After Fan Yi entered the tower, he was greeted by a short, fat man wearing a blue robe.
Fan Yi briefly stated his intention, and then the short and fat man's expression suddenly became more reserved.
He asked Fan Yi to sit on the armchair for the time being, and then hurried to the second floor.
Not long after.
A female voice came from the second floor.
The sound was like a lark, lively and cheerful.
"Young master has come all the way, Qingqing is rude!"
It's like hearing his voice before seeing him.
Fan Yi stood up and looked toward the stairs.
I saw a woman about twenty-five or six years old, lifting her pink dress slightly with both hands and walking quickly down the stairs.
The woman has a fair and clean face, red lips and white teeth, and her eyes are slightly larger than those of ordinary women. She looks charming but not frivolous. There are braids on both sides of her cheeks, which are coiled behind her head like a willow ring.
The woman quickly came to Fan Yi, held her fist in front of her, and said:
"Young master, I've been waiting for a long time. I'm the deacon here, Liu Qingqing."
Fan Yi also cupped his fists in return and replied:
"Wuzong Fan Yi."
The woman who heard this said warmly:
"I have admired Mr. Fan for a long time!"
When Liu Qingqing glanced at the waiting table, her face instantly turned cold, and she turned her head and scolded the short and fat man:
"Why didn't you show Mr. Fan some tea? You neglected the guests and looked at your skin!"
The short, fat man was so frightened that he quickly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Deacon Liu, spare your life! Just now I was so eager to report, I will do it now, right away!"
Liu Qingqing shouted again:
"No need, I'll ask Mr. Fan to go upstairs and have some rest. Just go and invite Zhou Heshan."
Hear the words.
As if he had been granted amnesty, the short, fat man hurriedly crawled out.
Fan Yi watched the woman scolding the servants, his face remained calm as usual, as if he had not noticed all this.
Liu Qingqing changed her majesty to a charming and humble demeanor. When she looked at Fan Yi again, her eyes seemed to be able to speak.
But the woman was also very curious as to why the young man in front of her was only seventeen or eighteen years old and was in such a calm mood.
A few times before, disciples of the Wuzong came here. As long as she gave her a little trial performance, the other party would greet her with a smile and defend the man.
But for Fan Yi.
He had never seen such a perverse and beautiful woman before, and he was secretly wary of her.
Liu Qingqing covered her mouth and smiled:
"Master Fan, don't mind. I just restrained my servants out of helplessness."
"In this small town, only Chief Wang and Commander Zhou are in control together with me. I'm a girl, so if I'm not strict, I'm afraid it will be difficult to manage."
Fan Yi smiled and nodded, but said nothing.
Seeing that she was a little embarrassed, Liu Qingqing hurriedly said:
"Mr. Fan has been here all the way. He must be tired. Please follow me upstairs to drink tea."
Fan Yi smiled and replied:
"please."
Then Liu Qingqing turned around quickly and walked towards the stairs first.
Fan Yi followed closely behind her, and a faint fragrance wafted vaguely.
When I got to the second floor, I saw another meeting hall in front of me, but there was a box near the edge of the tower that was blocked by a screen.
Not only can you drink tea inside, but you can also have a clear view of the streets and alleys.
Liu Qingqing led Fan Yi into the box. After the two sat down, the woman skillfully added bamboo charcoal to the small stove and slowly played with various exquisite tea sets.
Not long after.
A cup of tea was handed to her, and Liu Qingqing asked with a smile:
"When Mr. Fan visits Huhou Town, he is going to Huben City, right?"
Fan Yi picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said:
"Accepted the sect's mission and sent a letter to the city lord's palace."
Liu Qingqing nodded and said:
"I already know about this matter. Originally, the old city lord wanted to ask the chief here to take you there in person, but because there was an emergency in the city lord's mansion the day before yesterday, the chief went there first."
"Tell me to take you there."
Fan Yi frowned when he heard this and thought:
"How did Huben City know about delivering the letter? You even asked someone to guide me. Is it the sect's intention, or is there something else hidden?"
Fan Yi couldn't find the answer for a while, so he replied calmly:
"I can just send it myself, there's no need to bother Deacon Liu."
Hearing this, Liu Qingqing glanced at Fan Yi angrily, and then said:
"What's the matter? Mr. Fan doesn't trust me?"
Fan Yi hurriedly waved his hand and said:
"I heard that the road to Huben City is not easy to walk. It would be much more convenient for me to go alone without wasting time."
However, Liu Qingqing leaned forward, looking straight at Fan Yi with a pair of autumn eyes, a hint of white on her chest.
asked:
"Are you afraid of me?"
Fan Yi leaned back slightly to avoid it, and said with a smile:
"What did Deacon Liu say? I just don't want to waste your time."
Liu Qingqing sat back, covered her mouth and smiled:
"I'm joking with you, why should I take it seriously? Besides, the old city lord asked me to protect him, so how dare I disobey him."
"It's settled, sir, no need to say more."
Fan Yi could only nod helplessly.
At this time, there was the sound of stepping on the stairs.
I saw a tall middle-aged man walking straight over from the stairs.
When entering the box, Liu Qingqing and Fan Yi stood up at the same time.
The middle-aged man has his hair tied high on his head, his face is sharp and angular, and he has a broad knife hanging from his waist, with one hand on the handle of the knife.
The middle-aged man was not formal, looked at Liu Qingqing and said:
"Deacon Liu called me."
Liu Qingqing smiled and said:
"This is Master Fan Yi, an inner disciple of Wuzong."
"Sir, this is the military commander of Tiger Throat Town, Zhou Heshan."
Fan Yi cupped his fists in salute, and Zhou Heshan just nodded in response.
Liu Qingqing saw that Zhou Heshan was a little ignorant of etiquette, so she kindly reminded:
"Commander Zhou, Mr. Fan is Elder Qi's direct disciple, so we must not neglect our distinguished guest."
Hear the words.
Zhou Heshan had a puzzled expression on his face, and hugged Fan Yi again.
After the three of them sat down, Fan Yi felt surprised again.
When the direct disciple said this, how did Liu Qingqing know about it?
Liu Qingqing saw that Fan Yi seemed to be deep in thought, so she smiled knowingly and did not disturb him.
She looked at Zhou Heshan and said:
"Tomorrow I will take Young Master Fan to Huben City to pay a visit to the old city lord. After I leave, all matters in the small town will be entrusted to the commander."
Zhou Heshan replied in a dull voice:
"With me stationed in the small town, nothing can go wrong!"
Liu Qingqing nodded, and the three of them continued drinking tea.
But the man couldn't sit still after three cups of tea. He stood up and said:
"If there is nothing else, I will leave first. There are still many things waiting for me to arrange in the martial arts academy."
Liu Qingqing also stood up and said goodbye:
"Commander Zhou, please help yourself!"
Zhou Heshan didn't even look at Fan Yi, turned around and went downstairs again.
Liu Qingqing had no choice but to smooth things over for him and said:
"Master, don't take it to heart. Commander Zhou is naturally straightforward."
"In addition, Commander Zhou's cultivation is not weak. He has already entered the realm of a king, so he is just a little arrogant."
"Only when you face the king, you will know how to restrain yourself."
Fan Yi smiled and said nothing.
He didn't care about Zhou Heshan's attitude, but he still had a good impression of this man.
