Chapter 365: Sang Dongjia, Curiosity Kills More Than Just Cats
Sang Zhixia didn't want to beat around the bush, so she chose to get straight to the point.
Shen Anzhu was not surprised that the Sun family's past would be dug up, but he was surprised by Sang Zhixia's sharp words.
In the silence for a while, countless random thoughts flashed through Shen Anzhu's mind. After taking a deep breath, he forced a smile and said in a deep voice: "What do you know?"
"What don't you want me to know?"
Sang Zhixia thought about how this person had tricked her with fake deeds, and sneered angrily, "Are those fake deeds imitating antiques, or are you selling all the Sun family's land?"
"Or maybe you're the bandit leader on Mount Qingcheng, and you even wiped the soles of your shoes clean before entering?"
Every time Sang Zhixia said something, Shen Anzhu's expression became uglier, and finally the smile on his face disappeared completely.
Chen Anzhu stared at Sang Zhixia without saying a word.
Sang Zhixia said subtly, "Or maybe I don't know enough?"
"you……"
"Miss Sun."
Sang Zhixia interrupted Shen Anzhu with a half-smile, saying playfully, "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself."
"When you chose to step through this door today, weren't you already fully prepared?"
The affairs of the Sun family are not a secret, and one can find out the general idea if one is willing.
But in addition to what everyone knows, Xu Yu also found out some very interesting things.
For example, the most likely cause of the Sun family's annihilation was not an imaginary enemy, but a group of robbers disguised as officials.
For example, before the Sun family was wiped out, they had close ties with Kyoto. Although they were merchants, they had a mysterious backer and dominated Shu.
More than ten years ago, who was the Sun family's backer in Kyoto?
Why were they brutally exterminated by the government?
Every little bit is suspicious and cannot withstand close scrutiny.
It's just that after so many years, when I look back and examine it carefully, I find that I'm missing some key points. If I could get help from someone in the know, things would be much simpler.
Shen Anzhu must know something.
What she might know happened to be something that Xu Yu was very interested in.
Sang Zhixia ignored Chen Anzhu's unpredictable expression and continued to speak to herself, "The harsh salt tax in Shu has been in place for a long time, and countless people have died or been injured as a result. But before you showed up, the hot oil was trapped under the pot lid, and we could barely be considered safe."
"How did you stir up the chaos in Shu? Was it really just relying on those old, weak, and sick people you recruited on Mount Qingcheng?"
"Those people can't even lie, how could they be so capable? Or are they relying on the notoriety you've spread about them, scaring people off with just the rumors and the ruthlessness they've spread, to keep them from investigating?"
There are indeed so-called salt bandits on Qingcheng Mountain.
But this salt bandit is not the salt bandit as rumored at all.
Song Liu managed to sneak into Qingcheng Mountain to investigate. The total number of people on the mountain was no more than 3,000, with very few young and strong people. Most of them were the elderly, the weak, women and children.
In other words, Chen Anzhu gathered such a group of people from nowhere, took advantage of the dangerous terrain of Qingcheng Mountain to set a trap, seized the opportunity and gave the Shu officers and soldiers who were encircling them a warning.
However, when it comes to true strength...
Sang Zhixia was in mixed emotions: this group of people could hardly even get enough to eat, and they didn’t have any impressive strength at all.
The reason why he was able to quickly gain a reputation as a salt bandit in Shu was all due to the rumors spread by Chen Anzhu.
Spread evil through rumors.
A real paper tiger.
Shen Anzhu came here today and had indeed made corresponding preparations.
But what Sang Zhixia knew was far beyond her imagination.
Chen Anzhu looked at Sang Zhixia with a bad expression, and said word by word: "Who are you?"
"What are you doing in Shu?"
Sang Zhixia held her chin with one hand and smiled playfully: "Who I am, does it matter?"
"you……"
"Miss Sun, I think you should understand one thing."
Sang Zhixia stared motionlessly at Shen Anzhu, who had his hand behind his waist, and said subtly, "I dared to let you in today, not because I was afraid that you would take action."
"If you make a move, you won't be able to get out, and you won't be the only one implicated."
"With so many people's lives at Qingcheng Mountain at stake, you must think carefully before you act."
Sang Zhixia couldn't figure out Shen Anzhu's strength, and didn't know whether he could defeat him alone.
But here, under Sang Zhixia's control, she has nothing to fear.
Shen Anzhu's hand on the lower back suddenly stopped, and his eyes on Sang Zhixia's face were full of complexity.
"I was being unkind about the fake title deed, but even though it's fake, the farmland I promised you is real. As long as you..."
"You don't think I can give up something I spent money on just because of a fake deed, do you?"
Sang Zhixia said jokingly, "What are you thinking about?"
So what if the title deed is fake?
As long as you spend enough money, the fake can become real.
The people of the Sun family were so dead that their bones turned into ashes. Could they really jump up and compete with her?
"So what else do you want?"
"Hasn't I made it clear enough?"
Sang Zhixia said with a smile: "Of course I want more."
Sang Zhixia tapped her fingers on the table, motioning for Shen Anzhu to sit down. "Miss Sun came here alone today, so I guess she's not in a hurry to go back. Why are you so anxious? Why don't you sit down and talk?"
Shen Anzhu didn't want to sit at all.
When I came here, I just thought of it as a business deal, nothing serious.
But Sang Zhixia took the initiative as soon as she entered the room, and every word she said was aggressive and refusing to give in. In just a few words, Shen Anzhu was forced into a dilemma.
Once you fall into a passive position first, it will be extremely difficult to make a comeback.
At this point, Shen Anzhu no longer had the final say on whether to advance or retreat.
Seeing Chen Anzhu sitting down with a gloomy face, Sang Zhixia calmly let go of her hands on her knees, wiped the sweat from her palms, picked up the teapot and slowly poured tea.
"Miss Sun, you..."
"If possible, I would prefer you to call me Shen Anzhu."
Shen Anzhu said expressionlessly: "The Sun family is long gone, and there is no so-called Miss Sun in the world."
Sang Zhixia handed the teacup, which was seven-tenths full, to Shen Anzhu and said, "Miss Shen."
"Would you mind telling me why you provoked the salt rebellion and decided to go up the mountain and become a bandit?"
There is no hatred without reason in the world, everything has a reason.
Chen Anzhu committed the serious crime of confiscating property and exterminating the entire clan. He walked on the edge of a knife at every step. If it was not for the purpose of seizing power, then it could only be for hatred.
What is the truth behind the Sun family’s massacre more than ten years ago?
A thick gloom hung between Chen Anzhu's eyebrows and eyes, and he stared at Sang Zhixia's face with a sharp gaze. "In the early years, all the old friends of the Sun family fled because of the Sun family's misfortune, fearing that even the slightest contact would bring about death. Why do you care so much about the past?"
"What's your purpose?"
"Maybe I'm just curious?"
Sang Zhixia smiled as Shen Anzhu's sneer grew more and more intense. "The past is hard to resist the curiosity of the tongue. Now that I'm asking, is there anything you wouldn't say?"
"curious?"
Shen Anzhu snorted mockingly and said subtly, "Mr. Sang, curiosity isn't the only thing that kills cats."
"That's not always the case."
Sang Zhixia took a sip of the teacup with a good temper, and smiled gently: "I am sure I can survive."
"I won't die, can you tell me that?"
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