After the shopkeeper of Baiqionglou turned the letter over and over and examined it, he had no choice but to return the letter to Qiao Lan. He also did not forget to order the person who sent the letter to pay attention to Qiao Lan's expression when he received the letter. There was something strange about it. You cannot hand out the letter. After all, he has an extremely vicious vision and is well versed in the means of communicating information through letters. Naturally, the shopkeeper of Baiqiong Tower can trust his vision. Moreover, it is already expected that even if Qiao Lan intends to stir up trouble, he will definitely not do so. Wait until you can get out of this Xuanhua City.
The so-called hands and eyes can reach the sky, inside and outside Xuanhua City, there is no one like the people in Bafang Street.
Since the rise of Bafang Street, spies have naturally spread all over Xuanhua City, not to mention skilled people in the world of martial arts and even those who practice martial arts from high-level sects. Those who are tired of the world or are in urgent need of money and food are like fish swimming in the sea. Even Xuanhua The people in the city all said that the houses in Xuanhua City collapsed, killing ten people, including three young masters and two common people, and the remaining five were just ordinary men. Goulan Gambling House, in this world, after all, needs a lot of martial arts experts to control the place. Even if most of them don't dare to seriously quarrel with those young masters who have deep roots behind them, at the worst, it can still make people slightly fearful. These, not to mention the wealth and wealth of Bafang Street, the furnishings in any mansion can be worth thousands of silver taels. If a thief from another place takes the risk, losing some furnishings is a small matter, but losing face is a big deal.
In this way, the shopkeeper of Baiqiong Tower felt relieved. After all, these two Lans really made a lot of money after setting foot in Baiqiong Tower. There was a hint that each of them had a share of the top position, especially those who were waiting for him. Most of the dignitaries and young men who came from afar came just for Erlan's reputation. As soon as they stepped into the building, they wanted to bring all the money and put it all on the table to enjoy themselves for a few days.
In this case, even if the two of them belong to Baiqiong Tower, they still need to be allowed some sweetness from time to time. If they are really angry and refuse to do business, I am afraid they will lose a lot of money in a few days, but it is better to give them some benefits from time to time. No.
This principle, for the shopkeeper of Baiqionglou who often flies hawks, can be said to be just right. It will not make the two of them too arrogant and overbearing, nor will it make them always lack interest and look decayed. Just keep it in the middle, pinch two handfuls, and don't forget to allow a few more sweet dates.
When Qiao Lan received the letter, he happened to be sitting in the house drinking tea and resting. He saw the servant respectfully holding the letter and standing outside the house. He didn't even raise his head with any intention, but he just put the cup to his mouth. After a moment of stasis, Xuan even though he was a little absent-minded, he drank two cups of tea leisurely before he sneered.
"Who in this building doesn't know that the shopkeeper is the best at calculating people's hearts and minds. Since that day, he has gone to the temple to eat and chant sutras. Then during the time of this letter to family, I don't know how much effort I have to spend on this letter. But now it is asking you to come forward. When I came to deliver the letter, he was extremely courteous. I never noticed anything fishy even after I came to think of it. He showed a clear face before and after the incident. He really has a good character and I admire him very much."
"A little guess, this letter is probably written by my father. Of course, I have to check it carefully to see if there is any conspiracy. But in my opinion, it doesn't matter whether this letter can be delivered here. It was written by my own hands. Could it be that my own girl was sold here in the hope that things would change and she would be able to give him a better look? The knife pierced the shoulder blade and it was transparent. After a year and a half, she would be as good as before.
Scars, where is such a good deal? "
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The woman clearly had a smart and handsome face, but now she was covered in frost. She smiled coldly, put down her cup, and showed no intention of getting up to receive the letter.
"The shopkeeper ordered me to return this book to Miss Qiao. He probably knew that there was something wrong with what he did, but it was also to keep Baiqiong Tower from getting into trouble. I really didn't dare to speculate on the shopkeeper's thoughts, let alone I dare to offend Miss Qiao, and I also beg her to accept the letter. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to go back to my life, and I will be beaten hard and my monthly payment will be deducted." The servant was very frightened, so he simply knelt down. When he arrived outside the house, he was obviously used to being submissive, so he hesitated and said, "The girl is kind-hearted. I just came to deliver the letter at the shopkeeper's command. Please don't trouble the girl. Don't embarrass me."
The woman suddenly looked very tired, and waved her hand to the person outside the door, "Just leave it outside. When I want to take it for a look, I will take it naturally. It is a waste of time."
The servants didn't dare to say anything. Although the woman in the building didn't necessarily say anything nice behind her back, she was far more valuable than servants like him. If she was offended in the slightest, she might be tortured to the point of no avail. After a moment of peace, I saw that this Qiaolan seemed to be very upset today, so he did not dare to go against his words. He bowed and saluted again and again, then stood up, put the thick letter outside the door, and quietly retreated.
Only the woman in the house looked increasingly gloomy. She walked slowly to the window and listened to the birds and birds outside. There was no movement for a long time in the summer.
