HPDBC Chapter 1867 The Anti-Zhao Alliance Devises a Poisonous Plan
Chapter 1867 The Anti-Zhao Alliance Devises a Poisonous Plan
Chapter 1867 The Anti-Zhao Alliance Devises a Poisonous Plan
Upon hearing Zhao Jun's name, Pang Zhendong's face was filled with resentment, and he gritted his teeth.
"He's got the big shipment?" Pang Zhendong asked. Wang Yaoguang nodded. Pang Zhendong then asked, "What? You saw it?"
“I didn’t see it,” Wang Yaoguang said, “but I know he must have taken a large shipment.”
"How do you know?" Pang Zhendong pressed. Wang Yaoguang pursed his lips, as if he had made a difficult decision.
Then, Wang Yaoguang took a leather scroll out of his pocket.
If the Zhao family members were present, they would definitely recognize that the Zhao family also had two identical leather scrolls.
One was found by Zhao Youcai in the yard the morning after Wang Haitao's night raid on Zhao's army. The other came from Zhang Yuanmin's house.
"What is this?" Pang Zhendong frowned, just as Wang Yaoguang said, "Uncle Pang, have you ever heard of the Dasheng Wula map?"
"Huh?" Pang Zhendong was taken aback upon hearing this, and quickly reached out to snatch the scroll from Wang Yaoguang's hand, saying, "Let me see it."
Wang Yaoguang dodged backward, avoiding Pang Zhendong's hand, and said, "Uncle Pang, what are you doing? Why are you hitting me?"
After saying this, Wang Yaoguang pointed at Pang Zhendong's IV drip tube with his free hand and teased, "Don't move around, or you'll get another needle rolling."
"You little rascal, you're always teasing your Uncle Pang like this." At this moment, Pang Zhendong's face showed no sign of illness. He smiled and said to Wang Yaoguang, "Where are you going to get this stuff? If you say Zhao Jun has some, then maybe."
After saying this, Pang Zhendong paused for a moment before adding, "My father said that he heard from Old Man Shao that the entire map of the hunting grounds was basically in the hands of Wang the rich man."
"You wouldn't believe it, Uncle Pang," Wang Yaoguang laughed. "Those years when it was raining knives, how scared was that rich Wang? He wouldn't dare keep this thing at home!"
As he spoke, Wang Yaoguang raised his hand and gestured three, saying, "That year, the wealthy Wang took out three hunting maps and divided them up. My master got one, Old Taoist Wei got one, and Zhang Da Wang got one."
Upon hearing Wang Yaoguang's words, Pang Zhendong frowned and asked, "Who is your master?"
“My master is Old Man Liu the Chisel.” Pang Zhendong was startled by Wang Yaoguang’s words. At this moment, Wang Yaoguang asked Pang Zhendong, “Uncle Pang, is Old Man Wei dead?”
“He’s dead. How many years has he been dead?” After Pang Zhendong said this, Wang Yaoguang pressed on, “Uncle Pang, who was by his side before he died?”
“He…he has an apprentice, right?” Pang Zhendong said, looking at Pang Gaoming.
"Yeah." Pang Gaoming nodded and said, "Old Song."
After saying this, Pang Gaoming saw that Pang Zhendong didn't seem to understand, so he quickly added, "Dad, wasn't that the shack we stayed in on the mountain that day run by Old Man Song and Old Man Xu?"
"Ah..." Hearing Pang Gaoming say this, Pang Zhendong must have remembered. He turned to Wang Yaoguang and said, "That person is also dead."
"How did he die?" Wang Yaoguang asked. Pang Zhendong replied, "He was dug up by someone with a hammer in the middle of the night in the shack."
Upon hearing Pang Zhendong's words, Wang Yaoguang's expression changed. He had been away from home for over thirty years, and he wondered how such a ruthless person had emerged from Yong'an.
At this moment, Han Shengli interjected, "Brother Pang, who is this Zhang Dawang you just mentioned?"
Han Shengli felt that the people Wang Yaoguang mentioned should all be veterans of this forest area. Although he had been gone for twenty years, it was understandable that newcomers wouldn't recognize them, but the veterans shouldn't be unfamiliar with them.
Pang Zhendong stared at Han Shengli for two seconds, then asked in return, "Don't you know Big SB?"
