"Here."
On the other side, just as the vendors were hurriedly packing up their stalls and preparing to leave the city to escape today, Wei Changtian, who had already walked away, handed the earrings he just bought to Yang Liushi.
"Take it."
"Thank you sir."
Yang Liushi took the small box with a smile, carefully put it into her sleeve, then raised her head and said, "Mr., this is your first time to buy jewelry for the slave family."
"Really? I don't remember."
Wei Changtian shook his head disapprovingly: "Besides, I don't think you wear much jewelry on weekdays."
"Yeah, that's true."
Yang Liushi smiled, her lips red and her teeth white.
Indeed, I don’t know since when she stopped wearing these gold and silver ornaments, and her whole person looked a little less charming and more elegant.
But even though she is not wearing jewelry, it can be seen that she is still very happy now.
"Ms. sir, what did you do to scare that man just now?"
Looking back at the vendor who was closing the stall, Yang Liushi smiled and said, "It sounds like you really know how to massacre the city."
"That won't happen."
Wei Changtian curled his lips: "But then I have to at least convince most people that I dare to massacre the city."
"My husband, have you thought about what to do?"
"I have a general idea. I'll think about it after I get back."
"Um"
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Walking on the bustling street, Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi chatted with each other, Zhang San and Li Zimu fell slightly behind, and the last ones were Chu An and Qin He.
The expressions of the two people at this time were obviously relieved, and at the same time a little surprised. They probably did not expect Wei Changtian to be so "generous".
In addition, they also heard some conversations between Yang Liushi and Wei Changtian, and learned that the latter did not actually massacre the city, so their impression of Wei Changtian changed a lot.
"Let me just say, Mr. Wei is a good man."
Quietly tugging on Chu An's sleeve, Qin He whispered contentedly: "You can't believe those rumors in the market. I've always been very good at judging people."
"Um."
Looking up at Wei Changtian's back in front of him, Chu An agreed thoughtfully: "No matter whether Mr. Wei is good or bad, he is always our benefactor."
"only."
"Just what?" Qin He blinked in confusion.
".nothing."
Chu An shook his head: "I just thought of something else."
"Huh, you're always like this."
Qin He pretended to be dissatisfied and pinched Chu An: "If you don't say pull him down, I don't want to hear it."
"Hahaha, not anymore."
Chu An promised with a smile, his eyes gradually moved down, and finally landed on the corner of Wei Changtian's clothes.
The black satin fabric does not have any patterns or moirés, but is vaguely embroidered with a small "Wei" character that is also black.
He quickly looked away, Chu An's expression did not change.
This dress was newly changed by Wei Changtian, and he had only seen it twice.
One time is today.
Once was that night.
So, is he really Mr. Wei?
Did he tie himself up first and then save himself?
But why would he do this?
Obviously Mr. Wei could not see Zhulong.
Lowering his head, countless questions flashed through Chu An's mind, and his doubts about Wei Changtian came to his mind again.
And just as he was thinking hard, Wei Changtian in front of him seemed to have noticed something, so he turned around and took a look.
Yes, he was indeed wearing the robe from that night today.
And this is not an oversight.
Wei Changtian showed it to Chu An on purpose.
The sun gradually set in the sky, and for the next hour Wei Changtian and others kept walking around the Grand View Garden.
I bought a few more things and found a teahouse to drink some tea. There was not much to say about the process.
The only thing worth mentioning is that the storyteller in the teahouse "keeps up with current events" happened to be telling Wei Changtian's "glorious past".
Of course, in the storyteller's mouth, Wei Changtian is completely a big devil who does all kinds of evil, is lawless and has no conscience.
From the earliest killing of the prime minister, to later supporting the "evil parricide" Ning Yuke to establish herself as king, and then to the subsequent killing of Ning Yongnian, Yan Huanwen, and Lu Hongji.
In short, regardless of whether it was Wei Changtian's fault or not, the blame was placed on his head anyway.
And the storytellers also actively used their imagination to add many "explosive" details to these stories.
For example, on the day Wei Changtian was born, there was a vision of the Heavenly Dog eating the sun; for example, after Wei Changtian was sent to Shuzhou, he immediately had an affair with Ning Yuke; for example, Wei Qiaoling, the daughter of the Wei family, was not a good person and raised many ferocious beasts. , and enjoy watching ferocious beasts eating humans.
Everything else was fine. When he heard the last one, Wei Changtian couldn't hold it back. He spit out a mouthful of tea and laughed so hard.
Seeing him like this, the storyteller immediately said with a straight face that he was not lying, and that everything had been seen with his own eyes.
"Master, don't think that I am just trying to please others!"
"Did you know that little evil girl has a vicious dog named Dagui!"
"That evil dog has two heads and four eyes. It is extremely ferocious. It eats a child every day!"
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The above are all the storyteller's original words, which made the surrounding tea drinkers take a breath of cold air. It also made Wei Changtian understand how strong the psychological quality of "literary workers" is, and he can actually say such things that he made up. Speak with certainty.
He did not correct that he actually had no affair with Ning Yuke, nor did he correct that the big ghost was actually an ordinary dog and did not have two heads.
Wei Changtian listened to the "anecdotes" about himself for a while with great interest, then left the teahouse at dusk and took a car to have dinner at a restaurant proposed by Qin He in the east of the city.
The name of the restaurant is "Zui Xian Ju", which is quite famous in Yongding City, and its privately brewed Zui Xian Liquor is even more famous.
It was already the beginning of the Youshi period when the group arrived, and there were already many diners in the restaurant. The scene was brightly lit and bustling with people.
Qin He had already sent someone to book a private room, so everyone went directly to the second floor to sit down. Soon, all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, as well as drunken immortal wine were served.
I won’t go into details about the specific eating process. In short, the food and wine in Zuixianju are indeed good, everyone is talking and laughing, and the atmosphere is harmonious.
However, just when the wine had passed the third round and the dishes had passed the five tastes, several uninvited guests came outside Zui Xian Ju.
"It's really unlucky for you guys. The restaurant is full right now. Why don't you guys try another restaurant?"
The waiter with a towel on his shoulders greeted several people at the door and apologized repeatedly with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
It is common for Zuixianlou to be full of customers, and most people will not embarrass the store owner when encountering such a situation.
But these people were a bit arrogant. The leader glanced at the shop assistant, and then said coldly:
"Go and make some room for us!"
"Ah? This, this"
The boy was stunned for a moment, smiled and was about to say something.
But before he could say anything, the people across from him seemed impatient and pushed him away and walked straight towards the stairs not far away.
"We'll do it ourselves!"
