The Ming Dynasty's Spokesperson

In February of the thirteenth year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, spring plowing was busy, and most good people were seizing the time to cultivate the land.

Suzhou Prefecture, which has the highest level of economic development in the world, is located in the Anletang compound in Hengtang Town, ten miles west of the prefecture.

At this moment, Lin Tailai was very confused, still trying to adapt to the new environment and new identity after traveling.

He also didn't expect that after a hangover in the 21st century, his soul would travel to more than 400 years ago and possess another Lin Tailai from the Ming Dynasty.

In my previous life, I studied the eight-legged essay of the Ming and Qing dynasties, but there is no application scenario in the 21st century.

I have possessed the skill of slaying dragons in my life. I am 18 years old, 1.9 meters tall, but I stand like a minion!

There are dozens of accomplices beside him at this moment. On the surface, they are all unruly young adults, not like "good guys" in the traditional sense.

Seeing that Lin Tailai seemed to be in a state of despair today, someone next to him started to make fun of him.

"Lin Dazhuang! Didn't you claim to beat ten of them one by one? How could you be knocked unconscious? Didn't you even lose your soul?"

Lin Tailai looked at the other party fiercely. Could it be that his identity as a time traveler had been discovered? How did he know that his original soul was gone?

The man was so frightened by Lin Tailai's fierce look and sense of oppression that he hid in the crowd to find a sense of security.

Lin Tailai ignored the noise and looked through the door and window to the north room, where seven people were sitting in separate seats, talking fiercely.

"He Yi Tang wants to take over our An Le Tang's territory, but I, Po Hun Xu, am the first one not to agree!"

"He Yi Tang takes advantage of the fact that there are many rich people who don't follow the rules. As long as we are brave enough and united, we can fight with him!"

"Absolutely! They all have eggs, so I'm afraid he's a bird! Isn't it a big deal if there are too many people?"

After all the angry speeches, the "boss" sitting in the middle sighed and said to the others in a serious voice:

"We are focusing on prevention for Heyi Hall. The most important thing at the moment is to collect the protection tax on the site. The county government above is urgently asking for it."

Listening to these "hot" speeches, Lin Tailai was in a trance, feeling as if he had walked into the wrong set.

He touched the coarse cloth jacket on his body and glanced around at his companions with loose buns and half-open chests catching lice, who were standing or squatting.

Once again, he confirmed that he had traveled back in time to the thirteenth year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty more than 400 years ago, and not to the gangster world of Hong Kong movies where gangsters were rampant.

So Lin Tailai was puzzled again. Are there underworld societies in Ming Dynasty that collect protection fees?

And the leaders seem to be talking about protection tax? What is this? Variation of protection fee?

Anyway, it seems a little different from the club I knew in my previous life.

I tried my best to learn from the broken memories that Lin Tailai seemed to be a member of Anletang, an eighth-rate club in a small town.

His identity is just that of a little guy who can only stand outside the house and listen to greetings, and is not worthy of going to court to discuss matters.

A few days ago, Lin Xiaoluo went to the countryside to collect the arrears of protection taxes from the villagers.

Later, he was attacked by someone. Lin Xiao's gangsters beat ten of them one by one, but they were knocked unconscious in the end. Fortunately, they were rescued by their accomplices.

Lin Tailai, who found part of his original memory, suddenly had a headache. It's not like he didn't know history. In a dynasty where the imperial power and the imperial examination bureaucracy co-ruled the world, what future could there be for "being a gangster"?

The Liangshan heroes who have become bigger and stronger also know how to ask for help!

And even if you want to be a gangster, you should go to sea and maybe become a figure like Zheng Chenggong's father, who has no future on land!

Besides, in his previous life, he majored in ancient literature, Ming and Qing prose, and then in the subdivided field of eight-legged prose. He was also one of the top ten young academics in the country in his major. It’s not right for a cultural person to be a gangster!

Therefore, as a time traveler, Lin Tailai can easily make a wise decision, it is better to get out of the club as soon as possible!

Sayings like "people can't help themselves in the world" are all excuses for weak people who don't want to look back!

If people want to take the right path, I, Lin Tai, say it, and even the Sanqing Buddha cannot stop it!

The seven "big guys" in the hall are still discussing club affairs. According to the industry rules of this era, these seven people have all become sworn brothers and treat each other as brothers.

The eldest brother Lu Yibin is the master of Anle Hall. He is in his fifties and has no children. He said to the six "younger brothers" in a low tone:

"As the eldest brother, I don't have the ability to have a son. He Yi Tang just bullied me because I was old and had no one to follow. The people in the hall were unstable, so they dared to treat me, An Le Tang, unscrupulously."

Although Lin Tailai is a time traveler, he can understand this logic, just like a family without a son is easily bullied in the village.

Moreover, in this era, it was the custom to inherit the property from father to son, and from father to son. If there were no descendants, the family business would definitely be unstable.

