Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 222: : PM, Fanfang, Eastern Gotham
The storage area of ​​Zhejiang Ferry Terminal is built on high ground to prevent river flooding during heavy rains.

Therefore, Choi Hyun-yoon can have an overall view of the movements at the entire dock when standing here.

When he saw the imperial soldiers rushing into the storage area and heading straight for the warehouse where he was, he knew that he was exposed.

Cui Xianyun flicked his sleeves, turned around and left, shouting, "Quick, set fire, burn the goods!"

His voice echoed in the empty warehouse, and several of his men gave up trying to open the warehouse door and quickly caught up with him.

Since the other party is well prepared, let's set fire.

The wind is strong today, although the warehouses are built with fire prevention in mind, so they are not densely packed.

But when the wind is too strong, it is inevitable that other warehouses will be burned. Once this place becomes a sea of ​​fire, it will be much easier for them to escape.

Another thing is that he didn't want the supplies purchased with the Jin people's money to fall into the hands of the Song people.

In particular, through some of these supplies, it is possible to determine what kind of supplies the Jin Kingdom has been lacking recently, which is more of a military secret.

However, although Cui Xianyun reacted quickly, the team of imperial soldiers led by Kou Heiyi himself came even faster.

Kou Heiyi had been eyeing the dock for a long time, but he had not taken any action in order to cooperate with Yang Yuan's actions.

He found out which ferry supervisors at the dock had accepted bribes and provided convenience to the Jin people.

Even though Cui Xianyun's whereabouts were mysterious, he could not conceal which warehouse the Jin people's goods had entered.

Therefore, after the foreign fleet left, Kou Heiyi led his men into the dock, and he himself went straight to the warehouse.

Just as Cui Xianyun's men set fire to the piled goods, Kou Heiyi and the imperial soldiers rushed in.

There were not many people around Cui Xianyun, just four or five people guarding the cargo hold. How could they be a match for a group of ferocious imperial soldiers?

Especially considering Kou Heiyi's martial arts skills, Cui Xianyun, the "Mouke", was obviously no match for him.

The two fought for only a dozen rounds when Choi Hyun-yoon was already injured.

The two fires that had just been ignited were also extinguished by the imperial city soldiers.

Cui Xianyun led the two surviving subordinates, stood with their backs against the goods, and held knives.

Kou Heiyi slowly walked forward a few steps from among the imperial soldiers: "You have no way to escape, why don't you throw down your weapons and surrender?"

Cui Xianyun sneered and said nothing.

Kou Heiyi smiled and said, "Your country's 'Blood Pagoda' is very scary, but I wonder if you have heard of the 'Skin Peeling House' in our Song Dynasty, which is as famous as your country's 'Blood Pagoda'?"

The two people on Cui Xianyun's left and right immediately showed fear on their faces. They were obviously aware of the reputation of the "Skinning House".

The Skinning Unit was responsible for skinning alive a traitor who had sneaked into the Jin Kingdom and betrayed all nine Song spies on his line.

When the Jin people realized something was wrong and rushed into the traitor's room, he was not dead yet.

A human-shaped flesh and blood figure without skin and unclear facial features was screaming, staggering, and twisting at their feet. It was simply a nightmare.

Kou Heiyi suddenly mentioned the "skinning house", which made the two surviving Jin spies tremble in fear.

Cui Xianyun suddenly shouted: "In the battle of spies, you Song people are indeed better. But in the frontal battle, how many times have we, the Jin Kingdom, lost?"

After saying that, the knife in his hand flashed twice, and before the two men could react, Cui Xianyun chopped off their heads.

Kou Heiyi's eyes narrowed and he blurted out, "What a fast knife!"

Cui Xianyun laughed: "You like it? Give it to you!"

He raised his hand and threw the sword, which spun towards Kou Heiyi.

Kou Heiyi suddenly made a "iron bridge" move, raised his knife and fiddled with the rotating knife wheel.

The knife suddenly changed direction and whistled as it chopped down a large pillar in the warehouse.

After Cui Xianyun threw the knife, he immediately pounced on him.

The imperial guards had already pinned him down with their spears, and when they saw him preparing to attack, they thrust their spears forward without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, Cui Xianyun did not dodge. He threw the knife and rushed forward with his arms open.

Four long spears came towards him and pierced into his chest with a few "puff" sounds.

Blood flowed out quickly, dripping onto the ground along the tassel of the gun.

Kou Heiyi straightened his body and couldn't help but frown.

Cui Xianyun smiled at him triumphantly, then his head sank and his body fell limply to the ground.

The four imperial soldiers, who were still surprised, suddenly pulled out their guns, and the gun heads, which were more than a foot long, were pulled out of Cui Xianyun's body.

Cui Xianyun fell to the ground motionless, already dead.

He died, by suicide.

He was not sure whether he could survive the torture in the Song Dynasty's "Skinning Prison".

So, it’s safer to die.

When he died, his parents, wife, children, and all his family members were safe.

……

Xiaoshan, Huantan.

The car drove onto the cobblestone street and immediately slowed down.

There were two tycoons in Xiaoshan who ran silk businesses, one was named Nan and the other was named Tian.

Comparing the two businesses, Tian's is even more powerful.

The Tian family was not only engaged in business and farming, but also had children who became officials, so the family had a particularly strong foundation.

This is also the reason why Li Shishi chose the Nan family.

The stronger one is always more difficult to work with.

Even if they could cooperate, it would be difficult for her, a newcomer who had just come over, to get better conditions.

