Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 146: The heroic music

Jingyuan is a place where people gather to live.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

As soon as the old housekeeper entered the door, he saw the bedridden Jing Qingfen sitting up and coughing, his thin body shaking like a sieve.

He hurriedly went over and stuffed the mouth of the hookah into the master's mouth. Jing Qingyu took a few deep breaths of the milky white smoke, and his old face turned morbidly flushed. The coughing stopped immediately, and even the The wrinkles on the face are relieved.

"Master, this cigarette can't be stopped." The old housekeeper sighed and pressed Jing Qingfen's back to straighten his breath: "You went out a few days ago and hurt a lot of vitality, don't smoke a few more times. Your body can't handle it."

"Cough, cough..." Jing Qingyu's eyes were gloomy, and he sucked a few mouthfuls of milk mist. With his bony right hand, he grabbed the pillow next to him. Hateful... hateful! Qin Xiao, Qin Xiao, you died too early!"

The old butler sighed and waited quietly for the master to lose his temper.

The old housekeeper naturally knew the Qin Xiao in the old man's mouth - in Xuanzhu County more than 30 years ago, Qin Xiaoke, a man of the generation of young people, was sent to Dongyang District to be Dongyang at a young age. The water transport inspector naturally joined the Silver Blood Association, chatting and laughing with the presidents of the chamber of commerce, and the disciples of Jing Qingfu's generation of merchants naturally wanted to curry favor with him.

Tobacco was introduced to Huiyao more than a hundred years ago, but due to geographical reasons, the output has not been high, and many people know the harm of tobacco. All warriors who practice warfare are extremely sensitive to this plant that contains poisonous substances that harm the body, and will sound the alarm physically and mentally, so only the low-level civilians can smoke tobacco without any worries.

Although there are many people who like this kind of stimulating tune that makes the body uncomfortable, after all, there are many people who like spicy food, but most of the officials and eunuchs just stop at it and don't take a lot of it for a long time, just like ordinary people don't eat it every day. Eat spicy hot pot every meal.

However, at that time, Qin Xiao brought the hookah, which is said to be popular among the upper classes of Yanjing.

The tools required for hookah are extravagant, and smoking is not as stimulating as ordinary tobacco, and because hookah tobacco is mixed with Yaoshi, Qin Xiao said that smoking hookah can prolong life, and many people believe it - Yaoshi is a good thing. , Everyone has Yaoshi chips in the back of their necks, it must be good to eat more Yaoshi!

Hookah can be compared and it is comfortable to smoke. It quickly became popular in the upper circle of Xuanzhu, but because of the high cost, it is difficult for ordinary people to touch it.

Smoking a hookah had no effect at first. After more than ten years, the group of smokers who smoked hookah every day died prematurely. Many people became alert and immediately cut off their hookah.

But soon after the hookah stopped, various adverse reactions appeared: absentmindedness, fatigue, cough, mental exhaustion... It was useless to seek medical treatment or support, and even some people did not smoke hookah for too long Immediately died.

Yes, die of old age!

It has nothing to do with addiction, most of the officials' disciples are martial artists with a little cultivation, and it is not easy to control them with poison - a few are possible, but a large group of people can quickly find out that something is wrong.

However, the hookah has been popular in the upper class of Xuanzhu for more than ten years, and it has been selling well so far, which is enough to show that there is no strong toxin in it. Even after many people smoked hookah, their spirit and body are getting better and better - until he died of old age.

The old smokers of the Silver Blood Club can self-control themselves not to smoke hookah, but if they quit hookah for a long time, they will die of old age, and smoking hookah, on the contrary, can "prolong life" for a longer time.

From this point of view, what Qin Xiao said is half true.

But these silver-blooded old foxes didn't make a sound, but brought in well-known medical officials to analyze the hookah, and soon found the problem:

Tobacco itself is not a problem, at most it damages the lungs and throat.

The reason why shisha causes people to die early is because of the shining stones inside.

Because very few people will take Yaoshi, not many people know that consuming Yaoshi can slowly enhance physical fitness and mental strength. The long-lasting smoking like hookah can improve a person's martial artist qualifications. After ten years of smoking, it is not too much to upgrade from an R card to an SR card.

