Chapter 640 He hosted a Hongmen Banquet, but we went to a place where people were being tortured to death.
Chen Jing was startled and turned around abruptly.
I saw a person standing in the shadow of the house.
The moonlight shone in from the doorway, just enough to illuminate half of his face, while the other half was hidden in darkness.
"It's you?!" Chen Jing's pupils shrank into a dot, and he was filled with shock and anger. "You don't have the Chinese medicine? Where are my people?"
He subconsciously took a step back, his heel hitting the door sill.
After a brief moment of shock, the arrogance that had been cultivated by habit prevailed again.
"You're so brave!"
He shouted in a timid tone, "Do you know who I am? My father is Chen Taimo, the prefect of Jinguan City! If you dare to touch a hair on my head, my father will make sure you die without a burial place!"
"Prefect?"
Gu Junze walked out from the shadows.
He walked slowly and his footsteps were light, but every step seemed to be stepping on Chen Jing's heart.
"I have killed more princes than you have ever seen."
This sentence is very plain, as if it is talking about a very ordinary thing.
But to Chen Jing's ears, it sounded no less than a bolt of thunder.
He was completely panicked.
He saw something in the man's eyes that he had never seen before.
It is not anger, nor hatred, but the most extreme contempt for power and the most complete indifference to life.
It was as if his identity as the prefect's son, which he was proud of, was not even worth a fart in his eyes.
run!
The idea grew wildly in his mind like wild weeds.
He turned around and rushed into the yard, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead and were too weak to move.
A dark shadow flashed by.
Gu Junze was already standing in front of him.
He didn't touch Chen Jing, but just looked at him calmly.
"You should never, ever, ever set your sights on her."
Chen Jing only felt an indescribable, heart-wrenching pain in his lower abdomen.
The pain instantly ran through his whole body, and what he saw was the man's cold, almost cruel eyes.
"ah--!"
A scream broke the silence of the forest.
The whole person curled up on the ground like a cooked shrimp, twitching violently.
Gu Junze destroyed the most fundamental thing about him as a man.
For someone like Chen Jing, this is a hundred times more painful than killing him with a knife.
In the following days, the Weaver Girl Competition went exceptionally smoothly.
Without the harassment of the ruffians, Jinxiu Pavilion also died down, and the square in the south of the city became the most lively place in Jinguan City.
Every day new patterns and techniques are presented to the public, drawing bursts of admiration.
Chu Ruohan sits on the judges' panel every day, looking focused and meticulous.
Gu Junze was still like a shadow, not saying much, not talking much, only fanning her when she needed it...
Everything went as they expected.
And inside the prefectural yamen, Chen Taimo was also waiting.
He was like a most patient hunter, quietly waiting for the fruit tree planted by Chu Ruohan and others to bear the most abundant fruits.
By then, he would only have to reach out and take all the results for himself.
That afternoon, the housekeeper hurried into the study with a look of embarrassment on his face.
"Sir, the young master hasn't returned home for three days."
Chen Taimo was holding a teacup. He didn't even raise his eyebrows when he heard the words, but just skimmed the tea foam.
"That bastard, he's probably in some trance again, never wanting to leave. Don't worry about him."
The butler opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but seeing Chen Taimo's impatient look, he had no choice but to bow and retreat.
But five days later, there was still no news from Chen Jing.
Now, Chen Taimo could no longer sit still.
Although his son was a bastard, he would never disappear for seven or eight days in a row.
"Useless!" Chen Taimo kicked the butler, the leisure in his eyes replaced by anxiety. "It took you so long to report! Why don't you send someone to look for him! Turn every place he frequents in the city upside down!"
The yamen runners came out in full force and searched every restaurant and tavern in Jinguan City, but they couldn't find even a hair of Chen Jing.
An ominous premonition began to spread in Chen Taimo's heart.
Until a yamen runner who was sent to question the servant around Chen Jing brought back a piece of news.
"Sir..." The bailiff knelt on the ground and replied tremblingly, "I heard that before the young master disappeared, he met Lin Wanjin once."
"Lin Wanjin?" Chen Taimo's eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Yes, it was Shopkeeper Lin who told you that a foreign merchant had come to town, and that his wife... was incredibly beautiful. After hearing that, you became interested."
The bailiff's voice became smaller and smaller, and his head was lowered lower and lower.
The air in the study seemed to freeze in an instant.
There was a buzzing sound in Chen Taimo's head, as if something exploded.
A businessman from another place, his wife who is as beautiful as a fairy, and his son who is blinded by lust.
All the clues were connected at this moment.
He remembered the fear that flashed in Lin Wanjin's eyes when he came to cry and mentioned that man.
"Idiot! Idiot!"
Chen Taimo suddenly waved his hand and swept his favorite purple clay tea set on the table to the ground.
“Snap!”
"I warned him long ago that the foreign businessman was a tough nut to crack. He was told not to mess with him! This evil creature, blinded by women!"
He was not angry at his son for causing trouble, but he was angry at him for provoking someone he shouldn't have and ruining his big plan!
But more than that, there was a cold, bone-chilling panic and anger.
He only has this one son!
Chen Taimo's eyes were red, and the muscles on his face were twisted by extreme anger, like a beast whose reverse scales were touched.
"Good, what a good foreign businessman!" He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
"Dare to touch my son, Chen Taimo. I don't care if you are a dragon or a tiger. I will grind you to dust and scatter your bones to ashes, and let your entire family, young and old, be buried with him!"
In the evening, when Gu Junze and Chu Ruohan returned to the villa, they found a luxurious carriage parked quietly at the door.
A middle-aged man who looked like a butler stood next to the car.
When he saw the two men approaching, he immediately came forward and bowed deeply to them.
"Master Chu, Madam Chu."
"My master, Prefect Chen, invites you two to come over tonight for a chat."
As he spoke, he took out an invitation from his sleeve and presented it with both hands.
"My Lord said that the Weaving Girl Competition is a grand event in Jinguan City. As a senior official, he should discuss the follow-up matters with the two of you to commend your achievements."
The neighbors around watched from afar, whispering to each other, with fear on their faces.
To them, the prefectural yamen's carriage was a symbol of divine power.
Chu Ruohan took the invitation without any surprise on her face, but instead showed a very faint smile.
"Thank you."
Her voice was clear, as if she didn't hear the hidden meaning in her words.
"Please wait for a moment, butler. We will change our clothes and leave immediately."
The butler bowed again and stepped aside, his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, like an emotionless stone sculpture.
The two walked into the courtyard side by side, and the wooden door behind them closed with a creak, blocking out the view from outside.
Chu Ruohan casually placed the invitation on the stone table, looked up at Gu Junze, her eyes surprisingly bright.
"It seems our fish has taken the bait."
Gu Junze's eyes fell on her smiling face, and he reached out to tidy up a strand of her hair that was messed up by the evening breeze.
"He set up a Hongmen Banquet." The smile on Chu Ruohan's lips deepened.
"What we are going to is a place where people are killed." Gu Junze continued her words.
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