Chapter two hundred and forty-five Qin family with bad intentions
"Oh, it's not right." The young man in white robe patted his forehead and hurriedly chased him out, and finally caught up with Long Yu and the others before leaving. {Swallow} "Young Master, wait a moment." Long Yu turned around
He looked over at the white-robed young man who was running over like lightning, and said strangely: "What's wrong? Is my gold ticket really fake?" "Oh, what are you talking about? I mean, you didn't give me the address,
I'll take this thing to deliver it?" The young man in white robe returned with a smirk.
"Oh, I didn't say it." Long Yu looked at him and asked. Manager Liu nodded affirmatively. Long Yu smiled, left the address, and took a group of people away. The white-robed young man saw him off.
As Long Yu and others left, they turned around and rushed in again.
"Grandpa~!" Behind this small building of Jinyue Sect is a separate courtyard, and the courtyard is also a courtyard that can enter and exit several times. Although it is not luxurious, it is still spacious. It is twists and turns, and the white-robed young man stopped outside the door of a main hall.
He whispered. "Oh, Ren'er, come in, cough cough." An old cough came from inside. Obviously, the people in the room were in bad health. After receiving the approval, the young man in the white robe carefully opened the door curtain.
In a corner of the main hall, I flashed into it. The living room in the middle of the main hall was very ordinary, and there was no one at this time, but the room was so stuffy. The sky in Yibin was already a little hot, but I never thought that there was a stove in this room.
As soon as he entered the room, the young man in white robe felt hot all over and felt very uncomfortable.
"Why, Manager Liu is gone?" In the side room next to the living room, the door opened, and there was a warm couch in the middle. A white-haired, thin old man snuggled up on the bed with a good bear quilt.
The temperature is probably over thirty degrees, but the old man didn't see the heat at all. Seeing that he was so tightly wrapped, it seemed a little cold. The old man stood by the warm couch with two young maids waiting with his hands hanging down.
On the side, the two of them were already sweating profusely, but they didn't dare to wipe them at all, just stayed aside in a calm state.
"Well, let's go, grandpa, the boy brought by Manager Liu this time is really not simple." The young man in white robe walked forward a few steps, stood on the threshold, and said respectfully. "It's not simple? Oh?
This is the first time I have heard you have such an evaluation of others. What's going on? Let me tell you in detail." The white-haired old man became interested and supported him and leaned back halfway.
The young man in white robe told everything about Long Yu's arrival, without even letting go of the details. After listening to his grandson's story, the old man with white hair smiled slightly and said, "Two.7 million, it's a pen."
It's a big deal, but for the family of Manager Liu, it's not impossible to take it out." The old man with white hair returned. "Where is Manager Liu's where is his origin, grandpa?" asked the white-robed young man curiously. "He
The boss is a big medicinal material merchant in the Northeast. I heard that his boss has a good relationship with the Duke of Liaoyang Mansion. The entire medicinal material business in the Northeast is handed over to his boss. In this way, that boy is his young master, so he is so rich.
It's natural to make up so much money, but this kid is useless and acts absurdly." The white-haired old man put his hands into his long sleeves and said slowly.
"Grandpa, do you mean, this kid is a second-generation ancestor?" asked the young man in white robe carefully. "What else can there be? Can he use the weapons he bought? Now, only nobles can have private soldiers
,I have checked their family, but there is an honorary title. This guard is usually good to have a dozen people. Raise hundreds of private soldiers. Don't say what he is doing. Once it is exposed, it will be killed.
The boy was just showing off his home in the first place." The old man said disapprovingly. "I think so." The young man in white nodded and came back. After all, the weapon and armor were not tofu and vegetables, and the empire was very strict.
There are also special laws and regulations. Unless it is provided to the army and used for personal purposes, it is to raise private soldiers and intend to rebel. Look at that boy, he doesn't look like a young man, that's what grandpa said,
The boy has a lot of money, so he can make a lot of money.
Although I have private soldiers and there are quite a lot of them, I can only use the banner of a mercenary group. Even if my grandfather goes out, he only brings seven or eight guards. This kid actually brings dozens of them. Hehe, grandfather
Since he said that his family did not have the right to bring so many private soldiers, why don’t I make a fuss about it? The white-robed young man secretly planned to do something, and a thorny smile appeared on his face.
The old man with white hair never knew his grandson. He coughed twice and said, "Ren'er, although he said that, don't mess with him. We are doing business, we can only accept our customers, not calculate, and remember whether we have any business or not.
? " "Yeah" the young man in white nodded, shocked, and it was seen. "Okay, you go down, I'm tired, I want to lie down for a while." The white-haired old man waved his hand and signaled his
The grandson leaves.
The young man in white robe didn't stop and returned a greeting and left. "Go out." The white-haired old man suddenly said to the air. The maid who was waiting on both sides was used to it and still lowered his head."
Master.” The air fluctuated and a figure slowly flashed out.
