"I don't have much patience, don't make me say it a third time."
Xiao Wu, who originally wanted to delay, hurriedly shook his hands to lift the dice dish.
Three o'clock, little one!
Duan Shaofeng laughed lightly, quickly let go of his cane, stood up and strode out, and said as he walked, "Turn back and ask someone to send the money to the Governor's Mansion."
"If you lose one penny, I'll have someone seal your Xingzi Casino!"
After Duan Shaofeng and the rest of the Duan family army had left, Xiao Wu glanced at the boss's expression, and said cautiously: "Boss, this Shaofeng bullied people too much, and he didn't pay attention to the people in Xingzi Hutong. It’s okay to smash the table, but this time it hurt you!”
"Although the Duan family is the warlords of the North Shore, the Duan family is not the only warlord on the North Shore. Duan Shaofeng's actions are too rampant. He has no law. Do you really think he is the emperor of the North Shore?"
"Although President Chen is weak and worthless, he is still in office!"
Boss Ji rubbed his wrists expressionlessly, and glanced at Xiao Wudao: "Wang Fa? On the north shore, Duan Shaofeng is Wang Fa."
"If you are not convinced, you can go to him to reason, and I won't stop you."
When Duan Shaofeng returned to the mansion, the old warlord was suing the Lu family.
"You don't know what happened at that time. Your good son took a gun when he said he would take a gun, and pointed it at me!"
"I haven't fired yet, but he got fired first and shot me directly!"
"Do you think this son can still do it?"
"If I hadn't only had him..."
The old warlord was halfway through speaking, but suddenly stopped.
Lu, who had been silent all this time, smiled, "Sir, don't say that again, you have more than one son, if Aunt Qiu hears this, I'm sure I'll be angry with you for another ten and a half months."
The old warlord hesitated.
After a while, he still retorted in a low voice: "I want to say that I only have Shaofeng as a legitimate son."
At the position of the Duan family, even if they are not as well-established as the nobles of the family, they still put on a show.
When the old warlord was young, he felt that it didn't matter whether the eldest wife or the younger wife was born, they were all his sons, and whoever had the ability would give the Duan family property to whoever.
Later, when I got older and got in touch with more people and things, I was no longer the old warrior who knew how to fight and fought fiercely.
Naturally, I also understand that there is a big difference between "di" and "concubine".
It doesn't matter whether it's Aunt Qiu or Aunt Chun, no matter how many sons they have, they can't compare to Duan Shaofeng born by the Lu family.
Where are those aunts from? Either a slave or a maidservant or an actor, before that he was a lowly citizen.
How much knowledge can such a concubine have? What kind of good son can you teach
How can it compare with Lu's carefully raised son
The old warlord is only fifty years old now. Although he has delegated power in advance and ignored the matter, he is not old and confused.
Mrs. Lu heard what he muttered, but ignored him. Seeing his son coming in, he pulled his son forward and said, "Is the matter with Xingzi Casino settled?"
Duan Shaofeng nodded: "Well, from now on, even if the old man wants to gamble, he won't be able to enter Xingzi Casino."
Unless Boss Ji dares to ignore his warning, but this possibility is extremely slim.
The old warlord's eyes turned black when he heard it, and his finger pointing at Duan Shaofeng trembled, "You bastard!"
"You are deliberately trying to force your father to death!"
"I have worked hard all my life, and when I grow old, I only have such a little hobby. As a son of man, it's fine if you don't take me seriously. You have to take away such a little hobby, you, you..."
At the end, the old warlord was incoherent with anger.
Duan Shaofeng pushed his father's fingers away, and explained in a leisurely manner: "So you were so ridiculous before, I paid back every penny of the gambling debt that should be paid."
"But the situation is different now. Now that military expenditures are tight, and everyone in the Governor's Mansion has cut expenses, how can you spare a large sum of money every month to pay your gambling debts?"
"As soon as you gamble, the rations of a company's soldiers will be gone."
"You have millions of mouths waiting to eat. You also know that the Duan family never defaults on the military payment. This is the rule you set. Could it be that you spend a lot of money in Xingzi Alley, but the Duan family's army is drinking the northwest wind?"
The old warlord said angrily: "You are arguing! Why did my gambling debt make the Duan family army drink the northwest wind? It's all an excuse for the tight military budget!"
The old warlord cursed and cursed for a long time, and felt pain in his heart when he thought that he could no longer go to the casino to have fun.
Duan Shaofeng had accumulated a lot of military affairs to deal with, and he didn't have time to argue with the old man here, so he ordered the soldiers to look after him and not allow the old warlord to take a step closer to the gate of the courtyard, and then hurried to the study.
The old warlord wanted to swear but couldn't find anyone. All the guards guarding him were blind and deaf. He was making noise, but people couldn't hear him. He wanted to hang himself. There was no reaction at all.
Mrs. Lu occasionally went to see her husband in the yard, but she just sat there for a while and then left.
The old warlord asked Mrs. Lu to stay at night, Mrs. Lu agreed, then turned around and sent the aunts over.
Although these aunts are old, they were all very beautiful when they were young, and they still have charm now.
