General is a Villain

Qian Yu in the book must wear half a golden mask to cover the upper half of his face as long as he goes out, so Yi Xiaoqiao is deeply impressed.

Seeing Qian Yu here at this time really startled her. After all, it has been less than half a month since I last saw Qian Yu.

Many things have happened in the last half month. Qian Yu is still in Yucheng. Doesn't he have to go back to the palace?

Immediately, Yi Xiaoqiao remembered the plot in the book. Before he completely seized power, the government was controlled by several ministers who assisted him. He was just a decoration, like a puppet emperor. No wonder he could only indulge in the mountains and rivers and wander around without anything.

Think about it, Qian Yu is a little poor.

"Young master, do you support the blood lotus sect?" Yi Xiaoqiao tilted his head and asked.

As soon as they said this, some people frowned. All the rich businessmen sitting here are rich businessmen in Yucheng. They don't say that they are invincible, but since they sit here, it shows that they may become the target of the blood lotus sect.

Well, who wants to be robbed?

You blatantly support the blood lotus sect here, doesn't that mean they deserve to be robbed?

I'm afraid these people won't let Gan Yu go so easily.

Yi Xiaoqiao digs a hole without any psychological burden. She likes Qian Yu and is really Qian Yu's little fan sister, but she wants to go home to see her parents. She digs a hole for anyone who blocks her from going home. There's nothing wrong!

Qian Yu couldn't see through Yi Xiaoqiao's mind. He smiled and said, "the blood lotus sect only robs those who are rich and unkind."

I have to say that Qian Yu is also a good talker, but in a word, the rich businessmen changed their faces again.

Yi Xiaoqiao thinks that today's "Hongmen banquet" has been completely renamed "changing face". The faces of these rich businessmen are more wonderful than Sichuan Opera.

"Young master, are you saying that I am rich but unkind?"

Obviously.

Yi Xiaoqiao stood up slowly and asked condescensively, "have you ever been to Feicheng? Do you know what it is like now?"

"What's wrong if you haven't been there? It's said by mouth that the blood lotus sect is based on benevolence and righteousness. It can't be wrong." Qian Yu also stood up.

Qian Yu was a little higher than Yi Xiaoqiao by a head, and the momentum changed at once. In addition, Qian Yu himself was a person with great momentum. At this time, he stood up and pressed down Yi Xiaoqiao's anger, leaving no residue.

Yi Xiaoqiao was sad and angry. It would be nice if she were more than ten centimeters longer. Now she was forcibly suppressed and felt that she had no resistance.

Peach also frowned and said in his heart, who is this man? He suddenly came out and began to oppose them. Is it the remnant of the blood lotus sect? Or do you want to be him sometime?

Yi Xiaoqiao raised his eyes and looked at him, with four eyes facing each other, each thinking.

Suddenly, Yi Xiaoqiao smiled, quickly pinched Qian Yu's hand with one hand, and gently hooked his tail finger in the palm of his hand: "young master, is your sleeve broken?"

The sincere tone and unquestionable attitude made peach feel that she was dying.

Qian Yu really changed her face and rubbed her hand back: "what are you talking about?"

Yi Xiaoqiao has sat down: "young master, of course, you're not a broken sleeve. I can't always say that you are you. People's mouth is turning gold, accumulating destruction and selling bones. Rumors are terrible. You can confuse right and wrong, say white as black, but also say black as white. Isn't it too arbitrary to believe that the blood lotus sect is good without seeing it with your own eyes?"

Qian Yu was speechless by what she said. She was annoyed, especially the greasy feeling of her fingertips. It seemed that she felt something disgusting for a long time.

He took out his handkerchief and wiped it hard. He was angry and wanted to throw it on Yi Xiaoqiao's face. This little white face made Liang Zi big.

"So you must have seen it with your own eyes?" He asked coldly.

