"boom"!

Meng Shaoyuan screamed miserably and fell to the ground.

"not good!"

Xiaozhong jumped on Meng Shaoyuan without hesitation.

Almost instantly, Sophia quickly took out two guns and threw one to Alison.

"Bang bang"!

The two fired two shots at the place where the gunshots were fired.

Immediately, everything became silent.

"gone."

Meng Shaoyuan's voice came: "Xiao Zhong, get up, you are almost crushing me to death."

Only then did Xiao Zhong get up: "Sir, how are you? Where are you injured?"

"I'm fine."

Meng Shaoyuan got up with a grunt,

"fine?"

Xiaozhong was still worried, so he checked up and down, left and right, and found that the officer had no scratches at all.

"Are you pretending?" Sofia also noticed.

"Damn it, if I don't pretend, the killer will definitely not give up." Although Meng Shao said this, he was still worried that the killer had not left. He squatted there and carefully looked around: "We can be sure of a few things. As soon as we enter

Changsha was being targeted. Secondly, He Xiuming's death may not be as simple as we thought, otherwise, the other party would not want to kill me and silence me. They were afraid that if I continued to investigate, something would be discovered.

Then, this killer is definitely not a professional, but he is definitely here in person, or a close associate sent by someone. He will not reveal the secret, but his shooting skills are so bad that the bullet is so far away from me."

Sophia looked at him blankly.

This man had just been assassinated and almost beaten to death, but he came up with these things in such a short period of time.

Also in He Xiuming's bedroom, he was the first to discover fingernail marks and then find the letter.

This man is really capable.

“Changsha is really interesting.”

Meng Shaoyuan murmured.

He thought there for a moment: "The news spread and I was attacked. My chest... no, I was shot in my right rib..."

"Okay, do you want to go to the hospital and act more realistically?" In Xiao Zhong's opinion, this was a rumor deliberately spread by the superior for fear of being assassinated again.

"Are you stupid?" Meng Shaoyuan glared: "Changsha is not our territory. If we go to the hospital, it will be exposed soon... I have to think of a place. Changju can't go... By the way, go to my father-in-law.

There!"

No one knows what plans Meng Shaoyuan has in mind at this time...

…

Zhu Ruichuan and Wei Qiaoying never dreamed that their son-in-law would fall from the sky!

Zhu Ruichuan gained a lot from that trip to Shanghai. His son-in-law gave him a large sum of money. As soon as he returned to Changsha, Zhu Ruichuan became trembling.

The old house where he lived was sold. Zhu Ruichuan used the 100,000 yuan gift from his son-in-law to buy a courtyard with two entrances and two exits. There was also a spacious courtyard.

The fire in Changsha was probably caused by the ancestors of the Zhu family who were there to protect it, and the whole house next door was burned down. However, the original owner of this courtyard took excellent fire prevention measures, and only a small part of it was burned down.

It can be considered a miracle.

Zhu Ruichuan really felt that his fortune had turned around.

Well, although my son-in-law is not from a well-known family... Until now, he, a "casual man from Tancheng", still doesn't know that Meng Baifeng's background is much older than him... But after all, his son-in-law is in the public family, he is rich, and he has many plans.

He is generous and treats his father-in-law well. He is reluctant to betroth his daughter to him.

When will I see my son-in-law again, I will have to find a way to find a job for my two sons. It is best to be able to eat from the public family. If not, I will ask him to come up with a sum of money to let my two sons do business.

go.

That will definitely make you rich.

Think about it, with the support of the military commander, this money is just like picking it up from the ground?

"Dad, Dad." His youngest son Zhu Ciyi ran in from outside.

"How can you be decent? How can you be decent?" Zhu Ruichuan was very dissatisfied: "After all, you are also my son, Zhu Ruichuan. Why do you do things in a hurry? No, you hire two servants at all times. I live in such a big yard and have no servants.

How do you become a man? I just gave out some money recently, but I haven't taken it back yet. The money is a bit out of hand. Well, when will I send a telegram to Shanghai and ask my son-in-law to send me some more money? Tell me, what's the matter? "

"Song Zhongcheng is here."

The Song Zhongcheng he was talking about was the "Chu Shi Gong" whom Zhu Ruichuan and Meng Shaoyuan boasted about when they were in Shanghai. He was the associate postal minister of the Qing Dynasty. His real name was Song Xisong and his personal nickname was "Chu Shi Gong".

In the past, if he heard that Song Xisong was coming, Zhu Ruichuan would have rushed to the door to greet him personally. That would be a great honor to Zhu Ruichuan.

But when he heard it today, Zhu Ruichuan just said "Oh" lightly: "His son is helping the Japanese. He is a family member of a traitor. Don't hang out with him in the future."

"But, Dad, didn't you always visit him every year and festival?"

"You bastard, his son has never been a traitor before!" Zhu Ruichuan was very unhappy: "Boss, boss, come out here and don't stay in the house all day."

