This guy should be Peng Ran's bodyguard.
The guard was arrogant and arrogant. He pointed at a few disgraced guys next to him and shouted at Yan Qi: "You dare to break in by force, and this is what will happen."
Yan Qi looked sideways and saw that these guys had bruises on their faces and were covered in dust. They looked at the five big and three thick guards, panicked, but unwilling to give in.
Presumably, they forced their way in, but suffered a lot from the guards.
Yan Qi smiled at the tyrannical guard.
Feeling the guard's breath, he also knew that he was just a brute force. In terms of internal strength, he was far inferior to me.
Although this guy looks scary, if he really wants to take action, Yan Qi can blow his head off with one punch.
However, Yan Qi has always been clever and convinced of others with his virtue.
Things that can be solved with words can never be solved with fists.
Yan Qi smiled and bowed his hands to the guard: "This strong man has a great name?"
The guard was very happy when he heard Yan Qi calling him a warrior. He held his head high and said proudly: "My name is Peng Hu, and Mr. Peng is my uncle."
"oh."
Yan Qi clicked his tongue and exclaimed: "A strong man named after a tiger is not worthy of his name."
Peng Hu was angry: "What did you say?"
Yan Qi changed the topic: "What I mean is, how can a tiger be as powerful as a strong man? Doesn't this chop off the strong man's majesty?"
"Ha ha!"
Peng Hu was very excited: "This young master said it well, tigers are not as powerful as me. I like to hear this."
Deng Hong and others looked at Yan Qi and shook off the burden with a few words, which actually made Peng Hu laugh so hard that his tail hit the sky.
It's unbelievable.
You know, Peng Hu doesn't like to laugh by nature. With a tigerish face and staring eyes, he knows how to scare people with his fists as big as sandbags.
I only laugh once or twice a year, which is harder than blooming on an iron tree.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Yan Qi opened his mouth, Peng Hu laughed.
This is the art of speech!
Yan Qi made some connections and bowed his hand to Peng Hugong: "Hello, Brother Hu, my name is Yan Qi and I come from Jinling."
Peng Hu was startled: "Are you Yan Qi? Last night, the Yan Qi who slept with Wu Meizhi under the flower-picking order?"
Yan Qi nodded no, shook his head no.
It is true that he got the order to pick flowers, but it is false that he slept with Wu Meizhi.
Yuan Bao fell asleep, but Wu Meizhi did not.
Peng Hu raised his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan and patted Yan Qi's shoulder hard: "Master Yan, you are very strong. You are able to sleep with Wu Meizhi. You are very lucky."
"Of course, the most important thing is that you suppressed Qi Sanjia. That bear thing is everywhere, coaxing and arrogant. I didn't expect Mr. Yan to fix him. I am happy, very happy. Mr. Yan, you are here with me In my heart, I am a hero, a great hero.”
"I don't dare to take it seriously. It's just a matter of effort."
Yan Qi could tell that Peng Hu was a straight man.
The reason why he hates Jie Sanjia is probably because Jie Sanjia is extremely disrespectful to Peng Ran.
Yan Qi smiled: "Brother Hu, I will take you to Luohuafang another day, and let Wu Meizhi invite a few close sisters to entertain you, okay?"
"Hey, it's good to be in love, it's good to be in love."
Peng Hu agreed casually, but shook his head: "No, I will leave in a while and never return to Suzhou. How can I have a chance to go to Luohuafang? Hey, it's all Jie Sanjia's fault. I really want to break his little neck."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh after hearing this.
Peng Hu clasped his fists at Yan Qiyi: "Master Yan, you are a good person. I like you very much, but even if I like you again, I can't invite you in. Master Peng said that no one will be seen and no gifts will be accepted. This When you return to the capital, you must be clean and do not take away a piece of dust."
Yan Qi smiled: "I am not here to be in front of Mr. Peng, let alone to give gifts."
Peng Hu was surprised: "If you don't want to come in and you don't want to give me a gift, what are you going to do?"
Yan Qi smiled narrowly and took out the pair of embroidered shoes from her arms: "Please show Master Peng this pair of embroidered shoes, and then remember to take them back to me. How about that?"
Peng Hu scratched his head: "Master Yan, are you too stingy? Just show Master Peng a pair of tattered embroidered shoes, and then ask for them back? With all due respect, Master Yan, you are so rich, this Things were not done properly."
"Ha ha!"
Yan Qi wanted to laugh after hearing this. She put the embroidered shoes into Peng Hu's hands and cupped them: "Brother Hu, please, please remember to say one thing to Mr. Peng: Don't miss the opportunity. If you lose it, you will never come back."
Peng Hu thought for a while and said: "Since we have a good conversation, we can still help with this matter. Isn't it just an announcement? It's simple."
He turned around and entered the door, but then poked his head in again: "Master Yan, how do you say that?"
Yan Qi couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't miss this opportunity, it will never come back."
"Okay, I remember. You scholars just love reading articles, so you might as well say: There is no store like this after passing this village."
Peng Hu mumbled and slammed the door.
Everyone was whispering and couldn't understand what Yan Qi was doing.
However, no one is optimistic about Yan Qi.
What role can a pair of embroidered shoes play?
Is it worth ten copper coins?
Why!
It's just child's play.
Deng Hong watched this scene, squinting his eyes with great interest.
…
Peng's mansion was desolate.
All the big boxes are packed.
The servants are nostalgic for this place, their eyes full of reluctance.
A thin figure stood in front of the peach blossom tree.
"Peach blossoms bloom every year, and old friends should not recognize each other when they meet."
Peng Ran looked at the peach tree with red eyes and full of emotion.
I remember that it was under this peach tree that he and Wan Niang got married.
At that time, this peach tree was still a small branch and leaf.
He cherished it so much that he transplanted the little peach tree to his mansion.
In a flash, more than twenty years have passed.
The small peach tree has grown up and bloomed, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom.
But, what about Wan Niang?
But I don’t know where it went.
Sadomasochism!
Peng Ran touched the blood tumor on his temple. Thinking of this, he felt another sharp pain. He endured it for a long time, biting his lip, and the pain just passed.
Peng Ran looked at the peach tree blankly. If it weren't for thinking about Wan Niang, he should have left long ago, and he would have delayed it until now.
However, things are different and people are different, how can life be good?
Peng Ran took the ax.
Aiming at the peach tree, he raised it high.
Just as he was about to chop it down, he saw Peng Hu running over: "Third uncle, third uncle. Do you want to chop down the tree? I'll do the rough work."
Peng Ran grabbed the ax and raised it above his head.
Peng Ran was reluctant to give up and shouted: "Don't chop."
day!
Peng Hu's father and son both swung out, hurriedly twisted their waists, and chopped down the small tree next to them.
Peng Hu rubbed his waist: "Uncle Third, if I didn't play like this, I would have herniated discs in my waist."
Peng Ran endured the sadness and asked Peng Hu: "Why are you here instead of guarding the door?"
Peng Hu said: "Oh, there is a man named Yan Qi who wants to meet me."
Peng Ran frowned: "Are you from Jinling?"
Peng Hu nodded.
Peng Ran knew about Yan Qi.
He was in charge of weaving, and Yan Qi helped the Lin family revitalize and develop water transportation. How could he not know?
In my heart, I also admire Yan Qi very much.
However, if Yan Qi doesn't go to Jie Sanjia, what's the use of him?
Peng Ran shook his head and looked at the blooming peach blossom tree. He felt sad and shouted at Peng Hu: "Didn't I tell you that I won't see anyone, not even Yan Qi or Ma Qi?"