Nan Fengchi was about 40 years old, which was the age when a man had the most mature temperament but did not look old. He was indeed very good at maintaining himself, with a thin beard and clear features.

He was wearing a jade green wide robe with a round collar and a brocade belt tied neatly around his waist, with no visible belly at all.

He received the news just as Madam Li of Shifeng entered the town in her carriage, and had just arrived at the door to greet her.

The Nan family's mansion has three entrances and two courtyards in the front and back, more than ten east and west wing rooms, and carved beams and painted rafters everywhere. It is an extremely luxurious Jiangnan-style courtyard.

Although the Tian family had a stronger foundation than his, their house was built nearly a hundred years earlier than the Nan family's, so naturally it was not as spacious and magnificent as his.

However, as soon as you enter the hall of the Tian family's house, you will see two "Jinshi Plaques" that were hung up one after another several decades apart.

In this way, even if it was a thatched cottage with wind blowing in from all sides, it would be more secure than the Nan family's mansion.

This is also the reason why Nan Fengchi humbled himself and took the initiative to go out and greet Madam Li.

He didn't know any Madam Li. In his mind, not only was this Madam Li not in the same line of work as him, but she was also just a lucky upstart. He didn't take her seriously.

However, he didn't want to miss any opportunity that could make him stronger.

The Tian family is a large family with a profound heritage and lives in the same town as him, so naturally people will compare them.

Not only do the residents of the town often compare themselves with others, but he himself also feels the same way from time to time.

He wanted to surpass the Tian family, crush the Tian family, and become the only family in Huantan.

Huantan cannot have two big silk merchants, but Xiaoshan has only Nanfengchi!
The oil cleaning truck stopped in front of the Nan Mansion.

Nan Fengchi showed an impeccable smile on his face and greeted him warmly.

"Thank you for visiting me, Madam Li. My humble abode is honored. I am sorry for not welcoming you in person. I hope Madam Li will ..."

Chen Erniang lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and Master Li walked out.

As soon as Nan Fengchi came into view, it seemed as if the whole sky was brightened by the sunshine!
That feeling is like the moment when the sunlight, which had been blocked by layers of wind and rain, suddenly stops and the clouds disperse, revealing the sunshine.

That face, that figure, that style, those eyebrows...

She is radiant and elegant, yet graceful and charming, simply stunningly beautiful!

Even though Mr. Nan was used to seeing beautiful women, he couldn't help but be moved at this moment!

After a moment of confusion, he regained his composure and uttered the last two words softly: "Please forgive me!"

……

The current chief of Fanfang is also a Arab named Harbu.

When Wadiye and Pu Yama were around, he was like a mascot.

Whenever merchants in the wealthy area had large gatherings or banquets, old Harb would definitely be invited and would sit in the seat of honor.

But the respect for him ends there.

Now, Wadiye is going back to his country and Pu Yama is going to live in Quanzhou permanently, and old Harb is very happy.

He is old, his ambition has long been worn away, and he no longer has the desire to compete.

But who doesn’t want to have a higher status and have their words carry more weight?

However, he was only happy for most of the morning before two uninvited guests arrived.

The two guests, one fat and one thin, one tall and one short, were two people from the Song Dynasty.

They are all quite old, probably in their early forties.

But the traces of time are deeply imprinted on their faces.

"So, have you made up your mind, Chief?"

After Uncle Ji finished explaining his purpose, he smiled and said, "Someone in Fanfang is colluding with the Jin people to smuggle. Do you choose to wait for the government to send someone to deal with it, or do you choose to let the people in Fanfang clean up the mess themselves?"

Halb's face looked very ugly.

He believed that the two men were not lying and that something must have really happened to Wadiye and Pu Yama.

Otherwise, no matter what kind of trouble these two Song people wanted to stir up in Fanfang, as long as Wadiye and Pu Yama were safe, they could easily turn the tables.

Of course, he didn't want the Song Dynasty court to send someone to deal with it.

After the Song Dynasty court dealt with the remnants of Wadiye and Pu Yama, it would hold him accountable for his failure to supervise properly as the chief of the tribe.

He is already old and has lost his former vigor. Once he is stripped of his position as chief, he will become just like everyone else and will have no chance to make a comeback.

However, if we follow the request of these two Song people and let the Japanese, Koreans and Kunlun people organized by them start to liquidate the Arab merchants in the rich area...

Then, after a bloody storm, things will definitely change in Fanfang.

By then, his situation might not be as good as it is now, right?
After all, he is also a Arab, and Wadiye and Pu Yama will show him minimum respect.

"Is this matter so difficult to decide? Old Harb, have you made up your mind?"

Lao Gou became impatient. He frowned and a frightening murderous aura emerged from his originally mediocre face.

Harbu's heart trembled, and he turned his face away: "Three days, you can fight for a maximum of three days. After three days, the unrest in the town must end!"

Uncle Ji smiled and said, "It won't take that long!"

Harbu added: "You must not harm unrelated law-abiding merchants, nor invade their homes!"

Uncle Lao Gou rolled his eyes and said, "We are not robbers. Do you need me to tell you that?"

Harbu said: "If you can do these two things, then no matter how big the noise is, I will tell the government in the name of the chieftain that everything is normal here and the government does not need to worry about us."

"great!"

Uncle Ji smiled and said, "Then we can also guarantee that you, Harbu, will still be the head of Fanfang!"

After saying that, Uncle Ji and Uncle Gou stood up and walked out.

Behind them, Harb's worried voice came: "Close the door immediately and tell everyone in the house that no one is allowed to leave the house within three days!"

(End of this chapter)