Me and my Jianghu Tavern

"decide as things go."

Zhang Ming looked sideways at Jiang He who was sitting firmly in the sandalwood chair.

He thought, maybe... he doesn't need to make a move.

Hopefully, it's not what he thought.

Just after a heavy rainstorm, the night wind blew bitterly, but the guard of the housekeeper's mansion standing in the courtyard didn't complain at all, just stood upright, waiting for the Patriarch to speak.

Zhang Ming frowned, and suddenly remembered something, "Where's Jiang Rou?"

Jiang He on the sandalwood chair gave Zhang Ming a reassuring look.

Zhang Ming responded with a slight smile. It seemed that Jiang He had already made arrangements, which saved him some trouble.

However, Jiang He's expression suddenly changed. The teacup he was holding stopped in mid-air. Through the moonlight, he looked through the middle house and looked at the gate of the front yard.

Put the teacup lightly.

Jiang He reached out and picked up the sword on the table, and said softly, "Here we come."

The housekeeper and a group of servants turned around and looked over.

But he saw that the gate of Jiangfu was pushed open from the outside.

The leader was dressed in black, his complexion was pale, but there was a cinnabar blood mark between his eyebrows, he was wearing a black hat, and he was dressed in black and white clothes. The whole person was black and white.

Zhang Ming frowned when he saw this person, but he was a little surprised.

"Demon Gate?"

Zhang Ming recognized this person just by looking at his clothes, but he had met him once in Chang'an City.

The young sect master of the Devil's World Association-Impermanence.

Wuchang walked in the front, followed by a group of bloody warriors, presumably they were also people from the Demon Sect.

However, Zhang Ming was a little puzzled by what happened next.

The guards of Ding's family in Jiang's family had already made desperate plans, and Housekeeper Min also brought up the nine-ring sword.

But Jiang He on the sandalwood chair suddenly became entangled. The moment he saw Wuchang, the murderous intent disappeared.

Everyone was waiting for Jiang He's order.

However, Jiang He's expression was gloomy, and he only said: "...a guest is here, give me tea."

Butler Min paused, glanced at the Patriarch, and then at Uncle Zhang beside him.

Uncle Zhang had a troubled expression on his face.

Wuchang walked from the front yard all the way to Jiang He. When he saw Jiang He, he was a little surprised, and said indifferently, "Uncle Jiang, don't come here without any problems."

As soon as this remark fell, the entire Jiang Mansion fell silent.

Needle drop can be heard!

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Ming knew that he would not be able to fight tonight.

Obviously, Jiang He didn't know that the person who came was Wuchang, and Wuchang didn't expect that the head of the Jiang family turned out to be someone he had known at the beginning.

.........

In the Jiang Mansion, the guards of Jia Ding's Mansion and everyone from the Demon Sect stared at each other, all wary of each other.

In the lobby, two cups of tea were placed on the table.

Wuchang picked up the teacup, took a sip and said, but didn't speak.

Jiang He squinted his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Looting eleven families in Xuzhou, with so much money, you guys want to rebel?!"

As soon as this remark came out, Butler Min's pupils shrank slightly, obviously shocked.

There are twelve rich merchants in Xuzhou. Xuzhou is not a big place, but there are many merchants here. The sum of the money of these wealthy merchants is not a small amount.

And those people who ransacked are not simple characters, their martial arts skills are not bad, they are not ordinary desperadoes, and some have even reached the level of a master. , but now they are willing to run for the money.

When the money reaches a certain amount, you can do many things.

For example, treason!

Wuchang shook his head and said, "Some revenge will be repaid, Uncle Jiang, what do you think?"

"None of my business." Jiang He gave him a cold look and said, "I'm just a rich businessman."

"It's a pity." Wuchang sighed, but turned around and said, "Uncle Jiang even hugged me when I was young. Why are we so indifferent when we meet old friends like this?"

"boom!"

The teacup was smashed on the table, Jiang He was full of anger, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be shameless!"

"Oh..." Wuchang let out a long sigh, with a look of sudden understanding, and said: "I forgot, Uncle Jiang didn't want to mention the past, it's Wuchang's fault, I hope Uncle Jiang doesn't blame him."

Jiang Hexu stared at Wuchang, and the atmosphere gradually became depressed.

I saw the sword intent all over the body emerge in the hall, and the tea in the cup was rippling.

"clank!"

Seeing this, everyone in the Demon Sect in the hall drew their swords, and all the family guards also drew their swords.

Butler Min rolled his eyes, holding the Jiuhuan sword tightly in his hand.

The killing intent was everywhere, and both sides had already made sufficient preparations, waiting for who would strike first, it would be a chaotic battle.

"What to do." Wuchang said coldly, "Let go!"

Everyone in the Demon Sect hesitated for a moment, but after listening to Wuchang's words, they put down their weapons.

Chapter 330: Picked up

Zhang Ming stood in the corner of the lobby, and Su Tan next to him was full of puzzlement. She didn't know anyone here, and she didn't know what was going on.

