PFC Chapter 139 Wealth Moves People
Chapter 139 Wealth Moves People
Yan He was intrigued and wanted to touch the white wolf. As soon as she reached out her hand, the wolf bit her without mercy. Luckily, she dodged quickly, otherwise she would have killed the ungrateful wolf.
After being rebuffed by the white wolf, Yan He's mood plummeted. Noticing the hole in the wall, she volunteered to crawl inside and investigate.
While she was checking the situation, the remaining snake meat was quickly devoured by the white wolf.
Soon, Yan He let out a wail from inside the cave. She crawled out, covered in dust and dirt, and said with a bitter face, "It collapsed inside and was completely blocked."
"Let's go back. Anyway, we have the map, and the imperial tomb won't run away."
As soon as Meng Fuqing left, Yan He and Bai Lang followed him outside.
Seeing that the white wolf had followed them all the way out, Yan He felt increasingly strange. "Could it be that it's attached to us?"
Meng Fuqing hadn't expected that after starving the white wolf for two days, it would become so cooperative. "Perhaps, it's quite intelligent. It's fine to keep it with me."
"That's true." After coming out, the white wolf's fine fur became even more eye-catching. It stood tall and proud, looking majestic, which made Yan He envious. He said angrily, "But it seems to only understand your humanity, Meng Fuqing."
The two returned to the entrance, where only Xie Jin stood waiting, holding the black box.
Meng Fuqing asked, "The secret passage has collapsed, and we can't get through. What about the other two?"
"There's movement at the convoy; those two went to check it out. They won't reveal the map." Xie Jin's gaze fell on the white wolf. "It is..."
After eating and drinking his fill, the white wolf, who had been looking lazy, suddenly became alert and glared fiercely at Xie Jin as he approached.
"I fought with the snakes in the cave, ate my fill, and then came out," Meng Fuqing explained simply.
Xie Jin leaned down with great interest, swiftly grabbing the white wolf by the scruff of its neck. Seeing that it couldn't bite him and could only bare its teeth, occasionally whimpering at Meng Fuqing, he finally let go.
“It seems to have recognized you as its master.” With that, Xie Jin kicked away the white wolf that was trying to bite him.
The white wolf stumbled and crouched behind Meng Fuqing, whimpering and no longer daring to show its face.
"That's fine, it can hunt on its own anyway." With Du Zhong, Meng Bochang, and others handling the caravan matters, Meng Fuqing brought up the imperial tomb issue, "The secret passage has been sealed off, what's next?"
In her opinion, it would be best to stop here.
From the beginning, she felt that the fake imperial tomb was more like a trap. Although she followed Xie Jin, she did not have any hope of entering the underground palace. Therefore, only the five of them came to investigate.
We've unexpectedly made some progress, but the trouble lies in what comes next.
If they were to bypass the actual entrance to the imperial tomb and use the items inside, it would inevitably be discovered by most of the convoy. If anyone let slip the secret along the way, and outsiders found out, their journey would surely become quite eventful.
If the entrance to the tomb is sealed off and she can't get in, that would suit her even better. Don't blame her for taking advantage of any loopholes later.
"Are you suggesting we lead the convoy around to find the real entrance?" Yan He asked in a lecturing tone, using the voice of an old man.
“Miss Meng, you are still too young. Money can corrupt people’s hearts. Your caravan includes villagers and bandits. They are just people fleeing together. Who knows if anyone might have ulterior motives?”
"The matter of the imperial tomb can't be kept secret, and only the five of us know about the map. I'm your man now, and I'll definitely keep it a secret. Xie Jin is also yours..."
Meng Fuqing and Xie Jin looked at her at the same time. Yan He quickly stopped talking, but then Xie Jin spoke up: "Miss Yan's words are rarely pleasant to hear. It would be even better if you could finish speaking."
Yan He: ...
"Anyway, the one we need to worry about the most is that big guy Qi Liang. He's backed by the bandits of Black Tiger Stronghold. If he fights with the villagers of your village, won't you be beaten to a pulp?" After saying the last sentence, she stopped talking.
“What Miss Yan said makes sense. However, although Qi Liang is the son of Boss Du, he is also my man. If he is disloyal, I will deal with him. Besides, the father and son have been separated for many years and their feelings have not been completely resolved. Now there is a rift between them.”
As Meng Fuqing spoke, she handed the map she had clipped to her waist to Xie Jin.