"Ah!" Hearing Pang Zhendong's words, Han Shengli smiled and said, "Him? Didn't he die too?"
"Yeah, he's dead." Pang Zhendong replied casually, then stared at the leather scroll in Wang Yaoguang's hand.
Just then, Pang Gaoming suddenly interrupted and asked Pang Zhendong, "Dad, the big idiot you just mentioned, is he Big Pants' dad?"
"Yes, yes!" Pang Zhendong nodded repeatedly, then said with certainty, "It's him!"
"If that's the case, then the map from the Zhang family has fallen into Zhao Jun's hands." Pang Gaoming connected this matter with some previous events and said, "I was just saying, otherwise how could those few idiots have brought up the wooden dragon?"
"Wooden dragon?" Wang Yaodong was taken aback, then heard Pang Zhendong say, "You're also a mountain herder, didn't you know that a big boss in Beijing recently bought three dragons for 100,000 yuan?"
"How come I didn't know?" Wang Yaoguang said, "So after all that, he just squandered that 100,000 yuan?"
"Hmm." Pang Zhendong responded with a gloomy face. When the two families exchanged their secret techniques earlier, he suspected that Zhao Jun was relying on his family's secret technique to raise the Amber Dragon. But after hearing Pang Gaoming's words just now, Pang Zhendong wondered if it was because of the Hunting Ula Map?
"That kid's pretty awesome!" Wang Yaodong suddenly praised Zhao Jun, which surprised Pang's father and son, Han Shengli, Han Wenxue, and Pang Zhihua.
Seeing that the others were puzzled, Wang Yaoguang shook the leather scroll in his hand and said, "My master said that of the three maps that Wang the Rich Man brought out that year, only the one in my hand is of our Eighteen Ridges. The rest are all from Lingnan."
Pang Zhendong was taken aback upon hearing this, and secretly resented Zhao Jun for using his family's secret recipe to steal the 100,000 yuan reward that was rightfully his.
Just as Pang Zhendong was lost in thought, Pang Gaoming smiled and said to Wang Yaoguang, "Brother Wang, who is this rich man Wang? I heard that he used to have all the maps of the hunting and breeding office. Do you think he only has these three? Do you think he wouldn't leave any for his daughters and sons?"
Hearing Pang Gaoming's words, Wang Yaoguang was also taken aback. Putting himself in Pang Gaoming's shoes, if he were in Pang's shoes, he would share some things to attract outsiders' attention, but most of the good stuff would still have to stay at home.
Seeing that Wang Yaoguang remained silent, Pang Gaoming continued with a smile, "Brother Wang, from what you just said, what happened? You went up to Anzi and found that Zhao Jun was already there?"
"Ah!" Wang Yaoguang nodded in response, and then understood what Pang Gaoming meant.
Since I'm the one who's come to the Pang family's door, I might as well show some sincerity.
So Wang Yaoguang moved the water that Pang Gaoming's wife, Liu Meijuan, had poured aside, making room for most of the kang table, and then unfolded the legendary hunting map.
At this point, not only the Pang family's helpers, but even Han Shengli joined in.
The image that Wang Yaoguang opened was different from the two images that Zhao Jun had.
Zhao Jun's two maps marked the approximate area, while Wang Yaoguang's map clearly marked the location: the small hill between the northeast corner of Qing Shi La Zi and the river.
As a native of Yong'an, let alone the four members of the Pang family gang, even Han Shengli, who had been away for twenty years, could accurately pinpoint the location at a glance.
The key point is that on that small hilltop, densely packed traditional Chinese characters bear a few lines: "Shady slopes and secluded valleys, nestled among forests and hollows, where a thousand immortal herbs have been planted in my ancestral home. The dragon's spine, winding with reeds, gathers auspicious energy; the tiger's broad shoulders are shrouded in mist and haze. Silver whiskers entwine stones, holding golden millet in their mouths; jade-like bodies, like solidified fat, reflect pure beauty. Without a divine connection, we would hardly meet; but upon seeing them, we forget the dust and grime of the world."
“What’s that thing on the shady slope… what forest what…” Pang Zhendong opened his one eye and read the first sentence haltingly.
There's nothing we can do; he can't read. If Zhao Jun were in his place, he'd probably be better at it.
