Song Yuanbao didn't want to be entangled, let alone be recognized, so Song Yao knew about his selling words, so Song Yuanbao chose to go back to the house through the back door, but he didn't want to be stopped by the old servant.

"Little boy, the old slave has been waiting for you here for a long time, and I finally hope you back." The old servant said with a smile on his face, and blocked the way of Song Yuanbao's master and servant.

"Grandpa, aren't you afraid that I will rob you of your silver?" Song Yuanbao pouted and snorted angrily.

It can be seen that Song Yuanbao is holding a grudge, and the old servant has to accompany him: "It was the old slave's mistake that day, didn't he come to the door to compensate the little boy?" A little careful, I hope the little boy will accept it. ”

As he spoke, the old servant opened the money bag, and there were more than a dozen pure gold beads inside.

Song Yuanbao's eyes flashed, he really had no resistance to gold, so he took it and held it with both hands, he was very satisfied with the weight, and said generously: "For the sake of your sincerity, old man, I don't remember the old man as a villain, and this matter is over." ”

"Hey! Thank you for your generosity, and dare to ask your little son, when can I arrange for my lord to come to the house as a guest? The old servant asked with a smile.

"This is a gift for your apology, but it's not for me to do something, wait until you show sincerity." Song Yuanbao turned his hand and handed the money bag to Yinzi, yawned and said, "It's been a busy day, I'm really sleepy, I'm going to go back to sleep first, old man walks slowly." ”

"Little boy, please stay......" The old servant hurriedly blocked the way again.

"Grandpa, you haven't heard of the Lantern Festival, have you? I have a lot of experts in my family! If you stop me from going home like this, if I scream, you will be beaten badly, and you will not even think about coming to the door in the future. Song Yuanbao smiled awkwardly, and when he saw that the old servant was full of sincerity, he folded his arms around his chest and said: "But I have a fate with the old man, so I don't care about this, as long as the old man brings enough sincerity tomorrow, I will let you come to the door." ”

"Thank you little boy for success, that old slave will come to visit tomorrow." The old servant was afraid that Song Yuanbao would change his hexagram, so he hurriedly dodged and gave way.

"See you tomorrow." Song Yuanbao waved his little hand and followed Yinzi's footsteps into the back door, and he didn't know if he really remembered the promise just now.

"I really don't know what kind of mother can raise such a greedy and villainous child." The old servant shook his head and said, "It seems that I am really old, and I have repeatedly planted my head in the hands of a little boy, thinking that I would ...... at the beginning."

Halfway through his words, thinking of Song Yuanbao's words just now, the old servant hurriedly closed his mouth, so as not to be heard by the masters in the wall.

It's just that what the old servant didn't know was that on the day they first talked to Song Yuanbao, someone investigated their details, and if they were uneasy and kind, they would have been thrown out of Yunzhou City a long time ago.

Song Yuanbao went back to the room and hid all the silver tickets he earned, so he went to Song Yao to give gifts, but he was empty.

After Song Yao finished copying a three-character scripture today, he suddenly remembered that there was still a Hong Qi who had not been disposed of, so he called the red sleeves to go to the guest house, planning to meet Hong Qi for a while.

Although Hong Qi was a prisoner, Song Yao treated him with courtesy, living in a good guest room, and the meals were the same as those in Qinghai.

Of course, Hong Qi was still tied up, and he had to be fed some sweat medicine from time to time, so that he would not have a chance to escape.

"Madam, Hong Qi is about to wake up, why don't you feed him some soft tendons?" Qinghai saw Song Yao coming, so he asked.

"No need, Mrs. Ben will meet him for a moment." Song Yao stepped into Hong Qi's room and ordered, "You all wait outside, don't come in and disturb unless your life is at stake." ”

"Madame and Hong Qi are alone, it's not appropriate, right?" Qinghai has some difficult ways.

"He was pointed, and he was tied up, can he still insult me? Or ......" Song Yao suddenly turned around, frightened Qinghai and hurriedly took a step back, "Qinghai, do you think that your wife and I are so hungry and thirsty that we will attack a wooden man, right?" ”

"How can you!" Qinghai hurriedly raised his hand and swore an oath: "My subordinates swear to heaven that they will never have such dirty ideas, otherwise I will lose every gamble." ”

"It's like you've won." Glancing at Qinghai mockingly, Song Yao waved his hand and said, "You just stand guard outside, waiting for my orders." ”

After speaking, Song Yao slammed the door shut, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a vicious smile.

In just an instant, Song Yao restrained her smile, slowly walked to the pillar that bound Hong Qi, picked up the water cup on the side, and splashed Hong Qi's face.

When Hong Qi woke up and saw Song Yao, his eyes were dyed with murderous intent.

"I know you want to kill me, because you don't allow yourself to fail, and it will affect your reputation as the number one killer." Song Yao turned around and sat on the chair beside him, crossed Erlang's legs and said, "I didn't come today to interrogate your employer's news, with your style of conduct, I would rather die than betray your employer, and my purpose is to keep you to do things." ”

"I, Hong Qi, will never work for a woman!" Hong Qi said coldly.

"So, you'd rather be a treacherous?" Song Yao chuckled and said, "Of course, you can deny the promise you made, and I will also treat it as a rumor and laugh it off." ”

"There are so many masters around you, you don't need me to work hard at all, why do you have to let me stay for a year?" Hong Qi's cold eyes stared at Song Yao and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will find a way to kill you within this year?" ”

"Although I am a woman, I am also a cheerful person, let's not beat around the bush, you just have to answer whether I am willing to do something for me for a year. As for the purpose of keeping you, you will know later. As a killer, your purpose is to make money, and if I look for you to do things in the future, I will naturally not use you in vain. Song Yao opened her mouth casually, opened the paperwork that had been prepared a long time ago, held it up to an angle that Hong Qi could see clearly, and said in a deep voice: "See my conditions clearly, if you can make your heart move, I will set you free now." Otherwise......"

Song Yao's expression was sharp, and the words that followed were not finished, but Hong Qi also understood what she meant.

Loyal to Song Yao, or in the hands of Song Yao, Hong Qi can only choose one.

Song Yuanbao was tired outside for most of the day, sitting in Song Yao's room eating pastries, and fell asleep on the table unconsciously.

After Song Yao returned to the room, when she saw Song Yuanbao dozing off, she was distressed and didn't want to wake him up, so she hugged Song Yuanbao to bed and slept sweetly with her son in her arms.

When it was time for dinner, the mother and son got up and received a gift from their son, Song Yao was very happy, and when Song Yuanbao said what the owner of the antique shop meant, Song Yao responded after a little thought.

Although Song Yao likes cooking very much and is willing to develop in this industry, in this era, it is not only silver that can become a first-class person, whether it is for Song Yuanbao's future or to be worthy of Helian Sheng, Song Yao must give herself a good reputation.

Especially the jade pendant around Song Yao's neck, as she became richer and richer, Song Yao saw more jade, and she was more sure that the jade pendant was worth a lot of money, which should be related to the past of the original owner, Song Yao didn't want to find her identity one day, but she couldn't recognize her relatives with her head up.