Chapter 13 Dragon Head

"This brother naturally knows!" Scar smiled, took out a pack of big front door and dispersed each of them. Then he ordered his brothers to guard outside, and then took Liu Dongming to the second floor.

The furnishings on the second floor are a bit old, just like the traditional Sichuan courtyard-style small attic.

There is a patio in the middle, which has rockery and flowing water and green leaves. Although it is not as delicate as the Jiangnan courtyard, it also has a different flavor.

Tea lovers who drink tea on the first floor can watch the Zhouzi performance on the teahouse's weekly stage while drinking tea, or occasionally change their tastes and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the patio.

Around the patio are pavilions, looking down from the attic, you can see the scenery in the patio. Not only that, the location facing the Fu River in the attic allows you to see the Qingdi Pier. Even in addition to its effect on the Qinglong Society, it is a rare house.

Standing in the attic, Liu Dongming couldn't help but think that this leader might be able to see all the big and small matters of the Qinglong Club clearly by just standing here.

After going to the attic and walking past several compartments in front, Zhang Hu knocked on the lit door.

"Longtou, Brother Yong is here!" Zhang Hu whispered outside the door. Although he had not seen anyone, Zhang Hu was respectful.

"Come in!"

Immediately, an old voice came from inside.

The owner of the voice is about sixty years old, and he looks a little hoarse, but his energy is full of energy and makes people feel an unspeakable sense of oppression.

Hearing Longtou's words, Zhang Hu turned his head and said to Scar Yong: "Brother Yong, and this brother, please!" As he said, Zhang Hu pushed open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Liu Dongming saw an old man with gray hair and beard standing behind a table. He was wearing a pure black cotton gown, but his face was not as rough as he imagined. Instead, he had an indescribable atmosphere of books.

Just like an old pedant, carrying a brush in one hand, a piece of words was written on the light on the candlestick on the upper left side of the table.

The words were written about halfway through. After walking into some, Liu Dongming saw clearly that the snow-white rice paper was written from right to left. Each character was written with vigorous and powerful pen, just like a knife carving and axe half. Just as I looked at it, I felt a powerful aura coming to my face.

Liu Dongming was a little puzzled, didn’t he say that the leader had already rested?

Why did I write the words when I met several people?

However, this is not what Liu Dongming cares about. On the contrary, he is very much looking forward to what benefits he can gain from the leader in the next conversation.

Scar Yong no longer had the breeze that used to be on the dock. At this moment, the elegant old man in front of him did not step forward immediately. He did not step forward until the old man finished writing and took a step forward and prepared to help the dragon head stamp the rice paper.

"slow!"

Scar Yong was about to take Indonesia when the old man spoke. Instead of looking at Scar Yong, he looked at Liu Dongming, and then pointed to the words on the rice paper and said, "Come here, help me recite the words on this!"

"good!"

Liu Dongming did not refuse, but went forward directly, and recited according to the words on the rice paper: "The four generations of Hongcheng have been around for a long time, and the articles and young people in China have a fragrant fragrance of books!"

A very short sentence seems to be a seven-character poem, but it doesn't look like it.

Because the words seem to be connected, but after being connected, there is no beauty.

Although Liu Dongming didn't feel anything, Zhou Long, Zhang Hu and even Scar Yong couldn't help but look serious, and looked at the dragon head and exclaimed: "Dragon Head!"

The old man waved his hands to the three of them, said nothing, and then looked at Liu Dongming and continued to ask: "Do you know what this sentence says?"

Obviously, this sentence should have profound meaning, but Liu Dongming was not a member of Brother Pao before. Even though he heard about Brother Pao in recent times, it was rare to say something about Brother Pao recently. It was still far from truly integrating into or understanding this circle.

Seeing that Liu Dongming was like a monk, everyone was confused. The old man laughed and without waiting for Liu Dongming to answer, he sat on the Taishi chair behind the table. He held the tea bowl on the left with his left hand, gently stroked the tea leaves on the tea soup with his right hand, took a sip and said, "These fourteen words are the ranking of the generation of my Qinglong Society. From the opening of the Qinglong Society to the 11th generation of my generation, it is the young generation. After two generations, this generation will be reunited and needs to start from scratch."

After hearing what the old man said, Liu Dongming realized that these fourteen short words were actually the ranking of the Qinglong Society. No wonder Scar Yong and others were so nervous.

This gang's generation ranking is actually the same as the generation ranking in the clan genealogy, and it is the top priority of a gang.

Unless there is a major event, or when the leader changes new and old, it will never be easily taken out.

At this moment, although Longtou did not come up with the real Qinglong Society ranking, he wrote it out with his own hands, which is undoubtedly very abnormal.

Just as everyone was suspicious but didn't dare to ask easily, Longtou spoke again.

"My Qinglong Society was founded during the reign of Emperor Kangxi, and it has been more than a hundred years. At the beginning, it was a major event of anti-Qing, restoring the Ming Dynasty and defending the country. However, I didn't expect that I was now living under the sects of a group of gentry. After all, there was no one in the gang available, no one available!"

As he said, his eyes were unconsciously wet. He sighed deeply before staring at Liu Dongming as if he wanted to see him more clearly. After a long time, he continued: "Do you know, I have been sitting here waiting for you since the afternoon. I thought you wouldn't come today, but I never thought you would come."

As he said that, he raised his hand, made a call, pointed to several chairs around him and said, "Sit down and talk!"

A few words seemed to be understatement, but at this moment, even Liu Dongming couldn't help but feel cold sweat.

Have you been sitting here waiting for yourself since the afternoon?

Where are you in the afternoon?

At the Yang family!

At that time, he was talking about the rice shop with Yang Tingan and his son and Yang Butler.

In other words, since then, this leader had already known everything that happened in the Yang family, and even... he even knew the content of the conversation clearly.

What does this mean?

It means that even the Yang family is still in the hands of the leader, even as clear as his own!

So, what about other gentry families in Qingti Town besides the Yang family?

I'm afraid the situation will be even worse!

Who would have thought that such an old man in his twilight years had already penetrated all the gentry clans of Qingti Town without realizing it. If anyone thought that Qinglong would be just a vassal at this moment... it would be extremely terrible to think about it!
Chapter completed!