escort bureau. Nowadays, none of the escorts can leave. Going to the city and escorting businessmen is even more nonsense.
"Lingxue, according to what you see, how should we deal with it now?"
Suddenly, Song Tonghai spoke up and asked Song Lingxue for her opinion.
"Song Yun is injured. This is just the first step. There will definitely be more out-of-bounds actions later."
Song Lingxue's eyes were full of murderous intent, and her tone was slightly cold: "The plan now is to find If there is no response, these people will inevitably become more and more aggressive in the future. It is better to fight with open fire and force out the people behind them.
“Then kill!”
Song Tonghai obviously had the same idea, and immediately said:
"You will come out of the house with me tonight."
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< br>A heavy snow and a cold.
As dusk approached, there were not many people walking around on the streets. It was cold in winter and there was a shortage of charcoal and firewood. Most people could not move and would stay at home.
The young lady from a wealthy family wishes she could enjoy the snow every day. She wonders how many frozen bones have been added to the roadside due to the cold weather after the snow.
Chu Zheng did not stay on the streets, but went to several grain, rice and oil stores to prepare some dry food for emergencies and to facilitate his journey.
He is still far from the realm of big grains now. Only when he reaches the realm of spiritual transformation can the yin and yang energy in his body form a cycle of its own, and then he can give up the disadvantages of the five grains.
“The food is sold out.”
"I'm really sorry, these have already been booked by other customers."
"No business today."
After running to several stores in succession, Chu Zheng found nothing. Even with the money in his hand, there was no money at all. We couldn’t buy any food, and we gave various excuses, but we just didn’t want to sell it.
In this situation, Chu Zheng quickly realized that something was wrong. The problem was not with him, but with the clothes he wore as a slave of the Song Dynasty.
Obviously someone is targeting the Song family.
Chu Zheng rubbed his eyebrows. This was his subconscious habit when he was in trouble, and his mind would be much clearer.
The Song family is a local snake that has been entrenched in Luofeng City for more than three hundred years. Its power is deeply rooted. However, forces from outside the city have invaded. Someone may have tipped off the Song family.
So many stores have received warnings at the same time, and I am afraid that the shadow of the government is inseparable from them.
In Luofeng City, the only one bigger than the Song family was the imperial court.
The Great Zhou Dynasty is now at its peak, and the prestige of the imperial court is overwhelming. If the government issues orders, naturally no one will dare to disobey.
After pondering for a moment, Chu Zheng turned into an alley, took off his servant robe, then walked into a tailor shop, bought a ready-made coat, wrapped it in a thick turban, and changed his appearance.
He turned around and went back. This time he did not face any difficulties and successfully bought the dried meat noodles.
"There are obviously many more here, why don't you sell them?!"
Tearing off the boring headscarf, Chu Zheng was about to return home when a familiar voice rang in his ears. . Following the sound, on the street not far away, Xiaocai had his hands on his hips, his face full of anger:
"Others can sell it, but I can't? I haven't lost any money to you! How can anyone do business like you?"
Chu Zheng looked up and saw that it was a small shop selling charcoal. A large amount of dry firewood and charcoal can be seen with the naked eye.
The shopkeeper looks to be in his fifties, with gray hair, and a look of embarrassment on his face at the moment.
At first glance, Chu Zheng had already guessed the whole story. After thinking for a moment, he slowly stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and pulled Xiaocai aside.
He still owed Xiaocai a favor, so naturally he couldn't pretend he didn't see it at this moment.
"Chu Zheng? Why are you here."
Seeing Chu Zheng, Xiao Cai was a little surprised, but then an angry look appeared on his face:
"You came just in time. I..."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Chu Zheng: "What did you come here to buy?"
"The smokeless charcoal in the lady's room has been used up. I thought about buying some to make up for it, but I went to several stores. There was obviously a lot of charcoal on the shelves, but they wouldn’t sell it to me.”
The more he talked, the angrier he became. Xiaocai couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "These dogs are really bastards."
"Don't worry, you go back first, I will help you find a way."
< br>Chu Zheng comforted Xiaocai for a long time and signaled her to go back home first.
After Xiaocai left, Chu Zheng returned to the shopkeeper:
“Shopkeeper, please bring twenty kilograms of smokeless charcoal.”
"Are you from the Song family?"
Looking at Xiaocai walking away, the charcoal shopkeeper suddenly spoke and asked Chu Zheng.
“No.” Chu Zheng shook his head.
"That's fine."
The shopkeeper nodded for a while, with some worry in his eyes: "Is twenty kilograms enough? Buy more? I'll give you a cheaper price."
"That's fine."
Chu Zheng nodded slightly, thoughtfully.
It seems that there are not many people who want to help the Song family, but no one dares to come forward openly.
After returning to the Song Mansion with the charcoal, Chu Zheng returned to his residence and used all the repair times refreshed today on the dragon and tiger body.
[Currently repairable: The Great Zhou Tianqi General Outline Part 1 (0/1000), Dragon and Tiger Body Chapter (15/100)]
Chu Zheng has already roughly read the introductory chapter of Dragon and Tiger Body. Even if he reaches the top level, he will not even be able to reach the top level compared to the master.
But the following part, the number of times required for repair, is consistent with the introductory chapter of the Great Zhou Tian Qi Movement General Outline, so I think it will be different.
Today, these five repairs are really a drop in the bucket for Chu Zheng.
But the only thing he can do now is to repair as many things as possible, improve his level of repairer, and see if some changes can occur.
Dinner was much smaller than before, with only three steamed buns and a plate of side dishes. Chu Zheng ate some dried meat he bought to barely fill his stomach.
This is enough to show that the situation of the Song family is deteriorating rapidly.
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The next morning.
After the eighteenth week of the Chu government, he went to the treasury as usual.
Not long after arriving at the treasury, he heard some horrifying news.
Overnight, all the flagpoles on the Luofeng City towers were hung with human heads, dozens of them.
The most important thing is that one of them is a famous master-level figure in the world.
(End of this chapter)