It is true that hookahs are popular because they are good for the body.

But fortune and misfortune depend on the fact that physical fitness has become stronger, which means that the frequency of cell renewal is faster. Originally, Huiyao people were short-lived, and most people could only live to fifty years old without any disease or disaster, and they, the 'superior people' with a superior life, could not live too long.

It happens that they smoke a hookah, which is equivalent to advancing their lives in advance.

They can be said to be in high spirits when they are old. They can be full of energy after sleeping four hours a day. They are all masters of time management, but this is the effect of their advance in the quality of life in the future.

When they pass the age of 40, their lives are basically over, one after another rapidly dying of old age. It is useless to quit hookah, because the vitality of life is exhausted and cannot be replenished, and if you quit, you will die faster.

The only way is to continue to smoke hookah regularly, to squeeze the potential of life as much as possible, and to survive.

After discovering the truth about shisha, the Silver Blood Club not only did not ban the sale of shisha, but even tried to reduce the price of shisha and sell it to the general public. This kind of life-squeezing hookah is of course not needed for their ruling class, but for the commoners who can't even live to the age of forty, isn't it a stimulant that can increase their work efficiency?

And the Silver Blood Club not only did not publicize the harm of hookah, but even concealed a lot from its internal members, and encouraged other members to smoke hookah together. Its intentions are naturally self-evident—

I sucked, I died early, how can you live longer than me?

Like Jing Qingfen, she didn't even tell her son.

In their minds, such thoughts even flashed: In fact, the effect of hookahs is quite good, allowing people to exert more work efficiency in the young and middle-aged, and die quickly when they are old, giving way to young people, and completing the new generation of new generations. Old alternate blood exchange.

It's just that when they realize that they are the 'old blood' that has been replaced by that generation, you say that they have no jealousy and resentment towards the 'new blood', which is naturally impossible.

But although Jing Qingfen didn't tell his son, he didn't encourage his son to smoke.

What they hated even more was Qin Xiao who brought the hookah to Dongyang.

After investigation, Yinxuehui was stunned to find that Qin Xiao did not tell a lie: Shisha was indeed popular among the upper-class aristocracy in Yanjing, and it is still a best-seller to this day.

So the first group of upper-class nobles died of old age soon, and now the new group of nobles are still smoking hookah, but no one knows if there is any mixed Yaoshi in it.

And after Qin Xiao left Dongyang District, he was tortured to death in prison because he made a mistake in the imperial court strife, which affected his whole family.

After throwing a lot of money, the Silver Blood Association found out that there seems to be a secret organization behind Qin Xiao called "Four Guards of Radiance". Bringing the hookah to the upper-class nobles in Yanjing and Xuanzhu County may be a conspiracy of a secret organization, but it may also be... an order from the royal family.

At this point of the investigation, the Silver Blood Society is neither capable nor dare to continue the investigation. And these first-generation hookah smokers can only accept their fate and honestly complete their family mission.

After taking a few mouthfuls of milk mist, Jing Qingfen asked, "Where is Zhengwei now?"

"The eldest young master has left Jingyuan, and it seems that he is going home."

"Other people?"

"The second, third, and fourth masters are all in Zizhuyuan and haven't left yet."

Jing Qingfen sighed deeply: "It seems... our Jing family can't escape this fate of flesh and blood."

The old butler didn't understand: "Why did the master say this? The eldest young master has always been unable to play well with the other brothers. Isn't it normal to leave early?"

"I specifically urged them to attend this family banquet, but they didn't show up. Do you think they didn't understand the meaning?"

Jing Qingfen coughed twice and said, "As of now, Zhengwei has gained support from the outside world through the Youth Daily and the patrol team, not to mention that he is the eldest son himself, and not many people in the family are resisting, it can be said that it is the general trend. The other three sons, at most, are the successful ones, and they can’t even do this—you have also read those reports, and the factories in charge of the three of them often go wrong, and the management is getting worse and worse!”

The old butler thoughtfully said: "Master, those accidents in the factory, I think..."

