Chapter Ninety-Seven: I Will Collect His Debts
The old man paused, put down the pen, did not look at him, and sighed: "Does it have to be like this?" β
Xuanyuan turned his head and was silent: "You persuaded me before, but I stopped thinking about it for the sake of your face." But I... Still unwilling, obviously can... If they dare to do so, they will have to suffer the consequences..."
The old man let out a long sigh: "You should know that this is inevitable, even normal-"
Xuanyuan said coldly: "So you just watch!" The old man seemed to be stung by these words, covered his heart and frowned, "If I could watch it, I wouldn't have done such things back then." It's okay if he goes, this place is not for him, it will only dirty him..."
"But I want to collect his debts!"
The old man sighed: "Do you have to be like this? β
"Of course, since I was a child, I will repay my eyes and return blood for teeth." Xuanyuan smiled evilly: "Besides, now I have one more reason. β
"Oh? What the? β
Xuanyuan told Yang Nianci about it: "... I dare to touch my woman, don't you look for death! β
The old man had to sigh: "What a natural opponent." β
Xuanyuan said indifferently: "Let's do it according to our abilities." If I plant, I won't have anything to say. But if I do, as long as you don't interfere. β
The old man's face was unbearable, and he persuaded: "You can take her away and fly away, or hide in the people." Why botherβ"
Xuanyuan interrupted him: "Then we have to settle everything here." I took my wife with me, what about my son? β
Anger appeared on the old man's face: "He's not your son!" β
Xuanyuan roared: "Dead old man, don't think about it!" β
The old man closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes full of pain: "You don't want to accomplish this?" He'sβ"
"Enough!" Xuanyuan said sharply: "After I know what home is, I swear that my son will have the best father in the world!" β
The old man's body suddenly became weak, as if his bones could no longer bear the burden: "You still blame me..."
Xuanyuan said calmly: "What if I just blame you?" Didn't you say you were helpless? I'm going to hold up for my son, and you should make up your mind before it's too late. β
I want you to see how I became a father!
The old man seemed to hear his heart, and closed his eyes tiredly: "... Don't kill anyone. β
Xuanyuan was silent, turned to leave, and when he walked to the window, he couldn't help but turn around and whispered, "Go to bed early." "I rolled through the window.
The old man opened his eyes, the fatigue and pain disappeared, and he was full of essence: "Stinky boy, do you dare to run and fight?" Hmph, it's not soft-hearted goods..."
After muttering, he suddenly looked up and looked outside, squinted his eyes and said coldly: "The debt owed should be recovered... Destiny to each one..."
Lifting the pen to write, the pen paused, smiled and shook his head, or put it down.
"Come on, go to bed."
At this hour, King Ping was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep.
suffered a great humiliation, was plotted by a little lady, and was knocked unconscious and slept on the mud for a long time, woke up in pain, and secretly went home to change clothes only to find that the bottoms were missing.
King Ping is in a bad mood, this is in the hands of others, but he doesn't know who the other party is.
Who is it? Who knocked themselves out in the back? What the hell was the man trying to do with his underwear? Why didn't he make a move on himself?
King Ping was uneasy thinking about this, and what made him even more uneasy was that the moment he fainted, he seemed to hear the little lady shouting Xuanyuan? Did you shout or not? Is it Xuanyuan who is shouting? If it was, did she recognize herself? But how could she know herself as a prince?
King Ping thought carefully about the scenes, and suddenly a sentence rang out: I am Duan Xiang's third daughter!
King Ping sat up violently, breaking out in a cold sweat. Only now did he realize that something was wrong, that little lady was dressed ordinary, like a village girl, but she looked at her white skin and tender flesh, how could she look like she was exposed to the wind and sun every day? And she doesn't talk and behave like a small family...
King Ping felt that the wound was more painful, damn, it wouldn't be that inch, right?
But the more he thought about the little lady's appearance at this time, the more he felt that he could see the shadow of Duan Xiang.
King Ping couldn't sleep at all, and shouted: "Someone! β
A subordinate came in suddenly, and said soberly: "Master, what are your orders?" β
King Ping was upset and irritable: "After dawn, immediately invite Hou Ye to come over." Also, how is this ice basin arranged, why is it hot for a while and cold for a while? β
The Hou Ye mentioned by King Ping is his eldest uncle Zhongyong Hou, the eldest brother of Concubine Qian in the palace.
Just looking at the title, I thought that the Qian family started as a military general, but in fact, it was not. The loyal and brave Marquis went to business, and lived up to this good surname, and the business was not as big as the average two. When there is no shortage of money, I want to seek power. The dynasty was offended, and the emperor at that time sent generals to quell the chaos everywhere, and the Qian family took the opportunity to take part of the military supplies and slowly became familiar with the court. Seeing that the biggest battle was coming, it was a cold winter, and that year there was a drought in the north and a flood in the south, the taxes collected were paid, and the treasury was even more empty. The emperor at that time was so worried that his hair turned white, and this victory made the dynasty enjoy peace for at least twenty years; If you lose this battle, I am afraid that the resurgence of the imperial city will not be able to keep it.
