28. Yahuan into the painting, not ignorant

With the guidance of the shopkeeper, he walked to a side room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The shopkeeper pushed open the door of the wing room, and saw a middle-aged man standing in the inner room, wearing an ink-colored satin jacket, and the robe revealed the trim of silver hollow hibiscus. The waist is tied with an auspicious cloud jade belt, and only a piece of white jade with excellent jade quality hangs on it, and the shape seems to be rough but simple and gloomy.

"Shopkeeper, these two want to see you. The younger one brought them in. The shopkeeper said respectfully.

Shen Wan looked over and nodded, "I'm tired, you go down first to do your business, don't delay." ”

Yang listened to the conversation between Shen Wan and the shopkeeper, and felt even more disdainful in his heart. This middle-aged man looks very imposing, but this speech is submissive, where is there a little bit of the appearance of being the hall master?

The shopkeeper answered, then withdrew, and closed the door.

Shen Wanying's sharp gaze fell on Yang and Zhuhua, and his gaze wandered, and he vaguely saw her red and swollen cheeks from the veil on his cheeks.

At that moment, I guessed what was going on.

Sensing the look of pity, he lowered his head in shame when he entered the painting.

"Mrs. Su, I know the purpose of your visit, I have already asked people to prepare the two thousand taels, and I am waiting for you to come and bring them back at any time." He Wan said behind his hand.

Yang curled the corners of his lips and sneered, "What do you mean by Red Lotus Hall?" It's the first time I've heard that the killer takes on the task like this, soaring from a few hundred to two thousand taels, and suddenly soaring to ten thousand taels, you are a good bully for us?"

He Wan smiled, "Mrs. Su, the rules of the rivers and lakes are like this. ”

"Don't tell me any rules!" Yang snorted coldly: "Do you think that the rivers and lakes are just a gang of your Red Lotus Hall? I really don't know if this matter spreads to the rivers and lakes, what those people will think of you people from the Red Lotus Hall. It's a bunch of!"

Clang.

Bang dang.

Yang Shi felt a chill in the back of his head, and when he looked back, he saw a sharp blade stabbing at him, and at that moment, he was thrown away by He Wan with a tea cup to block it, and the two things fell to the ground together, making a piercing sound.

"Mrs. Su doesn't understand the rules of the rivers and lakes, so you should step down." He Wan said loudly.

Then I heard footsteps outside, and I was moving away.

Yang was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, raised his eyes and looked angrily in the direction of He Wan, "You Red Lotus Hall are also too deceitful!" Don't you know who I am?"

He Wan curled the corners of his lips and smiled, his eyes seemed to look at Yang, and seemed to look elsewhere through Yang.

"On the rivers and lakes, only the price is reasonable, only the transaction is cost-effective, and there is no distinction between high and low status. If Mrs. Su thinks that the Red Lotus Hall is all a waste, then she can find other gangs. He Wan said.

Yang Shi was sullen when he heard this, "That two thousand taels was the price that your Red Lotus Hall asked us to pay at that time?" Now that you mean this, you blame me for the low price? It's funny. ”

"The Miss Su you want to kill, I'm afraid that if it comes out to three thousand taels, there may not be a gang that dares to take it." He Wan didn't say the next sentence, and if he took it, he might not be able to kill the eldest lady.

"Heh, who would have trouble with money? If you don't take this task, there are many gangs in the rivers and lakes who dare to take it, and you don't have to say such cool things here. Yang was so angry that he kept his face as calm as possible, making outsiders look like he really had such a skill.

"Now that you've finished speaking, it's up to you whether you listen or not. Please. He Wan's expression sank and said.

"Hmph, then you Red Lotus Hall will just wait for jokes." Yang glared at He Wan, seeing that He Wan did not have the slightest wave on his face, Yang was puzzled, but anger prevailed over reason, and Yang left with cruel words.

The door to the wing room was opened, and the hallway was empty, as silent as it had been when they had first arrived.

It's not the same atmosphere as we used to be.

In the past, when I came and went to this corridor, at the end of the corridor, I would see one or two killer men sitting there drinking tea or chatting.

Obviously, these killers today deliberately avoid themselves and their wives.

He stopped in the painting, looked back at He Wan, and then gave a humble salute and asked, "Hall master, the slave maid asks you one more word, this eldest lady, is there any master who protects her?"

I don't know why, but I always feel that after the eldest lady fainted, her temperament changed and became unfathomable.

If the eldest lady wasn't a master behind her back, or if there was no master to help her, what would be the disdainful attitude on the face of a killer in the Red Lotus Hall last time, and the appearance of swearing that he could complete the task?

There must be an unknown variable in the middle.

He Wan didn't answer, just looked indifferent, and looked at the painting of the question like an eagle.

This girl ring is quite careful. But the things she asked involved too much.

"Master of the hall, slaves and maids don't like to cause trouble, and they don't have personal enmity with others. But your Red Lotus Hall has broken the contract three times and twice, if there is no reply, how can the slave and maid be willing to accept the master's beating because of this matter?" The painting continued: "If the hall master knows something, he still hopes to instruct the slave and maid, which can be regarded as compensating for the grievances suffered by the slave and maid."

Hearing the painting, he gritted his teeth and said a few words about the master's beating. He Wan pondered for a moment and said, "There is indeed a master who protects Miss Su, and she is still a big man who can't be provoked by the Red Lotus Hall."

He Wan didn't say anything anymore.

Slowly saluting into the painting, "Thank you, the hall master." ”

In front of the teahouse, the carriage had already driven away.

Irito stood in place, quietly watching the direction in which the carriage had disappeared. The shopkeeper walked over, felt that this girl was pitiful, and couldn't bear it in his heart, and comforted: "Girl, that lady may have something to do, so she left first."

glanced back at the shopkeeper, nodded into the painting, pursed his lips, left the teahouse in silence, walked straight along the alley, and walked in the direction of Su Fu.

The shopkeeper shook his head and muttered, "This lady really doesn't know how to be a person." Sometimes offending a maid is more terrible than offending her husband. ”

"You know more than any woman, do you?" He Shiyi came over, stretched out his hand and patted the shopkeeper, and teased.

"Childe, don't laugh at me. I just think that Yahuan is not an ignorant person, and if she has hatred, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with. The shopkeeper said.

He Shiyi looked at the direction in which the painting disappeared, remembering that night, the painting covered her cheeks with a veil, and walked into the teahouse full of killers, the delicate woman, but there was no too much expression on her face, she just asked lightly: "Is this the Red Lotus Hall?"

With the courage at that time, she really wouldn't be an ordinary woman.

He Shiyi hooked his lips and smiled, he couldn't make this single task, but he didn't expect to be able to watch a good show of the master-servant battle that was about to start.

Yang, who was sitting in the carriage, sneezed a few times, and an inexplicable sense of unease rose in his heart.

Yang lifted the window and looked out, because of the angle, she didn't see a delicate figure in the alley, and her clear eyes were covered with a layer of cruelty, staring at the carriage she was sitting in.