On the one hand, there is the kindness of saving lives, Ye Jiuchen, who swears allegiance, and on the other hand, there is family affection, the wife and children to protect, Fu Bo fell into a contradictory struggle.

Last night, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and his mind was full of the events of the past few years, one by one, one by one, like a movie, lingering.

When facing Ye Jiuchen, he was weak-hearted, he was flustered, although he didn't do anything to betray Ye Jiuchen, but now his struggles, his entanglements, his contradictions, and hesitations are all like betrayals, tormenting him and torturing him.

He clearly realized that he didn't want to be a shadow guard anymore, and he didn't want to do things for Ye Jiuchen anymore.

He didn't know if Ye Jiuchen had seen it, he only knew that the lady's eyes were cold and poisonous, as if they were penetrating, hitting him, making him feel like he had nothing to hide.

It's as if all the thoughts in his heart have been seen through.

And Ye Jiuchen, they are in the master, how can such a wise person not feel it?

He could only dodge and not look at Ye Jiuchen and Leng Yue's eyes, as if only in this way could he completely bury his mind and not be discovered by anyone.

Who can tell him what the hell is he going to do?

The carriage, still moving slowly and unhurriedly, through the streets of Qiangwu.

At the same time, the carriage that Ye Jiuchen was riding also quickly arrived near the Leng family's house.

The mansion was guarded to death, and the samurai seemed to be more cautious and serious than before.

It's not surprising, after all, last night, they were collectively stunned, but fortunately nothing happened, but if the same thing happened again, all of their heads would be lost.

"Master."

Inside the carriage, Yue Cheng lifted the curtain and glanced outside, and saw Hu Jia's carriage coming from a distance, so he immediately lowered the curtain and asked Ye Jiuchen for instructions.

"Go ahead."

Ye Jiuchen let out a low sentence from his throat, and Yue Cheng immediately ordered the leader of the jaw, got out of the carriage, pretended to be fine, and wandered around the streets of Qiang Wu by himself.

Hu Jia's carriage got closer and closer, and just as he was about to approach the Leng family's house, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the carriage.

Seeing this, the coachman suddenly became distracted, and subconsciously tightened the reins.

The horse was commanded, braked sharply, and immediately neighed and lifted its front hooves, and the carriage shook violently for a while because of this sudden change.

Hu Jia in the car was completely defenseless, and could only instinctively grasp both sides with both hands to stabilize his body.

Fortunately, the carriage quickly stabilized, and Huga was able to breathe.

Just as he was about to ask what was going on outside, a noise came into his ears.

"Ouch...... Ouch...... But I'm scared to death, what are you doing on the road with the carriage so fast, do you want to kill people and kill people? ”

Hu Jia frowned when he heard this.

This is, almost hit someone?

Outside the car, the driver had already gotten out of the car, came to the man who had just been almost hit, and argued angrily.

"Why are you like this? I drove the car well, obviously you rushed over, but the wicked person sued first? ”

"I'm rushing? So many people are watching, you come to judge, I took a good look at my street, it was your carriage that drove too fast, and almost hit someone, why is it mine now? ”

There was already a circle of people around at this time, because it was not far from the Leng family's mansion, and there was a lot of movement, so even the warriors who were guarding the Leng family's mansion couldn't help but pay attention.

"You ......"

The coachman obviously didn't have the sharpness of this man's mouth, and he was immediately blushing and speechless.

It was at this time that Huga got out of the carriage.

It's just that when he saw the scoundrel lying on the ground, his eyes flashed obviously.

"It's unreasonable, it's just unreasonable, I don't want to be responsible for hitting someone, and I want to put the responsibility on me, I tell you, although I'm just a powerless little people, but this grievance, I can't swallow anything like this.

If it doesn't work, we will report to the official and let the official judge who is wrong. ”

By this time, Hu Jia had recovered from the initial shock, and with a serious face, he slowly walked up to his coachman, but his eyes were full of hostility, looking at the scoundrel who was splashing and rolling on the ground.

"What's going on??"

The words were addressed to the driver of his own chauffeur.

As soon as the coachman saw Hu Jia, he immediately explained aggrievedly: "I really don't know what's going on, I drove the carriage well, and the speed was not very fast, he suddenly ran out, ran to lie under the carriage, and said that I ......"

"You fart!"

When the scoundrel heard the coachman say this, he immediately burst out with a foul mouth, and the coachman was so angry that he was angry.

Because the incident was indeed too sudden, no one saw it too clearly, but when people encounter two unequal forces, they instinctively favor the relatively weak force.

