Chapter Seventy-Nine: Shame
In the tall and magnificent mansion, a richly decorated room is obviously full of luxury, but too much wealth is revealed and some charm is lost.
At this moment, the room was cold, and a lazy young man reclined and reclined, wearing a light purple brocade robe gorgeous and exquisite, with upright facial features, fair skin, the corners of his mouth raised high, and his smile was unbridled.
He bowed his head slightly, supported his head with one hand, and poked down with the other hand, his expression was lazy and slow, exuding the charm of a romantic boy from beginning to end, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows concealed a bit of ruthlessness.
The right hand flicked slightly, the cold light flashed on the fingertips, and the eyebrow knife he was holding was focused, and he repaired the willow eyebrows of the girl kneeling at his feet little by little, every time it was very light, and it seemed that he was completely in love.
It's just that the expression of the girl who is obviously being served is a little intriguing, and she doesn't dare to move at all, and she is mixed with a faint fear, as if she is walking on the edge of a cliff, and if she is not careful, she will be doomed.
"Young Masterβ" The harmony of the room was broken by a shout from outside, and his voice was high and hurried, and he was sent in with a hurried pace.
The young man's hand paused, his chin raised slightly, his eyes showed obvious displeasure, and he glanced at the door, where a shadow stood still.
The man was swept away by his young master's eyes, and his frightened heart jumped violently several times, but when he thought of what he had just heard, he shrank his head and said strongly: "Young master, the person has been found!" β
"Huh?" The young man slowly straightened up, and the sunlight that penetrated through the window fell on his face, and his dark face was illuminated a little uncertainly.
He sneered, with a twist of his wrist, the eyebrow trimming knife on his fingertips slashed down from the corner of the girl's eyebrows, and a long cut cut straight to the sideburns, and bright red blood came out in an instant.
"Ahh The girl was in pain, and couldn't help but exclaim a little, but suddenly remembered something, her face turned pale, and she knelt on the ground and trembled.
In that way, it's clear that the young boy in front of him is more afraid of this young boy than being scratched on the face.
"The young master spares his life, the slave didn't mean it......"
'Bang! Boom! Boom! The girl's forehead slammed against the floor with a violent crash, and all of a sudden it was particularly hard, and in a few moments her forehead was already bruised and bloody.
The extremely pale complexion, the bloody forehead, and the clear and straight scratch at the corner of the eyebrows, the bright red of the blood and the girl's fair skin form a huge contrast, there is a kind of extremely sad gorgeous.
The man at the door twitched, his eyes lowered and looked down at the ground, as if he was used to this kind of scene, and from his attitude, it could be seen that this was not once or twice.
No one knows his young master's temperament better than him, don't look at the beautiful women around him, his appearance is handsome, but his personality is unpredictable, and his methods are extremely ruthless, no one is an exception.
Whoever dares to intercede in front of the young master usually doesn't end well, not to mention, those lowly female slaves are just low-level servants bought by the Wen family to serve people, how could he do such a thing that is not beneficial, so as to get into trouble.
"Where?" Manjushri Jian didn't even look at a girl who kept kowtowing, her fingers fiddling with a trace of blood on the eyebrow trimmer, her tone was lazy, but her pupils were slightly tight, and there was a cold flicker in it.
The man didn't dare to slack off, and quickly replied respectfully: "Bird Feather Hill! β
Manjushri snorted coldly: "Bring someone, if you don't kill her this time, Young Master Ben won't be surnamed Wen." β
For Manjushri, it was a great shame to be teased by a mere little girl.
On that day at Chunting Bridge, the girl in Tsing Yi took the initiative to talk with a smile, but Wenjusri Jian didn't care much, which embarrassed Wen Tsing Yi, and she was in a good mood, so she was also ready to play with the girl in Tsing Yi.
In his opinion, the girl in Tsing Yi must have known his net worth background, so she came forward to deliberately talk, seeing that she was delicate and cute, and her figure was exquisite, and it was not bad to play with her hands for two days.
But who knows......
The smile on Manjushri's face became more and more gloomy, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and the eyebrow knife was thrown on the girl whose head had long been blurred with flesh and blood, picked up a piece of silk from the side and wiped it, glanced at the ground in disgust, and slowly stood up and walked out.
When he crossed the threshold, he coldly dropped a sentence: "Dispose of it." β
The little guy at the door was stunned, and hurriedly bowed his waist, he had already had this conjecture, but he was still a little frightened, and slowly turned his head to look at the girl, his face was cold and ruthless.
"Yes, young master."
Three cold words sounded in the girl's ears, it was as simple as that, but it finalized the girl's fate. She collapsed to the ground all at once, despair and a deep resentment in her tearful eyes......
At the secluded entrance of the Finch Hill, a figure sneaked around, probed his brain, and when he approached the woods, he paused and seemed to be discerning the direction.
"What the are you doing grinding and chirping, why don't you get over to Lao Tzu quickly." A shout suddenly rang out from within.
