Chapter 11: Who can be a simple master in Qianqian?

The candlelight flashed, and the coffee house was filled with brisk music.

The bell rings.

Ye Zhao didn't delay any longer, so he quickly jumped onto the bed, opened the window lightly, and jumped out of the window. Unexpectedly, there was a glass bottle where he landed. If he kicked it, he would definitely startle the matchmaker. He changed his feet in the air, but he didn't step on the glass bottle, but his right foot was so painful that he thought he had twisted it.

Ye Zhao gritted his teeth, tiptoed but quickly entered the main hall. Sure enough, amid the sound of the "clang" bell, the matchmaker was still at the door of the bedroom, with her back facing her.

"Don't move! I'll shoot when I move!" Ye Zhao pointed the revolver at the matchmaker's back. This was all a matter of a moment. I'd like the matchmaker to think that he was hiding murderous intent in the room, and plucked the bell to cover up his actions. Suddenly, he came out from behind, but he hit it with a blow.

"I don't believe you have a gun in your hand." Su Hongniang said lightly.

"You can try!" Ye Zhao gritted his teeth, and to be honest, he didn't know what he felt now.

Before he finished speaking, the black shadow suddenly floated up. Ye Zhao hooked the trigger and moved it, but it finally didn't press it. At this time, the black shadow floating slowly fell to the ground, but it was a tuxedo jacket and the top hat finally fell down lightly. In the east bedroom, the matchmaker's chuckled: "Why didn't you shoot?" With the laughter, the matchmaker came out of the room, with a white shirt and a tight red jacket, which made her look even more heroic and charming.

Ye Zhao smiled, slowly put away his pistol, and said seriously: "I can't go to Guilin with you!"

Su Hongniang said strangely: "Who said she wanted to take you to Guilin?" Then she frowned and said: "What? Do you think I'm catching you? At a young age, she is becoming more and more suspicious!"

Ye Zhao was a little embarrassed, but he was no longer the second generation ancestor who had been wandering in the capital in the past, so he naturally had to be cautious.

Su Hongniang smiled again, graceful and looked at Ye Zhao up and down, "But, I have grown up. Today I fell into your hands. If you shot just now, I can't escape. I originally wanted to take you to my place to discuss things, but now you are the leader, find a quiet place, and talk to you about business."

Ye Zhao was a little embarrassed, but he seemed to have judged the gentleman with a cautious attitude, and said, "Then, then go to the Governor's Mansion."

Su Hongniang smiled and said, "Okay, I'm notorious to be proud of my female thief as soon as I enter the Governor's Office in Guangdong and Guangxi. It's such a happy life!" She reached out and picked up the hat, turned around, and put it on gently.

Ye Zhao smiled, feeling a little apologized, but he couldn't say anything with a smile on his face. He turned around and wanted to go, but his feet suddenly felt. It was just Mu Mu's feeling just now, but this movement was painful to the bone.

"What? I sprained my ankle?" Su Hongniang couldn't help but smile, and Ye Zhao ignored her.

Su Hongniang held back her smile and walked over, "I'll carry you! She sprained Marshal Ye's golden foot, how serious the little woman's guilt?"

"No!" Ye Zhao had a stern face, and Su Hongniang had to support him and walk out slowly.

At the back door connecting the yard and the cafe, Sharava was hurried in. Someone was fighting in the cafe, and it seemed that she was chasing the powerful man into the backyard. But what happened? Sharava couldn't help but worry.

Seeing Ye Zhao unhindered, Sharaba was relieved, but when she saw Ye Zhao being brought out, she naturally asked questions.

Ye Zhao gestured and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you're busy with yours, the one in front of you, ask Mrs. Li to find a police officer to deal with it."

Although Sharaba couldn't understand Ye Zhao's words, she saw Ye Zhao asking her to continue making coffee, so she nodded obediently. When she left, she couldn't help but look at the matchmaker a few more times.

There was a four-foot carriage outside the coffee house, but four personal guards were jumping out of the carriage. They were just knocked out and were tied up with the coachman and blocked their mouths like rice dumplings. One of them was fainted and woke up. He was very anxious. If the general made any mistakes, he would not die. Thinking that the general was in danger, he didn't know where the evil spirit came from. He actually tried his best to spit out a tight cloth ball in his mouth. He then bit off a rope over his shoulder with his teeth, and one of them broke down, but he didn't care.

As soon as the rope left, he quickly cut off the ropes of the other three with his carry-on dagger, punched and kicked, awakened the three of them, and was about to rescue the general.

When Su Hongniang saw several people jump out of the carriage, she saw blood foam from the corner of her mouth of a guard. Her heart was shaking. His strong personal soldiers were so powerful.

"Master!" Several personal guards rushed over, and Ye Zhao had already said, "It's one of my friends. Don't take it seriously." He sighed and said, "Everyone has suffered a lot today. My friend is messing around. I'm sorry, everyone, I'll go to the account to pay the money later!"

