Chapter 266 Who's Over There? You know, Li Wenbin’s position in Heshenghe is actually a legal advisor. This position, in the mouths of the underworld, has another name, that is, white paper fan. Although Franklin Roosevelt has long passed away, who dares to underestimate such a terrifying network of connections? This is the foundation of the Zhi Gong Tang in San Francisco, and it is also one of the reasons why it has become the leading Hongmen in the world today. "That's right. The societies nowadays are all in a mess. All they think about is how to make money. They have completely forgotten where the Hongmen oath is." "Only people like Lin Zehao can keep in mind the four words of eliminating violence and upholding justice, and the morality of the underworld. He is indeed a contemporary leader." "I wonder when Lin Zehao will come to San Francisco. It would be a blessing for us old guys to meet some outstanding people of the time." The other old man's words drew the approval of the crowd. "That's right. Although Lin Zehao is the leader of He Shenghe, he is also a talent of our Hongmen. Seeing him develop into the current scale, I am also happy from the bottom of my heart." "Having such a person like him can be regarded as a successor to our Hongmen cause."
"I don't know if Lin Zehao is still unmarried. I happen to have a 28-year-old granddaughter who is so pretty. If I marry her to him, wouldn't it be a perfect match made in heaven..." After hearing this, everyone immediately stopped discussing and looked at this person with strange eyes. "You are simply talking nonsense. Although your granddaughter is indeed only sixteen years old, she is not even on the same level as the handsome and elegant Lin Zehao in terms of appearance. You should definitely not harm such an outstanding young person." "You know, Lin Zehao's appearance is only slightly inferior to my younger self..." When he said the previous sentence, he had the unanimous approval of everyone, but as soon as he said the last sentence, he became the target of public criticism. “Come on, judging from your youthful appearance, there are at least seven of me missing from you compared to Lin Zehao.” "Even comparing your appearance with Lin Zehao is considered an offense..." Seeing that the topic was getting more and more off-topic, Situ Mingzhi coughed a few times and the scene gradually became quiet. He cleared his throat and said slowly: "You are all veterans. Logically, you should become more and more experienced. How come you have experienced so many ups and downs when you were young, but now you are old, you become like children..." Hearing this, everyone just smiled and didn't take it to heart. As old brothers who had fought together to conquer the world, they naturally understood that Situ Mingzhi would not make a big deal out of such a small matter. As expected, Situ Mingzhi only said one sentence and did not mention it again. Instead, he pondered for a moment and continued, "I heard that He Shenghe is about to start the change of leadership ceremony. As Hongmen brothers, we, the Zhigongtang, should also send people to watch the ceremony." His words were approved by everyone. “That’s what it should be.” "Red flowers, white lotus roots, green lotus leaves. The Hongmen in the world are one family. It is indeed in accordance with etiquette for us to send people to observe the ceremony." "But who should we send?" When the Tartars invaded the Han homeland, the Ming lost its territory and the Jurchens took it back. When the Hongmen was first founded, it was called Hanliu, and its purpose was to retain the Han homeland. Hanliu was started by Yin Hongsheng, a hero who fought against the Qing Dynasty. Therefore, later generations respected Yin Hongsheng as the ancestor of Hongmen.
After Yin Hongsheng's death, his son defected to Zheng Chenggong. The idea of Hanliu was passed on to Zheng Chenggong's troops, and was accepted and carried forward by them, aiming to resist the persecution and rule of the Qing Dynasty and preserve the Han culture. The situation was sensitive at that time, and because the meaning of Hanliu was too obvious, Hanliu was changed to Hongmen, because the traditional Chinese character "Han" becomes "Hong" by removing "Zhongtu". It was at this point that the concept of Hongmen was formed. After the Zheng family surrendered, this group of people hid everywhere among the people, and worshipped Shi Kefa as Emperor Wenzong, Zheng Chenggong as Emperor Wuzong, Chen Jinnan as Emperor Xuanzong, Wan Yunlong as Emperor Dazong, and Su Hongguang as Emperor Weizong. At this time, it was already the reign of Emperor Kangxi. All five sects had died, and the Hongmen was leaderless. At this time, because Shaolin was a royal temple in the late Ming Dynasty, its relationship with the Qing court was naturally tense. Later, Kangxi burned down the Shaolin Temple. Looking at the entire temple, only five monks escaped. After going through many hardships and dangers, they arrived at the Gaoxi Temple, where they inserted grass as incense, became brothers with different surnames, and determined to take revenge and restore the Ming Dynasty. These five people are naturally the Shaolin Martial Ancestors. This is why, among the Hongmen, there is not only the custom of worshipping Guan Gong, but also worshipping Bodhidharma. Later, with the continuous development of the times, this group of Hongmen descendants dispersed to all corners of the country and formed different branches. Among them, the more well-known ones include the Cao Bang, Tiandihui, Pao Gehui (Ge Laohui), Triads, Anqinhui, Zhigongtang, etc. Therefore, there is a saying that red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus leaves, and all the Hongmen people in the world are one family. However, He Sheng He is different from those societies that fly the so-called Hongmen banner. It was originally founded by the orthodox Hongmen leader Hei Gu Ren, who held a Incense-Cutting Conference and announced it to his fellow martial artists. To put it simply, it has been officially certified and is absolutely authentic. In other words, if Xin Ji and He Sheng He, who are also registered as Sijiuzai, go to other orthodox Hongmen territories around the world to seek help, the reasons