Chapter 11 Section five
At sunrise that morning, Pang Wenying watched the first ray of dawn rise from the horizon in the east of the city.His swollen and wrinkled eyelids were narrowed into a thin slit, and his expression seemed to be hovering on the boundary between waking and sleeping.
Sunrise and sunset look so similar.The difference may only care about the state of mind of the viewer.In Pang Wenying's eyes, it was the setting sun that was coming to an end - the setting sun that day thirteen years ago... The blood oozing from the bandages on his body had scabbed, and fatigue attacked every joint of his body like an awl...
Pang Wenying, the second priest and chief warrior of the underworld overlord "Feng Yilong" in the capital, was fifty-three years old but still had the steel body of forty years old.A whole day of fierce fighting made him feel "old" for the first time...
No, that's just physical fatigue.A person really feels "old" when he finds that all the possibilities of the future of life have gradually disappeared... That is the feeling of "old age" in spirit...
For Pang Wenying, it was not just a feeling.It was a real thing.It was an arrow.
sunset.Yan Tian also came from the west on horseback, and Pang Wenying could only see his figure.A heroic silhouette.His beloved disciple.his future.his continuation.
Pang Wenying tried to add Yan Tianhuan's smile to the memory.Those eyes, those lips... Is thirteen years too long?Yan Tianhuan's face was blurred.That face turned into Yu Runsheng.Maybe it's not because thirteen years are too long, but Yu Runsheng's existence is too touching...
The sound of breaking wind.The arrow pierced the chest.Heart bleed.Yan Tianhuan/Yu Runsheng's figure fell on the saddle.
Pang Wenying closed her eyes, then opened them again.The sun is brighter.He told himself that this was the rising sun, not the setting sun.
The love horse under the crotch is motionless.Is it old too?It is the eleventh horse in Pang Wenying's life.Maybe the last one.He likes horses.Love that they stand for life.That is a kind of dignity.But dignity has no price in Pang Wenying's world.
So in the past few years, he likes to ride horses in the outskirts of the city.Mostly early in the morning - the habit of waking up early hasn't changed over the years.Not for anything, just want to feel the pure speed.When the wind blows past his ears, he can temporarily forget the reality of his aging.
Of course, Shen Bingchen and Zhuo Xiaoyang accompanied him on horseback every day.This is enough, there is no one in Piaocheng who dares to be an enemy of "Feng Yilong".
All bloodshed is worth it.After conquering Piaocheng, the volume of illegal salt trafficking in the south of "Fengyilong" tripled—equivalent to 20% of the national private salt network.Pang Wenying's reputation in "Feng Yilong" returned to its peak thirteen years ago.
victory.It was a real joy.But when you know that this is the last victory in your life, it is also a kind of real loneliness.
And this kind of aimless riding every day has somewhat driven away this loneliness...
The three riders stood on the bank of the floating river.The sun rose completely.The river is full of gold.
Shen Bingchen remained silent as usual, with his long gray hair fluttering to the hilt behind his back.Two juniors died four years ago, but he never showed any grief.He is not young anymore, he is the same age as the big brother Yan Tian.Seeing him, Pang Wenying remembered: If Yan Tian hadn't died, he would be fifty years old soon.
——Is it too late to take over power at the age of fifty?
Pang Wenying recalled how she felt when she took over the position of sacrificial wine at the age of forty.
If Yan Tian hadn't died, maybe Pang Wenying had let him inherit his power ten years ago.
Shen Bingchen is a bit older, but this is not Pang Wenying's biggest consideration.Shen Bingchen possessed talent, fame, and prestige—in that capital underworld war, Shen Bingchen chopped off eight swords and countless necks.But……
Well, it's a sword.Shen Bingchen is just a sword.Too sharp to hurt anyone nearby.And to inherit the power of "Feng Yilong" Second Jijiu, one of the prerequisites is to be able to gather many people around him.
As for the righteous son Jiang Wu... His achievements in Piaocheng back then have proved that he is not a leader who can stand on his own.Pang Wenying loved Jiang Wu—even personally begged Zhang Shuai to take good care of him in the capital.Pang Wenying knew that giving him disproportionate power would only harm him.
Pang Wenying turned her horse's head and looked in the direction of Piaocheng.The embankment was not high, and he could only see a few streets inside the city wall.
—I have no choice at all, nor have I to choose.