Seeing Pang Zhendong's level of skill, Wang Yaoguang began to read aloud word by word.
"The dragon's spine curves with auspicious energy, the tiger's broad shoulders are shrouded in mist and haze. Silver whiskers entwine stones and hold golden millet in their mouths, jade-like body reflects pure beauty. Uncle Pang, listen to this." Wang Yaoguang recited as he said to Pang Zhendong, "Reed, shoulders, whiskers, body, this is both dragon and tiger, and it's a thousand-year-old immortal herb, isn't this the Great Immortal Herb?"
Upon hearing Wang Yaoguang's words, Pang Zhendong nodded repeatedly, his single eye filled with greed.
At this moment, Wang Yaoguang said, "Uncle Pang, you're a smart man, I won't argue with you about that. Besides, my brother Gao Ming already said, why would I show you this map?"
As he spoke, Wang Yaoguang raised his hand and pointed out the window to the distant mountains, saying, "They've already claimed this place; this great immortal herb belongs to them now."
Hearing Wang Yaoguang's words, Pang Zhendong made no attempt to hide his hatred for Zhao Jun, saying, "Nephew, let me tell you. Zhao Jun has tricked me more than once or twice. That time, his mother organized a group of people to beat me so badly that I couldn't get out of bed for several days."
Last month, he even swindled me out of my family's secret recipe.
"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Wang Yaoguang hurriedly asked, "Secret? What secret?"
"What...what..." Pang Zhendong sensed something was wrong, so he didn't elaborate, only saying, "Look at me now, it's all his fault!"
"Damn it!" Before Pang Zhendong could finish speaking, Han Shengli cursed and said, "He's given me a lot of discipline too."
As he spoke, Han Shengli swung his arm and said angrily, "His dog got lost, and I picked it up. After that, he didn't appreciate it or thank me. Instead, he had those forest rangers beat me up."
Wang Yaoguang returned yesterday and still doesn't know what kind of person Zhao Jun is. Although the Pang family father and son know that Han Shengli's words are against his conscience, since they are going to work together to deal with Zhao Jun, they have to side with Han Shengli.
“Yeah, that guy is really domineering,” Pang Zhendong said. “He just bullies honest people because he has some connections.”
After saying this, Pang Zhendong pointed at Wang Yaoguang and said, "Nephew, you tell me, what do you want to do?"
“Uncle Pang,” Wang Yaoguang glanced at Han Wenxue and then said, “Before coming to your house, I heard from Wenxue and the others that that kid has too much influence. We can’t deal with him openly, so we’ll do it secretly.”
"How can we do this in the dark?" Pang Zhendong asked. Wang Yaoguang replied, "I have a feeling they've set up a makeshift shelter on that mountain. If it were up to me, we should find some reliable people, about ten of them."
After that, we'll all grab big sticks and head over there. In the middle of the night, before they're half asleep, we'll give them a good whack with our big sticks until they're completely dumbfounded, and then we'll give them a good beating.
Let them take away everything they brought out, including the clubs and other implements.
At this point, Wang Yaoguang tapped his finger lightly on the table and said, "I reckon they haven't even brought the Ginseng King yet, have they?"
According to the elders, whether carrying the king of ginseng or a large shipment, you must immediately go down the mountain to secure your profits.
Therefore, Wang Yaoguang deduced that if Zhao Jun and his men did not come down the mountain, it meant they had not carried out the large cargo.
Pang Zhendong agreed with his statement. At this point, Wang Yaoguang continued, "But after all the trouble we've caused him, he can't let this go, can he?"
"That's right!" Wang Yaoguang had barely finished speaking when Han Shengli shouted, "They even broke their arms and legs, and then they still put chicken feathers in their food!"
Hearing Han Shengli's words, Wang Yaodong smiled and said, "Is it over? After this matter is over, let's not go up the mountain yet. Once things are settled and no one suspects us, we can team up to take down this old village. Uncle Pang, what do you think?"
“Okay!” Pang Zhendong agreed without hesitation, saying, “I don’t even care about the ginseng king, I’ll beat him up, I can just vent my anger!”
“That’s settled then, Uncle Pang.” Wang Yaoguang smiled and said, “I brought back five brothers with me this time, all of them are really good. With me, there will be six of us.”