"Jiangrou's father is really not simple." Zhang Ming thought to himself.

If what is said about impermanence is true, then Jiang He should be somewhat involved with the Demon Sect, and the involvement is not small. As for why he lived in seclusion and sat a wealthy businessman, it is unknown.

Jiang He sneered, and said, "Following Wen Tianxing, you have learned all about his yin and yang appearance."

"Uncle Jiang was joking. If something hadn't happened, Wuchang could be like you." The corner of Wuchang's mouth curled up, he picked up the cup and blew away the tea, and took a sip.

Everyone in the Demon Sect was stunned when they saw this scene.

If someone else said such things in front of the young sect master, they would have died long ago, especially when it came to the sect master, but at this moment the young sect master was smiling and not angry at all, and even said this Such outrageous words.

Jiang He snorted coldly, and said, "I don't care what you guys do, but don't make trouble on me, otherwise, I won't let you get out of this door."

"Understood." Wuchang nodded his head.

"Clap clap."

Jiang He smashed the teacup twice, suppressed the anger in his heart, and reprimanded: "Bring your people, get out!"

Wuchang wasn't annoyed at all, just agreed: "Okay."

Jiang He sat on the sandalwood chair, Wuchang got up, waved to the crowd of demon sects, and said, "Let's go."

Butler Min stared, but he was a little unwilling.

Everyone in the Demon Sect is full of doubts, is it possible to forget it like this?

Wu Jian didn't move, his face changed, and he said coldly: "Don't understand!?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the Demon Sect swayed in fear, and quickly turned around and walked outside the gate of the mansion. In their eyes, they knew very well what kind of person Wuchang was. Life is gone.

Gradually, everyone from the Momen withdrew from the Jiangfu.

However, Wuchang walked at the end, with his hands behind his back, walking step by step.

In the hall, Jiang He frowned and looked at the person who was gradually leaving.

Just when Wuchang was about to step out of the mansion with one foot, he turned his head suddenly.

In an instant, their eyes meet.

Wuchang said indifferently, "Uncle Jiang, don't forget the name Jiang Buxun."

"boom!"

The cup burst and the tea spilled all over the floor.

"Zheng!" There was only a sound of the sword coming out of its sheath.

A beam of sword light cut out from the sword in Jiang He's hand.

This sword flashed before Zhang Ming's eyes. This sword was not bad, and even better than the swords he had seen before.

Wuchang raised his eyebrows, turned around, and clapped his palms out.

"boom!"

"Clap."

The gates of Jiang's mansion were all shattered, and Wuchang tried his best to resist the sword light, but he was a little powerless, but he still punched two palms against the sword light.

Jian Guang and his palms stirred up smoke and dust on the ground, covering everyone's sight.

When the smoke dissipated, I saw that Wuchang's original uniform was in a mess, and the clothes were also torn a few times. The wounds caused by the sword qi could be vaguely seen, but relatively speaking, they were not considered injuries, and the person was fine. .

He untied the sword!

"Thank you, Uncle Jiang, for teaching me!"

Wuchang patted the dust off his body, stared at Jiang He, cupped his hands and said, "Farewell!"

The tiptoes touched the ground, the robe was rolled up, and he walked away.

In Jiangfu, everything calmed down.

But Jiang He was holding a sword in his hand, his arms were trembling slightly, and he was panting heavily.

Jiang He was furious to the extreme.

Jiang Buxun...Jiang Buxun...

"Dogs have a lot of guts!"

Jiang He gritted his teeth to calm down his anger, but the more he was like this, the more he remembered the past, and he became even more annoyed.

Butler Min and the rest of the servants didn't dare to speak. For so many years, the master was calm and calm, but now he lost his temper so much that no one dared to speak up at this time.

Zhang Ming also felt that there was a big contrast. When he saw Jiang He today, he only felt that Jiang He was a kind person, but now he was angry like a raging tiger.

Jiang He glanced at the broken teacup and said, "One more cup of tea!"

Su Tan was also extremely surprised when he saw Na Jiang and Yijian.

She didn't realize that the head of the Jiang family had such abilities.

Su Tan glanced sideways at Zhang Ming, a little curious as to who was better than the shopkeeper.

After a while, the tea was served.

Butler Min was very puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask.

Jiang He took a sip of tea, relieved his breath, looked at the people in the hall, and said, "Let's all go down."

"Minnan, you can go down too," Jiang He said.

"Yes, sir."

Don't ask about things that you shouldn't ask. Naturally, Butler Min knew about it, and retreated with all his servants.

In this lobby, only Jiang He was left sitting on the sandalwood chair, and Zhang Ming and Su Tan were left in the corner of the lobby. There was one person left behind, which was Uncle Zhang, one of the housekeepers.

Zhang Ming was not afraid, he walked forward and sat down on the chair beside him.

Jiang He glanced at it lightly, but didn't care.

Su Tan stood behind Zhang Ming. The hall was extremely quiet, except for the breathing of a few people.

After a while, Jiang He finally suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Don't tell Rou'er about this." Jiang He said.