After arranging Hong Daokun and others in a quiet room, Jiang Anyi first asked Yu Qingle carefully in the backyard. One thing is clear. Hong Daokun obviously came from a trap, otherwise how could he have 14,000 taels of silver on him? He just didn't know who was behind him and what was the purpose?

Jiang Anyi took out 15,000 taels of silver notes from the store and paid Hong Daokun 14,000 taels on the spot to exchange for the IOU. He threw the remaining 1,000 taels on the table. Jiang Anyi smiled and said, "There is still 1,000 taels of silver here. Who can tell me the whole story? This money is his."

Everyone's eyes showed greed. One thousand taels of silver were a large sum for them. Although Hong Daokun held a huge sum of 14,000 taels of money in his hand, it was all someone else's. This errand ran only cost 200 taels of silver.

There are so many people who talk, no one will make a leader. Looking at the figures of these people leaving one after another, Jiang Anyi told Yu Qingle to wait in the shop, and not to speak out, and quietly took them to Qingxiangyuan Teahouse not far away, where Jiang Anyi would wait.

Half an hour later, Yu Qingle brought a young man named Chang and revealed that Hong Daokun had been entrusted by the manager of Duke Wen's mansion and led Yu Qingle to take the bait, saying that Duke Shao had paid 7,000 taels of silver in a perfume shop and wanted to take it back twice as much as possible, so as to teach Jiang Anyi a lesson.

As expected, when Jiang Anyi saw off Mr. Chang, he beat Yu Qingle up. After this storm, Yu Qingle should be able to live in peace for a while.

After leaving the teahouse, the summer sun shone directly into my eyes. Jiang Anyi narrowed his eyes and looked at the traffic in front of the perfume shop, with a sneer on his lips. Is Duke Wen very awesome? After taking my 15,000, I will ask you to return 30,000, 50,000 or even 100,000.

It is definitely not possible to meet on the surface. Compared with Duke Wen, a sixth-rank Yuanwailang, he will touch the stone with an egg. Don’t worry, wait until you think about it carefully before talking. Looking at the bustling crowds in the east city, Jiang Anyi developed a passion for endless joy to fight with others.

In the Duke Wen’s mansion, Hong Daokun flatteredly presented 14,000 taels of silver, and then told Jiang Anyi about buying news with a thousand taels of silver. Cheng Xiquan laughed wildly and said, "So what if I know I am behind my back? I've sent the silver obediently. Fight with me, the surname Jiang, you will have what you have. I have time."

The resentful words made Hong Daokun secretly shocked, thinking that the gods and immortals would suffer when they fight, so I took 200 taels of silver to hide in the limelight first, and then returned to Yongchang for the New Year.

When Hong Daokun left the man, he beat a man opposite him. The second manager of the Duke's mansion smiled and flattered. When Hong Daokun greeted him, he responded casually and continued to please the man with "Master Yang is good, Master Yang is short." Hong Daokun suddenly remembered that when he took someone to stop Yu Qingle this morning, the man seemed to be standing under the eaves of the street.

Seeing Mr. Yang walking into the lobby, Cheng Xiquan stood up with a rare opportunity and bowed, "Thank you for your hard work in Uncle Yang."

The bearded man said "hmm" and had no intention of being pleased. He sat down on the black wooden chair next to the left. Cheng Xiquan waited for the man to sit down before sitting down, maintaining a respectful attitude.

"Today I saw Jiang Anyi, who is a master, and Zhang Zhenyuan and Liu Pingshi are not opponents." The bearded man said concisely, and after he finished speaking, he focused on tasting tea.

Cheng Xiquan was shocked. If Yang Yudong in front of him was called a master, wouldn’t Jiang Anyi’s martial arts be outstanding in the world? He thought that all the things he fled back from the desert were just coincidences. It seemed that there were few coincidences in the world. Cheng Xiquan regretted it. If he had known that he should not have formed this hatred, it seemed that it was not easy for him to deal with Jiang Anyi.

As a young Duke, Cheng Xiquan is not a stupid person. He weighs the pros and cons and grasps the advance and retreat more sophisticatedly than ordinary people. So when he learned in a perfume shop, he immediately paid to leave. Afterwards, he exhaled his anger on Jiang Anyi and Yu Qingle, and he realized that these two people had no ability to fight against him. Yang Yudong's words made him re-understand Jiang Anyi, and what should he do if Jiang Anyi was angry and wanted to kill him?

"Uncle Yang, I wonder how Jiang Anyi compares with you?" Cheng Xiquan asked carefully.

Yang Yudong is a gangster figure that his father met back then. Don’t look at it. He is only about forty years old. In fact, he is nearly 60 years old. He once had a famous name in the world - Zi Tianjun. Cheng Xi is not from the Jianghu, but his father said that this Zi Tianjun had saved his life on the battlefield several times, and the two were friends of life and death. Now Duke Wen is addicted to practicing elixirs, and Cheng Xiquan wants to send someone to teach Jiang Anyi a lesson. He remembered that Zhang Zhenyuan and the others are not opponents, so Yang Yu asked to touch his palms.
Chapter completed!