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Looking at Peng Qingyun's gloomy face, Zhang Xian finally understood the worries of this Xiangxi chieftain. Indeed, in his position, for such a big thing as the change of dynasty, perhaps his immediate benefits were about to be lost. , that¡¯s weird if he¡¯s not worried!
Peng Chang'an was obviously an outlier in the Peng family. Hearing his father's words, he frowned and said disapprovingly: "Dad, look where you have gone. We distribute the land to the poor. Isn't it also a great compassion for the poor?" Are you pregnant? The Communist Party is also reasonable, so how could it kill our family members?"
Listening to Peng Changan's words, Peng Qingyun glared at him, just shook his head and said nothing more.
At this moment, Peng Changping came over. When he came in, he nodded to Zhang Xian and Xiong Sanwa as a greeting, and then said to Peng Qingyun: "Dad, Jing Ruofeng from Jingke Village is here to visit!"
Jing Ruofeng, Zhang Xian and Xiong Sanwa remembered at the same time that he was the patriarch of Jingke Village, an old man in his fifties, slightly younger than Peng Qingyun.
When Peng Qingyun heard the news, he just nodded slightly, stood up without saying anything more.
Zhang Xian and Xiong Sanwa also stood up together, and listened as Peng Qingyun raised his hands and said to them: "Two comrades, I wanted to have a good chat with you, but we have guests at home. Let's talk another day! "
Zhang Xian nodded and said: "Okay!"
Peng Qingyun then said to Peng Changan: "Chang'an, send these two comrades back to the guest room!"
Peng Changan agreed, and Peng Qingyun walked out of the Buddhist hall under the guidance of Peng Changping. However, Zhang Xian heard Peng Changping ask in confusion: "Dad, Jingke Village and we are feuding. That old man Jing Ruofeng is coming over." I don¡¯t know why!¡±
Peng Qingyun just snorted and did not answer.
However, Zhang Xian knew very well that Peng Changan brought the white pole soldiers to fight Zeng Duyan, which could be regarded as a big favor for Jingke Village. Although Jingke Village and Pengjiabao were feuding, this superficial courtesy exchange was still What needs to be done is that the Chinese value etiquette and justice!
"Old man!" Zhang Xian suddenly shouted from behind.
Peng Qingyun was startled for a moment and turned around.
"I have a heartless request, and I hope the old man can agree to it!"
"What is it? Please tell me?" Peng Qingyun asked.
Zhang Xian said: "We are familiar with Jing Ruofeng, and we would like to follow him to meet him. Isn't it convenient?"
Peng Qingyun was stunned again, thought for a moment, nodded, and said: "I'm just afraid it won't be inconvenient for you. Since you know each other, it doesn't hurt to meet together!"
But Peng Changping turned around and looked at Zhang Xian, with a strange dissatisfaction on his face. However, this expression flashed past, but it did not escape Zhang Xian's keen gaze.
When he followed Peng Qingyun back to the hall, Peng Changshun, the second young master of the Peng family, was sitting with a guest. From the back of this guest, Zhang Xian recognized that it was Jing Ruofeng from Jingke Village. Behind Jing Ruofeng, there was a tall and strong young man standing. Zhang Xian also recognized that man. He was a nephew of Jing Ruofeng, named Jing Yang.
"Hahaha!" Peng Qingyun laughed out loud before anyone entered the hall. He also used his voice as a precursor to avoid giving the impression of coming in abruptly.
Hearing the sound, Jing Ruofeng stood up quickly and raised his hands to Peng Qingyun, who had just walked in from the hall door: "Mr. Peng, you are polite!" He said with a bow.
"Where! Where!" Peng Qingyun stepped over, held his hands, and did not let him bow down, but returned the salute: "Same gift! Same gift!"
The two people were polite, and Peng Qingyun cordially greeted Jing Ruofeng to sit down at the top of the guest table. To the uninitiated, looking at them, it seemed like the two of them were very good friends. When Jing Ruofeng looked up and saw Zhang Xian and Xiong Sanwa following Peng Qingyun, he couldn't help but stood up again and stared at him blankly with a strange look on his face: "Isn't this Comrade Yu? You Why are you here?"
Zhang Xian also bowed his hand to him, but before he could answer, Peng Changan, who was walking at the back, rushed to say: "Haha, Comrade Yu was injured while suppressing bandits, and he is recuperating here with us!"
"Oh!" Jing Ruofeng nodded and sat down again.
Zhang Xian and Xiong Sanwa also sat down under Jing Ruofeng under the greetings of the Peng family and his son.
