11 The eleventh day after leaving the golden cage

Style: Historical Author: happy native dogWords: 3628Update Time: 24/02/20 21:15:02
"Madam, please keep the purple gold medal. With this, you can mobilize all the crystal coins in the name of Tiantong Bank."

After signing his name, he pricked his index finger to draw blood, and then entered the magic circle that was two people tall and asked him to record his appearance and body shape. After all the tedious processes, Xu Jiaohe received a purple square from Shopkeeper Ji. The card is about the size of a palm and extremely thin.

Rather than describing it as a card, it would be more appropriate to say it is a card.

Xu Jiaohe held the purple gold medal and ran her fingertips across the back, feeling an inconspicuous bulge.

When he looked carefully, he found that his name was written in thin gold script.

Its color blends seamlessly with the entire card, and only under the deflection of skylight can you see the scattered traces of the brush strokes.

Xu Jiaohe held the purple gold medal and couldn't put it down and looked at it again and again.

When she was a child, she saw her aunt and eldest sister take out something similar, but the color was ordinary light blue, far less rare and noble than the purple gold medal. With this, even if she didn't carry any coins, she could place magic in various places. For shops in the array, it is most convenient to check and pay for the license.

You Wenyu reached out to take it and show it to Xu Jiaohe, but the other party dodged it.

He had no choice but to condense a trace of spiritual power out of thin air and control it and inject it into it.

Dust mist as thin as gossamers appeared in the sky above the purple gold medal, forming a huge number.

"What is this..."

Xu Jiaohe's eyes were completely occupied, and she almost bit her tongue when she asked.

"It is the property that Master's wife currently owns in Tiantong Bank."

You Wenyu seemed to be afraid that she would catch her breath, and added lightly, "Of course, this number will change every day, because the income from industries in various places will continue to flow into your account."

Xu Jiaohe's soft eyes widened, and the light card attached to her palm suddenly gained great power.

Is this what it feels like to be rich?

Why is it so unreal? ?

You Wenyu asked for orders to go down the mountain. He couldn't stay too long at a bank. He didn't bother to wake up Xu Jiaohe who was immersed in the dream of wealth. He said hello to shopkeeper Ji and took Xu Jiaohe straight to the next house.

His ideas are straightforward.

First, according to the list marked by shopkeeper Ji, he will conquer the shops that are loyal to him and Xu Jiaohe.

Then there are several companies that have a wait-and-see attitude because of Ji Ruotan's death.

Finally, it’s the hard nut to crack.

You Wenyu made a careful plan and executed it vigorously and resolutely.

In fact, the first two steps went extremely smoothly.

He prides himself on having insight into people's hearts and affairs. Under the overt and covert coercion and inducement, several shops that had not taken sides at first showed their recognition and loyalty to Xu Jiaohe, the new owner, at least on the surface.

What You Wenyu worried about was not what Xu Jiaohe cared about.

She seemed to have found a new pleasure. Holding a purple gold medal in her hand, she would buy whatever store You Wenyu went to.

In just half a day, not only did he fill up his own spiritual treasure ring, but also You Wenyu's spiritual treasure ring was forced to contain many women's items.

At dusk, the two came to the last stop of their inspection tour.

Fange is an auction house that is as famous as Tiantong Bank and is well-known in Kyushu.

An unknown Confucian scholar once wrote a poem: "Prosperity is endless, and rare treasures shine in all directions."

It can be said that Fange is extravagant and extravagant.

Not only is this the largest auction house in Kyushu, it also handles the pawn sales of treasures and the exchange of news.

"Don't go in, let me go first."

Xu Jiaohe shook the newly bought Qingyu Liuyun Tuan fan, imitated You Wenyu's style, and rushed ahead of him, stepping into the gold-rimmed threshold of Fange - who expected that halfway through, he was blocked by several tall, arms A wall of people tied with white cloth strips blocked the way.

She didn't understand why and looked up at the faces of the people who blocked her.