The person who came hurriedly trotted over, and when he got to a vacant lot, he nodded his head, leaned over with a dog's leg, and said with a smile: "Young master, I'm here." β
In the shadows of the trees, a young man in a white shirt walked out, it was Liu Junqian, the son of the Liu family.
He glanced at the person with a pair of godless eyes, his head was raised, and his face was full of arrogance and complacency, but there was a bruise and swelling on the left side of his face, which made the two faces a little asymmetrical, but the color was complemented by the heavy blue-black eye bags under the eyes, which was very harmonious.
"How's the old man?" As soon as Liu Junqian spoke, he pulled his left cheek, and a soft hissing sound came out of his mouth.
"The master didn't go out today, he has been in the study."
When it came to the Liu family as a family, Liu Junqian's face became a little more gloomy, and he was indignant in his heart, spat on the ground, and said hatefully: "Phew, what kind of thing, to Lao Tzu so ruthlessly, it really makes Lao Tzu anxious, and Lao Tzu is not easy to get along with!" β
After the auction of the Lingbao box, Liu Junqian originally planned to pretend to find two people to play as he had expected, and then go home to inform the master of the Liu family, saying that the things were not photographed, and the money was robbed on the way.
Looking back, this money can be withheld by him in private, and he can get away with it however he wants.
Who knows, not long after he came out of the spirit treasure box, he really encountered a robbery, at first he was quite satisfied, praising the little guy around him, the thief is looking for a lot of things, but why is the little man in the middle of the situation, looking like a woman?
Who knows, the little guy forced his face hard, and told him tremblingly that he didn't find it himself at all!
As a result of this incident, all the valuable things on Liu Junqian's body, including the money that Master Liu handed over to him to buy Yuchan Wushi, were all looted, not to mention, even the white brocade clothes on his body were also picked up!
Leaving Liu Junqian shirtless and shivering in the cold spring night, he secretly swore in his heart that if he didn't find that thief with a thousand cuts, he would not be surnamed Liu!
When he returned to the Liu family afterwards, Liu Junqian lost his face, and even the servants of the Liu family looked at him with mockery, which was a great shame in his life.
It was already miserable, but he lost the silver taels, and Master Liu unceremoniously punished him in person, and made him kneel in the ancestral hall to reflect.
Liu Junqian rubbed the left side of his face, and it still hurts!
", the ancestors, I want to know who is behind Lao Tzu and abolish his whole family!"
The little guy who followed Liu Junqian rolled his eyes, and said hesitantly: "Young master, do you remember those thieves......
"You still mention it, don't you know that Lao Tzu is hot now, ah?" As soon as Liu Junqian got angry, he kicked over, interrupting the little guy's words.
Staying in Liu's house, Liu Junqian felt unlucky, and asked Liu if he looked for flowers, but there was no money in his pocket...... Liu Junqian led his servants around for a long time, then turned to Queling Hill to find peace, and by the way, sent a clever person back to Liu's house to find out, what was the situation, and then make plans when the old man Liu went out.
The little guy threw himself forward twice, finally stood up straight, rubbed his buttocks and shrunk his head: "No, young master, I've been thinking about it for a long time in the past two days, and I remember that a thief in there is a little familiar." β
Liu Junqian sneered: "You fucking long see-through eyes can't be done, how did you recognize that bastard thief with a mask." β
Speaking of this, Liu Junqian narrowed his eyes and looked the little guy up and down suspiciously, his eyes gloomy and compassionate.
The little guy was furious: "Young master, young master, why are you looking at me like this." β
"Hey, don't be your kid colluding with others to cheat Lao Tzu." Liu Junqian's pupils shrank, and a cold light as cold as a blade shot out from it: "If Lao Tzu finds out, he will have to pick your skin and stack two dog paws!" β
"Ouch, young master, you just borrowed a few guts from me, and I don't dare to bear three!" The little guy called Xiong San was frightened and immediately shouted injustice, waved his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, and simply said in one breath: "Young master, there were five thieves that night, although I can't see which way they were mixed, but do you have an impression of the thin and short one in the middle?" β
Liu Junqian squinted his eyes for a long time and nodded, that person was petite and very thin, and he also scolded Xiong San at that time, you will find such a person to fool Young Master Ben.
"How?"
"I'm thinking about it now, that short man is dressed as a woman!" The more Xiong San thought about it, the more he trembled, and his face trembled with excitement: "Young master, think about it now, is it a bit similar to the woman in Tsing Yi opposite when we were in the auction!" β
Liu Junqian touched his chin and thought, the woman in Tsing Yi ......
"Young master, think about it, with the prestige of our Liu family, who dares to offend the young master in the Changzhou territory, those two girls are unknown, it's too suspicious to think about it now, and when the young master auctioned things at that time, they must have been on their minds, just waiting for the young master to come out of the spirit treasure box, and then make an ambush on the way, and give this one breath ......" Xiong San stretched out his hand, and his open five fingers made a gesture of closing and clenching in an instant.
Liu Junqian's eyes moved to the side, a dark light circulated inside, and after a while, he raised his head to look at Xiong San.
"You seem to have some truth when you say that."