"Haha, childish!"

Second floor windowsill.

Zhao Mujin sneered, then looked at Yun Yi with some concern: "Will their erraticism affect you?"

Yun Yi withdrew his gaze from Zhao Mingcheng, shook his head, and said, "What's the good impact? I didn't force them to gamble."

"But they made a bet with you after all, if their elders want to study it in depth..."

Yun Yi smiled: "So what?"

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the desk to sit down, picked up his pen, thought for a while, and then wrote a few words.

Zhao Mujin walked over and glanced at it, then her face changed slightly.

"You still want to add fuel to the fire?"

Yun Yi put down his pen and shook a rope behind him. At the end of the rope was the bell from the box next door. Soon, a servant knocked in the door and came in, and Yun Yi handed him the note.

The servant glanced at Zhao Mujin, then bowed to Yun Yi and retreated.

Yun Yi put the pen down, then turned around and looked at Zhao Mujin, and said indifferently: "You can't let go of such a good topic. What Qingyun Club wants is their passionate customers."

Zhao Mujin frowned and reminded: "Didn't you have a good relationship with Lord Li? Are you not afraid that this will defam Qingzhao's reputation?"

Yun Yi was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and said with relief: "Maybe it is possible, but I think she shouldn't blame me if she can help them see someone clearly."

"See someone clearly?" Zhao Mujin looked out the window thoughtfully. Zhao Mingcheng had signed and stamped the task table. He looked full of energy, and he thought he was sure to win.

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at the same time.

Outside the city of Bianjing, a large number of refugees gathered at the city gate, not causing trouble, but receiving food in an orderly manner with a grateful heart.

Several soldiers on the city gate tower looked at each other, but they didn't expect that the rioters who had been worried for a long time were easily comforted...

"Du Tou, I've asked. I donated 1,500 taels of gold to the nationals alone. The people from Qingyun Club took them all to buy grain and miscellaneous clothes. Do you think they are stupid? At least 1,500 taels, you can deduct half of it..."

The speaker seems to be telling a fact, but in fact the words are full of instigation. Who can't be moved by seeing 1,500 taels of gold?

However, what he didn't expect was that the boss, who was the most greedy person in the past, suddenly looked dark and waved his hand and slapped him.

Bang!

"Zhi Niang, I'll say it earlier if you want to kill me. Do you know how many people in the court are staring here? Just know why I asked you to guard the city gate tower and don't participate in any of the following actions?"

"This, I...I don't know."

"Of course you don't know. I just went to bed yesterday and received a message from Duwei Chen. No one dared to interfere in this matter, because not only were the prime ministers in the court staring at it, but even the official family was alarmed. Who dared to make money from it? The next day, the house was searched and asked for death. Do you believe it?"

"This is so serious, I believe, whatever Chen Toer said is what we all listen to our brother."

The other soldiers also looked solemn and nodded in agreement.

The soldier in charge raised his thick eyebrows, carried his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "Look at it. Qingyun Club took the lead in resolving the refugee chaos. The official will definitely not sit idly by. The reason why he has not taken action is just to see the real purpose of Qingyun Club."

"..." Several soldiers looked at each other and thought to themselves: I'm afraid there is another existence that cannot be messed with in this huge Bianjing City.

At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the city gate.

"Report... Report..."

The soldier in charge frowned and turned to the entrance of the stairs. He was about to ask a question, but saw a slew of carriages coming towards the inner city.

A loud flag was suddenly inserted into the carriage led by the leader.

"Pan's people are here to join in the fun?"

The young man who reported the news came near and shook his head and said, "No, General, it's Mr. Pan. He said he would select five hundred young and strong people at the gate of the city, so that we can cooperate with them with all our strength. The things on the carriage seemed to be clothes and shoes, and, and...."

"What else?" The soldier frowned. Pan Yi knew that he was one of the most difficult dandy playboys in the city.

The pawn patted his chest, calmed down for a while, and said, "There is also the Minister of the Ministry of War, Lord Cao, who brought several civil servants, saying that he wanted to borrow a few tables, chairs, and benches. He wanted to recruit five hundred women to go to Xizishan to weave rattan armor."

"Why are there five hundred people?" The sergeant cleverly found common ground.

The young master smiled bitterly and said, "It's not just Qingyun Club that he has set up a notice board, saying that as long as he completes the above tasks, he can get a Kunlun mirror. Any young man in this city will take action..."

"What did you say?"

"I said Qingyun Club..."

"No, what task did you say you would complete?"

Seeing the soldiers' excited expression, the little pawn was stunned, wouldn't it?

There is nothing impossible. The young master had never seen the Kunlun Mirror. The soldier was lucky enough to see it. He was fascinated by the little Hong girl in Hongxiulou recently. The girl said that if anyone could give her a Kunlun Mirror, he would present his first night hands.

"The person upstairs, why are you doing standing there? Have you seen this young master come? Remove the fence quickly!"

Under the city tower, Pan Yi's arrogant voice came up. The soldier came to his senses, took a deep breath, changed into a smile and quickly met him.

"Hahaha, it turns out that it's Mr. Pan. I don't know what can serve you?"

Pan Yi curled his lips angrily. He didn't take such a young man who looked at the city gate even if he was the head.

"Didn't you see that I am kind enough to go out to provide relief to the victims? Hurry up and ask your people to move the fence away, which will delay my major affairs. Look back and see how I torment you."

"Ah, yes... Oh, you guys, have you heard it, hurry up." The sergeant turned around and said flatteringly: "Because there are too many rioters, it will take a while to remove all the fences. Haha, please forgive me, please!"

Pan Yi frowned and looked at the end of the passage. He saw that there were fences full of fences. Those who didn't know thought that the Liao people had attacked Bianjing, and this defense was thorough enough.

"Well, I dare to ask the young master, I heard you are looking for five hundred young and strong people, I don't know..."

"Oh, yes, you have been here for so many days, so you should know a few rioters!"

Before he could finish speaking, Pan Yi lowered his head and whispered: "Take me to meet you later. If you can help me, I will definitely benefit you."

The sergeant was stunned at first, then nodded and replied: "I know each other, I know you!"

Before he finished speaking, another team of people rushed towards him behind him.

"Old Zhou, open the door quickly. A certain person who was ordered by Chen Duwei went out of the city to select 500 strong men. He dared to stop him and would be killed without mercy!"

Pan Yi raised his eyebrows and turned his head and shouted, "Dog guy, try killing someone, come first and then do you understand?"
Chapter completed!