For example, at this moment, although Hu Jia does not look like a dignitary, he is dressed appropriately, and he is still riding in a carriage, and the person lying on the ground obviously looks like a powerless person like them, so the onlookers don't need to know the truth of the matter, so they all stand in the camp of that person.

"Oh, since you hit someone, hurry up and compensate, why are you still entangled so much here?"

"I don't want to lose money!"

"If you don't want to lose money, just report to the official."

“……”

Everyone was gossiping, you and I were talking one by one, but Hu Jia raised his eyes and glanced at the Leng family's mansion not far away, and then returned his gaze to the scoundrel sitting on the ground.

After a pause, Hu Jia's expression seemed to be a little helpless, and he lifted the steps under his feet and walked towards the scoundrel.

As he walked, he pulled something out of his chest.

When the coachman saw this posture, he blamed himself even more.

"Your Excellency!"

As if he hadn't heard, Hu Jia walked up to the scoundrel, squatted down, and handed the money bag to the scoundrel.

"It's not our fault to hit you, it's just that I'm not a rich person, and I still have urgent matters to deal with now, there is not much money here, but it is enough for you to go to a doctor to take a good look, and the rest of the money, drink some wine, buy some food, and I will make amends to you, do you think it's okay?"

The scoundrel raised his eyes and looked at Hu Jia, as if judging that what he said was not a rich man, whether it was true or false, looked at it for a while, and then reached out and grabbed the money bag, and put it into his arms without saying anything.

"Forget it, I'll be unlucky!"

With that, the scoundrel had already stood up, scolding and slapping his buttocks, and walked out of the crowd.

When everyone saw that there was no excitement to see, they all dispersed.

The coachman lowered his head with a look of self-blame and guilt, but Hu Jia walked up to the coachman as if nothing had happened: "Let's go." ”

With that, he got into the carriage.

When the coachman heard this, he got into the carriage and drove the horses again.

In the carriage, Hu Jia was the only one, and the first thing he did when he got into the carriage, he couldn't wait to spread his palms.

And in the palm of the hand, which was empty when he got out of the carriage, there was a folded note at the moment.

This is when he handed the scoundrel the money bag just now, and the scoundrel took the opportunity to stuff it into his hand.

Of course, no one saw this imperceptible little movement between the two, and no one knew that the one who was lying on the ground just now, shouting and shouting, was not a scoundrel at all, but a person who followed Ye Jiuchen's side.

Hu Jia remembered him, his name was Yue Cheng, although there was no communication between the two before, but Hu Jia, as the first intelligent person in Qiang, naturally had the ability to remember the people he had met.

He quickly spread out the note, and after reading the handwriting clearly, he crumpled the note into a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it.

The carriage also stopped in front of the door of the Leng family's mansion at this time, Hu Jia got out of the carriage, explained his intention, and gave the waist plate handed to him by Pu Ba Yan yesterday to the warrior guarding at the door.

Because he received an order early in the morning, the samurai did not feel too embarrassed when he saw Hu Jia coming, and after checking the waist card, he let the person in.

Not far away, Ye Jiuchen was still sitting indifferently on the carriage, with a faint but dangerous smile on his beautiful face like a demon.

Through the car window, he saw Hu Jia enter the courtyard, and Ye Jiuchen lowered the curtain and gave an order outside.

"Let's go."

"Yes!"

The carriage drove slowly, like a normal carriage passing through the street, and did not attract anyone's attention.

However, after driving a few turns, the carriage stopped when it came to a relatively remote alley.

Immediately, a man got into the carriage.

"Master."

"Why didn't you know that you still have talent in this area?"

The carriage started to drive again, and it was none other than Yue Cheng, who had just gotten out of the carriage at first, and then ran under Hu Jia's carriage, pretending to be a scoundrel.

After Yue Cheng heard Ye Jiuchen say such a sentence that he didn't know whether it was praise or ridicule, a trace of embarrassment and politeness suddenly appeared on his face.

"Master, don't make fun of your subordinates, your subordinates also knew on the first day today, it turns out that your subordinates still have the talent to be scoundrels."

Talent?

"Huh!"

Ye Jiuchen pursed his lips and smiled lightly, but he didn't speak.

Whether Yue Cheng had this talent or not, he hadn't seen it before, but since Leng Yue appeared in his life, it seemed that not only him, but even the people around him had been infected unconsciously.

In terms of playing scoundrels, if Leng Yue is called second, who in this world dares to call him first?