Yu Runsheng.This name is too unfamiliar to the capital "Fengyilong" head office - not many people really know how important Yu Runsheng was in the war to conquer Piaocheng.This is undoubtedly the biggest obstacle for him to climb the mountain of power.
Pang Wenying's eyes widened a lot, as if she suddenly woke up from a dream.The sunlight reflected by the river water reflected on his pupils.He seems a little younger.He longed for it.It will take several years to cultivate a big tree like Yu Runsheng.This is the first time that Pang Wenying has worried about her age.
——It can be done.
Pang Wenying's spirit lifted a lot.Because he knows there is purpose in life.
He remembered the time Jinya Puchuan hinted to him that he wanted to get rid of Yu Runsheng...he just wanted to laugh.
—— Pu Chuan, you bastard, don't you know that the man you want to kill is my heir?
Glitters of light from gaps in the bars fell on the rough stone walls.Broken silhouette.breaking action. Di Bin caught a glimpse through the gap, and the "fighting angle" is in progress.The voices of the audience overwhelmed the scolding of the two fighting against each other.Occasionally a flailing arm is seen.Blood spattered above the crowd. This is the famous "fighting angle" boxing match in Piaocheng Prison, and there is only one man who has ever been crowned the title of "Boxing Champion" here. More than four years ago, Lian Shou shocked the hearts of every viewer during his short two-month imprisonment.The course of those fourteen fights is still talked about in that circle today. "Do you miss it?" Di Bin asked his three subordinates. The three looked at the crowd on the other side of the fence speechlessly.Tian Ahuo has never lost a game.If he hadn't met Di Bin, he might have broken the record of "Boxing Champion".Of course, if you can't live without a prison for the rest of your life, that's nothing but idle vanity.So he was grateful to Di Liuye. Tian Ahuo looked at Zao Qi beside him, who was wrapped in a cloak to hide his face.Tian Ahuo remembered seeing Zao Qi jumping in from the window on the second floor of the gambling house, and he really wanted to see if he could kill this strange man with his bare hands. Tian Ahuo was a disciple of the "slaughterhouse" before he went to prison, but he was kicked out of the gang in less than a month - even the famous "slaughterhouse" couldn't tolerate him.Because he didn't want to die, people even thought he actually wanted to die.He never once quarreled over money and nearly cut himself with a knife; he had several strangers beaten half to death for touching his shoulder as they walked.He was like a blade without a handle until the day Di Bin saw him. The five of them walked silently through the corridor of the dungeon, and stepped down the stone steps leading to the underground cell. They met Qi Chu head-on on the stone steps.Tian Ahuo and the other three respectfully called "Fourth Master" and stood aside with their heads bowed.Zao Qi was a little at a loss, and also stood aside. Zao Qi looked at this "fourth master" carefully: his thin face was a bit like a woman's, without a beard, his nose and lips were as red as shining, and he coughed out a cloud of white smoke from time to time—he held a piece of cake in his right hand. A white silk scarf, which is used to cover the mouth when coughing. Di Bin stepped forward with a smile, and lightly tapped Qi Chu's shoulder. "Fourth brother, it's so early." Qi Chu looked a little shy, trying to dodge the fist sideways, the account books and files he held in his hand almost fell down.Then he started coughing again. "What's the matter? Are you sick?" Di Bin frowned. "Don't wear yourself out. Have you had your breakfast?" Qi Chu nodded while coughing, and answered vaguely, with an expression like a younger brother impatiently asked by his elder brother. "Who is that guy?" Qi Chu raised his chin to Zao Qi. "I found him..." Di Bin smiled proudly. "This guy...maybe it's another Ge Laosan." He said in a low voice. "I think he looks more like the fifth child..." As soon as he raised the sickle, Di Bin's face became gloomy. "I'll go first. Boss is waiting for you." Qi Chu walked away without waving his hands.The sound of coughing echoed between the stone walls of the dungeon. In front of the iron gate at the end of the ground, there were two jailers and a man in civilian clothes guarding.Di Bin recognized Ye Yi from a distance.Those two "jailors" were actually played by the subordinates of "Dashutang". "Sixth Master." Ye Yi bowed.Di Bin patted him on the shoulder.He has always regarded this kid who he personally pulled into the gang as his younger brother.But recently the boss took him in close, and the two of them saw each other much less than before. "Lei Jietou is talking with the hall master inside, Liu Ye will wait a moment." Ye Yi said a little embarrassed.This kid has suffered a lot, and his mouth is tight, but his courage still needs a little training——Di Bin thought to himself. On the left there is an open cell, which is exceptionally clean.Di Bin signaled Zao Qi to stay inside. This is the second time that Zao Qi has been in prison.He thought of Zhang Niu's tragic death.He didn't want to stay longer in this gloomy stone room.But he didn't want to turn back. There is always a moment in everyone's life when he recognizes his own destiny.For Zao Qi, now is that moment.
