A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 232: The aftermath
Ruan Fengshan was a little hesitant about Luan Jingfu's matter, and even if he wanted to kill him, it was not now. Luan Jingfu and Wei Yutian had a very good relationship, and he also had to consider Wei Yutian's attitude.

Once the news of killing gang members without authorization is exposed, even if he is the leader, Yuanyang Hall will hold him accountable.

Even if you want to kill Luan Jingfu, you have to set up a trap.

Ruan Fengshan finished thinking about this matter, and then his eyes suddenly flashed and he shouted, "Zheng Wei!"

A servant named Li Zhong came in from outside and said, "Master, Zheng Wei is out."

Ruan Fengshan then remembered that he had asked Zheng Wei to go to the coffin shop. He looked at Li Zhong and said, "Go to the accounting office in the backyard and ask someone to bring Wang De'an and Zhu Shicheng to see me."

"Yes."

Ruan Fengshan picked up the half-remaining cup of ginseng tea on the table and poured it down his throat.

It was the end of the year, and it should have been a leisurely time, but both the Filthy Blood Sect and the Escort Agency were plagued by a lot of trouble. Even though Ruan Fengshan was a man of deep thoughts and iron will, he often felt tired.

Li Zhong led the way, and two guards escorted Wang De'an and Zhu Shicheng to the door of the back hall.

Ruan Fengshan stood there and waved his hand, and Li Zhong stopped the two guards at the door, allowing Wang De'an and Zhu Shicheng to go in alone.

Wang De'an and Zhu Shicheng rushed in, and immediately knelt down when they saw Ruan Fengshan.

"Wang De'an!" Ruan Fengshan's voice was deep.

"I'm here." Wang De'an's voice trembled a little. The news of Xu Shouxian's death had a great impact on him.

"How much of the difference in the accounts that you handled was embezzled?" Ruan Fengshan stood in front of the desk with his hands behind his back, his face as cold as frosty.

Wang De'an banged his head on the ground and shouted, "I took 30%!"

Ruan Fengshan's expression relaxed, and he looked at Zhu Shicheng and asked, "What about you?"

Zhu Shicheng hesitated for a moment and said, "My share is also 30%."

As Zhu Shicheng spoke, he glanced at Wang De'an from the corner of his eye. In his heart, he blamed Wang De'an for being too honest. He told the truth when the shopkeeper asked. If he said less, he might have a better chance of survival. If he told the shopkeeper directly that he had embezzled 30%, wouldn't that be digging his own grave?
"Go away!" Ruan Fengshan waved his hand and said, "Take them back!"

The two guards guarding the door came in and escorted Wang De'an and Zhu Shicheng out of the door.

Ruan Fengshan looked at the account book and already knew their share.

Wang De'an and Zhu Shicheng kept 30% of the profit margin, and the remaining 70% was divided equally between Xu Shouxian and Luan Jingfu.

Just now, if the two of them dared to say even a cent less, Ruan Fengshan would have beaten them to death immediately!
Wang De'an and Zhu Shicheng were escorted out of the door. After walking for a while, Zhu Shicheng suddenly muttered in a low voice: "Why are you so honest? Can't you say less? Mr. Xu is dead, who knows how much we have embezzled?"

Zhu Shicheng felt that if he said less, he could bear less blame and perhaps even avoid death.

Wang De'an glanced at Zhu Shicheng and whispered, "Do you know? As soon as Mr. Xu died, his housekeeper sent a letter to the shopkeeper."

"A letter? What letter? How did you know?"

"How I know this is none of your business. I have my own ways. But I tell you, if you had said less just now, you would have died in there. Old Zhu, you owe me a life."

"you……"

Zhu Shicheng wanted to say something, but the guard behind him suddenly pushed him and made him stagger, and shouted: "What are you two whispering about? You can't even walk properly."

Seeing the guards urging them, Zhu Shicheng and Wang De'an both shut up.

In the evening, Zheng Wei, along with four burly men, carrying a large coffin, stopped at the door of the accounting office in the backyard.

Ruan Fengshan came in person to see Xu Shouxian's burial.

He walked into the accounting office in the backyard, looked at Luan Bao and asked, "Where is Xu Shouxian's body?" "Boss, it's in the Dongjia room!" Luan Bao replied. Although he tried to remain calm, his eyes were still flickering.