The ancestor of the Qian family saw the right time, donated all the money and surplus grain of his family, and also lobbied the wealthy businessmen and squires who were friends to donate together, and he actually scraped together enough military supplies for half a month. The emperor Longxin was happy, and on the one hand, he sent people to find the wealthy businessmen and families to raise donations, and on the other hand, he installed an official on the ancestor of the Qian family, who was responsible for transporting military supplies.
The ancestor of the Qian family is also a really capable person, with the officers and soldiers of the court and the family members, he took the path he found when he was doing business, evaded the encirclement and interception of the enemy country, and delivered not a grain of rice to the generals. Later, after the great victory, as soon as the emperor was excited, he named the ancestor of the Qian family as a loyal and brave marquis to show the loyalty of the Qian family to the heavenly family.
The Qian family was sealed as a marquis, probably knowing that he did not come out in a serious way, and he has always been a low-key person, and few of his children have made achievements in the officialdom, but each generation will produce a few talented descendants in business, and the huge family business is thriving, and it can be called the second richest man in the world. This is the first, naturally, it is the heavenly family.
Until this generation, the old marquis sent his beloved little daughter to the palace, got the holy favor, and gave birth to the prince. Before the old marquis left, he instructed the eldest son who took over: Whether our family can completely turn over depends on King Ping!
Zhongyong Marquis knows that if his family becomes the emperor's foreign family, who would dare to say that there is a copper smell on his door?
Therefore, Marquis Zhongyong is more attentive to this nephew than his own son, and King Ping can become one of the only remaining fruits today, which is inseparable from Marquis Zhongyong's generosity.
King Ping has also been close to his uncle since he was a child, and his uncle has a flexible mind, and most of his problems are made with his uncle.
Marquis Zhongyong looked at the prince's nephew with a sad face in front of him, and the anger in his heart rose slowly: "Didn't my uncle tell you that you have to be patient?" You are full of this sexual pleasure and color hunting problem, which is worthy of criticism. King Duan wishes you could do something to smear the old man. You're really cooperative. When was there a shortage of beauties in your house? When didn't my uncle send a few of them? β
King Ping was a little aggrieved: "Uncle, what else do you say?" The horses you sent were all trained in the south, one or two are fine, and they are carved out of a mold every year, so what's the fun? I'm tired of seeing and can't go out and see? β
Zhongyong Hou is so angry, this is disgusting with my heart.
"Just look at it, what are you doing to molest a woman from a good family?"
King Ping thought of Yang Nianci's appearance at this time, and he was still a little tempted.
"That little lady is really beautiful, she looks pure and a little coquettish, upright and smart. Those big eyes can hook the soul with a twist..."
Zhongyong Hou sneered: "There is still a knife in that eye, which hurt your arm." β
King Ping stopped talking, lowered his head and sighed.
"She's really Duan Xiang's daughter?"
King Ping patted his head: "I don't know, uncle, I really haven't seen her." I think she was coaxing me, otherwise my heart would have been confused, so I would have attacked her..."
Marquis Zhongyong nodded: "If you haven't seen it, it shouldn't be the daughter of the official's family." β
King Ping... That's what I said.
ββ¦ But, uncle, how do I think she looks like a man now? β
Marquis Zhongyong had a headache: "Let's not talk about this first, I'll send someone to investigate." You stay in the house honestly, and don't go anywhere except to go to the palace on errands. If the clue is discovered by King Duan, you also know the consequences, right? β
King Ping straightened his face and sneered: "Don't worry, uncle, I still know the importance of this." β
Marquis Zhongyong nodded: "If you succeed in the future, what kind of beauty do you want?" The more you get to the end, the more you can't relax. I watch, don't enter your house anymore from now on. β
King Ping's face twitched, don't do it.
Marquis Zhongyong made a straight face: "You go to the princess more." There is only one son-in-law, and it is good to have a few more. Duanwang is not as good as you in this matter, so he has a daughter, sneer, can the old man be happy? β
King Ping lazily responded, and suddenly thought of something: "Uncle, Duan Wang's side has married Duan Xiang's concubine as a side concubine, so it's better for me..."
"What are you? What place do you have for others? β
King Ping stopped talking, and his concubines and concubines were full.
Zhongyong Hou sighed: "Duan Xiang is not easy to mess with, do you ask his daughter to have sex?" It's good for you to let people grab the pigtails separately. Also, pay attention to Duan Xiang these days, if it is really his daughter, he will definitely show his color to you. β
King Ping was a little uneasy: "Then what should I do?" β
Zhongyong Hou said lightly: "We'll see when the time comes." β
King Ping really stayed at home honestly for several days, and when he was on an errand in the court, he saw Duan Xiang looking at him without a trace, but he was no different from the people around him. King Ping slowly relaxed, and it can be seen that the little lady is talking nonsense. Hmph, wait a minute... I want you to look good.
It's a pity that King Ping didn't notice that when he turned around and walked away a few times, Duan Xiang's eyes swept past with deep dissatisfaction and beware...
Could it be that what Xi'er said really has to be considered? (To be continued.) )