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Chapter 115 Undercurrent of the East Factory

Jinyifang is the most famous tailor shop in the capital. At this moment, people are coming and going in front of the door, bustling with people, all of whom are noble ladies and maids running errands.

At this moment, two people who were extremely disproportionate to the surrounding atmosphere appeared in front of the door. The two wore hats, veils, black strong suits, steel knives, and a cold breath on their bodies.

Wherever the two went, pedestrians avoided them, for fear of causing trouble. The two looked at the vermilion-red word "Jinyifang" and walked in.

The two of them appeared here, as if they were standing out in the flock of chickens, extremely eye-catching. The shopkeeper saw it at a glance, frowned, then felt comfortable again and went up to meet him.

"Do you two men come here to make clothes or..."

"Look for someone." One of them interrupted the shopkeeper impatiently.

Jinyifang is unique in the capital, and the shopkeepers have seen many arrogant and domineering people from the official family. Although the person who came was rude, he still laughed with him and said, "You are joking. The shop is full of official wives from major offices. How could there be someone you are looking for?"

The shopkeeper was undoubtedly telling the person in front of him that you can't afford to offend anyone here. However, the person in front of him did not buy his account. The other person said unhappily: "Qin Sanli in Jinyifang, is there no such person?"

Qian Sanli, the golden scissors, is famous far and wide, and everyone comes to his Jinyifang to get the name of Jinshe. At this moment, someone named Qian Sanli, so he has to be cautious.

Seeing the shopkeeper's refusal, he panicked the token in his hand. The token passed by, but the shopkeeper saw it clearly. He was so scared that his face turned pale. He hurriedly said respectfully: "Two old men, wait, the villain will go and invite him now."

After a moment, an old man with gray head was taken out. The old man looked panicked and didn't know why, so he didn't bring a carriage. Two men in black drove the carriage, first walked around the city several times, and carefully turned into a remote yard.

"Where are you going to take me? The little old man is just a tailor. You shouldn't offend two old men. Just be fine. Let me let me go." Qian Sanli's heart was up and down, and his voice became trembling.

The two of them ignored Qian Sanli and pressed him on a chair, then stood motionless on both sides. The more they didn't speak, the less they felt in their hearts. Qian Sanli was stuck to the eaves of the chair, looking timidly, and putting his hands on the chair uneasily. He looked back at the two men in black like sculptures, and quickly turned around.

Qian Sanli thought about the bad things he had done from beginning to end, and found that he had not offended anyone, and he usually went to brothels to drink flower wine.

Just as he was thinking about it, a man with a white face without a beard and a brocade hat on his head walked in. The two standing on both sides quickly saluted forward. "I have met Lord Qianhu."

"Yeah, someone brought it."

He raised his fingers and looked sissy and spoke femininely. Qian Sanli got goosebumps all over his body. He understood that the person coming was a eunuch. He quickly got up and bowed to the person coming and said, "The old man has seen an adult, I wonder what can serve him?"

"Well, you guys go down."

After the two went down, they sat on the chair in a big way, pulled something from their sleeves, rolled their eyelids, looked at Qian Sanli, who was anxious and asked, "Are you the golden scissors?"

"Yes, it's just the old man."

"Well, that's right. Why do you want to ask you to do something? I wonder if you want to?"

"It is the honor of the young man who is willing to do things for adults." At this moment, he dared not say anything.

He waved his hand, and the person who came with a smile on his lips, and said, "Don't worry, you'd better take a look?"

Qian Sanli stepped forward and opened the drawing. The more he looked, the more shocked he became. Sweat was oozing out of his forehead, and his hands were trembling constantly. He knelt on the ground, holding the drawing, and said with fear: "Big... Sir, this... is something you want to behead. Please let the old man go."

"Well, others praise you for your good skills in gold scissors, but it's true. After taking a look, you will know what you are doing?" The person who came seemed to enjoy other people's fear, and the smile on his face was as bright as the flowers of spring.

"Big... Sir, the little old man dare not."

If someone mentioned his skills on weekdays, he would have looked proud, but Qian Sanli was already stuttering and his face turned pale, and he would have been so scared that he would have been so scared that he would have wet his pants.

"Who did you do it? Who said you were golden scissors? You can read this drawing, and you can't help but not do it." The visitor found it more and more fun, and got up and patted Qian Sanli's wrinkled old face, and said with a smile.

Qian Sanli's gallbladder was almost broken, and he kept knocking on the ground, begging him: "Sir, please let me go, this is to destroy the nine clans."

"Old guy, you'd better do it well, otherwise I'd know that your baby granddaughter-in-law is pregnant. Tsk, what a good thing, if you are disobedient, you will have to break the back."

"Haha" After laughing, someone happened to send in a few pieces of silk and silk. The yellow silk was noble and solemn. But in Qian Sanli's eyes, there were death talismans.

The visitor returned to Dongchang soon, and some people were waiting in the East Factory. Seeing the visitor coming in, they hurriedly knelt on the ground and shouted in unison: "I swear to be loyal to thousands of households."

"Okay, it's worth my years of cultivation for you. Whether you can succeed will be here. How can your family's future glory and wealth depend on everyone, and you will never treat you badly at that time."

"Mr. Xie Qianhu."

"Xiao Dengzi, what have he been doing this day after he comes back?"

"Except for meeting the emperor once, I have been with Concubine Shu at the rest of the time." A little eunuch hurriedly stepped forward and arched his waist and replied carefully.

"Hmph, it's not surprising that he is the person around Concubine Shu. Now that the emperor has a new favorite, Concubine Shu is out of breath. I think he has something to rely on." There was a cold smile on his face and a hint of expectation. No wonder, Zhu Tai was in the East Factory before, and he planned for many years, but was finally snatched away by a young boy who came out of the road. How could he be willing?

"Don't worry, sir, this Dongchang will be your world in no time." The person next to him hurriedly came up to compliment.

"No, you can't be careless, that boy is weird. We must be careful. Even the old fox Zhu Tai fell into his hands. We can't be careless." Although that was said, there was no seriousness on this person's face.

"Don't worry, sir, everything has been arranged, and there will be no mistakes."
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