Chapter 70: The Death of the Money Shopkeeper (Part II)
Qian Yuan kept kneeling down in front of Jiang Jianghao, and snorted three times in resignation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info then silently retreated, standing behind Zhao Shizeng.
The head also knocked over, and the next thing was the huge signboard with red background and gold paint on the main entrance of the welcome building.
Zhao Shizeng reluctantly ordered someone to take down the signboard and hand it to Jiang Jianghao, but Jiang Jianghao looked at the huge signboard and made a difficulty.
At first, it was just a gamble, but now what to do with such a big thing has become a problem.
This sign looks so bulky, it must be not lightweight, large and takes up a lot of space. Although his feast was a little bigger than it had been at the beginning, there was still no room to visit him.
Besides, this thing is not easy to use as firewood, thinking about it, Jiang Jianghao finally thought of how to dispose of this signboard. He is still squeezed on a bed board with Ah Qi, it is better to turn this signboard over and give Ah Qi as a bed board, killing two birds with one stone!
Jiang Jianghao took the signboard from the hands of several strong men, but what surprised him was that this signboard was not as heavy as he imagined, on the contrary, it was a little light, and with his hand, he could probably feel that this signboard should be made of hollow.
Jiang Jianghao hurriedly tapped the wooden board on the back with the back of his hand, which was quite sturdy and should be able to bear Ah Qi's weight. I was planning to gamble, so I went to buy all the living supplies that should be purchased for the Haitian Feast.
Although it is a temporary residence, it is not lacking in the east and west, who would have thought that there is such a chicken rib object now.
In order to thank the neighbors for their support, Jiang Jianghao walked to the door of the Yingbin Building and bowed to everyone, thanked everyone seriously, and told everyone that the Yingbin Building was closed today, and from tomorrow, another fresh food will be sold at noon - noodles.
Everyone applauded, shouting that they would definitely go to the show the next day. Ziyue also came to Jiang Jianghao's side to find out what kind of delicacy the noodles were.
At this moment, the bell rang again, which startled Ziyue, and turned her head angrily to see Zhao Shizeng also standing at the door of the welcome building.
"It's scattered, it's scattered, it's all scattered, and the play has been watched, so it's all crowded here!"
With that, he flicked his sleeves and turned back to sit in the middle of the hall.
Qian Yuan suddenly knelt down on the spot without warning, kneeling all the way to Zhao Shizeng's feet, and kept kowtowing.
He was really scared, because he knew too many secrets, but he was not willing to die like this, he wanted to use everything he knew to change his life.
"Master! Ask the master to give the little one another chance, please spare the little one! The little one must do his best to work hard for his master and for the Nine Princes! ā
It's okay not to mention it, when it comes to the Nine Princes, Zhao Shizeng was hideous in front of the scene, and glanced at Ziyue who was standing outside the door with Jiang Jianghao spinning around.
In a hurry, he lowered his head and roared in a low voice to the money shopkeeper: "You still have the face to mention my brother-in-law?" If you don't mention it, you have lost the signboard of the welcome building, and even I can't explain it to him, how can you escape the anger? ā
The shopkeeper hugged Zhao Shizeng's calf and said anxiously: "I know the plan of the Nine Princes, I must do my best for the Nine Princes, please let me make meritorious contributions!" Master! ā
"Shut up!" Zhao Shizeng flew up and kicked the money shopkeeper to the ground, and quickly looked around, and found that no one noticed him, so he scolded in a low voice: "What plan?!" The Nine Princes are the uncle of the current king, who controls the economic lifeline of the Great Qin, and is the minister of the Great Qin State, and everything he does is for the Qin State and the people of the Qin State. What kind of stupid villain like you can frame and stir up trouble? ā
"Huh? Didn't you say that the Nine Princes were going to rebel? Last time, ...... "The money shopkeeper did not give up on asking, but he was interrupted by Zhao Shizeng's slap for the rest of the question.
Looking at the killing intent in Zhao Shizeng's eyes, the shopkeeper couldn't help but smile bitterly, how could he forget, if he wanted to make a person completely shut up, that is, to make that person a dead person, and he would never be able to open his mouth.
Scold~! He had used this trick against many enemies, but at the most critical moment, he forgot the simplest truth.
He sat down on the ground in dejection, and then burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha~~! Hahahaha! ā
This long series of laughter attracted all the attention of the surrounding people to focus on him.
He muttered in a voice that only Zhao Shizeng could hear.
"If you knew today, why bother in the first place! Now that I'm sorry, I'm relieved. I have hidden all the secrets of you and the Nine Princes, and after I die, someone will present this thing to the king. Hahahaha~! ā
Everyone only heard the laughter of the money shopkeeper, and they all thought that he was crazy because he was stimulated, so they didn't pay attention. But only Jiang Jianghao's heart swept a trace of uneasiness, and he always felt as if something was about to happen.
"Say! Where did you hide your stuff! Zhao Shizeng grabbed the collar of the money shopkeeper with an angry face, and asked unwillingly.
And the money shopkeeper still looked weird, and he couldn't stop laughing.
"Someone! Tie up this money with a rope and throw it into the backyard firewood room! ā
Zhao Shizeng gave an order, and out of nowhere, four or five big men came out of nowhere to surround the money shopkeeper, but the money shopkeeper was calm at this time.
Jiang Jianghao, who was standing outside the door, planned to take everyone back to the Haitian feast together, but suddenly heard the money shopkeeper in the store shouting: "Jiang Gongzi, everything is handed over to you, don't let down my hard work!" ā
Immediately afterwards, I heard a "bang" again, and I saw the money shopkeeper lying in a pool of blood from a distance. It looks like he should have died by hitting a pillar.
There was a sound of gasping around, some timid women even began to scream, and the adults who led the children also hurriedly covered the children's eyes, and no one dared to imagine that the life that was still alive disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the death was still so tragic.
While Jiang Jianghao lamented that life was fleeting, he felt that he had fallen into layers of fog again.
What gave it to me? What painstaking did he live up to? Jiang Jianghao was thinking about these two questions on the way back to the Haitian feast.
And what would a money shopkeeper do to commit suicide? Why did he deliberately involve him in front of so many people? What exactly is his purpose?
But until he entered the gate of the feast, he did not understand any of these questions, but his intuition told him that these things would bring him endless trouble.