Someone served tea, and it was only at this moment that Jing Ruofeng took the lead and said, "Mr. Peng, last time I had the honor of your third son to lead someone??Okay, why do you have to leave Pengjiabao? "Xiong Sanwa couldn't help complaining about her eldest brother.
Zhang Xian turned to look at him, smiled, and told him: "Although Peng Mansion is good, it is not a place for us to stay!"
"Why?" Xiong Sanwa still didn't understand. These days, he was getting along well with Peng Chang'an, the third son of the Peng family, and the two of them got along very well. Zhang Xian has also been wondering why Peng Changan also went to school in Wuhan. How could a knowledgeable person like to talk to this clueless Xiong Laosan?
Zhang Xian turned around and looked at the Jing family uncle and nephew beside him, but he hesitated to speak. He couldn't tell what he heard about the two young masters of the Peng family and the white-pole soldier captain in front of the Jing family uncle and nephew. When he said it, he just said: "Sanwa, it makes sense for me to do this. You will understand when the time comes!"
"What's the point?" Xiong Sanwa muttered and then shut up. He knew that Zhang Xian's reasoning must make sense. Looking at the other two people around him, it was obviously inconvenient to say it.
But Jing Ruofeng listened to the questions and answers of these two people with a solemn face and said: "Comrade Yu is right, there is no good person in Pengjiapu, especially that Peng Qingyun, he is a guy with a Buddha face and a snake heart. , no matter how kind-hearted he is in front of others, he is actually the most vicious behind his back!"
"Oh?" After listening to Jing Ruofeng's words, Zhang Xian and Xiong Sanwa couldn't help but turn their heads. Zhang Xian asked: "Uncle Jing, you need to have evidence to say that!"
Jing Ruofeng glanced at him and said: "I know that your People's Liberation Army will not just believe one side of the story. Although our Jingke Village and Pengjiabao are feuding, we did not accuse him unjustly. He said that our Jingke Village surrendered to Er Mazi. Think about it, As long as they are living a normal life, who would be willing to take refuge with a bandit? Isn¡¯t it because the Peng family forced us to take refuge with Er Mazi!"
"Oh!" Zhang Xian just nodded and did not ask further. It was obvious that Jing Ruofeng's words contained a sense of personal resentment and could not be regarded as fair words.
Obviously seeing that Zhang Xian didn't believe it, Jing Ruofeng said again: "Let me give you an example. Even if the Peng family doesn't deal with our Jing family, he will always treat the people of his family named Peng better, right? Peng Qingyun There was an uncle in the clan who was about the same age as him. Because one of his sworn brothers robbed a shop of Peng Qingyun's family and distributed the money to the poor, Peng Qingyun regarded him as a thorn. He took advantage of The uncle set up a trap and invited the robber over, but he killed him on the way, claiming that the bandit was a gangster. In order to keep his mouth shut, he reported the uncle to the government as a bandit collaborator. , As a result, his uncle was arrested, and then his family gave all the fertile farmland to Peng Qingyun, just to ask him to go to Chenzhou to clear it up and save a living person. This Peng Qingyun agreed quite a lot Well done, but secretly he used money to get the uncle to be executed by the government, and even came back to complain to the uncle¡¯s family. During the holidays, he even sent some things to their family with great fanfare to make everyone think he was affectionate!¡±
Zhang Xian frowned and looked at Xiong Sanwa. This clearly meant that she was Xie Sanniang's aunt and Peng Qingsong's father.
"How do you know what's going on here?" Zhang Xian couldn't help but asked strangely.
Jing Ruofeng snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "The Peng family has people in the county and provincial capitals. Don't we have people in the Jing family?"
Zhang Xian was silent. Indeed, for a local family like this, if they want to gain a foothold in one place, they must have someone in the government, and all the three factions, red, white, and black, must be involved.
"Since you know it so well, why don't you tell everyone about it?" Xiong Sanwa asked with some confusion.
Jing Ruofeng glanced at him and said bitterly: "Everyone knows that our Jing family and the Peng family are feuding. No matter what we say, Peng Qingyun will respond accordingly. On the contrary, it seems that we are slandering them. Anyway, in everyone's eyes Here, he, Peng Qingyun, is a good person and patriarch, and our Jing family is a bad person who is colluding with bandits! Haha, did you think he really came to help us last time? He must have heard that there is a treasure hidden in our Jingke village, and he also thought Come here and share a piece of the pie with those bandits!"
Zhang Xian just listened and said nothing; but Xiong Sanwa disagreed. He would not believe that Peng Changan would be the kind of person who would kill someone with a borrowed knife. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com