To say that it is pleasant to have a smart and clever subordinate, there is no need to bother at all, Liu Ye'er has already gone to sleep elsewhere by herself, anyway, judging from the various reactions of the third young master, only he bullies others, and no one else bullies him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiangxue, who was in the same room, was sleepy-eyed, looked at Liu Ye'er coming over, and rubbed her eyes in a daze: "Hmm? Why? Isn't it your vigil today? ”

Liu Ye'er took off the cotton robe she was wearing, burrowed into the quilt, reached out and touched Tang Pozi, hugged her tightly in her arms, and spoke for a while: "Hey, the third young master has a new person and forgets the old one, and he has kicked me out." ”

"Oh...... Hey? The gossip nature common to the girl's family made Xiang Xue'er suddenly sober up, and she leaned over in a ghostly manner: "Newcomer? Did Rou Jia finally climb into the young master's bed? ”

Liu Ye'er waved her hand: "Young master, don't ask more, go to sleep." ”

The two girls here slept happily together, but the assassins in Zhao Chengping's house were not so happy.

In the courtyard of the two entrances, the door has been locked, no matter how to toss inside, the people outside will not pay attention, not to mention, the Zhao family is not a well-guarded family, and there are not many night patrols at all.

Only one old man Wang was arranged, he couldn't sleep when he was old, and he walked around the yard a few times casually, meaning that he would scare and scare the cowardly thief, and also increase his income, and occasionally be lazy, and no one would care.

Tonight, Old Man Wang found that he didn't know who put two bottles of Moon Cream on the table, and asked people who had a good relationship, and they all said that they didn't put it, although the Zhao family did the business of Moon Cream, but as a subordinate, it was not something that could be drunk casually if he wanted to, and he was a lot of age, that is, he could only drink a few sips on his birthday and New Year's Day.

In the hut where no one has always come, there are so many two bottles on the table, and the old man Wang only thinks that the snail girl in the book has come to visit the door temporarily, and casually gives him the poor lonely old man a little benefit, so he happily drank a few more cups, and fell asleep drunk.

Of course, these two bottles of wine were not given by the snail girl, but by the assassin brother, so that the old man Wang would not come out of the way temporarily.

It's just that I didn't expect that the intelligence work in advance was not done well, and one mistake turned into a thousand hatreds, and no one ever thought that the third son of the Zhao family was actually very capable of fighting.

"I didn't expect it to be planted in the hands of you, a weak scholar." The Assassin hated.

Zhao Chengping sat on the edge of the bed with a golden knife: "It shows that you don't care about your job at all, I learned it in the provincial capital." ”

Saying the word "provincial city", Zhao Chengping himself felt a little funny, and remembered that in "Detective Conan", all kinds of weird skills that Conan learned were "taught by his father when he was in Hawaii." "The provincial city has become his Hawaii, and no one knows about it anyway, and there is no pressure to talk nonsense.

Seeing his strange appearance smiling, the assassin suddenly stood up and wanted to run, just jumped out two steps, the crook of the leg was hit hard, and he couldn't help but fall to the ground, and the thing that hit him also fell, making a crisp sound, and the assassin looked back, but it was the porcelain cup that was in Zhao Chengping's hand just now.

"This is the best white jade porcelain cup from the Luo family, used to hit you, you should be very honored." Zhao Chengping didn't even move, and looked at him with a smile on his face, "Who sent you?" ”

The assassin gritted his teeth and glared at him viciously, not saying a word.

"An assassin like you, who doesn't even prepare well, is definitely not professional, there is no need to abide by professional ethics at all, be obedient, tell me, who sent you to kill me?" Zhao Chengping smiled softly, "Give you another chance, say it, everyone can go to bed early." ”

Seeing that the assassin was so resolute, he sighed faintly, "Then let's talk about something else, for example, who are you?" Even if it's a killer, you just can't name your employer. ”

The assassin still didn't speak.

"Tell me who you are, if I have someone I want to kill in the future, I can still take care of your business, like you, who has such a resolute attitude and jumps over the wall without making a sound, it's not particularly easy to find." Zhao Chengping looked at him.

The Assassin looked at him as if he were seeing someone in his right mind.

He finally spoke, and said loudly: "Scum like you, everyone will be punished!" ”

What the? Scum? Zhao Chengping felt very unconvinced by this evaluation, whether it was in the real world or in various spaces, only others obeyed him and respected him, and I had never heard of anyone saying that he was a scumbag.

Wait, isn't the original owner a scumbag? Well, in case the original owner of this body is really a gentleman, and he played with the assassin's sister or something, that person should also kill him, hey, it is better to settle the wrongdo, since it is unfortunate to wear it into this body, it is necessary to be responsible for the previous things.

Zhao Chengping asked very seriously: "What did I do to you?" ”

Anyway, it has already been opened once, it is better to open it frankly, the assassin pointed at Zhao Chengping and said: "You hypocrite, you deceived my father to make so much porcelain, spent so much energy and money, you say that you are not qualified, you will not accept anything, my family's savings for many years are all lost." ”

It sounds like it has something to do with the original owner of this body, but unfortunately, there is no way to find out what kind of grievances and hatred the original owner has with this person.

Zhao Chengping stood up: "I have amnesia, I don't remember all the previous memories, can you tell me what happened before?" ”

The assassin glared at him viciously: "Pretend! ”

"No, no, no, it's true, it's more true than pearls." Zhao Chengping helped him sit on the stool: "What do you want to say, I can see if there is any solution, if you don't want to say it, leave now, I won't stop you." You are free to choose. ”

The night wind blew open the door that was not plugged in, and the door slammed against the wall, making a loud "bang". The assassin couldn't help but glance back, and Zhao Chengping looked at the door lazily: "If you want to go out, you can leave now, and help me close the door when you leave." ”

Seeing his appearance, the assassin gritted his teeth: "You are indeed different from before, and I will treat you as amnesia!" ”

The assassin is indeed not a professional player, his name is Yao Peng, he runs a porcelain kiln outside the town, and in previous years he had some dealings with the Zhao family, and then the Zhao family's business became bigger and bigger, and Yao's porcelain could no longer keep up with the supply, so the Zhao family turned a large number of orders to the Luo family's mechanical porcelain kiln.

But I didn't expect that one day, Zhao Chengping, who should be said to be the predecessor Zhao Chengping, ran to him and said that there was a batch of porcelain with unique shapes to be burned, and the shape of this batch of porcelain was delicate and fine, and the mass production of the Luo family was not enough to reach the level, so I came to find the Yao family who insisted on manual production.

"Originally, this was a good thing, our whole family worked all night for your order, and in order to meet the design requirements, it was really day and night before the samples were burned."

Thinking of the hard work at the beginning, Yao Peng sighed deeply.

He continued: "You also recognized the quality of the sample, but I didn't expect that when we produced it in large quantities and gave you the finished product, you suddenly said that all of these were unqualified, and you couldn't ask for it. ”

Speaking of excitement, he stood up abruptly, grabbed the teapot on the table and smashed it at Zhao Chengping's head.