Chapter 69

After walking around the ancient street all day, it is a pity that the pear orchard on the ancient street is still empty today, and I bought a few things that are eye-catching, and Yu Qingchen, who has gained a lot, returned to the small courtyard with Zhong Huaiqing, who had a good time.

Immediately afterwards, he caught the Streamer Sect, Su Wei Meeting, Famous Brother, Gentle and Yajun, and the long-awaited Senior Brother, the identity of the senior brother was still said by the little paper crane.

Although it was strange why the Streamer Sect Senior Brotherhood, who had never been seen in the Centennial Ceremony, would pop up here, he was used to the treatment of local juniors taking the initiative to visit every time he went to a place, and Yu Qingchen didn't care much about it.

Yu Qingchen's attitude was indifferent, Yun Fang was graceful and polite, and Zhong Huaiqing and Senior Brother had a good conversation. As long as there is a need, Zhong Huaiqing and Senior Brother can have a good chat with anyone, not to mention that the evaluation of each other is extremely high.

The senior brother of the Streamer Sect originally didn't dare to pull Venerable Lingya to chat wantonly, Yun Fang belonged to a married woman, and she had to be measured, Zhong Huaiqing, who was not touched by either and had no bad evaluation of her own strength, knowledge, and character, was naturally extremely popular.

Zhong Huaiqing is also happy to have a chat partner, the senior brother is extraordinary, delicate, knowledgeable, and has traveled around and seen a lot, which is really a rare character. There is probably no one in the same generation who has more experience than the senior brother, and it is so remarkable that he has not been in the sect all the year round.

The two of them, who consciously hated each other and did not want to disturb the quiet on His Holiness's side, soon reported and went to the street to find a tavern together, intending to get drunk and rest. Looking at the sky that was already dusk, Yu Qingchen and Yun Fang easily judged the fact that these two would probably not come back tonight.

Although there is not a curfew everywhere in Chudu at night, who calls this street exactly within the three forbidden areas? As a monk, even if he has this means, he still needs to be a little cheeky when he is not necessary.

Today's harvest is enough, there is nothing to do left and right, Yu Qingchen gave Yun Fang a night's vacation, and went back to the hut to sleep lightly. The silence of the small courtyard is still as good as ever, and only the little paper crane that gets up after a day of sleep is the only one that disturbs this quiet movement.

Shen Ruoxi's face is calm, his posture is straight, and he looks like a fully controlled figure at a glance. On the other hand, Tang Yicai, who has always been strong and calm, lost his temper slightly because of consternation.

Rubbing his head, giving up thinking frantically huddled together, and sighing, Tang Yi decided to surrender.

"I don't understand. ”

"There is no need to understand that your ecumenical possession has much more weight than you imagined, and all the efforts of the Shen family will definitely be rewarded, but not from the hands of the deacon. ”

"It is impossible for the crown prince and the state of Chu to pay too much, and what you ask for is definitely not from these, since it is a use, I want to know what you can get. ”

"If you refuse to answer, will the Shen family's cooperation with Your Excellency be affected?"

"I don't know the needs of the Shen family, and I would rather refuse to cooperate. ”

"There is no hidden family whose material strength is comparable to that of the Shen family, and the Shen family is full of sincerity, not to mention that it seems that the deacon does not need to pay anything. ”

For the first time, the corners of his lips rose in a sneering arc, and with almost mean force, he murmured as if full of malice:

"Sincere?"

Sneering and disdainful, Tang Yicai picked up the aura that had been deliberately retracted before, the situation suddenly reversed, Shen Ruoxi's forehead was hidden with sweat and looked calm, Tang Yicai's eyes were deep.

"Although the help you give seems to be huge, in fact, it is dispensable for this seat, and what this seat has to pay, you are trying to prevaricate?"

sighed silently, he was still too young, if it was his uncle who was here to negotiate, I am afraid the result would be different.

In fact, the matter is not big, no matter how you talk about it, it is impossible to talk about it, but subconsciously the displeasure of the child of destiny makes him silent. Son of Destiny, it is really extraordinary, this momentum alone is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Raising his eyes, he dispelled the dark aura that had been lingering around his body, and it no longer looked like the previous image of steady and indifferent world-weariness, but a little more of the fresh breath of the boy next door.

"There is nothing else to ask for, but I don't want to be hostile to the king, and I want to have a piece of luck. ”

sneered, both shocked and angry, and pushed the momentum over with his hand on the table, weighing more and more than a thousand pounds of pressure.

"Just a piece of luck?"

He lowered the base of his tongue and deliberately lowered his voice, his voice was cold and dangerous, and the slippery and cold feeling suddenly made a layer of cold sweat ooze from Shen Ruoxi's back.

"Is it true that this seat doesn't know anything about luck? It's just an idle chess, and he dares to plot against this seat, if it weren't for this seat to ask such a question, what would you want?"

I'm still too impulsive to speak, if it's an uncle, there will definitely be no such a problem, looking at the Son of Destiny who has obviously been provoked and narrowed his eyes and is ready to go, even if he explains it clearly now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win people's trust.

I don't know that the aura of my Son of Destiny has the result of significantly lowering the IQ of others, and I don't know the origin of the Shen family and the Son of Destiny. Shen Ruoxi, who was hostile and only wanted to get out quickly and didn't think that Tang Yicai would disagree, the decline in status in Tang Yicai's eyes was serious.

I thought it would be a like-minded and brilliant person, but it turned out to be nothing more than the usual brilliance, and the subtle dissatisfaction and the feeling of being fooled were already there even when I didn't know the pitfalls in the treaty.

Looking at the young man who was still hesitating to give it all out, the original appreciation and good feelings were all washed away, and the rest was just cold and indifferent.

"If the Shen family is just such a person, this person can't see a trace of sincerity."

His eyes are like lightning shooting into the corner of the wall, Shen Ruoxi may indeed have the ability, but with such a pattern and such energy, there is no need to talk about it anymore.

"Or maybe someone else can better unravel the intentions of the Shen family?" Mr. I don't know how long he has been hidden, why not explain the 'sincerity' of the Shen family?"

"Uncle!"

The young man's face was ashamed, and when he was about to give up his seat, Shen Langmo's eyes looking at Shen Ruoxi were gentle and tired, and there was a faint hint of disappointment. In the end, it is not a family that has been raised since childhood, the ability is there, but the cultivation is still a little worse, and the homework of the family is time to make up for him.

Sit down with a smile, smile freely and calmly, and you can't see the embarrassment you should have, and you can subconsciously make others feel good and trust.

"The deacon is afraid that he has misunderstood what the Shen family wants, and what the Shen family wishes to get afterwards is definitely not the deacon's own luck, but only to assist the deacon, and he has his own heavenly way to continue his luck, and there is no need to deprive others. ”

"May it be why. ”

clearly distinguishes that the other party is not lying, and roughly understands the bargaining chips of this transaction, but Tang Yicai never knew when he was so powerful, does this count as the prosperity of those who follow me and the death of those who oppose me?