"Count me in, there are seven of us!" Han Shengli shouted, wanting to join. Then he pointed at Han Wenxue and Pang Zhihua, saying, "Third brother, Zhihua, you two come too!"
Han Wenxue and Pang Zhihua didn't want to get involved, but looking at Han Shengli and then at Pang Zhendong, one was their leader in the hunting operation and the other was their foreman in the mountains, they couldn't even bring themselves to refuse.
“Okay!” Pang Zhendong looked at Han Wenxue and Pang Zhihua, approving of the two, and then said, “Me, Gao Ming, and Gao Sheng, the three of us, after that, I can find three more reliable people.”
Hearing Pang Zhendong's words, Wang Yaoguang silently calculated in his mind and said, "That makes twelve people. That should be about right, right?"
"How many of them are there?" Han Shengli asked. Wang Yaoguang replied, "Today I saw... seven people."
Throughout the entire ordeal, Wang Qiang and Zhao Jinhui, two of the nine members of the Zhao family gang, never showed their faces. Therefore, Wang Yaoguang only met seven of them.
“Seven people, that’s right!” Pang Zhendong immediately agreed with Wang Yaoguang’s statement, saying, “There were seven of them when they went to Fusong.”
“Seven people is no problem,” Pang Gaoming said. “Like my brother Wang said, we’ll go up in the middle of the night, when he’s half asleep, and then we’ll beat him with big sticks.”
"That's not right, that's brilliant." At that moment, Han Wenxue remembered something and quickly said, "They have dogs. As soon as someone goes over, the dogs bark. When the dogs bark, won't the person wake up?"
Han Wenxue's words were like a bucket of cold water, completely chilling the burning hearts of Wang Yaoguang, Pang Zhendong, and Han Shengli.
Just as everyone was worrying, Pang Gaosheng and Liu Gensheng, Pang Gaoming's brother-in-law, arrived after finishing their shift at the forest farm.
After entering the house and greeting Han Shengli and the others, Liu Gensheng inquired about Pang Zhendong's condition. Seeing that Pang Zhendong was sullen, Liu Gensheng asked him why.
Pang Zhendong previously said he could find three more reliable people, one of whom was Liu Gensheng.
Liu Gensheng was a forestry worker. When he first arrived at the forestry farm six years ago, he wasn't good at interpersonal relationships. He offended Li Dayong in his group, and as a result, when he went to the canteen for a meal, he was retaliated against by Zhao Youcai.
Because of this, Liu Gensheng harbored resentment towards Zhao Youcai and Li Dayong, but he dared not tell outsiders.
Because of this, and because they were close relatives, Pang Zhendong trusted Liu Gensheng completely. So he told Liu Gensheng and Pang Gaosheng about their plan to raid Zhao Jiabang's hut at night.
After listening, Liu Gensheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Uncle, I have a solution."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room turned to look at Liu Gensheng, with Pang Zhendong anxiously asking, "Gensheng, what's your plan?"
"Hehe." Liu Gensheng laughed, "This move was taught to me by Big Pants."
"What's the plan, brother?" Seeing Liu Gensheng's cryptic tone, Pang Gaoming urged, "Just tell me."
"The winter before last, I was working at the 77th Lengchang farm. Zhao Jun introduced me to Da Kudang and got me a job there," Liu Gensheng said. "Afterwards, Da Kudang talked to us about killing Hei Xiazi Cang and what kind of scheme he was using."
"Kill Hei Xiazi Cang?" Han Shengli frowned and said, "What does that have to do with that?"
“He said a lot of things, but I didn’t remember any of them,” Liu Gensheng said. “Anyway, the gist was that we shouldn’t let them get a good night’s sleep.”
"Hmm?" Hearing Liu Gensheng's words, everyone's eyes lit up. Liu Gensheng then said, "Don't they have dogs? When people go over, the dogs bark, right? Let them bark."
"Damn it, we'll go there in the middle of the night. As soon as the dogs bark, we'll retreat. Once they stop barking, we'll go back in. Let's see if they can fall asleep then. Then, in the middle of the night, when they're sleepy and slumbering, we'll go back with our big sticks."
Upon hearing Liu Gensheng's words, Pang Zhendong, Han Shengli, and Wang Yaoguang's eyes all lit up.