The matchmaker also hugged and bowed to apologize. Several of the personal guards were ashamed and admired. The handsome man’s friend seemed to be a woman, but he was really a master! What kind of face does he have to pay for money? In the future, he must practice his arts well. It is not a pity to die. But today he has lost the handsome man’s majesty. Will there be another next time?

The matchmaker's hat was very low, and they couldn't see their appearance. Now they heard that they were good friends of the handsome man, so they didn't dare to look at it. In fact, there was no real image of the matchmaker in the government, and the image painted was really far from the matchmaker, but the matchmaker was very careful.

The coachman was also taken out and splashed with water to wake him up. He didn't know what was going on and didn't dare to ask. When he heard the coach call to drive back home, he hurried to get on the shaft of the car.

He rushed into the city and headed to the back door of the Governor's Mansion.

When Ye Zhao was helping Su Hongniang into the yard, Chang Shun and the maids and servants were furious. The master sprained his ankle. What's so great? The entire mansion was immediately in chaos. Some went to the doctors, some were crying, and some went to the medicine warehouse to find medicine. It was really exciting.

Su Hongniang was helpless, and finally knew how he developed his precious temperament.

"Just make me a basin of cold water, go whatever you should do! I have a serious business here!" Ye Zhao couldn't hold on to Su Hongniang's face with a pink face and smile.

The three main rooms in the inner courtyard were transformed by Ye Zhao, and the east bedroom was made into a bathroom, sprinkled with fragrance. The maid had to carefully clean the huge wooden barrel every day. The western bedroom had a high bed, soft bed, and tassels on the curtains, which were extremely luxurious. The main hall was filled with mountains and rivers, purple felt soft couches, and exquisite soft piers for a rest.

Sitting on the soft couch, Ye Zhao soaked his right foot in cold water, then turned to Su Hongniang and asked, "What kind of business do you want to talk about?" Before he knew it, he seemed to be disconnected today, and his wife couldn't shout it out.

But Su Maoniang sighed softly, moved the soft pier to the basin, reached out and gently pulled Ye Zhao's legs up, placed Ye Zhao's feet on his knees, grabbed Ye Zhao's slippery little hand, slowly massaged it, and said softly: "What's the point of saying you? Without you, there would be no matchmaker. Do you think the matchmaker is a wolf-hearted person? How can you imagine that I will catch you!"

Ye Zhao said embarrassedly: "I am wrong, I apologize to you." He knew that the matchmaker's method of spraining ankle is wrong now, but itchy and slim, it feels so comfortable that he can't bear to leave the matchmaker's little hand.

I think so, although Matchmaker is a martial artist, her body is as soft as something, so how can she have the experience of spraining ankle? As for helping others treat spraining ankle, it is even more impossible.

"You, the more you become, the more suspicious you are getting stronger and stronger. Good, but not good, so you have to decide who you want to do."

It is rare that the matchmaker is so gentle, Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Don't you be suspicious?"

"If I let you down, the sky will be struck by lightning!" The matchmaker said firmly.

Ye Zhao felt even more apologized, but could only smile and said with a smile: "It's not that serious. I promise you, even if one day you really want to borrow my head, just take it."

"Saying bastards again!" The matchmaker glared at Ye Zhao, but she was full of charm.

Ye Zhao smiled and leaned on the soft couch, slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the wonderful taste of softness on his heels and unstoppable soles of his feet.

Although Ye Zhao looked like an enjoyable old man again, Su Hongniang was amused but did not make a sound. She had heard that it seemed that shave her toes lightly, so she copied it and rubbed Ye Zhao's toes one by one with her snow-white hands that had killed countless enemies.

Ye Zhao took a breath in his heart, feeling so comfortable that he almost made a sound.

"Does it still hurt?" Su Hongniang asked softly.

"Somewhat." Ye Zhao said vaguely. It's not easy to lie in front of the matchmaker, so it's better to be vague.

Su Hongniang looked at him with a funny look, finally shook her head, and the snow-white little hand moved, and said quietly: "You said, will we meet on the battlefield one day? You are an official after all, and I am a thief after all."

Ye Zhao opened his eyes, sat up, and smiled and said, "I don't think so. Officials may become thieves, and thieves may be officials, and they will be successful and kings will be defeated."

Su Hongniang smiled slightly: "Originally, I'll give you a title of king. I'd like to come and help me one day, but now it won't work. I've thought about capturing you to Guilin, but it's not sweet to make me feel so I'd better forget it."

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Why isn't it sweet? It's a bad fate for us to talk about it, but when I think of you, I feel sweet in my heart."

Su Hongniang nodded slightly and said, "Yes, the bad fate is not bad at all."

Ye Zhao knew that Su Hongniang was confused about the future. No matter what, she was still unwilling to fight with her, but she was in charge of Guangdong and it seemed like a matter of time to conquer her.

He smiled and said, "You, just learn from my husband. I am drunk now. But, my husband will give you a clear idea. As long as you don't offend me, my husband will love you more and more. You don't know that you are willing to hurt you half a hair?"
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