"You heard it all?" The old white-haired man shrank his neck and pulled the quilt. "Well, do you want to do it?" The man who suddenly appeared was a middle-aged man wearing a green robe with a pretty good appearance.
But the pair of eyes were particularly strange, just like the two eyes of an eagle, sharp and narrow. "I've been uncomfortable these days, so you've been resting, right? It's rare that such a fat sheep came out and do some business,
By the way, I will give you some more flowers to my brothers." The white-haired old man's voice was still not fast or slow, and his face was very calm, as if what he was talking about was normal.
"Well, I'll go back and prepare now. Are you still going to do it in the old place?" asked the middle-aged man. "The fat sheep seems to have brought a group of wolf dogs. The Zhanfengkou is closer to the city. If one escapes, what will happen?
It looks good, just go to the gourd mouth and do it there." The white-haired old man said with his eyes narrowed.
After a while, the room returned to peace. The white-haired old man lay down, closed his eyes, and muttered slightly, "It's the New Year..." Then, the following words were gone, and the maids on both sides continued quietly.
Standing, there was no change in front and back, and even his hands didn't move.
"Did you hear that kid is a fat sheep? If you do it well, it's more than what I give you." In a private room in a tavern, the white-robed young man stuffed a pack of gold coins into a soldier with a sting-eyed eyebrow in a scattered officer and soldier in a scathing eye.
The man in the dressed man took the wallet with a smile, then hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Mr. Qin, have you really found out clearly, that kid is not a noble?" "If this is fake, don't you believe me, Qin family
How can I do business?" The young man in white robe glanced and felt a little unhappy.
"How dare you? After all, there are so many noble people in this world. If I step on the wrong plate, I will be unable to eat it." The man kept weighing his money bag, looking embarrassed.
"Tsk, I don't know you yet, I said, Lai San, we have grown up in the same city at least. Although I have not been in Yibin in the past few years, the friendship between our brothers is still there, right? Brother will give you a way of wealth
You don't want it either. What businessmen are most afraid of is you who are wearing official uniforms. When they see your clothes, they don't want to get involved. Listen to your brother and let that kid suffer. Isn't it good that you can still get some extra money?
"The young man in white robe picked up the wine glass and persuaded him.
"That's right, you said too, that boy is rich. If he has something to do with him, then I'm going to be punished?" Lai San held his purse in his hand and was reluctant to put it down, but he said again
Still in a dilemma. "I said why are you getting worse and worse? In Yibin City, who dares to say that your relationship with your superiors is better than my family? Besides, your boss is not here today. As usual, you have full control of the yamen. If you arrest him, you
The boy just needs to hit dozens of big boards when he goes back. After the fight, he will let it go. No matter how hard his relationship is, there is a time difference. Don't worry, with your brother covering you, what are you afraid of?" The young man in white robe stood up.
Pat Lai San's shoulder.
"Okay, I'll help you." Lai San stuffed his purse back into his arms, gritted his teeth, drank the wine in his glass, and turned around and left. Lai San was waiting, one
The chubby middle-aged man entered the box, "Young Master, why did you bring Lai San here? Let the master know that the young man is probably going to be scolded." The young man in white robe smiled slightly and returned:
"Who said I brought him? He came by himself. He left after drinking a pot of wine. Do you understand?"
The middle-aged man blinked a few times with his eyes flashing, breathing a long sigh, and returned: "Well, I understand, the young master is in the mansion today, I have never seen the young master here, but, Master, when you came
?” "I came from the secret passage. Now I'm back. You know what to do with the rest." After saying that, the young man in white robe stood up, opened a small door behind the box, and his body flashed, and he disappeared.
There is a trace.
The middle-aged man looked at the table and thought of Lai San who left with a greedy look on his face, and sneered in his heart, Lai San, you are in trouble this time.
After coming out of Jinyue Sect, he had some politeness with General Manager Liu, and Long Yu took Kasyapa and the others away. At this time, he had no idea that he had been plotted by his family. Kasyapa, those weapons today
Armor, what do you think?" Long Yu saw that he was so bored like a group of people walking on the street, so he made an excuse and talked to Kashyapa.
"Okay~" Kashyapa said firmly. "Uh" Long Yu muttered carefully in his heart, and his answer was so concise. "What's the good thing? Do you think?" The others didn't come with him, but the people of Kuru were relatively familiar.
Kashyapa was already there, Long Yu didn't want to be speechless all the way, so he had to continue to chat. "Practical" Kashyapa returned briefly. "Ah? It's gone?" Long Yu asked. "Yeah" "How old are you Kashyapa?" "Ten
5" "Where is your home?"················After a while, Long Yu flattered his mouth and walked in front of him and murmured: "Why am I talking to you? Why do I
I'm chatting with you." Kashyapa, who was carefully following Long Yu, looked innocent, and was full of doubts. What's wrong with the young master?