"Of course I've seen it with my own eyes." Yi Xiaoqiao actually hasn't seen it at all, but she has heard the report of dark Wei and has a general understanding of the situation of Feicheng. Therefore, she said categorically: "Feicheng is almost completely abandoned now."

Yi Xiaoqiao talked about the situation reported by the dark guard. The fat city is really a natural and man-made disaster.

Money?

Rich, but you can't buy food with money, because the grain merchant has no money to buy food.

Yi Xiaoqiao said that he was very skilled. He attributed almost all his mistakes to the blood lotus sect. Even the natural disasters were taught by the blood lotus sect.

Qian Yu's lips twitched: "you're pure nonsense."

"If you don't believe it, you can go to Feicheng." Yi Xiaoqiao swept the crowd: "you have been in business for many years and have connections in all directions. If you don't believe me today, you might as well go back and ask someone to take a look at Feicheng. The current scene of Feicheng is really terrible. If I really lied, you can punish me."

Her voice was generous and gentle, but her words were resounding, as if they were on the heart of people.

People, look at me, I look at you.

Third Master Qi patted the table and stood up: "what about the good ones in Feicheng? Can they rob me just because I have money? Rob the rich and help the poor? I owe them?"

"The blood lotus sect only recognizes money but not people."

"What do you mean?" Third Master Qi glanced sideways at Yi Xiaoqiao and his eyes were cold: "do you want me to do something good to help the poor?"

"Joe didn't mean that either, but now that the blood lotus sect has come, it's bound to let you go. I just want to remind the third master to be careful. If you can, it's best for everyone to unite. It's said that everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high. If you are willing to unite, the blood lotus sect will not be able to turn over the waves."

"Shit! Still want me to pay." Third Master Qi disdained and spit: "I will be afraid of what blood lotus sect. If I really have the ability, let them come and see whether grandpa's knife is fast or they are powerful!"

When he finished, he turned and left.

"Hey, Third Master." Wen Zheng suddenly made a noise.

Third Master Qi looked back and glared at him angrily: "what did you ask your grandpa to do? I told you that no matter what you do, I don't want to participate! Whether you donate money or do good deeds, go with you. Don't look for me. I have money, there is money, and Jinshan and Yinshan don't give it to the poor. What they do is none of my business!"

"Don't worry, I can't find you." Wen Zhengyi pointed to the table and said with a smile, "don't you give us a free meal today?"

"Don't be a ghost. Did I invite you?" Third Master Qi slapped the table vigorously, and the cups and plates on the shaking table clanked.

"Isn't this the third master's shop? It's just a word for you." Wen Zheng continued to say with a smile. He didn't know whether he was deliberately angry with him or what was going on. His words were full of jokes: "the third master is so rich that he can't even give up this?"

"My hotel should let you eat for nothing?" The flesh on the Third Master Qi's face shook hard: "together, you people are enough to buy Yucheng, and let me invite you to die!"

"Even if it's not for us, don't you have to thank others for coming thousands of miles to send us news?"

The Third Master of Qi glanced at Yi Xiaoqiao and saw that he was weak and coughed from time to time. It was not good to have a black hand with her: "please, anyway, you are used to doing good deeds."

"Waiter, write it down to Lord Wen!"

The Third Master Qi said, opened the door with a bang and left.

Wen just seemed to have expected, shook his head and smiled: "sorry, childe Qiao, this man is like this. I invited this meal. It's because I compensated you for what just happened."

Facing Wenzheng's gentle eyes, Yi Xiaoqiao said shyly: "it's not very good. I said I would invite you, but let the clerk go out for money. I'm a Junior..."

"It doesn't matter. You should. Childe Qiao came all the way to send us news and give back to childe Qiao. If childe Qiao doesn't dislike it, you and I will be friends. If you have any difficulties in the future, just come to me."

"That's great. Thank you, clerk."

Wen Zheng smiled and nodded: "there are still some things on my side, so I'll go back first. Young master Qiao, take your time."

