A gunshot rang out! The sound echoed throughout Jing Garden!
Upon hearing the gunshot, some of the Yu Family's servants in the distance instinctively huddled together and crouched on the ground! The maids and servants who were preparing for tonight's banquet were so frightened that they screamed!
Yu Shiting stood still, with Uncle Shui blocking Yu Shiting way. A bullet hole appeared in the ground in front of his feet, and fragments of blue bricks flew everywhere, hitting Uncle Shui's cloth shoes and trousers.
Tan Jingwei saw Song Tianyao fire his gun and almost simultaneously pulled the trigger!
A shot landed in front of Huang Liu, who was shielding Song Tianyao from the bullet. Song Tianyao didn't look at Tan Jingwei, but glared at Yu Shiting, cursing, "Old man, watch out! This bullet didn't hit you, not because I, a lowly soldier, am afraid to die, but because I'm sparing your life so you can think things through!"
After saying that, Song Tianyao tossed the gun in his hand to Huang Liu and turned to walk outside!
Huang Liu took the gun, turned around and followed Song Tianyao away. Before leaving, he didn't dare to turn his back completely to the group. He half-turned to protect Song Tianyao from behind, keeping his eyes on Uncle Shui, Tan Jingwei and Fourth Brother. Only after he and Song Tianyao stepped out of the Yu Family's Jing Garden did he embrace Song Tianyao and quickly get into the car and leave.
Jing Garden, Yu Shiting caught his breath, touched the bloodstains on his forehead, and waved to Uncle Shui, "Uncle Shui, tidy yourself up and have Doctor Liu come over to disinfect and bandage me."
"Yes, sir." Uncle Shui glanced at Tan Jingwei and Fourth Brother beside him, Yu Shiting and quickly stepped back.
Yu Shiting looked up at Tan Jingwei Tan Jingwei looked back at Yu Shiting with a sincere expression and earnest eyes, like an obedient junior.
"Let's talk in the study," Yu Shiting said, then turned and went back to his study.
Tan Jingwei handed the pistol in his hand to his Fourth Brother and followed Yu Shiting into the study. There were still some tea stains and porcelain shards on the floor of the study, obviously Song Tianyao and Yu Shiting had argued and smashed their teacups earlier.
Tan Jingwei avoided the debris on the ground. Yu Shiting, with his back to Tan Jingwei, looked at a Verdant Green Reaching the Heavens by Shi Tao, "Verdant Peaks Reaching the Sky," hanging in the study. The painting was inscribed with two lines by Shi Tao: "Floating clouds reveal the traces of a lofty scholar; withered trees reflect the heart of a Daoist."
"You saw me make a fool of myself. Heh, I'm getting old, not as ambitious as I used to be. Twenty years ago, let alone seeing me make a fool of myself, even seeing a little bit of something you shouldn't have seen would have left you lying at the bottom of the Huangpu River by now," Yu Shiting said, turning to Tan Jingwei.
Tan Jingwei nodded repeatedly, his expression like that of a diligent, studious, and obedient child. After Yu Shiting finished speaking, he seemed to be carefully considering his words before slowly opening his mouth.
"Boss Yu, let's not talk about twenty years ago. Even now, it wouldn't be difficult for me to lie at the bottom of the river. But seeing you make a fool of yourself this time, wasn't that a bit too much? It seems a bit fake. If I were to lie at the bottom of the river for something so fake that it makes me feel disgusted, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to die in peace."
Yu Shiting stared at Tan Jingwei with a hint of anger in his eyes. At this moment, Uncle Shui had already come in from outside with the Yu Family's doctor carrying a medicine box to help Yu Shiting treat his wounds.
Tan Jingwei didn't dare meet Yu Shiting's gaze, turning his head away, but deliberately Yu Shiting could hear, said, "It's really fake. Boss Yu is someone who's frequented the Paramount, how could he..."
Yu Shiting was amused by Tan Jingwei's tone and suddenly went from a gloomy face to a hearty laugh. He let the doctor clean his forehead with an alcohol swab and said, "Whether you think it's fake or real, this play isn't being performed for you. You just happened to be there."
Tan Jingwei rubbed his chin with his fingers. "If you're not putting on a show for me, then are you putting on a show for all those people waiting to attend the banquet? Gunshots rang out at Boss Yu's house, how can this be a small matter? Thinking about this, even if Boss Yu's acting is fake, I'm willing to treat it as real and do what I'm doing."
"What is it?" Yu Shiting asked calmly, his tone completely devoid of the resentment he had shown when confronting Song Tianyao.
"The head of the Shanghai shipping magnates had his home shot by Hong Kong. Does that mean all the Shanghai people are dead? Of course not. Boss Yu ordered us to go and arrest this guy surnamed Song so that Boss Yu can vent his anger. If we can hold onto Boss Yu, even if we can't do business in Hong Kong, we can still make a fortune on those Europe routes, as long as Boss Yu is willing to take care of them, right?" Tan Jingwei said to Yu Shiting.
Yu Shiting sighed, "The reason this guy surnamed Song is acting is because he has a powerful backer. When the powerful backer speaks, a mere servant boy like him can't afford to offend him. It's really tough for this young man surnamed Song to fight to the death."
Tan Jingwei stared intently at Yu Shiting: "I'm not curious about Mr. Song's acting, I'm just curious why you, Boss Yu, are acting, because I really can't guess that what I just said wasn't your true feeling."
Yu Shiting stopped talking and quietly let the doctor bandage his wound.
After Doctor Liu finished bandaging Yu Shiting, bowed, and left the study, Yu Shiting looked at Tan Jingwei, who had been watching him the whole time, waiting for his answer, just like a true junior from Shanghai.
"Zeng Chunsheng didn't go to Taiwan, where did he go?"
Tan Jingwei lowered his head, a helpless smile playing on his lips, and did not answer.
Yu Shiting sighed, "A fool like Zeng Chunsheng doesn't deserve to die. Now that I want to kill you, is it too late?"
Chapter 483 I Want to Touch You
Chu Yaozong sat upright in his study with a devout expression and burning eyes, gazing intently at the cake of Qianlizhen Pu'er from the Guangxu era in the hand of Cai Yuanbai, who was sitting opposite him.
Upon seeing Cai Yuanbai arrive with this cake of Pu'er tea, Chu Yaozong brought out all his treasured tea sets, which he rarely showed to others, for fear of wasting the tea.
Half a set of Ru ware celadon tea set, and an Ebisu Third-generation Koizumi Nizaemon of Japan kettle master Koizumi Jinzaemon in the late Edo period.
These tea utensils, which Chu Yaozong himself used to handle with care, were now ready, waiting for Cai Yuanbai across from him to brew the tea.
"In the past, if I asked you to lend me these two azure cups to admire, your face would turn ashen. But today, seeing that I brought fine tea, you offered them up without hesitation." Cai Yuanbai, sitting opposite, couldn't help but mock his old friend when he saw Chu Yaozong's pious expression.