why Xin Ji needs help may be all sorts of strange, such as being a fellow Han Chinese, or simply because they like each other, etc. As for the people of He Shenghe, there is only one reason, that is, as fellow Hongmen brothers, they will naturally not sit idly by. Therefore, Situ Mingzhi had the idea of sending people to attend the viewing ceremony. After all, He Sheng He and Zhi Gong Tang are both orthodox members of the Hongmen, and even if they break bones, they still have tendons. "How about we send Zeng Jiahan?" "He is only in his thirties this year, which makes him a young man. I think he and Lin Zehao will have a lot in common," "Moreover, he is the youngest in the Zhigongtang, which puts him in the top ten category. His status is also impressive, so it is not an insult to Lin Zehao." Zeng Jiahan is a young and outstanding figure in the Zhigongtang of San Francisco, and is considered a leader of the younger generation. In the Zhigongtang, there are various levels of division, all designed according to the previous Hongmen system. Among the thirty-six half-management positions, the youngest one is responsible for handling all the chores related to entertaining guests. It is neither big nor small. Considering his age of thirty-something, he can be described as young and promising. However, compared with Lin Zehao's achievements, it seems a bit too mediocre. Thinking of this, Situ Mingzhi immediately shook his head and said, "No, with his personality, he is too prone to causing trouble. Maybe a good thing will turn into a bad thing in his hands." After hearing Situ Mingzhi's statement, everyone stopped insisting. After all, Zeng Jiahan is indeed a little too proud and gives people a feeling of being superior. If he caused Lin Zehao to feel resentful towards the Zhigongtang, it would indeed be a loss.
After thinking for a moment, Situ Mingzhi fixed his eyes on a man with half black and half white hair, wearing a white Tang suit, and looking to be around fifty years old. He slowly said, "Old Wang, I'll have to trouble you to go to the Heshenghe Change of Leadership Ceremony this time." "I don't know. What do you think?" Wang Cenming was very independent within the Zhigongtang, and his position was that of the emperor. Just from the name, you can tell what kind of status this position holds. According to the hierarchy within the Zhigongtang, the Emperor is the first in line, on the same level as the Dragon Head. But in reality, the emperor only had a high status and treatment, but did not have any real power. Usually, this position is awarded to disciples who have made great contributions. "I've been stuck in San Francisco for long enough. It's a good opportunity to go somewhere else to relax. I can also meet a young hero like Lin Zehao. Of course I'm willing to go." Wang Cenming smiled and nodded, looking very happy. Hearing this, everyone was a little surprised. Even their weathered hearts couldn't help but feel shocked. I thought that sending a person who was ranked tenth in the family to watch the ceremony would be enough to give Lin Zehao face. Unexpectedly, in the end, a top emperor was sent. From a legal point of view, this was equivalent to Situ Mingzhi himself coming in person. As the leader of the Hongmen in the world, the Zhigongtang has never had such a precedent! This is not only unprecedented, but it is estimated that there will be no one like it in the future. Could it be that Lin Zehao, who is only 20 years old, is really worthy of Situ Mingzhi's attention? Thinking of this, everyone had different expressions and remained silent. Seeing this, Situ Mingzhi did not say anything, but just nodded slightly to Wang Cenming, then looked at the wooden couplet behind him with a solemn look, and remained silent for a long time. The town is located on a high hill, with a scene of eternal beauty of mountains and rivers. The door faces the sea, and the water of Sanhe Gorge flows for thousands of years. …… Meanwhile, Hutchison House, underground parking lot. At this time, because the press conference was over, most of the reporters had dispersed. After all, they are in a hurry to go back to finish their manuscripts and earn some money. To them, time is money. Looking around, the entire underground parking lot was empty except for Liu Timing, who sneaked out from behind a pillar, shaking his head and looking around before carefully walking out. That tiptoeing look perfectly illustrates what it means to have a sneaky look. "Damn, these security guards are really dedicated. I just asked a few questions, but they used their power to chase me and prevent me from leaving with the main group." "Just wait for me. After I get out of this, I will definitely sue Hutchison Whampoa and make your boss Lin Zehao bankrupt!" Liu Timing kept cursing and swearing in his heart, and even his expression became ferocious.
As he was cursing, he walked to his car, took out his car keys and opened the door. The moment the car started, the heavy weight in Liu Timing's heart fell to the ground uncontrollably. Then he stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and the car rushed towards the exit. However, with the help of the dim light and looking at the dark passage in front of him, Liu Timing still did not dare to be careless, for fear that a person would suddenly jump out from some invisible place and stand in front of his car. After all, he said disrespectful words about their boss in that situation, so of course he would feel guilty. Thinking of this, as the car speed continued to increase, Liu Timing's heart beat faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of his throat in the next second. Feeling the sound of his heartbeat, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and his eyes kept scanning the surrounding environment at a very fast frequency. At this moment, a sudden noise came from the corner, which frightened Liu Timing. He stepped on the brakes subconsciously. The tires rubbed against the ground violently, producing a harsh sound and leaving a black brake mark. He plucked up his courage, slowly rolled down the car window, carefully stuck his head out and looked in the direction where the sound came from. "Who is it, who is over there?" (End of this chapter)