When the Chen family and his wife shouted for help to their son, Ximenqing quietly retreated from the window. Flying out of the courtyard of the Chen family, Chen's anxious cry could still be heard in his ears: "My son! My son! It's all bad for mothers! Because I only gave birth to you, I follow your temperament everywhere and refuse to let you be unsatisfactory! If only I had been able to bear with my heart and be a little harsh on you, you wouldn't have ended up where you are today! My son! Drowning is like killing a child! A drowning child is like a murderer! Heavenly Bodhisattva, you have a spiritual experience, so you will accept my wife's life and exchange it for my son! ”

I heard Chen Hong choke up and shouted: "I said! What are you crying about? Our child is not dead yet! If you continue to cry like this, good people, you will let your mother-in-law and horse cry to death! - You open the child's sheet, and I'll wipe it for him! ”

Ximenqing snorted in the night and said secretly: "Not dead? It's coming soon, too! Hearing the sound of the street approaching, Ximen Qing turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Quietly returned to the guest room of the inn where he was staying, Ximenqing lay on the bed, and secretly thought: "Jiao'er's great revenge has already been avenged!" After two more months, Chen Jingye's little guy has become a ghost and is also a pickled and filthy goods, even if he dies, he will not have a good place to go! ”

Thinking of the words of Chen Hong and his wife, he couldn't help but feel angry again: "My son has suffered retribution, and these two people still don't know how to repent, and they still want to hurt people, what kind of human blood steamed buns do they want to eat!" All right! One day, the jackals that eat and drink human blood will be killed by the awakened people, and there will be no bones left! ”

After being ruthless for a long time, he suddenly laughed dumbly: "Why am I so angry at this moment?" It's just because he is full of thoughts about killing people, who knows that when things are coming, he saves the effort to start! I can't vent my murderous anger, so I'm a little irritable! ”

After calming down, Ximenqing secretly thought: "Chen Economy's little guy deserves it, he will die in two or three months, and he doesn't have to worry about him!" There is no owner in the people, there are rumors of hunger in the world, and the rumors of Brother Chao Gai and Song Jiang's black guy have also been spread, in this Tokyo city, there is nothing worth nostalgic, tomorrow I will give Yueniang and her daughter Xiaofeng comprador some fun gifts, and go back to Liangshanbo when it is done! ”

I thought again: "If Song Jiang's black guy is a trouble-free, he won't write anti-poems on the Xunyang Tower at the end of May." But with such a treacherous male with great ambition and talent, and a sheep-like tiger skin, do you want him to save trouble? Hey! Isn't it the idea of seeking fish from the wood? ”

Thinking about it, I actually fell asleep.

The next day, Ximen Qing got up early in the morning, packed up the cloth for selling divination, checked out the inn, and went to Tianhanzhou Bridge, the most prosperous in the city. I first went to the bookstore and bought some books such as "Qi Min's Technique", and then picked the largest "Tianxianglou" in the house to buy some rouge gouache, and put them in the blanket.

Just as he was about to buy some more brocade embroidery, he suddenly felt two focused gazes on his back.

Martial arts practice to such a deep point as Ximen Qing, the whole body, everywhere there is spiritual sense, ordinary people want to follow him quietly, it is a fool's dream. After perceiving the sharpness of the eyes behind him, Ximenqing secretly sneered, and did not turn his head to that side, but just mentioned the cloth trick of measuring words, and turned around and walked into a restaurant next to him.

The building is three floors high, and Ximen Qing rushed upstairs with his legs, and the second brother had already stepped forward to greet him: "Hello sir!" There are rules in our capital wine shop, but if you enter the store, you can't easily go upstairs to the pavilion, for fear that the banquet will be short. If you don't buy much wine, you just sit downstairs, which is called the door bed horse road! ”

Ximen Qing said with a smile: "Little second brother, you don't know, Xiaosheng has been practicing wealth and luck these days, and he has gained a lot in his pocket. ”

When the little second brother heard this, he smiled all over his face: "It's not a small one, and it swept away Mr.'s wandering Yaxing." Sir, please go upstairs, someone will greet you! ”

Ximenqing nodded to him with a smile, and went straight to the second floor like a road-opener. But he thought in his heart: "In the end, it is the bustling Tokyo, and even the second child in the restaurant talks so elegantly." ”

This restaurant has a patio in the north and south directions, and there are small pavilion private rooms on both sides. Ximen Qing chose a pavilion facing the street and went in, and there was already another little second brother holding a chopstick, waiting for him, and asked Ximen Qing what the name of the dish was.

Ximen Qingben was warm or whole, cold or hot, or absolutely cold, finely poured, fat poured, etc., ordered several dishes, and asked for a jar of strong good wine, the little second brother recorded them one by one, sang loudly, and reported to the bureau. The bell of the authorities shouted highly: "Arrested! Then the pots and pans clanged, and the cooks got busy.

When it was time to serve the food, Ximenqing casually pushed open the window and looked downstairs. But seeing that there were five sedan chairs parked in front of the fat powder shop in front of the restaurant, and the four small sedan chairs had already opened the sedan curtains, only the middle one was still hanging low, Ximen Qing's heart moved, and he said secretly: "Yes!" The gaze that stared at me just now came out of this sedan chair! ”

At that moment, he nodded to the little second brother who was serving, and the little second brother immediately came over and asked with a smile: "But I don't know what Mr. commands?" ”

Ximenqing pointed to the sedan chair downstairs and asked, "Whose lady is this?" It's so extravagant? Five sedan chairs blocked the road, and there were more than ten or twenty hao slaves holding the front and back, prohibiting traffic, is there still a royal law? ”

The little second brother stretched out his head downstairs, and immediately shrunk his neck, and everyone was three inches shorter. He hurriedly pulled Ximen Qingyi and said in a low voice, "Sir, be careful." Those sedan chairs are not something we can afford to offend! The sedan chair in the middle, sitting must be Miss Sun from the Prime Minister's Mansion, don't say that the road is closed, that is, the houses on both sides are demolished, who dares to say a word? ”

Ximenqing groaned: "Miss Sun? Which Miss Sun? In this dynasty, there is no one surnamed Sun? ”

The little second brother said: "Sir, don't talk nonsense, be careful of causing trouble." This Miss Sun is Cai Xiangye's granddaughter and the daughter of Cai You, a privy counselor, so she is called Miss Sun, where is the family surnamed Sun? ”

Ximen Qing nodded and said, "Oh! It turned out to be Miss Cai. ”

The second brother smiled and said: "This Miss Sun of the Cai family is a kind-hearted person, and she usually does not bully others. It's just that Cai Xiangye dotes on this Miss Sun, so he is doubly cautious in his actions. After sealing the road, this Miss Sun will inevitably send someone to thank you for disturbing, and Mr. will sit and see. ”

Ximenqing nodded, and suddenly remembered something. This is exactly what it is:

In the past, the portrait was bitter, who is the idiot today? But I don't know what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown.