Cao Lei's stern words were like a blow to the head, and the smile on Ling Shu's face froze.
His cheekbones twitched hard, but he respectfully put the things on the table before speaking with concern.
"Why is uncle so angry? Ling heard that you have been feeling unwell recently, and he is really worried."
"Then you came here today to curse me?" Cao Lei directly attacked me.
Ling Shu cursed a few words in his mind, but his face showed panic and he hurriedly defended himself.
"Uncle, you really misunderstood me! Huo Wang and I are brothers, and I respect you very much, uncle. How could I curse you?"
"Boss Ling is really eloquent. It's a pity that I don't like this! Don't call me uncle, I can't afford it!" When Cao Lei heard him mention the word "Huo Wang", his face became more and more ugly, and he continued to argue: "What was my son doing back then?"
You transported goods north, and finally lost your life for no reason. As long as you have a trace of friendship, you shouldn't even be absent from the funeral!"
At that time, his son Cao Huowang said that he was delivering goods to Ling's Trading Company. After he went north, he was killed by robbers in a foreign country. The loss of his son in old age was the pain of his life.
When Ling Shu heard this, his expression suddenly fell, and a few tears slipped out at the scene, crying: "Brother Huo Wang passed away at an early age, and I am extremely sad! That's why I didn't dare to come to visit for a few years, for fear of being touched by the scene!"
"Then what are you doing here today? Are you here to mourn me?" Cao Lei looked at his coquettish behavior and felt sick.
"I am deeply aware that I have wronged the hall master, and I only wish I could compensate the hall master for his misfortune. Now I have a large amount of goods to be transported to the north, so I would like to ask for your help..."
"Stop it! There's no need for your hypocrisy, we have noble people in Jiulong Hall to help us." Cao Lei interrupted him impatiently.
Ling Shu stopped crying and quickly asked, "Your Excellency? Is it the He family and Xue family who have been doing business with the hall recently? Or is it Tianxiang Pavilion?"
"Haha, it seems you are very curious." Cao Lei raised his eyelids with a cold look in his eyes.
"This... you must not misunderstand. I am friends with Xue Ren from the wine shop."
Cao Lei looked disgusted and said: "It's been eight years of bad luck for him to make friends with you. No wonder the consigned goods were plotted and robbed!"
Ling Shu's face turned red and white, and he tried his best not to make a sound.
"Kowloon Hall won't accept your business. When you're done farting, just get out."
Ling Shu raised his head and wanted to say something else, but the second hall master rushed over and pushed him out.
"Our boss is about to have dinner. Boss Ling, please leave quickly, don't spoil his appetite."
"You..." Ling Shu shouted as he retreated, "You treat your kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs!"
You immortal, sooner or later you will feel better!
He tossed his sleeves and turned around to leave. Just as he was about to step out of the threshold, he suddenly heard shouting from behind.
"Wait!"
When I turned around, several red objects flew past my eyes and hit my toes directly.
The second hall master patted the non-existent dust on his hands and said contemptuously: "Take your things. Our Jiulong Hall is not short of these three melons and two dates."
Ling Shu took a deep breath, kicked the thing away, and glanced at the sweaty boy.
"Why don't you bring the carriage quickly? What are you doing standing there in a daze?!"
The boy trembled in fright and turned around quickly.
Ever since Ling Shu became the head of the largest wine shop in Qianzhou, had he ever been ridiculed like this? With his face burning, he jumped on the carriage and kicked the carriage wall, cursing: "You ignorant old man deserves this. You will cut off your descendants!"
The second hall master leaned against the door and sneered. After the Ling Shu carriage had gone away, he turned around and returned to the main hall.
Cao Lei sat quietly in the hall, feeling a little depressed.
"Boss." The Second Hall Master sighed and stepped forward, "That Ling Shu has evil intentions, so don't get angry."
Cao Lei snorted coldly, looked at the door blankly, and said in a hoarse voice.
"Why am I angry with him? I just regret that I didn't stop Huo Wang in time, so I let him hang out with this profiteer all day long, and in the end... Alas!"
