28. King Xian
Before he arrived at the Peony Hall, Wei Jiang heard Kui Hu laughing arrogantly. She peeked into the hall and saw the man sitting upright, staring only at the cigarette stick, and as for Kuihu, he was afraid that the weight was not as heavy as this cigarette stick.
He was looking for Mo Hua, Wei Jiang sniffed out, and looked back at Mo Hua standing at the top of the stairs, as if he didn't know that he was in trouble.
As long as this step, with a slight nudge, the threat of the Wei family and the person she hated will be doomed, but at this critical juncture, Wei Jiang hesitated, and after thinking twice, she quietly hid the cigarette stick in her hand into her sleeve, and pricked up her ears to eavesdrop on the conversation inside.
The man asked, "Do you know anyone who does this cigarette business?" β
Kuihu replied to him: "Of course, here as long as the name of the master can be traded, including women......"
With that, he laughed lewdly. Wei Jiang could imagine the centipede scars on his face crawling all over his face.
"I'm not trying to do this business, I'm trying to inquire about individuals."
Finally, the man got to the point. Wei Jiang was suddenly nervous, and goosebumps stood up. She probed in further, obviously Kuihu had noticed this cigarette stick, although there were many people smoking cigarette sticks in Yunhaizhou, but if Kuihu caught the opportunity, he would definitely say Mo Hua.
"This cigarette stick is so familiar."
Sure enough, Kuihu said.
"Isn't this the cigarette Mo Hua has been smoking?"
Wei Jiang sighed in her heart, she didn't need to add fuel and vinegar, people had already found Mo Hua's head. She looked up, Mo Hua, who was standing at the top of the stairs, suddenly disappeared, and when she turned her head again, he actually walked here.
"Hurry up."
Wei Jiang involuntarily waved his hand at him, his eyes blinking and blinking. Mo Hua turned a deaf ear, smiled brightly, and went straight to the Peony Hall. Someone stopped him at the door, and he pointed to Kuihu: "I know him." β
The guard turned back to ask for instructions, the man gave him a look, and the guard allowed Mohua to enter.
"Isn't this a quirk? How do you have time to come over today? β
Mo Hua pretended to be familiar with Kui Hu and sat down next to him by the shoulders. Looking up at the man, Mo Hua was surprised, and then smiled and greeted.
"Under the surname 'Mo', dare to ask who the master is?"
When Wei Jiang saw him sent to the door for slaughter, he couldn't help but admire his courage. She leaned her ear in, and instead of hearing the man answer, she heard Kuihu interject angrily, "We're talking about business, what are you doing here?" β
"Business, I'll do it too. I don't know what this master wants to do? Smuggling or robbery? β
The man didn't say a word, and slowly tasted the tea, as if sitting on a mountain watching the tiger fight.
Wei Jiang had already fought with him just now, and he knew that this person was not a character who was easy to fool. Mo Hua took the initiative to send it to the door, it was simply an old birthday star hanging himself - tired of it.
Wei Jiang pondered, right now, she hates Kuihu more than Mo Hua, why don't you take this opportunity to get rid of him?
Wei Jiang made up her mind, pretending to be a girl who was bumping into the girl and rushed in, and what she was holding in her hand was the cigarette stick on Mo Hua's waist, which was exactly the same as the one in the man's hand.
"Master Kui, your things have dropped, slave ......"
Kui Hu heard someone shouting at him again, a little inexplicable, he turned his head to look at Wei Jiang, and his eyes were suddenly very vicious. Wei Jiang stopped, showing a panicked and frightened look, and took a few steps back.
"The slave and the maid are not visible, and the slave and the maid know that they are wrong."
Wei Jiang deliberately hid the cigarette stick behind him, and at this moment, the man saw it, and his eyes were suddenly as sharp as a sword.
This person was suspicious of adultery, and Wei Jiang wanted to refuse to return to the divorce, so he made him remember it.
He glanced at the bandage wrapped around Kuihu's head, and asked with a smile: "I don't know where Kui Ye's injury came from?" β
Kuihu grinned: "The last time I was transporting a boat, I ran into a red hair, and they robbed me of this one in three boats, and then I stripped off my clothes and them!" Do you know dozens of people have already climbed onto my boat, and I'll slash two with my knife and kick the ladder with one kick......"
Kuihu shook his head and shook his head, blowing the Tao, just like telling a story. When the initiator heard his words, he laughed out loud.
Wei Jiang saw that Kuihu was on fire, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to leave, but heard the man say: "This girl is quite clever, call her over." β
Wei Jiang was slightly stunned, in order to put out the fire, she put herself in, and now she is not escaping, nor is she going. As a last resort, Wei Jiang had no choice but to turn around and say good fortune to the man.
"What do you command?"
"Come, sit down."
The man beckoned to her. Wei Jiang walked over cautiously, she pretended not to know Mo Hua, and lowered her head and bit her lip all the way, feeling uneasy.
Mo Hua remained silent, secretly speculating, he saw that this man had a majestic face, luxurious clothes, and the cigarette stick on the table was the one he had dropped in King Xian's Mansion before.
Could it be that he is a virtuous king?
"Dare to ask how the slave is called Lord?"
Wei Jiang walked to his side and saluted again, his panicked appearance was seven points false, three points true. At the moment, this man is unfathomable, treacherous, and really a hard bone to gnaw.
The man was very generous, and said bluntly: "The surname is Wang." β
"Lord Wang?"