The birds on the first floor have no sharp beaks and hard claws, and their feathers are no longer able to be lifted up. How can they escape from the cage of an expert who is familiar with raising falcons on the eighth or ninth floor, let alone this prisoner? Outside the cages, there are cages, overlapping and criss-crossing, as if there is no way out in all directions. It is no wonder that the shopkeeper has never been too worried about it. Once he is released, there is Bafang Street blocking him. Outside Bafang Street, there is Xuanhua City. Retain.
Moreover, even now that Baiqiong Tower collapsed overnight, there are few and no talents, and only this body is left. It seems that Yonghua is actually a withered skin. Even if he can get out of Xuanhua City, the world is so big, where can he stay? It is difficult to cross the barrier outside Baiqiong Tower, and there is no rice to cook outside Xuanhua City. This is probably the shopkeeper's reliance that does not require much thought.
Not to mention what others may think, Qiao Lan guessed that even if the woman in the building could stay or leave as she pleased, it would only take less than two months to leave the jade plates, delicacies, gold and expensive clothes in the Baiqiong Tower for linen clothes and rough food. , and then willingly stepped back into the building. Throughout the ages, it is not uncommon for a young master to fall in love with a woman from a brothel, but it is really rare for a young man to be willing to spend a huge amount of money to redeem the woman and find a perfect home.
After pouring wine all night, the woman slept in her clothes. It was not until the sky turned white that she slowly sat up, took out the thick letter, and thought about it for a long time, unfolding the letter and looking at it.
It was also at this time that a green cow crossed the street. It was much earlier than before, so the street was very deserted. The only sound was the sound of the cow's hooves treading the ground. However, the young man above rarely lay on the cow's back. In the Baiqiong Tower, he raised his head and glanced upstairs, then followed the sway of the green cow and returned to the mansion.
I didn't drink alcohol today, not because Huanglong stopped for the first time today, but because in the early morning, Huanglong couldn't help but torment the young man's thoughts, not to mention getting up to move his qi or study the formation. It was actually difficult to sleep. Forced by such a situation , the young man reluctantly climbed up from the bed, grabbed the reins of the green ox, and headed towards the tavern outside Bafang Street listlessly.
Yun Zhong has always been reluctant to drink in Bafang Street. First of all, the taste of the wine is not good, but the price is very shocking. Not to mention that the waiter in the tavern also knows that the people in Bafang Street are rich enough to open such a tavern. The face is so glossy that I can't help but have a squinty eyes when looking at people. Although the boy often appears in Bafang Street, no matter how angry the waiter is, if he meets the boy, he needs to be easy to talk to, but he is very polite to others. It's a bit arrogant, especially when Bafang Street opens up at the end of the year, and countless outsiders come in. His face is full of contempt, and he completely looks down on outsiders.
Compared with the waiter in Bafang Street, who has a very different attitude about seeing people and seeing ghosts, Yun Zhong is more willing to spend a little effort to go to the tavern in Xuanhua City outside Bafang Street and have a few drinks, so today is no exception. Take a leisurely stroll and ride. The cow goes away.
There are many warriors in Xuanhua City and Bafang Street. When you are in Xuanhua City, unlike Bafang Street where people are usually rich and wealthy, the grassy countryside is very wild. Even if you stroll around the streets, you can see many Jianghu people who are not well-dressed. People, either carrying swords or holding guns, looked around when they first arrived, often praising Xuanhua City for being really rich. Compared to the world outside, even the blue bricks in the city were very exquisite. It was estimated that even if they were dug out, they would have to be sold. A very good price.
In the tavern today, there is still an old man sitting at the door. He seems to be blind, his eyes are blue and white, and he is noisily saying that when he was young, he was the best in the world around Xuanhua City, and no one dared to say that he was the second best. A master, although he is old and blind now, he still has good skills. You can know how talented this person is by pinching his bones.
The waiter in the tavern was the most helpless. This old man was a well-known gangster around him. He always came to drink without any money, and deceived the young people who were new to the world, saying that he could see his martial arts skills. With a little money for drinks, the Jianghu warriors who often came to Xuanhua City already knew the old man's name, and often did not want to argue with him for fear of being entangled. Therefore, the business in the tavern where the old man stayed was deserted for two days in a row.
When the young man left Qing Niu and walked into the tavern, he happened to hear it clearly. The old man was dancing and talking about what he had seen when he was young. He boasted that if he was blind in one eye, the enemies in front of him would be reduced by half, and if he was blind in two With his eyes open, there was no one in front of him who was an enemy, so he sealed the knife in his palm and stopped caring about the world from now on.
Such arrogant and absurd words, if heard by others, should have caused many people to sneer, saying that the old man was really telling nonsense, holding back his bad thoughts to deceive the son who had just entered the world. In the young man's ears, it sounded very interesting.
The young man did not drink today. Instead, he whispered to the waiter and asked the latter to bring a few jugs of wine to the old man. If it is the next time he comes back, try not to drink. How much money is missing from the account, he will make up for it tomorrow. This old man will just make up for it.