Ruan Fengshan walked into the Dongjia room. Xu Shouxian's body was placed on the table at the door, covered with a white cloth.

When Ruan Fengshan lifted the white cloth, he saw Xu Shouxian's eyes wide open with fear, his dark purple neck, and the painful expression frozen on his face.

Ruan Fengshan reached out and rubbed the outer corners of Xu Shouxian's eyes, then slowly wiped his eyelids.

Ruan Fengshan's eyes swept over the dark blue marks on Xu Shouxian's neck. The marks were deeply embedded in the flesh of the neck and spread to the back of the neck.

Ruan Fengshan's eyes jumped. He turned Xu Shouxian's body slightly and looked at the back of Xu Shouxian's neck. He saw that the deep mark of strangulation still existed for a short time at the back of his neck.

If a person dies by hanging, the marks from hanging will only be on the front of the neck.

Judging from the marks of strangulation that were deeply embedded in the flesh, Xu Shouxian obviously did not hang himself!
He was strangled to death!
"It's Luan Bao!" Ruan Fengshan's eyes were cold. "It's true that a good father will have a good son!"

Ruan Fengshan looked at Xu Shouxian's body in front of him. The clues before and after were strung together into one. At this moment, he finally made up his mind.

"The Luan family father and son can no longer be kept! Losing an arm is better than suffering a backlash!"

After Xu Shouxian's body was buried, four burly men lifted the coffin, and Ruan Fengshan personally delivered Xu Shouxian's body to the Xu Mansion.

The Xu family had already set up the mourning hall with white cloth hung all around!
As soon as the coffin was placed in the room, the old butler Ye Tian, holding two children, with Xu Shouxian's concubines kneeling behind them, burst into tears!
Ruan Fengshan lit a stick of incense in front of the coffin, then returned to the backyard of the escort agency with a heavy heart. He stayed awake almost half the night, thinking about how to deal with the aftermath.

The next morning.

At daybreak, the Juyi Hall in the backyard of Yuanshun Escort Agency was already full of people.

Everyone had a grim look on their faces. What happened in the past two days had spread inside and outside the escort agency. Although Xu Shouxian was dead, no one knew how Ruan Fengshan was going to clean up the mess.

There were almost as many people attending this meeting as at the year-end general meeting. Everyone who was supposed to come came, but Duan Rong and Xiao Yu also sat at the end of the table, at the edge of the second row behind Xiao Zongting.

Last night in the evening, Duan Rong was sitting in the pavilion, playing with the little hedgehog, when suddenly there was a knock on the gate.

Duan Rong frowned and scanned the area with his spiritual sense.

He suddenly discovered that the person standing outside the Liulu gate was Ruan Fengshan's personal servant Zheng Wei. Duan Rong immediately stood up and opened the gate.

Zheng Wei told Duan Rong that he had to attend a morning meeting at the Juyi Hall in the backyard at 5 a.m. tomorrow, and then he left in a hurry. It was obvious that he had to go and notify other people.

Duan Rong stood at the door of Liulu, watching Zheng Wei's hurriedly leaving back, his eyes flickering, and murmured: "If the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, it shouldn't be so fast. It will take time to verify it..."

In less than a day, Ruan Fengshan has already started organizing the morning meeting. It seems that he has made a decision.

Duan Rong had not expected that Ruan Fengshan would make a decision so quickly on such a complicated and confusing matter. "He is a powerful local tyrant after all!"

Duan Rong closed the gate and went back to his room to sleep.

At this time, Duan Rong was sitting in the gathering hall. He could smell the heavy atmosphere in the air, and many people's eyes were passing over him intermittently.

It was just dawn, and the light in the Juyi Hall was dim. Bright candles hung high on the pillars, illuminating the faces of the people.

The tall, wide chair at the top was empty; Ruan Fengshan had not arrived yet.

Duan Rong sat in the shadow of the corner, scanning the people on the field with deep eyes. At this moment, a light cough was heard from the screen behind the tall, wide chair.

Ruan Fengshan walked out from behind the screen, walked slowly to the tall, wide chair, stepped on the pedal, and sat down.

(End of this chapter)