Chapter 180 Who said he couldn’t tell the difference?
Chen Jing'an is really a talkative person who only remembers eating and not being beaten.
After finishing the business, Xu Minghui looked at his nonchalant smile and felt very upset. Before leaving, he solemnly reminded him: "When you go out, talk less."
Chen Jing'an blinked blankly, and Xu Yu added calmly, "Otherwise, you'll easily get beaten to death."
Chen Jingan: “…”
I told you guys with the surname Xu are not good people.
It’s the same stuff indeed!
Xu Minghui couldn't stay out for too long, so he strode out of the dilapidated temple, grabbed the reins and was about to leave.
Seeing this, Chen Jing'an chuckled and said lazily, "Second Young Master, I heard you're quite respectable in the gambling house. Even the old men who have worked there for years are overshadowed by you. This is a good thing to show off your power, but when the situation changes and things become unfair, it's inevitable that some people will harbor evil intentions and sharpen their knives behind your back."
"It's good to have dignity, but you also have to stay alive, otherwise everything will be in vain. What do you think?"
Chen Jing'an talks a lot of nonsense every day.
But his wrist is indeed strong enough.
Otherwise, Xu Yu would not be able to trust him with so many things. Since he said so, it could not be empty talk.
Xu Minghui narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Is it Uncle Gong?"
"I've already told you that Gong is no good."
Xu Yu interjected with a strange expression. After thinking carefully, he felt that Xu Minghui was not a good person either. After a moment of silence, he uttered four words: "Watch out for your father."
When Xu Minghui first entered the gambling house, Uncle Gong noticed the discord between father and son and openly helped Xu Minghui suppress it, so that Uncle Xu II had a very uncomfortable life under Xu Minghui.
But the situation is different now.
Although Xu Minghui is young, he is ruthless and merciless. He shows no mercy to his own father and is even more cold and ruthless to outsiders, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
The foundation that Uncle Gong had built up over the years was gradually undermined by him. Seeing that Xu Minghui had caught the eye of the gambling house owner and was being reused, his initial admiration for Xu Minghui turned into fear. Those who had once helped to suppress Xu Minghui were now likely to become weapons to hurt Xu Minghui.
The follow-up is unpredictable.
Xu Minghui is not a fool, and his eyes gradually became more serious.
Xu Yu raised his hand and tossed a small token into his hand, saying calmly, "Your actions can't be hidden from Gong, and those people who obey your orders may not be reliable."
"I have a few available people in the city. If you run into any trouble, you can go over and take a look."
Xu Minghui was a man who held a grudge. He gave Xu Yu an ambiguous look, tightened his lips, and said, "I understand."
"Chen Nianhe is not someone you can get along with easily. Be careful when you try to get something from a tiger."
Xu Yu nodded and didn't say anything.
Chen Jing'an looked at Xu Minghui's back as he rode away on his horse, his face full of regret.
"No, what good thing did I miss when I wasn't aware of it? Do you two actually care about each other now?"
Chen Jing'an looked as shocked as if he had seen a living ghost in broad daylight. He said with his eyes wide open, "I thought you two brothers would never reconcile in this lifetime. If I hear that you guys killed each other one day, I wouldn't be surprised."
"But what's going on now? Is there such brotherhood?"
Xu Yu was annoyed by his sudden mention of brotherhood and said unhappily, "It's not what you think."
Chen Jingan persisted, "Then how did you two become so fond of each other?"
Chen Jingan was scratching his head: "Brother, I'm really curious!"
"When we were in Kyoto, weren't you eager to draw your swords and chop each other down?!"
"There was no swordplay, nor was it the life-and-death struggle you imagine."
He and Xu Minghui had indeed disliked each other for many years, but that was their own family matter behind closed doors.
They united against the outside world and then closed the door and fought, and no one else could say a word about whether they lived or died.
Xu Yu looked at Chen Jing'an with an indescribable expression and said coldly, "Also, what does this have to do with you?"
"Are you a gossip?"
Chen Jingan was about to chase after him and ask more questions, but was interrupted by Xu Yu's cold voice: "Chen Nianhe probably thought that he was promoted because he took control of the Northwest Camp. Now he doesn't think so."