But when they met, the other party took two steps back neatly, knelt down on his knees in the court, clasped his fists and shouted: "I have seen my wife!!"

"?!"

The shout was like a tiger coming out of its cage, containing a faint power of spiritual power, making Xu Jiaohe's hat and clothes dance without any wind.

Behind her, You Wenyu, who was calm and composed, looked dark for a moment.

Their whereabouts are not public, and the shops they visit know the rules not to reveal the owner's traces.

It seems that someone deliberately reported the news.

Several suspicious faces quickly flashed through You Wenyu's mind. Xu Jiaohe, who was in the limelight, straightened out her clothes and veil that were messed up by the airflow. She waved her hands like a master and said, "Get up quickly, you don't have to do this." Dali, I just came to take a look today."

"Yes! Madam!"

A row of tall boys lined up in equal numbers, arranged to the left and right.

At the end of the queue, amid the endless colors of brilliant colors and heaps of gold and jade, a charming young woman walked out.

"Ye Wuying, the person in charge of Fan Pavilion, has met Madam and Mr. Wen."

She did not use the greeting method between immortal cultivators, but lightly bent her knees slightly and performed a Wanfu salute.

Xu Jiaohe suddenly felt that she was very kind and popular.

"Get up, Miss Wuying."

"Master's wife, I want to call her Ye Zhangshi."

You Wenyu leaned close to Xu Jiaohe's ear and corrected the title for her.

"oh……"

Ye Wuying raised a pair of tender eyes and turned back and forth between them without leaving any trace. She covered her sleeves and smiled softly: "Young Master Wen is overly worried. Madam is the master of the entire Fan Pavilion. Naturally, she loves her." Call me whatever you call me."

"Yeah, Miss Wuying didn't say anything, so don't always remind me."

Xu Jiaohe was originally frightened by Fan Lou's battle, but when she saw Ye Wuying being so gentle and approachable, she felt as if a big stone had fallen to the ground.

She also felt that it was very shameful for her to be submissive in front of You Wenyu, so she turned her face sideways and squinted at the young man on the rear right.

Ye Wuying stopped when she saw that she was ready, and walked towards Xu Jiaohe in a naughty way, blocking the eye contact between the two people: "It's already dinner time. Madam has been patrolling the store for a day, so she must be hungry, right? Drinks and meals are prepared upstairs. , Mrs. Wanwang doesn’t mind it, so I’d like to give it a try.”

When she saw Xu Jiaohe nodding, she half-crouched to guide the two of them.

The private room on the second floor of Fange has a different scene from the one downstairs.

There is a translucent rune barrier attached to it, presumably it is a room that is rarely opened.

Xu Jiaohe stepped inside and saw Ye Wuying casually lighting up the wall lamps around her, and a spring flower scene suddenly appeared on the wall.

...It's like being in the wild, enjoying a banquet with others.

Xu Jiaohe admired it for a while, then sat down on the main seat and praised Ye Wuying: "This is so beautiful, you took the trouble."

"Madam, you are so complimentary. You are so talented. I am lucky enough to be able to make you smile."

You Wenyu is sitting, Ye Wuying is on the right, and the flowing dishes are served one after another. They are delicacies that cannot be matched by Yunxianzong's small kitchen.

Ye Wuying also asked the beautiful maid to come and serve the dishes, but Xu Jiaohe refused and said, "I can do it myself."

Like a bird leaving its golden cage, she breathed in the long-lost free air.

"Madam is so approachable, Wuying admires her deeply."

"Wherever you go, you can eat it too!"



Xu Jiaohe's troubles at Tiantong Bank were now transferred to You Wenyu.

He didn't know why, but he was here to clean up this difficult bone in Fange.

How come in the end, Xu Jiaohe almost put his arm on Ye Wuying and became her confidant.

He had already abstained from grain and was drinking wine in silence.

Sipping the mellow wine into your mouth brings out an unspeakable taste.

