"Then you go and find medicine yourself, I will detoxify him."

"Yes."

Hibiscus dragged his injured leg and limped into the carriage, and as soon as he was ready, he drove the horse away quickly.

"Aohan, steady, those sinister villains!" Zi Ye said angrily.

Some people are obviously the protagonists, but they don't have the confidence and strength to laugh at the arrogant drama.

It is understandable that everyone is the protagonist on the stage, there will be wind and rain, there is no open life, everything starts from scratch.

If you are a warrior, you must play your sword well, shed blood without tears; Since you are a hawker who sets up a stall, you must do a good job of every handicraft, small and exquisite, and ingenious.

In Leng Aohan's life, loneliness and ruthlessness are indispensable, although he is in a high position, but danger is always lurking around.

Yingying Yanyan, singing and dancing, are all writing this prosperous chapter; Spring flowers and autumn moons, Qionglou Yuyu, the past in the south of the city.

Zi Ye's sad eyes were enough to express his mood at the moment, and his good brother was calculated again......

Sure enough, the prince of this world is not good, and when he goes out, everyone pays attention, but who would have thought that he would put a long sword next to his pillow when he slept?

There aren't many emperors through the ages who will be so loved by assassins, right?

However, grievances are grievances, he still has to heal his wounds well, I thought that this place was inaccessible and would be a good place to hide, alas......

Seeing the menacing appearance of those men in black, he had never felt so uneasy, daring to do it so blatantly, the force behind it must be extraordinary.

But who has the ability to assassinate the Son? In the final analysis, this is a relative of the emperor, and if he is found, he will raid the whole family and slaughter the nine clans.

The night was sultry, and the breeze on the bank of the river blew through, and he quietly left.

"You idiot!" The man in black rushed into a room and kicked the middle-aged man to the ground.

"What do you mean?" The middle-aged man also asked angrily.

Isn't this middle-aged man Li Xuan? If Leng Aohan knew that this little minion dared to plot against himself, he should have let Peony give him a sword to cut him off.

"Do you know who that is, and can we afford to offend?" The man in black asked.

"It's because you don't have the ability to do it, killing people is your business, and I still have to complain about you!" Li Xuan also said dissatisfied.

The man in black felt that he was really done playing this time, but fortunately he just saw a token on the man's waist, with the word "Chao" engraved on it, who else in this country would dare to get such a token except for the prince of Chaoyang?

He was not stupid, he immediately stopped and left, fortunately he didn't kill anyone, otherwise I am afraid that his sect will be destroyed by the emperor Lao'er.

"Arrest him and hand him over to Chaoyang Shizi to deal with!" The man in black said to his brothers behind him.

After a while, Li Xuan was tied up, and he was angry, you obviously collect money to do things, why did you go back on your word......

"Uncle, I was wrong, spare me." Li Xuan immediately shouted.

"Oh, idiot!"

"Uncle, I also have a hard time."

"Come on, if you have any troubles, go and tell the prince of Chaoyang to go." The man in black laughed sarcastically.

"No, no, uncle, help me."

"Save you? Didn't you wake up? ”

Several black-clothed people behind him also began to sneer, this coward who dared to do something but didn't dare to be, they were extremely disdainful in their hearts.

"Ladies and gentlemen, really, I was also forced." Li Xuan continued to beg for mercy.

This made the man in black more and more disgusted, and he waved his hand and motioned to his brothers to send this person over to the prince of Chaoyang.

Li Xuan wanted to continue struggling, but the other black-clothed people liked to be quiet, so they divided five by two, and directly stunned him with one palm.

In Murong Mansion, although it was night, it was still brightly lit.

The elders of several families get together to discuss the future of the brocade business.

With the development of the commodity economy, the silk in Jiangnan is sold more and more widely, but the business is not as good as before.

These large and small shops all wanted to get a piece of the pie and sell it cheaply, so that the silk would no longer be a precious item only for tribute.

On the contrary, people with a little money have cut silk into clothes to wear, and they have changed it quickly, and more people have invested in the production of silk winding, which has put pressure on the Murong family, who has been running brocade for generations.

No, several elders looked at each other with frowns, and sighed helplessly.

"Second uncle, what do you think?" Murong Jiulang broke the silence and asked.

"Alas, this business is slowly deteriorating, and if it doesn't work anymore, we can only change careers. It's just that the Murong family's century-old family business is going to be ruined in our hands. Murong Wei said.

"Seeing that it doesn't work here, why don't we sell it to Hudi?" Murong Sheng, the third leader of the Murong family, said lightly.

"Third brother, Hudi is too far away, and it costs a lot just a lot of travel and travel." Murong Wei said.