Xie Jin put the map in the black box, then put the black box back in its original position and handed it to Meng Fuqing, "You take it?"
"You can keep it; it won't look out of place in your hands or your men's." Meng Fuqing shook his head.
She already remembered the contents of the map.
Xie Jin did not refuse again.
The three people and the wolf walked back.
Sensing there was more to the story, Yan He became very interested and quickly asked, "What kind of estrangement?"
Meng Fuqing had no intention of telling others about other people's family affairs, so he just shook his head and said nothing more.
Meng Fuqing only recently discovered this matter.
The spirited woman who took Madam Jiang Wu to settle down in Black Tiger Stronghold was named Huo Chan. She also left Black Tiger Stronghold to stay with Du Zhong.
Along the way, Huo Chan took good care of Du Zhong's affairs. Everyone could see her affection for Du Zhong. Du Zhong seemed to know her feelings, but for some reason, he never responded.
Meng Fuqing learned about Qi Liang's dissatisfaction with Huo Chan from Niu Er. She had also noticed that Qi Liang had reverted to his previous impatient attitude towards his father.
Before the three people and one wolf reached the edge of the swamp, they encountered Mu Feng, who had rushed over.
Upon seeing the white wolf, who was a step behind Meng Fuqing, his expression hardened, and he placed his right hand on the hilt of his knife.
"There's no need to take action," Xie Jin stopped him. "It's Miss Meng's wolf."
Mu Feng sheathed his knife, stepped forward and took the black box from Xie Jin's hand. Remembering what had happened in the caravan, he immediately said, "Young Master, the caravan has reached the entrance to the imperial mausoleum. Someone has made a move."
"Who?" Xie Jin asked.
"He's one of Boss Du's men, a nobody. He has about twenty people who support him, including..."
Mu Feng hesitated for a moment, then looked at Meng Fuqing and said, "The people from Mengjia Village. Village Chief Meng said that if they insist on going in, they should leave the village on their own."
Meng Fuqing didn't care about that, and only asked, "What is Chief Du's attitude?"
"Strive to stop it."
Yan He chuckled and said meaningfully, "If it's like this just because we can see the entrance, what would happen if we could actually get in?"
“Let’s go back and take a look,” Meng Fuqing said.
When the four humans and the wolf returned, the noise suddenly subsided, followed by an even louder uproar.
Meng Bochang, unusually, took out the gong again. His voice was hoarse, but he still shouted at the top of his lungs, "Quiet, quiet!"
Once everyone had quieted down, he followed Du Zhong and another tall, thin-faced man to Meng Fuqing and the others.
Du Zhong said to the people around him with a stern face, "Yang Dacai, the man is back. You decide what to do!"
The man named Yang Dacai cupped his hands in greeting to Xie Jin, "Brother Xie, I know that you and your men are all highly skilled in internal energy. I believe that as long as you enter the imperial mausoleum with us, it will be a piece of cake."
"Of the gold and silver we've acquired, Brother Xie, you take the lion's share. We'll just have some soup. What do you say?"
Unexpectedly, this person had set his sights on Xie Jin. Seeing that it was none of his business, Meng Fuqing wanted to say a few words to Meng Bochang.
Before she could make a move, Xie Jin looked at her and asked, "What does Miss Meng think?"
Meng Fuqing: ...
Why does everything have to involve her?
"Young Master Xie may decide for himself."
"I understand." Xie Jin looked at Yang Dacai. "I'll have to decline."
Yang Dacai looked at Xie Jin with a puzzled expression, then at Meng Fuqing, who was deeply resentful of him. He didn't understand what Xie Jin had figured out, but there was one thing he did understand.
He gave Meng Fuqing a fawning smile: "Miss Meng, we're not doing this for ourselves, but for the entire caravan. If this is done, it will benefit everyone. Some people in Meng Family Village think so too. You can't abandon your own family and clan, can you?"
Hearing this, Meng Fuqing smiled and said, "The affairs of Mengjia Village are all decided by the clan chief, while the affairs of Black Tiger Stronghold are all decided by Chief Du..."
Upon hearing this, Yang Dacai curled his lip, his expression contemptuous.
Meng Fuqing's smile vanished, his eyes turning icy. "...However, I think I can make the decision for the entire caravan. Anyone who wants to go to the imperial tombs will be expelled from the group, not a single one will be spared!"