"He sat on a frying pan without realizing it, with a sharp knife hanging over his head, threatening to fall at any moment. This couldn't be a coincidence. Chen Nianhe won't be content with this and will definitely investigate, but he won't tell me what he finds."
In other words, even if Chen Nianhe said it, it would definitely be a mixture of truth and lies.
This man and Xu Yu are real enemies.
Chen Jingan smiled faintly: "I understand."
"After all, he is a general who holds military power. The connections he can mobilize are much stronger than ours. We should quietly follow Chen Nianhe and follow the clues to find the real cause."
The hook was cast and the fish bit.
They don't have to do much now. As long as they follow Chen Nianhe, they will definitely gain unexpected rewards.
They often do this kind of thing.
Xu Yu gave a teachable smile, brushed off the grass debris on his clothes and pretended to leave.
Chen Jing'an leaned against a pillar with his arms folded and asked, "Those people in the county town were arranged with great difficulty. You just told Xu Minghui like this. Aren't you afraid that he will use this to cause trouble?"
Xu Yu: "He won't."
It can be said that Xu Yu took advantage of Sang Zhixia.
Sang Zhixia's life-saving grace to Aunt Xu was something Xu Minghui had to take into account. With this life at stake, Xu Minghui would not stop scolding him after closing the door, but he would never want to kill Sang Zhixia's man.
Xu Yu didn't want to say more, and Chen Jing'an was too lazy to ask.
Chen Jingan waved his hand and said, "Then do as you say."
"I'm planning to open a grain store in the county town. Will you come to set off firecrackers on the opening day?"
"No."
Chen Jing'an looked dissatisfied: "My Lord, you asked me to open this shop, and you don't care about anything?"
"If you're unsure, you can go find Xu Minghui."
When Xu Yu thought of Xu Minghui's business in the county over the past year, a hint of amusement in his eyes inexplicably appeared.
"Second Aunt is the daughter of a wealthy merchant family. Xu Minghui has probably inherited her talent for business. He might surprise you with something he can do to make money."
Chen Jingan curled her lips: "What about you? What are you busy with in the village?"
"Dig the ground."
Xu Yu answered confidently: "If I don't open up the wasteland and dig the land to sow seeds, where will you get the food to sell?"
"Let's go home and look after the rice."
Xu Yu rode away. Chen Jing'an was stunned for a long time and then jumped up and down on the spot: "Are you kidding me?!"
"Can you tell the difference between a hoe and a sickle?!"
Xu Yu listened to the roar coming from behind him and clicked his tongue indifferently. Thinking of the petite figure in the fields, a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.
Who said he couldn't tell the difference?
Xu Yu returned home in the twilight. The sound of him pushing the door startled the old lady sitting in the yard. She trembled violently. When she saw that it was Xu Yu, her eyes shrank silently, as if she had been greatly frightened.
The haze of the past seemed to have dissipated temporarily, as if nothing had ever happened.
But for the old lady, the torture from fear had just begun.
The old man doesn't have to do anything. Just seeing the old man being safe and sound every day can make the old lady suffer from the slightest fear.
Pulling meat with a blunt knife is the most tiring.
Xu Yu lowered his eyes, concealing the sneer in his eyes, and bowed his head respectfully, "Grandmother."
The old lady's face was pale and she stammered a few times, her tone stiff: "Are you back?"
"yes."
"If grandma has nothing to do, I'll go back to the house first."
The old lady nodded stiffly. Xu Yu put away the things he brought back one by one, walked around the house, but didn't see the person he was looking for.
Where are the people from Sangzhixia?
Xu Yu washed off the dust on his body, changed his clothes, and walked back to the yard. The old lady had already returned to the house in panic.
Brother Huo, who happened to be passing by the door, saw him and said with a smile, "Hey, Xu Yu, you're back?"
Xu Yu nodded and called someone.
Third Brother Huo smiled and said, "Are you going to the wine cellar?"
"Come on, come on, let me go with you to the place where you want to dig a wine cellar and take a look."
wine cellar?
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