"Since my eldest brother is incompetent and old, why don't I resign and let someone else be the leader of the hall?" Brother Lu seemed to say to his brothers sincerely and from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother, no!" The other six brothers followed the procedure and tried to persuade them with sincerity, no matter how many of them they wanted, this is loyalty!

The second leader, Song Quan, is the chief accountant of the society. He is responsible for accounting and the management of the two gambling houses and prostitutes' dens in the town. He can be regarded as the intellectual responsibility of the society.

He persuaded Hall Master Lu ingeniously: "For the current plan, eldest brother might as well adopt an adopted son as a way out."

Hall Master Lu responded: "It seems there is no other way."

The eldest brother and the second brother sang together. When they heard this, the other leaders in the hall all looked outside, focusing on the club members outside.

Dozens of people from the entire society are here. If the eldest brother wants to adopt an adopted son for the sake of future generations, he must choose a young one from here.

Hall leader Lu Yibin also glanced back and forth at the crowd outside, as if he was selecting goods.

The club members outside were immediately excited and swarmed to the door of the hall, hoping that the hall master would fall in love with them!

The opportunity to rise to the top is right in front of you, who doesn’t want to become the Young Hall Master!

For a moment, everyone was on their backs. Only Lin Tailai secretly sneered a few times. What a bunch of idiots! Although he had never been in a club in his previous life, he has rich experience in film reading!

In movies and TV shows, for those small societies that are in turmoil due to internal and external troubles, how can the newly elected high-profile "successor" die a happy death?

So Lin Tailai chose to go against the crowd and retreated to the back of the crowd. He even squatted down to avoid the "big boss"'s eyes from falling on him.

Suddenly, the second leader of Song stretched his neck and shouted: "Lin Tailai! What are you doing squatting? Stand up and talk!"

Lin Tailai was also helpless. His body was good everywhere, even tall and strong, with arms that could run a horse.

Even if he squats down, he is not much shorter than ordinary people, and he can still be clearly seen by the people above him.

Hall Master Lu had already walked from the innermost part of the hall to the door. He looked at Lin Tailai carefully and nodded with great satisfaction.

The candidate recommended by Second Brother Song is good. This guy's body is very good at first glance. He is a good material for a mixed club!

"Are you willing to recognize me as your father?" Hall Master Lu pretended to be stroking his beard and asked in a pretentious manner.

Lin Tailai gritted his teeth and declined politely: "I have no virtue or ability. I am not worthy of serving the big boss. Please ask the big boss to choose someone else!"

I had no intention of continuing to be a gangster, let alone the young master of a high-risk eighth-rate club.

Is it appropriate for a person who studied eight-legged prose in his previous life to try his best to gain fame in the imperial examination and become a young hall master here?

Besides, the name Lin Tailai is the only connection with his previous life. How could he change his name just for this?

Everyone at the scene was surprised. They really couldn't understand. There was still a little guy who didn't want to be the young hall master?

The second leader Song Quan was even more shocked. He had discussed it with Lin Tai in private before, so why did Lin Tailai change his mind before the battle?

Hall Master Lu hadn't spoken yet, but Xu Dasheng, the leader of the three leaders, got angry first and immediately yelled at Lin Tailai.

"You bastard! Big brother likes you. It's a blessing you have cultivated for several lifetimes! You dare to resist big brother, you have no respect for your elders, you really don't know how to live or die!"

Leader Xu San is the one who called himself "Broken Soul Xu" when the seven people in the hall were discussing the matter just now. This is his nickname.

Lin Tailai was disdainful. If it were a movie about a club, with your temper like Xu San's, you would have to receive a lunch box if you couldn't live for half an hour!

Then Xu Dasheng ordered: "Pull him down first and put him in the woodshed, and set the rules!"

Lin Tailai thought about it and decided not to resist rashly on the spot, but would wait and see what would happen. It is said in the video that eating your brain will last long!

Second leader Song Quan waved to the crowd, "You guys disperse first!"

Then he said to Hall Master Lu: "Brother, don't be anxious. I'll talk to Mr. Lin again and persuade him to change his mind. After all, it's not sweet to force him to do anything."

Hall Master Lu frowned and sighed sadly: "Nowadays, the world is deteriorating and people's hearts are not as good as they used to be. No one is moral anymore. This boy Lin must be trying to get some benefits!"

Hall Master Lu then discussed and said: "It doesn't hurt to give some benefits. Young people are full of blood and can't stand women's sex. Should we accept a daughter first, and then build a nest to attract the phoenix and recruit an adopted son?"

The other leaders curled their lips, saying that besides sex, wealth also attracts young people. The eldest brother just doesn't want to lose money.

But they all agreed: "Best brother!"

Later, Hall Master Lu asked again: "Brothers, please help me think about it, where can I find a good daughter?"

This is a bit difficult for the brothers. With their status, it is easier to find a bad woman.

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