"Jingle Bell……"

The wind chimes made a sweet sound as the carriage rocked.

Zhang Chu was sitting in the carriage, still thinking about the banquet just now.

What a coincidence that we met today.

It was such a coincidence that he even doubted whether this was specially arranged by Nie Yutang.

But this is fine.

This is better than him arranging a coincidence to deliberately meet Nie Yutang.

But any deliberately arranged coincidence will have its traces.

Don't say anything else.

It is difficult to explain clearly that he is the gang leader in the west of the city, but he went to the south city.

Although he is no longer planning to use Nie Yutang to open the night curfew, but there is no harm in having more contacts with this second-generation official. Maybe a word from him will be of great help to him at some point.

There is also Wu Qianyuan. Although Zhang Chu has not figured out until now whether he is a direct descendant of the Wu family or a branch, but since he can have a close relationship with Nie Yutang, his status in the Wu family will not be any lower.

For a truly wealthy family like Wushi, a little bit of leftover soup leaking out from between his fingers would be enough to eat him to death!

And with Nie Yutang in the middle, if he continues to associate with Wu Qianyuan, he won't be so conspicuous...

Zhang Chu thought for a long time and suddenly sighed: "Water from afar cannot quench the thirst of the nearer!"

Nie Yutang and Wu Qianyuan may be able to bring him benefits, but it may take a long time.

But his financial crisis is right in front of him.

…

The carriage stopped.

Zhang Chu walked out of the carriage and saw Zhiqiu and Xia Tao standing in front of the door, looking at him with smiles like flowers, and his heart couldn't help but feel warm.

"Master, you're back!"

Zhiqiu called softly and skillfully.

Zhang Chu jumped down, walked up and said with a smile: "Is the family cooking?"

Zhiqiu nodded lightly: "Mom is in the kitchen, she said she was making mung bean soup tonight."

The corners of Zhang Chu's eyes twitched, and he instinctively turned around.

Da Xiong sensed his gaze, his body trembled, and he laughed dryly and said: "Well, I just remembered that there are still a few disciples in Xuanwu Hall who haven't received their badges yet. It's still early, so I'll go down to Qinglong."

Don…”

The more he spoke, the quieter his voice became.

"hehe."

Zhang Chu smiled dryly and said: "Don't go to such trouble, just send someone to invite the mules to come over and drink mung bean soup together, and just bring the waist badges of the disciples along the way."

Daxiong sensed that his elder brother's gaze had become a little dangerous, so he could only smile and nodded in agreement.

Zhiqiu covered her mouth and snickered.

Xia Tao approached him suspiciously, twitching her nose and sniffing around him like a puppy: "Sir, why do you smell so good? Did you also apply your sister's rouge?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Chu suddenly panicked for some reason, and instinctively looked up at Zhiqiu.

Zhiqiu still stood in front of the door with a smile and looked at him.

Zhang Chu's anxious heart just calmed down. He put a finger on Xia Tao's forehead and said disgustedly: "Nonsense, there is no such thing as fragrant. Look at yourself, your face is getting rounder and rounder.

Not as pretty as your sister."

"Have it?"

Xia Tao pinched her cheek in confusion, "It's not round!"

"I said yes!"

Zhang Chu randomly changed the subject, then waved to the Xuanwu Hall brothers outside the door and said: "Enter the house, each person will have a bowl of mung bean soup in the evening. Anyone who refuses to drink it will not give face to your Mr. Chu!"

The faces of the Xuanwu Hall brothers who had just been watching Big Bear gloating about his misfortune suddenly fell.

Big Bear: "Oh hehe..."

…

Time passed quickly as Zhang Chu was tempering one finger after another.

In the blink of an eye, he finished tempering the palm of his left hand and began to temper the first arm bone of his left arm.

And the time has also entered mid-April.

Whether it was because the weather was getting hot or people were getting impetuous, a new big problem within the Silian Gang slowly emerged in front of Zhang Chu's eyes.

That is the more than 1,200 "Yi" generation disciples who have recently joined the Silian Gang. They want credit and they want to be in a position.

However, the development of the Silian Gang in the west of the city has reached its peak.

There are no enemy gangs for the Four Alliance Gang to attack.

There is no big business for them to grab.

All the positions at the entrance of the four halls have already been divided up by the old people of the "Ren" generation.

Any group without room for improvement is an unhealthy group.

But as Zhang Chu, the leader of the Four Alliance Gang, he knew very well that this was definitely not a good time to continue to expand.

This is the source of the problem.

For one day or two, those disciples of the "righteous" generation who wanted to take credit and get a higher position were still able to hold back their temper.

Within a month or two, some people began to test the edges of outward expansion.

The Silian Gang, which had only been stable for a short time, slowly turned into a volcano about to erupt.

Even the king cannot change the will of the people.

…

April thirteenth.

The Blood Shadow Guard sent a piece of information to Zhang Chu.

After Zhang Chu read through it, he immediately sent someone to summon the four hall masters.

Not long after, the four hall masters gathered in Zhang's living room.

"Everyone, look at this thing!"

Zhang Chu sat in the hall and handed the document in his hand to the big pillar beside him.

Dazhuer brought the document to Li Gouzi with both hands. Li Gouzi glanced at it and did not accept it.

"Gang leader, you know me, right? It recognizes me, but I don't recognize it."

He spoke confidently and was not at all ashamed of being illiterate.

Zhang Chu glanced at him and frowned as he glanced at the other three people.

Only a mule's eyes observe his nose, and his nose observes his heart, which is as stable as Mount Tai.

Both Da Xiong and Zhang Meng had a bit of embarrassment on their faces.

"very good!"

Zhang Chu held the seat and adjusted to a comfortable sitting position.

"Starting from tomorrow, all the eldest brothers above Xiangzhu level in my Silian Gang must be able to read and write. Those who are illiterate will be given three months to learn from their husbands. After three months, a

One came to read in front of me.

When the time comes, I will choose an article of 100 words for them. Those who can read less than 60 words, no matter which gang member he is, or how much great achievements he has made for the Silian Gang in the past, all of them will

Fight until the end and work together with the disciples of the Yi generation."

When the three illiterate men in the hall heard this, they couldn't help but have a bad premonition in their hearts.

"As for you three!"

Zhang Chu's eyes fell on Li Gouzi, "Starting from tomorrow, let's learn to read with Xiaohei and the others. We will learn thirty characters a day, one less... Well, you are all hall masters now, and so am I.

I won’t punish you, so as not to make you lose face, just drink the mung bean soup made by my mother. You know my mother’s craftsmanship, and it is guaranteed to be delicious!”

Li Gouzi and Daxiong suddenly changed their colors when they heard this.

Only Zhang Meng, who had come to Zhang Mansion the least, was confused. What? So good? Even if you haven’t done well, you still have mung bean soup to drink?

"I didn't say anything, I will definitely study hard!"

Li Gouzi stood up and beat his chest loudly.

"Yes, yes, yes, thirty words, I will definitely learn them all even if I don't sleep!"

The big bear also nodded like a fool.

"hehe!"

Zhang Chu sneered and raised his chin towards Dazhuer: "Read it!"

Dazhuer looked at Zhang Chu with sweating profusely, and said stumblingly: "Gang, Gang Leader, I, I can't read either."
Chapter completed!