Lu Youjing's face was expressionless, and he felt a little sorry for himself.
Yesterday it was almost like exchanging my beloved BMW for silver. However, under Uncle Wei's painstaking guidance, saying that you were born in the Prince's Palace of Beixiang, your father became the king for his military exploits, and he killed one after another on the battlefield. Here comes the wealth of a lifetime today.
Killing and selling horses is the most despising thing among military generals. How can they lead the Beixiang army in the future?
The last thing to say is, when people are here and horses are there, when people are gone, horses are gone.
Little did they know that the bald Uncle Wei sold his horse when he was hungry for the first time. He had no sense of moral integrity!
"I am a slave, what should I do if I have to show my moral integrity? How can I look good on my face?" At that time, Lu Youjing felt that what the other party said was quite reasonable.
He is from a family of generals, a talented young man, and a general who will come in the future.
The consequence of being shameless was that I had to stand next to a bun shop and watched for several hours. The shopkeeper saw that I looked very dignified, so he generously gave me two buns and even let me stand in front of the shop to solicit people. Guests for an hour.
The most irritating thing is that there are two buns in total. Looking at this old servant who followed me south, he is already old and has been assigned by his father. He is a pitiful person like himself. As the master, I cannot let this only one. The servant died of illness and starvation on the road, but in the end he could not bear to give up and gave one to the old servant.
On the way from Beixiang to the capital, half of the road is full of fine clothes and fine food, while half of the road is full of fine clothes and fine food, and the second half is full of food and shelter. The difference is huge.
Lu Youjing glided to Uncle Wei's side in one stride. In the same posture, he half-crouched on the road, bent over, and picked up a lot of copper coins on the ground.
"Uncle Wei, what's going on with these copper coins and some broken silver far away!" He suppressed the anger in his heart. He knew the importance of money along the way. He was not the same servant who looked down on money-grubbing servants before and was so blinded by money. The young master.
"Young master, this is not the first time in so many years that I am traveling with you so that I can save some money for marrying a wife and make plans for the future." The old servant responded with an embarrassed look.
"Then yesterday and a few days ago, I almost starved to death on the road. Didn't you say you had no money?" Lu Youjing glanced sideways at Uncle Wang and asked angrily.
"Sir, you really have no money." The old servant looked at his young master with a serious look on his face.
"Then, where did these coins come from? It can't be..." Lu Youjing asked doubtfully, while standing with two fingers on the ground, walking one after the other.
This is the tacit understanding between their master and servant, which means pickpocket and thief.
It is not easy to publicize it in public.
Otherwise, word would spread that the second son of King Beixiang was a rooster and a dog thief, and he would be beaten to death when he saw his father!
Uncle Wei naturally understood what his young master meant.
He shook his head: "Of course not, the old servant said that the young master has no money, but the villain has money!"
"Where did you get the money? You followed me south with a black iron gun hanging on your back. Where did you prepare the money?"
The master and servant squatted on the ground, picking up copper coins and whispering!
The old Taoist on the side was impatiently waiting: "I said, are you master and servant still finished? Now we are facing a powerful enemy?"
The old Taoist saw that the weapons in the old servant's hands were revealed, and the scene was extraordinary when he took action. Why was he squatting on the ground to pick up copper coins again?
Is the Beixiang Palace so poor?
I have to pick up all the coins that fell on the floor. Is this because I am really poor or is my family style just so simple?
Anyway, no matter what, the old Taoist priest wanted to see the opponent's skills.
"Master, don't be anxious, wait until Mr. and Mrs. collect the money on the ground." Uncle Wei replied without raising his head, and the speed and pace in his hands increased a lot.
"Sir, I will explain to you later. Please help me quickly collect the copper coins on the ground. The dowry gift for the old servant's wife is all here."
Uncle Wei didn't squint, only seeing the copper coins on the ground.
This is his life!
He had forgotten the last time he went on a business trip.
"Everyone, don't stand and watch the show. First, help me pick up the money on the ground and put it in the bag next to me. I'd like to thank you now. I'll wait to watch the show after finishing it." Uncle Wei
He stood up and bowed to the people around him.
He looked at something, then continued to smile and said: "I hope everyone, please make your movements clean and sharp, otherwise the iron gun in my hand may be pointed somewhere."
The old servant flicked his finger and hit the barrel of the gun, making bursts of dragon roars! The cold light on the tip of the spear seemed to know his master's thoughts, making him look even more cold and bloodthirsty.
Where he looked, there were several men with shabby looks and tattered clothes. Their hands moved for a moment. After a few people looked at each other, they moved cleanly and collected all the copper coins on the ground in their location in an instant.
Among the people, a man who looked the most energetic walked out, followed by a companion. The two of them walked to the wooden box where the old servant placed the coins with a handful of copper coins in their hands.
The two put down their silver coins and took a step back.
The man bowed slightly and said respectfully: "Sir, I've put your money aside for you. It's quite a lot."
The old servant glared angrily and said, "Call Senior."
"Senior...Senior." The man was stunned for a moment and said softly.
"Go to the box and take out a copper coin. I will reward you with it."
"Oh~"
"Ah! I don't dare!"
"People of the world, it's all about the world. Go and get it if you are told. If you wait a little slower, I will regret it!" The man looked at the old servant and tightened the iron gun in his hand.
The man rushed forward, leaned forward, picked up a copper coin, held it in his hand, disappeared in an instant, and returned to where he was.
The whole process is done in one go!
Judging from the movements of his hands and feet, this guy does a lot of sneaky things.
Seeing the strange look from the old servant, the man's heart tightened, and he forced out a particularly ugly smile and said, "Thank you, senior for the reward!"
A copper coin can't do anything.
This man is also a discerning person. He looks at a man who is as slovenly as himself. He is a bit skilled in martial arts. He is holding an iron gun in his hand. As he stands there, a dangerous smell surrounds him, making him a little breathless. Angry.
The young man behind him is of extraordinary bearing and gorgeous attire. He is the son of the Prince of Beixiang.
If these people make the other party unhappy even a little bit, their lives will be lost.
"Um?"
"Who is your senior?"
Man: "That..."
"Get out! Otherwise, I'm still waiting for someone to treat you to a table?" The old servant looked troubled, as if he was shooing away flies.
When the man heard this, he quickly retreated with his companions.
At this time, there were still most of the copper coins on the ground that had not been picked up.
The old servant still ignored the old Taoist who was standing not far away, and did not care to appease his young master. He showed an honest look, and his high mood ignited the kindness of the people around him...
Suddenly, Qiu Ji Tea Shop was very lively within a ten-foot radius.
"Sir, you have found a place in this cold weather!" A pleasant laughter passed into Li Junchen's ears.
A young woman in royal attire, estimated to be about twenty-five years old, stood in front of Li Junchen. She was slender and slightly bent, and the bulge in front of her body just blocked Li Junchen's sight.
There is a finger-width distance between their bodies.
A familiar and pleasant fragrance was inhaled by Li Junchen's nose.
"This, the feeling of blocking out the sky and the sun, I haven't seen it for a long time." Li Junchen was blocked in front of him, but he was not in a hurry to see the person's face, and his eyes stayed on an object for a few seconds.
He smiled happily.
"Hahahahaha, sir, you have a good memory! It's not in vain that Aunt Qiao always loves you so much." The woman in front of her smiled sweetly.