Finally, You Wenyu drank the wine glass to the end and broke the heated atmosphere surrounding Xu Jiaohe with a smile: "Ye Zhang is very well-informed about the news. Before we arrived at Fan Pavilion, you arranged for your servants to wait. At the door, we put up this elaborate feast of wine and food to entertain you."

"Of course Fange doesn't dare to neglect the young master and his wife." Ye Wuying's smile did not change, and she added a piece of abalone in golden sauce with serving chopsticks and put it in Xu Jiaohe's bowl, "This is our specialty here, and also Please taste it, madam.”

Xu Jiaohe immediately immersed himself in eating.

She suddenly remembered the purpose of coming here.

No matter how gentle and amiable Ye Wuying is, the most important thing is to put the money in her own bag.

You Wenyu, who was holding his breath, saw that she had calmed down and stopped confronting him, and the depression that was suppressed in his throat immediately dissipated a lot.

He raised his eyes, crossed Xu Jiaohe, and had a silent confrontation with Ye Wuying, who was also looking this way: "Since nothing can be hidden from Ye Zhang, you should also know the purpose of our coming today."

Ye Wuying joked: "Didn't Madam say that you are just here for a casual look?"

No one responded to her witticism, Xu Jiaohe continued to fight against the abalone, and You Wenyu held the wine glass with a smile.

It seems that the lady who was led by him from the beginning is not as stupid as imagined.

Ye Wuying immediately apologized and said, "Wuying's words and deeds are out of character. Please forgive me, Mr. Wen."

You Wenyu then said in a refreshing tone: "It's okay, it's just a joke, it's important to get the business done."

Although Fange is Ji Ruotan's property, he has the backing of Jiuzhou Rumengshi. After all, he can't be too harsh.

Unexpectedly, Ye Wuying said: "Young master is right, Fange's main business is to entertain you two."

Boom.

Before Ye Wuying finished speaking, You Wenyu placed the golden wine glass he was holding on the Eight Immortals table, making a soft sound that was neither light nor heavy.

He raised his eyelids, and his affectionate peach blossom eyes became a little sharper: "Wuyan Daojun suddenly fell. The sect master has ordered that Jiaohe Jun will be the new master of Huaiyuan Peak. Master Ye does not recognize the identity of my master's wife." , or are you double-minded and planning to join another master?"

By the end of his words, it was as if a thin layer of ice had condensed on the river water in winter.

The tone is not high, but it contains a layer of spiritual power.

Wherever he went, except for Xu Jiaohe who was sitting on the throne, all the servants and maids serving him were kneeling down in fear and absolute strength.

A large and gorgeous Eight Immortals table, with only three empty heads standing upright.

Xu Jiaohe put down his chopsticks and looked left and right at You Wenyu and Ye Wuying, who were facing each other, but didn't know what to say.

After a while, Ye Wuying took a step back and used a more formal self-identification: "It's not that my subordinates are deliberately obstructing it, or they have different intentions. It's actually a rule that Rumengshi has set since the beginning of the sect: Yun has the Ye family." If the young master of the bloodline dies, if his spouse wants to inherit the property, he must pay homage to Emperor Wa and see the high hall, and gain the approval of the old lord before he can take the position of the master of the pavilion."

Jiuzhou Rumengshi was founded by Ji Ruotan's mother, Ye Tang, and has only been passed down to the second generation.

The old master in Ye Wuying's mouth was naturally Ye Tang - but Ye Tang had already committed suicide after giving birth to Ji Ruotan more than two hundred years ago and followed the Taoist monk Ji Huaizhang. How could Xu Jiaohe get it? Her approval?

When You Wenyu thought of this, he knew that Ru Mengshi, who was behind Ye Wuying, did not want to hand over power and had set up many traps, waiting for Xu Jiaohe to step into them.

He crushed the wine glass in his hand with a cold face: "Then I would like to ask Master Ye how to resurrect a person after death, and how to recognize the master's wife."

The atmosphere in the private room froze instantly, and the green light like a swimming dragon swayed back and forth on his fingertips.

To deal with Ye Wuying, You Wenyu didn't even bother to draw his weapon.