Chapter 93

  Mountain bandits enter the city to rob, often silently and secretly, sneaking into the village at night. They try not to kill people if possible. If they have the chance, they grab a few people and take them away, then throw stones back in to inform the family of the time and place to pay ransom.

  Like Cheng Da Lei, making a big show of it, without even taking action, the whole city knows about it. This is, however, the first time in history.

  Gao Fei Bao couldn't help but want to go up and touch Cheng Da Lei's forehead: "Cheng Dang Jia, you're not having a fever, are you?"

  "What's wrong with you, have you gone mad?"

  "Then you'd better think clearly, the Jia family is not to be trifled with! They're known as the 'Jia Half City', half of Blackstone City belongs to them. Don't harbor any illusions, just the six of you!"

  "Come on, Second Master, you've gained a deeper understanding of culture, even your foolish and fanciful thoughts have improved."

  Gao Fei Bao widened his eyes and shook his head silently: "Suddenly don't want to talk to you."

  At this time, Xue Shenji and Liu Bei woke up. Xue Shenji said: "The head of the family, I have inquired clearly that the Jia family will marry a daughter-in-law in two days, and Qin Man San has already mixed in ahead of time."

  "Alright, let's go congratulate him in two days." Then, Cheng Dairen said to Xiao Bai Lang and Gao Fei Bao: "You two, how about we go take a look at Jia's new daughter-in-law together?"

  "Hmph, we're not stupid enough to go die with you."

  The current Heishi City is full of wind and rain, and the news is spreading everywhere. The matter was naturally caused by Cheng Dairen, and overnight, the city was filled with things written by Cheng Dairen, making it hard not to know about this matter.

  Everyone on the list is in danger, but some people don't take it seriously. Although Cheng Dairen has a bad reputation, his fame will naturally fade with time, and old news will be replaced by new ones.

  In the afternoon, in a teahouse on the street, four young men sat. A pot of boiling tea, on the table in the middle was placed exactly the flyers written by Cheng Dalai himself.

  He was about twenty years old, with dark skin and a small deerskin hat on his head.

  "This Toad King......" He tapped his hand lightly on the table: "What's his origin?"

  "It was discovered that they were a group of mountain bandits from Qingniu Mountain, who had made a name for themselves by defeating the 1,000 elite soldiers of Heishi City. Xue Banquan sent someone to investigate and they returned with their tails between their legs."

  "Are the soldiers of Blackstone City considered elite?" The man smiled slightly: "But I think these mountain bandits are interesting, and it would be good to meet them if there's a chance."

  "Young master, what's good about meeting a mountain bandit? I've heard that this toad king is cunning by nature and has committed many evil deeds. He usually bullies men and cheats women, and does all sorts of bad things!"

  A group of people spoke with a very strange accent, and it was unclear what they were saying. But the last sentence was still heard clearly.

  A man in a white long gown with a sword at his waist said, "Hey, you outsiders, do you know the truth? If not, it's better not to talk nonsense."

  The man's subordinates were about to stand up immediately, their hands on the curved knives at their waists. However, the man just smiled and waved his hand for them to sit back down.

  "What should I call this young master?"

  "You can just call me by my first name, Bao."

  "In the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, I have met you, young master. But I don't know why you want to speak on behalf of the mountain bandits?"

  "It's said that when the road is not smooth, there are people who will pave it; when things are not fair, there are people who will manage them. I didn't want to say much at first, but I really can't bear your slanderous words. That Toad King has a heart full of benevolence and righteousness, and he's also born with a handsome and elegant appearance, dignified and majestic. Within a hundred miles, who doesn't know that if you haven't seen Cheng Da Lei in his lifetime, it's futile to call him a hero?"

  Hu Yan Huan smiled and said: "How come what I heard is different from what you told me, young master?"

  "Rumors, of course, some people hear them as false, while others hear them as true."

  "The young master spoke so sincerely, could it be that he has seen the great toad king?"

  "Though I have never seen you in person, I have long admired your reputation."

  "I've never seen Cheng Da Lei in person, so calling him a hero is pointless. Fine, I'll take the opportunity to see him for myself."

  "I think there will be opportunities."

  A group of people put down the copper plate and left the teahouse. Cheng Dairen clasped his hands together, took a glance at Huyan Mou's back, and hung an odd smile on his face.

  "This Huyan Man has quite a background, looks like he's not someone to be trifled with." Xu Shenji said.

  "What's Hu Yanman, he's called Huerle, a Rong tribe person, estimated to be of low status in the Rong tribe."

  "Huh, how did the master know?"

  "Didn't you hear that I was taught by the gods and can calculate everything?" Cheng Dalai gave him a white eye: "And in the city, call me Young Master, Ouba Ouba Young Master."

  Cheng Darui and the three of them entered the city at dawn. Heishi City was a small city, to put it bluntly, a broken city. The city walls were breached everywhere, and there were seven or eight paths into the city without going through the city gate.

  Cheng Dali strolled around the city, feeling out the situation in Heishi City. By evening, he had wandered to the entrance of the Jia Manor.

  Today is Jia's son's grand wedding day, lanterns and streamers are hung at the gate, and guests come in an endless stream.

  "Wow, the Jia family is so arrogant, daring to call themselves a noble house. Has your family ever produced any high-ranking officials?" asked Cheng Dairen.

  "It's just that someone is a minor official in the city master's mansion, but now the world is chaotic. In the past, if you dared to hang these two words, it would be enough to destroy the entire family." Liu said sadly.

  In this era of strict hierarchy, if one is not qualified, the word "Fu" cannot be hung at the gate. Like Su Qing's family, they can only hang a "Su Residence".

  Cheng Dali and the other two mixed in, picked a table with Zhang Basian and sat down. Earlier, Qin Man, Lin Shaoyu, and Zhang Fei had already mixed into the Jia Mansion, everyone had seen each other's faces, but no one had greeted them.

  "Old Xu, calm down, our family isn't starving, you eating like this is very embarrassing for me."

  "Nonsense, your hands aren't slow either, I've been eating cold rice for so many days, can't I have a hot meal?"

  "Oh dear, how embarrassing! Put it down! That leg of lamb is mine."

  The three of them ate with reckless abandon, and the guests at the same table subtly distanced themselves from them, not wanting others to think they knew them.

  "Third Master, what should I call you? You look a bit unfamiliar?"

  Cheng Dalai was gnawing on a chicken leg, and when he looked up, Rou Jiazi's spittle almost sprayed onto his face.

  "Mind your own business!"

  "Uh..."

  The other party values their own dignity and does not want to interact with someone as rude as Cheng Dairen.

  At this time, the groom takes the bride from outside and passes through the fire basin, worships heaven and earth, and then can be sent to the bridal chamber.

  Cheng Dalai poked his head out and looked around: "I wonder if this bride is pretty or not?"

  What a wonderful day, with all the guests rejoicing, when suddenly a voice outside the courtyard rang out: "You are not allowed to get married!"

  "Whoa, the kidnappers are here! Who is this? They're even faster than me!"

  A young man in a loose gown with large sleeves rushed in from outside, shouting loudly.

  Whispers and murmurs began to emerge, and Cheng Dairen listened intently, soon understanding what was going on.

  The young man who rushed in was named Luo Zikai, and he had a marriage contract with the bride of today. He also called the groom his brother. Later, the Luo family declined, the bride broke off their engagement, and his brother stole his woman.

  "Hmph, disliking poverty and loving wealth, valuing lust over friendship... I can't help but intervene in this trivial matter." Xu Shenji sighed leisurely.

  "Mind your own business, you're not a neighborhood committee director."