But I don't know when, the old warlord saw that they had long lost the love and affection they had before, and the more attentive they were, the more tired he became and panicked. On the contrary, it was Lu who always treated him coldly, but he kept warming his face several times. cold face.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since Lu Shi had smiled sincerely at him.
Duan Shaofeng seldom intervenes in matters in the backyard and between his parents. Not much time to pay attention.
He usually goes out to do errands, or approves official documents in the study, discusses matters with his subordinates, and occasionally chats with his mother when he has time.
If he hadn't noticed strange traces in the study, he would have completely forgotten that there was a "temporary guest" in the Governor's Mansion.
Looking at the messy study room, Jiang Shan and Li Jiuheng immediately looked at each other.
After a while, Jiang Shan tentatively asked: "Overseer, why don't you go down and ask the old lady?"
Duan Shaofeng picked up a piece of calligraphy that was scratched and torn. It was a work he practiced when he was meditating yesterday, and he put it in a stack with other calligraphy.
He turned his head to look at the stack of papers on the shelf, and sure enough, a big corner of the whole stack was bitten off.
In addition, overturned pen holders and inkstones, brushes that have been torn off, carpets that have been dug through a hole, and table legs that are full of scratches...
Duan Shaofeng could almost imagine that after he left, the fat thing slipped into the study and had fun to death.
"Didn't you mention it to my mother last time? What happened?" Duan Shaofeng asked back.
Jiang Shan was speechless.
It is true that the old lady loves her son, but she also loves the cat.
A saying that often hangs on my lips is: "I think when I get older and my body is inconvenient, I still have to rely on the raccoon slave to be filial to me. My son is so busy and unreliable. Only the raccoon slave can accompany me all day to relieve boredom."
Li Nu is Lu's nickname for Blue Cat.
The first time it sneaked into the study and was caught by Jiang Shan, he reported it to Mr. Lu. Mrs. Lu locked it up for a few days, but seeing it was so pitiful, he released it.
Since then, this study has been patronized by Mr. Cat every now and then. With Lu's pampering, the whole Duan Mansion is like its back garden.
The places he likes to go the most are Duan Shaofeng's study and the yard of the old warlord.
The former is a place for it to have fun, and the latter is a place for it to watch a play.
Who knows that the old warlord is afraid of cats
If it had been left in the past, someone would have taken the cat far away, but now he is not the head of the house, and his two worthless bastards are causing trouble outside, and they need to be taken care of by the elders.
Duan Shaofeng is cold-tempered, except for Mrs. Lu who can speak in front of him, his own father is not good at speaking.
The raccoon slave is Lu's favorite pet. He was the first to be scratched by a cat and he didn't dare to complain. Every day he bites the bullet and pleases the raccoon slave so that Lu can have a smiling face when facing him.
These two are one person and one cat, and every time they meet, they always make a fuss. Now the old warlord doesn't have a complete set of clothes, and everything is covered with claw marks and holes.
Duan Shaofeng waved his hand, "Forget it, I'll clean up the study by myself, you can get someone to weld an iron fence to the outside of the window."
Jiang Shan quickly bowed his head and said yes, then asked: "Then do you still tell the old lady about this?"
"No need." You can't really argue with a cat.
The things displayed in the study are not classified, but they are not for outsiders to see. It took Duan Shaofeng more than an hour to restore the study to its original state.
As soon as he sat down behind the table, he heard a crisp and tender "meow".
A blue-haired kitten rested its paws on the mouth of the vase, only its head was exposed, and it was tilting its head to look at him. Its orange-yellow cat eyes seemed to be full of curiosity.
Duan Shaofeng: "..."
"Come out." Duan Shaofeng remained expressionless.
Yu Jiatang sneered secretly, don't think that pretending to be cold can pretend that you have not been cute, where did you plan to extend your hand just now
He nimbly jumped out of the vase, circled the pen container twice on the table, and finally sat down on a small stack of books that Duan Shaofeng had just packed.
Duan Shaofeng pressed his fist to his lips, coughed, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull out the book from under Master Mao's buttocks!
Fortunately, Yu Jiatang reacted quickly and was not caught off guard. He glanced at Duan Shaofeng annoyed, looked around, and when he saw the inkstone on the table, he had an idea!
When the blue cat glanced at the inkstone, Duan Shaofeng murmured inwardly that it was not good, this is a newly replaced inkstone, and the ink inside has also been polished.
He quickly reached out to hold the inkstone, but there was a ball of fluff faster than his hand, jumping onto the inkstone first, and the four cat paws were trampling and jumping in it.
This was not over yet, after the blue cat's four feet were covered with ink, it jumped onto Duan Shaofeng.
The neat white military uniform was immediately covered with black "little plum blossoms".
Duan Shaofeng held the kitten by the back of the neck and lifted it up.
Yu Jiatang moved his limbs, his body was still small, so it was somewhat uncomfortable to be carried like this.
One person and one cat looked at each other for a while, Duan Shaofeng called Jiang Shan in, and sent the kitten back to Lu's.
Yu Jiatang lay on the fur cushion a little listlessly, and Lu patted him down with distress: "What's the matter? Ah Feng scolded you?"
Yu Jiatang turned over and buried her face down in the fur of the mat.