"Are you trying to say that someone else wanted to frame them?" Jing Qingfen sneered: "But didn't they frame Zhengwei? Zhengwei was attacked that time, is it really the Yitian Gang's fascination?"

"They can't beat it in the open, but they can't beat it in the dark. They still want to win?"

"I called them back and they didn't show up this time, just to give them a chance to reconcile. Either Zhengwei will give them a step down, subdue the three younger brothers, and become the head of the family; or Zhengwu and the others will take the initiative to surrender and give up their fantasy. , support my brother to continue to serve the family."

"And now is the worst result - Zhengwei left early, ready to kill them all; Zhengwu and the others are secretly discussing matters, and their ambitions are immortal!"

The old butler was startled and quickly said: "Old slave, I will go to the eldest young master immediately, and tell him what you mean, the eldest young master, maybe the eldest young master..."

"No need." Jing Qingfen waved his hand: "Zhengwei has too much resentment towards me, his younger brother, and the Jing family... With his intelligence, how could he not see the significance of this dinner tonight? But he not only did not want to come under the guise of being busy with the newspaper office a few days ago, but even today when I urged him repeatedly, he just perfunctory me and had no plans to reconcile with his brother at all."

Old housekeeper: "Maybe the eldest young master can't save face..."

Jing Qingfen sneered: "Face? For Jing Zhengwei, face is the most indifferent thing to him! If he really wants to gain the support of his younger brothers, he will definitely pretend to be a 'good brother'. Get them...but since he doesn't, just make one point—"

"He is bound to be the head of the family; he will not keep any of his three younger brothers!"

The old butler couldn't say a word, and silently pressed the back of the master to make the master feel a little better, but he couldn't help but say: "Then if the second young master..."

"It's impossible!" Jing Qingxuan said decisively: "If it were any other time, anyone who was upright and powerful could inherit the position of the head of the family, but when is it now? Cough, there is civil strife in the sky, the throne is vacant, and the districts are in chaos. ...This is a world of great competition, and there is more than enough for a chamber of commerce patriarch in Zhengwu, but what the Jing family needs is more than a patriarch!"

"Fufu, you shouldn't be worried, you should be glad, because after my death, the Jing family will become stronger and stronger, the reputation of the Jing family will be resounding, and our Xuanzhu Jing family will be deeply rooted. It's etched in history."

"Because, the next person to succeed the Jing family's head will be someone with a thick face and a black heart, who will retaliate, and who is ruthless, but who can't find the slightest flaw—"

Jing Qingquan coughed out a mouthful of black blood, and a gleam of light erupted in her eyes:

"The hero!"

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"Ha Qiu."

Qing Lan looked at Le Yu in surprise: "Young Master, do you feel cold?"

"No~IndoMTL.com~ Le Yu also finds it strange that he actually sneezes on a hot day. Could it be that he has a cold?

"Do you want to go back?"

"No, just keep listening for a while."

Le Yu and the others are currently in the storytelling booth on Damenshi Street. Now the bookstore is not talking about books, but recounts various articles of the "Youth Daily" with great emotion. For example, the storyteller in front of them, Luan Jiba, What I'm talking about is the answers in the fifth issue of the "Knowledge Discussion Area" of "Youth Daily".

Not to mention, his role as the narrator can be described as vivid, whether it is a revolutionary leader, a soldier, a king, or a high-ranking court official, it all sounds like the same thing. A mouthful of stinky tofu and a mouthful of iced honeyed five-flowered tea, it's a delight to hear.

Qing Lan said awkwardly: "Don't listen... I wrote the answer he said, I feel very embarrassed."

Le Yu instantly understood Qing Lan's mentality. He occasionally felt embarrassed when someone recited an article he had written, so he stood up and said, "Then let's go and see others play cards!"

Qing Lan smiled and said, "Young Master really likes playing cards."

"Hey, mainly because Huiyao has no entertainment, and I have no fun except playing cards." Le Yu complained: "If it weren't for the fun of running a newspaper, I wouldn't be too lazy to open a newspaper office. But now that I think about it, I do. After the newspapers, my game time has actually decreased so much, it's really not as good as the sky."

"The thing I regret most in my life is the founding of the Youth Daily."