He said and clapped his hands. A man in coarse cloth and black came in. He was wearing a cloth hat and bent. He entered the door and walked out of the room with Wenzheng's wheelchair.

As soon as Wen Zheng left, one of member Li also stood up: "I have something to do over there. I have to go back. If you have time, you might as well come and sit down. I have good tea to entertain you."

"OK."

The three major merchants in Yucheng, Qi Sanye, Wenzheng and Li Feng, have all left.

The rest are ordinary merchant houses. Although they have money, they can't compare with these three.

"Thank you, childe Qiao. I want to go back and make some arrangements, so I'll leave first." One of them said with a smile.

"You don't have so much money. What can we do? Didn't we promise to accompany brother Qiao today?" A childe surnamed Zhou leaned over and said with a smile: "Qiao Xiandi is really a kind-hearted man. Now the people's hearts are indifferent. Just snow in front of the house, who cares about the frost on others' tiles. Qiao Xiandi, why don't you go to Zui chunlou with your brother today to talk. The girls there are soft..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, a breath of wine rushed towards him. The huge smell of wine seemed to make people faint.

Yi Xiaoqiao remembers that Taozi said that this man, the second son of the Zhou family, has a hobby of drinking. Just now everyone here was listening to her. Only he drank from beginning to end.

"No." Yi Xiaoqiao stopped the man and coughed hard.

For fear that Yi Xiaoqiao would be taken advantage of, peach stopped him and said with a smile: "sorry, master Zhou, my young master is still filial piety. I'm afraid I can't accompany master Zhou."

"Oh, look at my memory, I forgot." Zhou Dang stood up and bowed: "it's abrupt. Don't be angry, young master Qiao. Let's drink together another day."

Then he turned and stumbled away.

Soon, people walked and scattered. Even Qian Yu left with her back. In the end, there were only Yi Xiaoqiao, peach and Chang Daren.

Yi Xiaoqiao looked at Chang Daren strangely: "does Lord Chang have something to say?"

"I don't deserve it. It's just a small official with seven grades of sesame. Where can I call him a Lord." Chang Daren looked sad: "it's just... What you just said is true?"

"Of course it's the truth."

Chang Daren was worried: "what should I do? There's no place for the blood lotus sect. I'm here..."

"Don't worry, Lord Chang. They only rob the rich and won't rob honest parents like you." Yi Xiaoqiao said slightly sarcastically.

Indeed, as soon as he said this, Chang Daren's face became more and more ugly, and his sad hair was going to be white. He smiled: "this... This... Childe Qiao is really reasonable, so I... I'll go first."

Then he left with his legs swinging.

After everyone left, the peach came up and asked in a low voice, "young master, do you see what's coming?"

Yi Xiaoqiao shook his head and left the restaurant calmly.

Out of Yunfan restaurant, it is the flower street that never sleeps.

But seeing the surrounding lanterns hanging high, the fragrance of powder and flowers, and the appearance of singing and dancing everywhere, the laughter almost broke through the sky, which was really extravagant to the extreme.

Yi Xiaoqiao suddenly thought of two poems: the soldiers died in front of the army, and the beauties sang and danced under the tent.

"What did you say, young master?" Peach asked puzzled.

Yi Xiaoqiao shook his head: "nothing. Find a place to rest."

The twilight drum has stopped, which means they can't leave the flower street and have to find a place to rest in the flower street.

Looking left and right, I saw a man in black coming quickly. His back was slightly bent. He was half a head shorter than Yi Xiaoqiao. He looked up at her and showed a kind smile: "please, master Qiao, my master."

Yi Xiaoqiao looked at him. The man's hat was pressed very low and almost covered his ears, but he could still see that he was missing one ear. Yi Xiaoqiao recognized that he was the man who pushed Wenzheng away before, as if he were Wenzheng's housekeeper. So, who invited her?

Just then, she also wanted to have a close contact with him and immediately patted the fan: "let's go."