What is written on the rammed earth is 'I did not intend to offend you, but please forgive me and I will pay you back in the future'.
Ye Qing raised his foot, erased the writing on the ground, and said:
"This is for those young masters. Now that you are here, these words are useless."
"Oh? Did you guess it?" Surprise flashed in Zheng Ming's eyes.
Ye Qing just cupped his fists and bowed and asked:
"May I ask, sir, if you can spare this little one's life?"
Zheng Ming took two steps forward. His tall and strong body blocked the faint glow, shrouding Ye Qing in extreme darkness.
"Your life is in his hands. Come with me."
After that, the body that gave Ye Qing a huge sense of oppression walked out of the hospital.
Ye Qing's handsome face facing the rammed earth showed reluctance, and then it turned into sadness.
Ye Qing straightened up and took a look at the cozy courtyard with the light, then turned around and followed him with reluctance.
Pinglefang, inside Zuixiang Pavilion.
Zhang Xiuran, with her breasts exposed, hugged her left and right, and her hands freely explored the two graceful figures.
The coquettish words made Zhang Xiuran smile, and the heat in his eyes kept building.
Just when he was about to pick up his gun and mount his horse.
The voice of attendant Qi Heng came from outside.
"Sir, I have something to report."
Displeasure appeared in Zhang Xiuran's eyes, and his desire was now high.
He directly picked up the two beauties and threw them onto the comfortable bed, creating a heart-pounding chant.
Zhang Xiuran's face was full of contentment, and he breathed heavily: "Come in and talk!"
The door opened and closed quickly.
Qi Heng, who was dressed in a blue outfit, ignored the indulgent expression behind the gauze curtain, looked down and bowed with his fists clasped:
"The mistress sent the news that the man was taken away."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of physical fighting behind the veil became even more intense.
Nearly two-quarters of an hour later, Zhang Xiuran let out a low roar and lay on the soft-scented bed covered in sweat. He held the soft fragrance in his hands and said lazily:
"That man is a great talent, but he is shameless and won't kill him. I think he will forcefully enslave him and make him suffer a lot."
"Just let the mistress keep an eye on you. If it's not necessary, there's no need to take action."
"Yes, sir!"
Qi Heng saluted again, turned and left.
Bang!
Hearing the sound of closing the door, Zhang Xiuran played with the red-topped warm jade happily and raised the corner of his mouth:
"To endure the eagle is to overcome the eagle's unruliness and arrogance."
"To recruit talents, naturally we need to provide help in times of need."
"Hey, I don't understand what you said about making an eagle. I only know that I still want to feel the young master's eagle."
"Yes~ slave too, sir~"
Zhang Xiuran closed his eyes in enjoyment.
...
Changpingfang.
Dandan's exquisite and elegant courtyard.
Several candles were dotted between them, and the orange flames swayed with the night wind, illuminating the two handsome faces with varying brightness.
The elegant young man who was drinking to the moon was sitting on the carpet with a contented look on his face, humming an opera in his mouth, and looking at the gentle and handsome face in front of him with interest.
After a while, Shan Dan flicked his wide sleeves, straightened his waist and asked:
"Aren't you afraid?"
Those four words again.
Ye Qing, who was standing on the stone slab where Jiang Nan died, moved his hanging hands slightly and spoke calmly:
"It's scary, but there's no point in being afraid."
Shan Dan raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of appreciation.
Pointing to the futon in front of him with his slender hand, Ye Qing steadily stepped forward and sat on it, waiting for his fate to come without saying a word.
Wow!
The clear yellow wine fell into the ink jade cup, reflecting the stars in the sky.
Dan Dan, who personally poured a glass of wine for Ye Qing, couldn't help but admired:
"Your poetry has long been famous in Huaiyang City, and you were praised by those dandy boys as the strongest gunman in Pinglefang. Even I felt ashamed the night before, and couldn't help but use the absolute I picked up."
"Your calligraphy is even better. Xie Daru rated him as a calligrapher who has a thin body, strong bones, and a lively spirit. He is a calligrapher of his own. In just two days, he was sought after by the whole city."
"Why has such a great talent been hidden all this time and is willing to be a gunman who is full of copper odor and insults the saints?"
Gudong!
Ye Qing took a swig from the glass of wine without any courtesy. The mellow and slightly spicy wine soothed his tense nerves.
call!
Ye Qing breathed out a breath of alcohol, looked directly at Shan Dan and said: "Time is also destiny, it is a mistake for a lowly person to have a talent."
"If I didn't hide it, I might have died in a deserted corner of Pinglefang."
"It's a pity that no matter how cautious I am, I can't defeat fate."
Shan Dan, who frowned slightly, said very displeasedly: "No, if such a great talent is revealed to others, he will definitely soar into the sky, leap over the dragon's gate, and change his destiny."
Sarcasm appeared at the corner of Ye Qing's mouth, and he pointed at himself and then Dan Dan.
"Master Shan, what about now?"
This sentence directly asked Dan Dan, who paused for a moment, then laughed at himself and said:
"Yes, you are right, I am too narrow-minded."
Then, a sneer appeared on Shan Dan's face. He stared at Ye Qing, picked up the wine glass in his hand, and played with it as if he was holding Ye Qing.
"You have made me lose favor in front of Xie Daru, and you have also become the laughing stock of those dandy men. You really don't know how to live or die."
"Tell me, how should I teach you a lesson?"
"Every wrongdoer has his own debtor, and although I don't mean to offend, it has reached the current situation after all." Ye Qing pursed his lips tightly, clasped his fists and leaned towards Shan Dan, saying: "Everyone is responsible for the work, whether you want to kill or behead them, it's up to you. I also ask Mr. Shan not to involve my family."
Anxiety appeared in Shan Dan's heart, and the words of Jiang Nan, the turtle man he killed that morning, appeared in his ears.
His face darkened and he said word by word:
"That Mr. Turtle didn't even mention to you that he's dead right where you were standing just now."
"You have a humble life and a tough bone. You despicable people are really unpopular."
Ye Qing trembled all over, revealing the sadness of a rabbit dying and a fox pitiful.
Seeing that Ye Qing finally stopped keeping calm, Shan Dan felt a little happier. He raised his hand and nodded to Ye Qing, as if giving alms:
"You are talented. I will give you a chance to become my dog. I will spare your life and give you glory."
Ye Qing, with sadness in his eyes, sighed in his heart:
"After all, we have reached this point. After hiding for so many years, we still can't escape!"
"The son of Yangzhou Governor and one of the four great talents in Huaiyang is someone I cannot challenge at all. I only hope that I can comply with his request..."
Without waiting for Ye Qing to answer, Dan Dan picked up the wine cup, drank it all in one gulp and said happily:
"However, you have offended me after all. Even if you are willing to be a dog, I have to teach you a lesson."
After saying that, Shan Dan looked at Zheng Ming who was standing in the distance.
The only bad captain in Huaiyang City stepped forward quickly, clasped his fists and bowed:
"Master, please give me your orders."
"Send this guy to prison so that he can be taken care of. Also, find his family."
"Yes, sir!"
Shan Dan stood up, walked out in a gentle and graceful manner.
Ye Qing turned around suddenly, looked at Dan Dan and asked in a low voice:
"What are you going to do to my family?"
Zheng Ming looked at those eyes. He had survived from the sea of corpses on the border. He subconsciously held the horizontal knife at his waist, and a word came to his mind: The eagle looks at the wolf.