Glitters of light from gaps in the bars fell on the rough stone walls.Broken silhouette.breaking action. Di Bin caught a glimpse through the gap, and the "fighting angle" is in progress.The voices of the audience overwhelmed the scolding of the two fighting against each other.Occasionally a flailing arm is seen.Blood spattered above the crowd. This is the famous "fighting angle" boxing match in Piaocheng Prison, and there is only one man who has ever been crowned the title of "Boxing Champion" here. More than four years ago, Lian Shou shocked the hearts of every viewer during his short two-month imprisonment.The course of those fourteen fights is still talked about in that circle today. "Do you miss it?" Di Bin asked his three subordinates. The three looked at the crowd on the other side of the fence speechlessly.Tian Ahuo has never lost a game.If he hadn't met Di Bin, he might have broken the record of "Boxing Champion".Of course, if you can't live without a prison for the rest of your life, that's nothing but idle vanity.So he was grateful to Di Liuye. Tian Ahuo looked at Zao Qi beside him, who was wrapped in a cloak to hide his face.Tian Ahuo remembered seeing Zao Qi jumping in from the window on the second floor of the gambling house, and he really wanted to see if he could kill this strange man with his bare hands. Tian Ahuo was a disciple of the "slaughterhouse" before he went to prison, but he was kicked out of the gang in less than a month - even the famous "slaughterhouse" couldn't tolerate him.Because he didn't want to die, people even thought he actually wanted to die.He never once quarreled over money and nearly cut himself with a knife; he had several strangers beaten half to death for touching his shoulder as they walked.He was like a blade without a handle until the day Di Bin saw him. The five of them walked silently through the corridor of the dungeon, and stepped down the stone steps leading to the underground cell. They met Qi Chu head-on on the stone steps.Tian Ahuo and the other three respectfully called "Fourth Master" and stood aside with their heads bowed.Zao Qi was a little at a loss, and also stood aside. Zao Qi looked at this "fourth master" carefully: his thin face was a bit like a woman's, without a beard, his nose and lips were as red as shining, and he coughed out a cloud of white smoke from time to time—he held a piece of cake in his right hand. A white silk scarf, which is used to cover the mouth when coughing. Di Bin stepped forward with a smile, and lightly tapped Qi Chu's shoulder. "Fourth brother, it's so early." Qi Chu looked a little shy, trying to dodge the fist sideways, the account books and files he held in his hand almost fell down.Then he started coughing again. "What's the matter? Are you sick?" Di Bin frowned. "Don't wear yourself out. Have you had your breakfast?" Qi Chu nodded while coughing, and answered vaguely, with an expression like a younger brother impatiently asked by his elder brother. "Who is that guy?" Qi Chu raised his chin to Zao Qi. "I found him..." Di Bin smiled proudly. "This guy...maybe it's another Ge Laosan." He said in a low voice. "I think he looks more like the fifth child..." As soon as he raised the sickle, Di Bin's face became gloomy. "I'll go first. Boss is waiting for you." Qi Chu walked away without waving his hands.The sound of coughing echoed between the stone walls of the dungeon. In front of the iron gate at the end of the ground, there were two jailers and a man in civilian clothes guarding.Di Bin recognized Ye Yi from a distance.Those two "jailors" were actually played by the subordinates of "Dashutang". "Sixth Master." Ye Yi bowed.Di Bin patted him on the shoulder.He has always regarded this kid who he personally pulled into the gang as his younger brother.But recently the boss took him in close, and the two of them saw each other much less than before. "Lei Jietou is talking with the hall master inside, Liu Ye will wait a moment." Ye Yi said a little embarrassed.This kid has suffered a lot, and his mouth is tight, but his courage still needs a little training——Di Bin thought to himself. On the left there is an open cell, which is exceptionally clean.Di Bin signaled Zao Qi to stay inside. This is the second time that Zao Qi has been in prison.He thought of Zhang Niu's tragic death.He didn't want to stay longer in this gloomy stone room.But he didn't want to turn back. There is always a moment in everyone's life when he recognizes his own destiny.For Zao Qi, now is that moment.