Wei Jiang blurted out, his clear eyes wide and round, stupid and a little cute.
After hearing this, the prince looked up to the sky and laughed, couldn't help but reach out and touch Wei Jiang's heart, and then put his arms around her small waist, and hugged her to his lap, just like holding his own daughter.
Mo Hua's expression was calm, but a trace of imperceptible anger flashed in his eyes.
"This girl is smart, I like it. How old is this year? β
The prince hugged Wei Jiang and asked. Wei Jiang sat like pins and needles, she pretended to be a little naΓ―ve, and replied tremblingly: "If you go back to your master, the slave is eleven years old." β
Wei Jiang was already petite, and deliberately said how old he was, and it was not easy for others to notice. After hearing this, the prince raised her chin with one hand to look at it carefully, he had a pair of aggressive eyes, and his gaze was like a sharp cone, piercing straight into the marrow.
Being looked at by him like this, Wei Jiang was not afraid, she also looked at him boldly, and always felt that this face seemed familiar.
With a move of his fingertips, the prince turned Wei Jiang's face towards Kuihu and Mo Hua, and then asked, "Have you ever seen this little girl?" β
Although Kuihu is a frequent visitor to Hualou, all that can enter his eyes are characters such as Oiran red cards, and such a little girl has no impression when he sees it. So he said casually: "The odd jobs here all look the same." If you like it, I'll immediately find you a few beautiful and clever ones, guaranteed to be better than this one. β
Wei Jiang couldn't help rolling his eyes after hearing this, Mo Hua was silent, his eyes were watching all directions, and his ears were listening to all directions.
The prince seemed to be dissatisfied with Kuihu's answer, so he straightened Wei Jiang's face and asked her, "What was you holding in your hand just now?" β
Wei Jiang honestly took out the cigarette stick and put it in his hand.
"This."
The prince compared it to the cigarette stick on the table, and it was really the same.
"Huh? This thing isn't mine! β
Kuihu seemed to react and hurriedly cleared up the matter. Wei Jiang pursed his lips, deliberately wanting to speak and stopped.
Then, Kuihu pointed at Mo Hua and said, "This is his cigarette stick!" It's this surname 'Mo'. β
Mo Hua glanced at each other and nodded: "Well, it looks like mine." β
With that, he took out a bamboo cigarette stick from his waist seal and put it in his mouth. This cigarette stick is exactly the same as the two on the table.
He's got a lot of cigarette sticks! This trick made Wei Jiang stunned, she guessed that the prince must be even more dizzy, he was suspicious by nature, and the more Kuihu talked, it was not easy for him to believe it. Sure enough, Wei Jiang found a trace of doubt in his eyes.
The hand around Wei Jiang's waist lightly patted it, and Wei Jiang glanced down, guessing that this prince was thinking deeply. She had the intention of making trouble, so she asked him coquettishly: "Can the prince want to sing a song "Full House"?" The slave sings well. β
The hand on his waist stopped, and the prince turned his eyes and smiled coldly. Wei Jiang was shocked, guessing if he noticed something, but he didn't think that he said in a very kind tone: "Little clever ghost, sing it." β
Wei Jiang's heart went up and down, and this prince even praised people.
Wei Jiang was not polite, she sang when she opened her mouth, and she used the old bustard to teach her to sing and sing lyrics to make them happy.
"Full House" is comparable to "Eighteen Touches", and it is all about the love and affairs in the room, and Wei Jiang's immature voice makes this small square song pure.
Mo Hua showed surprise, not because she sang well, but because she actually sang this silver song seriously.
He's embarrassed! I almost blurted out, "Stop singing." β
At this moment, the old bustard came, and when he saw several big people sitting in the peony hall, he smiled flatteringly: "Ouch, several masters are here." β
After that, the old bustard glanced at Wei Jiang, and when he saw that it was her little cash cow, he was even more happy, and he was busy icing on the cake.
"Our girl here is the one who sings best."
The old bustard opened his eyes and said nonsense, which just helped Wei Jiang. Who knew that the prince nodded, and asked her: "How much silver will I get for redeeming this little girl." β
Wei Jiang was stunned. The old bustard didn't answer, and hurriedly flashed to the door, took out the abacus beads in his sleeve and beat them for a while, and the price went up.
caught a traitor and sold himself, how did it end?
Wei Jiang turned his head to look at Mo Hua, who was even calmer than her, and smoked his cigarette stick by himself, swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog. The white smoke spread out in front of his eyes, blurring his eyes, but Wei Jiang saw that he was like taking a reassuring pill, and he was not panicked at all.
"Back to this master, our girl is a nightingale, singing for three days, the price is naturally higher."
The bustard calculated and spread out one hand.
"Five hundred taels."
Mo Hua was silent, Wei Jiang didn't speak, only Kuihu tried to please the figure in front of him, leaned over and whispered: "This master, this girl is worth a lot of fifty taels, if the master likes to sing well, I have it in my hand, and all of them are more beautiful than her." β
The prince chuckled, put Wei Jiang back on the ground, and said, "Five hundred taels is a little more expensive." β
When Wei Jiang heard this, he hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, and cried and cried: "Master, you can take me away, I will make you a cow and a horse." β
The prince was silent, and the entourage standing behind him took the first step to pull Wei Jiang away, and then drove her out.
Wei Jiang accepted it when he saw it, and took this opportunity to get out, as for Mo Hua, he was still sitting in the peony hall, smoking a cigarette stick while looking at the virtuous prince from the corner of his eye.