Murong Jiulang was also thinking, it seemed that it was not bad to go to Hudi to do business, the beauties there were like clouds, all of them were bold and spicy, with beautiful faces and sultry figures......

Ahem, he was distracted, he immediately calmed down and continued to listen to the second and third uncles.

"It's better for us to go to some small deals." Murong Wei patted the table and said.

Xiaofan, in this country, is a contempt for some remote and small countries, because they live too far away, and it doesn't seem to be too big, but the money is still there.

"Yes, second brother!" Murong Sheng also said excitedly.

"The two uncles are worthy of being masters in the mall!" Murong Jiulang came at the right time.

The two old men also laughed, this nephew is really sensible. They all looked at him with relieved eyes, which made Murong Chenyi on the side a little embarrassed.

Murong Chenyi is Duyu's cousin, and the two of them have been childhood sweethearts since they were children, and in the eyes of the two old men, they are a natural pair.

However, the Murong family is relatively large, Murong Chenyi is Murong Wei's grandson, and it stands to reason that Murong Jiulang is his uncle......

Don't be confused, Murong Chenyi's father has passed away a long time ago, he just grew up living with Murong Wei, and his temperament also belongs to the kind of temper that has been restrained.

"Yi'er, do you have any thoughts about going to Hudi?" Murong Wei asked.

"Chen Yi listens to grandpa." Murong Chenyi said respectfully.

"Okay, don't be nervous, Chenyi, I'll discuss it with your grandfather." Murong Sheng said.

In his heart, he didn't approve of letting Murong Chenyi go to such a far place, in his eyes, this child was too weak and easy to be slaughtered.

How could Murong Chenyi not understand the thoughts of the third grandfather, but he didn't care, it was very difficult to get some benefits from the Murong family.

So...... Murong Chenyi had already secretly owned his own property outside, and with enough financial resources, he would not be as good as a servant in this Murong family.

"Two uncles, Chen Yi is not young, you can try to exercise." Murong Jiulang said.

"Would you like to take him with you, nephew?" Murong Wei said.

"It depends on whether Chen Yi is willing or not." Murong Jiulang gave Murong Chenyi a look.

Murong Chenyi didn't want to meddle in the family's business, but was this uncle giving himself a chance? Why don't you give it early?

"Chen Yi is afraid that he will live up to the expectations of his uncle and two grandfathers."

"Uncle, I have all started a family at a time like you, and I have come back from a few walks around this big river." Murong Jiulang said.

"No, it's okay to follow your Uncle Jiulang to see the world." Murong Wei said.

Murong Chenyi stood up, "Then I'll have to bother Uncle to teach me more." ”

Murong Jiulang also came over and patted him on the back, if he had a son, he would be so old now, right?

His brother died early, leaving only this only son, and seeing that life was not easy, he also had some sympathy for him in his heart.

"Okay, kid, learn more from your Uncle Jiulang, it will depend on your generation in the future." Murong Wei sighed.

"Chenyi will work hard."

"Hmm."

Murong Sheng still wanted to say something, but he didn't care about talking about it, so he could only be depressed by himself.

"Uncle, are we going to Hudi or the surrounding Fanguo this time?" Murong Jiulang asked.

"Let's go to Hudi, and take Yi'er to familiarize yourself with the doorway of buying and selling." Murong Wei said.

"It's okay, that nephew will take Chenyi down to discuss first."

"Go, go, go."

Murong Jiulang and Murong Chenyi said goodbye to the two old men and left.

The maid took their teacups down and let them replace them with new ones.

It's clear that there are still guests coming.

However, the two waited left and right, and there was still no news......

"Second brother, that person won't come, right?" Murong Sheng asked impatiently.

It's really sad that he has to worry about the family business.

Everyone is in retirement, and he is still talking about business at the moment...... It's definitely revenge, jealousy of your talent.

"Third brother, don't worry, let's wait a while." Murong Wei said lightly.

He is also old, since the eldest brother Murong Lan gave up the power in his hands, he has kept their two younger brothers busy, and they have to deal with the government and other traders every day.

After another tea time, before the people arrived, the two of them waited for the eyelids to fight......

The maids came in and saw the two old men sitting on the upper seat dozing off, and that naïve attitude was the topic of chatter tonight.

However, the maids still prepared cloaks for them very carefully, and it is still easy to get cold in the twilight spring season in the south of the Yangtze River.

Besides, these two are the living treasures of Murong Mansion, and the loss of one is the same as the lack of a pillar.

Everything in this Murong Mansion is inseparable from the hard work of the three masters, but the eldest lord is old and said that he will live a few idle days, so he slowly retreated.

However, his son Murong Jiulang still has some achievements, although he has a main room and a two-room wife, maybe he is jealous of his talents, he doesn't even have a son.