His eldest son Zhu Cizhong didn't know what happened and walked out of the house in a panic.

Zhu Ruichuan's face darkened: "You two, please listen to me. One of your names is 'loyalty' and the other is 'yi'. This is to ensure that you have both loyalty and righteousness. You must not become a traitor and ruin my Zhu family."

Feng... Furthermore, your brother-in-law works for the government and is a high-ranking official in this military command. You must not lose his face!"

"I know, dad. But what about Song Zhongcheng?"

"Forget it, we got to know each other at least. I heard that his house was burned down this time, so he must have come to ask me to borrow money. Go and invite him in."

After a while, Song Xisong walked in tremblingly with the help of a servant.

As soon as they met, they said: "Brother Xiancong, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Zhu Ruichuan snorted coldly. When did he, Song Xisong, call him "brother"? When they met often, they just called him "Xiancong".

Look, look, the house has been burned down, but there are still servants left.

Zhu Ruichuan stood up: "Oh, it's Song Zhongcheng. Please sit down and watch the tea. It's good tea!"

"Brother Xiancong, this is a little thought I brought to my family. My brother must not dislike it."

The servant immediately brought some snacks.

"Song Zhongcheng is too polite!"

Zhu Ruichuan didn't even look at it: "You come to me in person at such an old age. You must have something important to discuss, right?"

"What else do I have to do now? Hey, there was a fire in Changsha, and my family suffered a disaster." Song Xisong wiped the corners of his eyes: "Everything was burned, and four people died. Right now, there is really nothing we can do.

, I can’t live any longer, so I can only be shameless and ask my brother Xiancong for help, otherwise, the whole family will starve to death.”

“Doesn’t the government have a soup kitchen?”

"That's porridge that can make people's faces shine through." Song Xisong shook his head repeatedly: "It's also mixed with sand and gravel, which is really unpalatable. I'm old and can't eat these anymore."

How long has it been since you were still picky?

Zhu Ruichuan said "Eh": "That's easy to handle. Aren't you doing things for the Japanese? Song Zhongcheng only needs a telegram and the difficulty can be solved quickly. How can any son not help me?"

Song Xisong's old face turned red: "It's okay if you don't mention that bitch of mine. My brother Xian Cong, I hope you can help me."

"Song Zhongcheng, let me tell you the truth." Zhu Ruichuan said calmly: "Although my life is not rich, I can still come up with some money, but I really can't lend it to you."

"Why?"

"My son-in-law, he is working for the government." Zhu Ruichuan was so proud when he said something: "That is a high official, roughly equivalent to the governor in the Qing Dynasty, maybe a governor. He is doing it for

Working for the imperial court is a very important job. As his father-in-law, I am determined to protect his reputation. If word gets out in the future that I, Zhu Ruichuan, actually lent money to the traitor's family, I am afraid that not only my

If a good son-in-law cannot live up to his reputation, the court will also be angry."

"you you!"

Zhu Ruichuan called him a "traitor", and Song Xisong couldn't bear it: "Zhu Ruichuan, you are a villain! When you came to my house, you were like a dog. How dare you talk to me like this today!"

"Song Xisong!" Zhu Ruichuan also slapped the stone table: "Don't be shameless to you. It's the Republic of China now. Do you really think that you are still the associate minister? Bah! If it weren't for the past friendship, I would have taken my

For your son-in-law’s film, go directly to the Changsha Security Headquarters. You old guy, I have to be charged with being a collaborator!”

Song Xisong was so angry that he just rolled his eyes.

"Come, see the guests off. Ah, wait." Zhu Ruichuan sneered: "Song Zhongcheng came with a gift, we can't let him leave empty-handed. Come, bring my bowl and reward Song Zhongcheng. This one

This bowl was given to me by my son-in-law when he was in Shanghai. Compared with your broken chopsticks and broken tea leaves, I don’t know how many times better it is!"

…

Song Xisong almost died of anger here.

Zhu Ruichuan was very proud. The bad breath he had been having for so many years was finally gone. He was so happy that he couldn't help but sing a song.

When I was singing in high spirits, I suddenly thought of business and called my son Zhu Ciyi over: "When I was in Shanghai, I promised my virtuous son-in-law that I would help him recruit an elite army in Changsha. How did this go?"

"We are doing it, father, but we don't have enough money."

"This is an important matter. It doesn't matter. I'll go to Shanghai in person again." Zhu Ruichuan didn't care: "He paid for it, and I gave him one hundred thousand elite soldiers. From this deal, he still made a profit."

Someone knocked on the door outside, the sound was very urgent.

Zhu Ruichuan frowned: "Go and see who it is."

After a while, Zhu Ciyi stumbled in again, completely forgetting his father's instructions just now: "Dad, dad, guess who is here?"

"Who? Worthy of you being so confused?"

"Our brother-in-law, our brother-in-law is here."
Chapter completed!