After hearing Feng Sihai's words, Ajian also became curious: "Master, isn't anyone really jumping out? Even you can't do it?" In the eyes of disciples such as Ajian, Feng Sihai is almost omnipotent.

Feng Sihai drank a glass on his own, with a smile of memories on his face: "When I was young, there were three people who had the most hope. I won't say it, and there was Ajun from the Salt Gang. You don't know how glorious Ajun was at that time? At that time, there were a few groups of people selling private salt in Jingjiazhuang, let alone Laizhou Dengzhou, which were as numerous as a cow. But Ajun had already said that - let the whole Shandong eat Shandong salt, and in the future, they would sell it to several nearby provinces?"

"Hahaha, what's the result? All the opponents were indeed settled by him, but his own brother had already died, and he had survived several times. And after he wiped out his old opponents, more new opponents continued to emerge. Later, Ajun finally figured out that he would no longer invest in new territory, not reach out to other businesses, and just stayed in Dengzhou, Laizhou as a land tiger. After so many years, he still lay in his nest and took a nap. Haha, I don't know that his teeth and claws are still bad now? Alas--!"

With a long sigh, Feng Sihai thought of himself. If Huang Jun chose to be patient and he chose to be patient, in essence, aren’t they all the same?

Thinking that when he was young, his father's old manager died unexpectedly, Feng Sihai took over this small martial arts hall. After thinking hard, in order to find a way out, he went to the He Mansion to kneel outside the He Mansion for several days before he was received by He Guanzhang, who had just won the award.

Feng Sihai decisively seized this opportunity and proposed to surrender the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall to the He Mansion, which attracted He Guanzhang's interest. You should know that it is difficult to strengthen the armed forces of various local families, especially the number of people is very limited.

For example, all the five hundred monks and soldiers in Shaolin Temple should know, but the reason why the court approved it was because this team of monks was already an army outside the imperial court. The most obvious example was that when the Japanese pirates were in chaos along the coast, the court issued an order, and the monks and soldiers in Shaolin Temple had to obey the order to go to the battlefield. But even so, the Shaolin Temple had at most five hundred people.

It is even more difficult for ordinary families. After all, the number of people guarding the hospital cannot exceed too many. The Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall's refuge solves this problem. As for the martial arts hall, it can recruit disciples, not a gang, and it is easier to expand its personnel. Moreover, it does not have a subordinate relationship with the He Mansion. Therefore, with the secret support of the He Mansion, the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall has developed rapidly, and in the process of He Mansion dominating Jingjiazhuang, the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall also played a core role. Of course, the process will never go smoothly, and there were several fierce battles in the martial arts world, and even Feng Sihai left a lot of scars.

However, when looking back on this experience, Feng Sihai felt it was still worth it. Although he had been working hard for the He Mansion throughout his life and could no longer live without the Jingjiazhuang, at least his son Feng Suo had the opportunity to jump out of half a step and he had a high chance of becoming a inspector of Jingjiazhuang in the future. If his grandchildren work harder, he could complete the second half of the step and the entire Feng family could enter a new level.

A Jian, who was standing by, found that Feng Sihai had been pondering for a while, and he became even more curious: "Master, besides Master Jun from the Salt Gang, there should be another senior, right?"

"Oh!" Feng Sihai smiled, "His name is Wu Ke, and he was also in this circumstance. Ake, your master, I, and Ajun are the same. He was young and energetic at that time, and felt that nothing could be difficult for us, and they all wanted to jump out of this Jingjiazhuang. He finally found an opportunity and took his people to Xuanfu to join the army. He first bought the deputy general manager, and then used the money to buy the deputy general manager. Later... he died!"

"ah?"

"Hahaha." Feng Sihai's smile was meaningful, "The ridiculous thing is his death. If he was to kill the Tartars, he could still praise the horse and the corpse was wrapped. But it was said that he died in the fire, and the division of spoils was unevenly, and he was joined by the border generals and the corpses were joined by the enemy. In the end, the corpse was gone, and he didn't even know where he was buried. Alas! Ake's life was also bad. In fact, as long as he survived those years, Grandpa Qi would take charge of the Xuanfu. How could he say, he would still take care of his fellow villagers?"

A Jian had a weird expression, but he didn't expect to hear such a story. Today, Feng Sihai seemed to be very excited: "A Jian, compared with our older generation, there is a gap between you younger generations! Like Xiao Luzi, Tiezi, Ahao from the Salt Gang, and others, there are enough fists, feet, knives and sticks, but they are just a hit. Staying in Jingjiazhuang can become a hero, but you want to jump out? Unless they follow the right nobles. If you are truly capable, Suer should be considered one, right?"

A Jian smiled and agreed, very confident: "The eldest brother can definitely succeed!"

"Haha, you still have to have luck if you succeed." Feng Sihai smiled and waved his hand, "In addition, I was optimistic about a little guy at first."

"Ah? Master, who is that?"

"Did you forget? Matchmaker!"

"Matchmaker!" A Jian couldn't help feeling a chill on his back. Thinking of the matchmaker's deeds in Jingjiazhuang, and the Wang family's civil strife, he couldn't bear it anymore, which led to almost all of Jingjiazhuang joining forces and expelling the matchmaker from Jingjiazhuang. However, the matchmaker still became the leader of the bandit, and was still famous. A Jian was still frightened.

Feng Sihai smiled and shook his head, sighed with regret: "What a pity, I've gone as a horse bandit and went on a wrong path. The matchmaker can't jump out in this life!"

What Feng Sihai said about "jumping out" is certainly not simply leaving Jingjiazhuang, or leaving the world with golden basin, but reaching a higher social class. To put it simply, being an official!

It felt like Feng Sihai was commenting on the hero list of Jianghu today. Ajian asked again: "Master, is there no one else?"

Feng Sihai smiled slightly: "In fact, there should be one more person."

Ajian thought about it, and asked with doubts, not sure: "Are you talking about... Bai Er?"

"Of course it's not Bai Er. He hasn't done much, so it's all a big deal to make a good deal. At most, he is a potential person, right?"

"Who are you talking about, Master?"

"Haha, it's not a hero, it's... Grandma Three!"

"ah?"

"What a pity! Grandma San is a woman. She is the closest to her, but it will never be possible!"

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Chapter completed!