"Young Hall Master has been smart since he was a child and has his own ideas for everything. It's not your fault."
Cao Lei blamed himself with a wry smile, "Why don't you blame me? It's because I doted on you too much... I doted on you too much!"
Seeing that he was moved by the scene, the Second Hall Master quickly changed the topic, "But Ling Shu came suddenly today, and I always feel that something is wrong."
"I don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. He said he was bringing business to my door..." Cao Lei stood up, turned his hands behind his back and pondered for a while, and said. "But when I mentioned that there was a noble person to help me, he seemed to be very active in asking about it."< /p>
The second hall master understood clearly, "He still wants to take action on our business?"
"No, he's not that stupid." Cao Lei narrowed his eyes, "Although he was probably the instigator of what Dong Hu did, but on the surface he still won't break up with us. He should be asking about Chen Ping, Xue It’s their business!”
He sat back in his seat, carefully thought about what happened during this period, and gave the order after a while.
"Go to Jiangxia Academy in person tomorrow and invite Chen Ping over!"
Ling Shu was always cautious in doing things, but this time he had to bear the humiliation and come here, which shows that there must be something going on between them.
If he didn't ask the matter clearly, Cao Lei would really feel a little worried. After all, he didn't want to have anything to do with Ling Shu anymore.
.......
In the deepest pavilion on the east side of the bamboo garden, Chen Ping pretended to be playing the piano, and the sound of the piano was intermittent.
Zhao Jin leaned in the darkness under the pavilion, without revealing his figure, and whispered.
"Yesterday, I heard someone from Jiulong Hall say that Cao Lei once had a son, and he had a very good relationship with Ling Shu."
"Once?" Chen Ping grasped the key point keenly, "What happened later?"
"That's right. His son's name was Cao Huowang. He was an old man, and he was only in his twenties before he died. I heard that he was engaged but not yet married. He died unexpectedly while transporting goods north, and his body was brought back by Ling Shu." p>
"How did you die?"
"It is said that they encountered robbers and everyone in the group died."
Chen Ping was frightened and asked fearfully: "What about Ling Shu and Cao Lei..."
Zhao Jin shook his head, "Ling Shu and Cao Huowang have a good relationship. But Cao Lei has never wanted to see him. After Cao Huowang died, the two parties gradually lost contact."
North, transportation, Lingshu, could there be something fishy about Cao Huowang’s death?
Chen Ping asked about the doubts in his heart, and Zhao Jin hesitated before replying: "Cao Huowang is the young master of Jiulong Hall, and he has to deal with many parties on weekdays. What kind of goods did he take on the trip before his death, and for whom?
This is unknown. Cao Lei never mentioned it."
This is the secret of Jiulongtang, and it is also Cao Lei’s heartache.
Gradually no one mentioned Cao Huowang's story, because everyone didn't want Cao Lei to fall in love with the scene.
"I heard that Ling Shu came to visit Cao Lei yesterday and left in despair. It's not clear what was discussed. Only Cao Lei and the Second Hall Master were present at that time."
"Oh? It stands to reason that Ling Shu transported Cao Huowang's body back, which is a sign of love and justice. Why did they have a quarrel?"
But if Cao Huowang's death is really related to Ling Shu, Cao Lei will definitely not let it go given his temper.
Chen Ping thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out the reason. Maybe Cao Lei simply didn't like Ling Shu.
Zhao Jin then said: "The time when Cao Huowang died was also the eighth year of Tianqi!"
"What???" Chen Ping's face changed drastically, and he turned to meet Zhao Jin's eyes, but he hesitated to speak.
At this time, Cheng Cheng's voice came from afar.
"Chen Ping is inside, I'll take you there. Junior brother, someone is looking for you!"
The two reacted and looked at each other. Zhao Jin immediately retreated and disappeared into the bamboo forest, and soon disappeared.
Chen Ping stood up and walked out of the pavilion, and saw Cheng Cheng walking quickly with the second hall master.
"Mr. Chen," he said after approaching, clasping his fists: "Our hall master invites you."
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