Chang An didn't know what he meant, but it seemed that the head manager didn't want to kill people.

"Yes, yes, the lowly is angry for a while, so he wants to kill him......"

"However, if you spare him like this, it will inevitably make those guys who are snooping think that our Xiahou family is so foolish again, Chang An, do you say yes or no?"

"Yes, yes......"

Chang An couldn't figure out what the chief manager was going to do at this time? It was spring, and the weather was not hot, but Chang An was sweating profusely at this time, and as he nodded like pounding garlic, the sweat had already flowed to his cheeks.

"And how are you going to punish that man?"

With the chief steward here, how dare Chang An call the shots? And he couldn't guess what the chief steward's intentions ......were? I don't dare to make an assertion on my own, and I ask the chief steward to show ......"

"Alas...... You guys, after following Gongzi for so many years, you can't even do this little thing, it's really ......" The green-shirted scribe sighed, with a look of hatred that iron is not steel, "Just abolish his tricks, do anything, you can't do too much, you have to leave a little leeway." ”

"Yes, yes, I understand!"

The conversation between the two was not loud or small, but every word could be heard by Uncle He Jiu.

As soon as he heard the green-shirted scribe tell Chang An to abolish one of his eyes, Uncle He Jiu was so frightened that his fat face turned white.

"Adult, adult, the villain is wronged, the villain sees that the restaurant and inn on the street are unbearable, so the villain specially arranged this courtyard of the villain, the villain feels that there is no disrespect for him, adult, spare the villain!"

Uncle He Jiu howled as he knelt down, hoping that the green-shirted scribe would show mercy and spare himself.

The green-shirted scribe was full of disgust, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he coldly commanded: "Listening to his howl is very disturbing, then even his tongue is cut, remember to clean it up, it is best to keep the cut things fresh, the eagle of the son today happens to have not been fed yet...... After you are done, you should also find a place to live, otherwise if you displease your son, you will know the consequences......"

The green-shirted scribe just understated a few words, and he was about to make Uncle He Jiu a cripple, Uncle He Jiu was an official of the Burning Sun Empire, but this official body, in the eyes of this green-shirted scribe, was not even as good as dung!

"Yes, do it right away!"

Chang An turned his head and glanced at Lan San and a few people, and several people rushed towards Uncle He Jiu like wolves and tigers!

After holding Uncle He Jiu, Chang An pulled out his saber and strode over.

Uncle He Jiu originally wanted to flatter Jade Shattered City, but it turned out to be self-defeating, seeing that he was going to catch one of his eyes and a tongue, he struggled hard in panic!

Uncle He Jiu once practiced kung fu in the army, and he also had the strength of a fourth-level martial artist, but he was hopeless in the army, so he became a tax collector in Beizhen.

Uncle He Jiu, who was born in the military, should have had a strong and sharp spirit! However, in the years he was a tax collector in Beizhen, he ushered in the people who came from above, and searched for grease and plaster for the merchant fleet, and this comfortable life had already honed him to be extremely smooth, and he had already lost that sharpness.

Although the martial arts level of these people in Chang'an was only about level four, after knowing that they were from Jade Shatter City, Uncle He Jiu didn't even dare to have the idea of resisting, he just wailed loudly and begged for mercy!

Chang An was afraid that he would scream and displease the chief manager, so the knife flashed and he said in a cruel voice: "He Jiu! What else do you ask for? This is the kindness and kindness of the chief manager, and he only abolish your eyes and tongue! If you follow grandpa's means, I will send you back to the west as soon as possible!"

"My lord, my lord, He Jiu is really kind......!

Uncle He Jiu was pressed to his knees, and he shouted mournfully and loudly to forgive! Chang An didn't care about him, as soon as he waved the knife in his hand, the tip of the knife pierced Uncle He Jiu's left eye!

The tip of the knife was so terrifying that before it could get close to Uncle He Jiu's eyelids, Uncle He Jiu was so frightened that he let out a scream that was not like a human voice!

This scream was extremely poignant, and it was even more sharp and high-pitched, no one could have imagined that with Uncle He Jiu's appearance, he would make such a terrible high-pitched voice! When it was issued, even Chang An, who was about to stab his eyes, was shocked by him!

"Fuck it, what's the fuck called?!Scared me!"

flew up and kicked Uncle He Jiu's chin fiercely, and immediately kicked his next high-pitched and passionate scream back!

Stretching out the knife and wanting to stab again, he suddenly heard a "squeak" sound on the door, and someone was opening the door from the inside.

As soon as the door opened a crack, I heard a delicate and soft woman's voice calling, "Is Uncle He Jiu outside?"

This voice is very good, with a soft and sweet meaning, and this woman's voice has a bit of the beauty and wisdom of a Jiangnan woman.

Chang An's hand paused for a moment, and he couldn't help but look at the door.

"Uncle He Jiu, but there is news of him......" A handsome woman asked as she leaned out half of her body through the half-open door.

However, before he finished speaking, he was frightened by the scene in front of him, "Ahhh......hh

turned around and wanted to run back, but when he was frightened, he was even scared and weak, and he almost sat down on the ground, and his delicate little face was white with fright.

"Yuqing, come and save me, please let me go......"

Yuqing was shocked for a moment, and asked in a trembling voice: "Uncle He Jiu, he, who are they, why do they do this, do this to you?"

"Yuqing, don't ask yet, you go and beg the chief steward, beg him to raise his noble hand and let ...... go."

Chang An sneered, "He Jiu, do you want this little girl to intercede for you?" Haha, who do you think she is?"

The knife in your hand continues to be handed forward!

"Chang An, let him go!"

The green-shirted scribe in the distance suddenly spoke.

Chang An couldn't help but be stunned, he was a little confused about the situation, and several people were a little at a loss for a while.

"Uh, Lord Steward......"

"Let him go!"

"Yes! Let him go!"

As soon as Uncle He Jiu was free, he hurriedly kowtowed to the green-shirted scribe to thank him.

Yuqing leaned against the door, her face was white with fright, her hand touched her heart, her heart was pounding with fright, and she didn't let go of Uncle He Jiu until she saw that the group of people finally let Uncle He Jiu go.

In the distance, the green shadow flashed leisurely, and everyone saw a flower, and when they looked again, the green-shirted scribe had come to the front of Yuqing.

Uncle He Jiu didn't even see what kind of body technique this green-shirted scribe used? It's just that this light skill, I'm afraid that even a sixth- or seventh-level martial artist may not be better than him!

When he was frightened, he secretly rejoiced that he didn't resist just now, otherwise...... The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and I didn't dare to get up when I knelt on the ground.

The green-shirted scribe stood in front of Yuqing, looked down, and kept looking at Yuqing leaning on the door with a pair of slender eyes.

Yuqing was scared in her heart, and was stared at by a strange man, and under the shyness, she trembled even more, like a frightened rabbit. Although the green-shirted scribe standing in front of her was handsome, the cold light in his eyes made her very frightened, and she couldn't help but hang her head, pinching the corners of her clothes with her slender fingers, not daring to move a little.

Although Yuqing is not a natural beauty, it is very delicate, and it has the graceful elegance of a southern girl, and she is shocked and frightened at this time, and she is even more pitiful.

After looking at it for a long time, the green-shirted scribe suddenly spoke, but instead of saying it to Yuqing, he asked Uncle He Jiu, who was kneeling.

"You say, this yard is a brothel you owned?"

"My lord, this is, a restaurant opened by a villain. ”

"Is this girl also the girl in your restaurant?"

Yuqing heard him mention himself, and bluntly said his identity, thinking that he was just a girl in a brothel, her heart was sour, sour, and ashamed, and her eyes were filled with moisture.

"Yes, my lord, this Yuqing girl is indeed a girl in the restaurant......"

"This woman is clearly still a virgin! Could it be that the restaurant you opened is full of such girls?"

"My lord, this Yuqing is a girl who has been contracted by a guest for many years, and there are one or two Qingqi people in the villain's restaurant, if the adults like it, the villains will all give them to the adults, and let them serve the adults......"

"Hmph, if I spare you, I will spare you! You don't have to move those crooked thoughts! Open the door and let me see how your abode is?"

Uncle He Jiu hurriedly stepped forward and pushed open the door, and stood aside.

The vermilion door was completely pushed open, and the general layout inside was similar to that of a normal brothel.

Turning the shadow wall, there is a spacious hall. There are several tables and chairs in the hall. On the table, there are still a few plates of fruit platters left over from yesterday's guests, and it seems that yesterday's business was still good.

Last night's business was indeed good, because the Chen firm was about to set off into the grassland, and some of the men in the caravan came here to spend some time while they still had money to spare.

The Tsing Yi scribe only glanced into the hall and frowned.

Uncle He Jiu secretly complained in his heart that Sister Hong didn't manage these subordinates well, and she didn't even clean up these things on the wine table.

Seeing the displeasure on the face of the scribe in Tsing Yi, Uncle He Jiu hurriedly said: "My lord, this is just a hall, and there is a pavilion behind it, which is quiet and elegant, please move here to see." ”

At this time, the movement outside had already awakened many of the girls who were sleeping. The guests who came to stay yesterday had already left as early as the fourth or fifth watch.

In the past, those guests would inevitably have to toss again before leaving. However, because the caravan was going to leave today, these people did not harass these girls in the morning in order to maintain their strength, so these girls rarely had a good night's sleep.

A few girls opened the window and looked into the hall, scolding in their hearts, where did they come from?

After seeing that it was Uncle He Jiu who led a few people, he couldn't help but feel a little curious in his heart.

Uncle He Jiu rarely personally led guests to Yihong Courtyard to play. And this time, he led five or six people, especially the Tsing Yi scribe at the front, who looked even more graceful and handsome.

Most of the people who come and go to Beizhen are some peddlers and pawns, or profit-seeking merchants, and these people are running around all day long, and their faces naturally look old.

In Yihong Courtyard, when have you seen such a handsome person as a scribe in Tsing Yi?