Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Young Masters of the Five Cities on the Twelfth Floor
Not to mention how Aunt Mei went downstairs to introduce Qiu Xu into Yihong Courtyard, how much sweat Qiu Xu shed, how many times he asked for teeth, how many times his heart beat out of his throat, and how many times he almost fainted in the process of going from the first floor to the fifth floor of Yihong Courtyard.
In short, when he followed Aunt Mei into the private room, he could no longer see a little bit of his famous family, proud and self-respecting temperament, and he was a weak patient who had just recovered from a serious illness and had exhausted all his strength after just getting out of bed and walking two steps, his face was so white that he would faint and fall to the ground in the next second.
Qiu Xu panted for breath, and looked up to see Jiang Chou and Tang Qigongzi standing in front of him, one left and one right.
The aura on Tang Qigongzi's body that was somewhat similar to him made Qiu Xu's breathing pause slightly, and he took two steps closer to Jiang Chou's side.
"Daoist Xiaojiang, this is ......" Qiu Xu subconsciously tried his best to straighten his back and keep his face calm.
It's just that a drop of sweat on his eyebrows fell unexpectedly, making him have to blink, causing his barely assorted expression to crumble helplessly.
And Tang Qigongzi, who saw the distance between him and Jiang Chou, narrowed his charming peach blossom eyes slightly.
Tang Qigongzi didn't open his mouth, and Aunt Mei naturally wouldn't take the initiative to report her identity.
The private room was already hotter than the outside because of the incense and the nature of the place, and when standing in the silent crowd, the slight heat became stuffy, making people want to say something.
So Jiang Chou scratched his head, looked at Tang Qigongzi and said, "This ...... Can you say who you are? ”
When Tang Qigongzi heard this, his beautiful peach blossom eyes glanced at Jiang Chou with a hint, and said with a smile: "What is my identity and what relationship I have with you, you can naturally say it if you want to." ”
"Actually, I'm a little curious about what kind of answer you will say."
Jiang Chou had a headache, he always felt that the people sent by these big families were more or less strange, could it be that they lacked nothing from childhood to adulthood, so they lacked heart? Chonglou seems to be a little bit too, does he have any secrets?
Qiu Xu frowned lightly and looked at Jiang Chou again.
If it were others, they might really feel that the current situation was a bit tricky, but for Jiang Chou, it was difficult to feel too much.
"He is the seventh prince of Tang, and he is from the twelfth floor and five cities like you."
Qiu Xu's eyes as black as agate moved slightly when he heard this, and the hands hanging on his sides slowly clenched, and his eyes gushed out with a battle intent like black flames.
Aunt Mei quietly blocked in front of Tang Qigongzi, pinching a plum in her fingertips.
Qiu Xu's fighting intent ignited in an instant like a thin layer of snow on a plum, which melted in an instant when he encountered the sun, he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and took two more steps behind Jiang Chou.
"Don ...... Is it the Tang family who is in charge of most of the market in Huangguo and only has money in their eyes? Qiu Xu spoke lowly, but his current appearance really didn't look lethal.
Tang Qigongzi poked his head out from behind Aunt Mei and said with a slight smile: "You stinky iron striker is right." ”
Qiu Xu couldn't help but be furious when he heard the words "stinky iron", his face was pale, but because of Aunt Mei's current situation, he couldn't make a mistake, so he could only try to kill Tang Qigongzi with his eyes.
He looked at Jiang Chou and vented his anger on the question: "Daoist Xiao Jiang, how can you mix with this kind of person?" ”
"Ahem...... Jiang Chou coughed twice and said, "Tang Qigongzi is mine...... Friend. ”
"And my employer."
The latter sentence was spoken very quickly, and Tang Qigongzi couldn't help but squint his eyes when he heard it.
"Friends?" Qiu Xu frowned slightly, turned his head to avoid Aunt Mei in front of him, and said to Jiang Chou, "Daoist Xiao Jiang, what kind of friend can this kind of mercenary businessman be, you have to be careful not to be deceived by him!" ”
"No matter what he says, as long as it involves asking you to pay money, such as the rivers and lakes to help you in an emergency, and not giving money will affect your trading reputation in Huang...... Please be sure to refuse immediately, and come to Bai Yujing to report the case in time. ”
Looking at Qiu Xu's serious appearance, not only Jiang Chou, but even Tang Qigongzi and Aunt Mei fell into silence.
After a while, Tang Qigongzi strode out from behind Aunt Mei, squinted his eyes and pointed at Qiu Xu's nose and scolded: "Stinky iron, keep your mouth shut!" Do you think my Tang family will do that kind of indiscriminate thing? Every money my Tang family earns depends on hard work and vision! ”
"It's not like your shrine ......," Tang Qigongzi sneered, "Three months ago, it was revealed that there were several inferior products in the batch of magic weapons sold to Liuyun Pavilion, so I must have lost a lot of money!" ”
"That's framed!" Qiu Xu stretched his neck, and the green tendons burst out on his expressionless face, and he roared hoarsely.
"Hehe, who knows!"
"Say it again!"
The two of them were-for-tat, getting closer and closer, and there was almost an electric current stirring in their eyes.
Jiang Chou looked at the two people in the quarrel, and suddenly felt that these so-called proud sons of the sky were actually no different from ordinary people when they quarreled.
"Daoist Xiaojiang, you say, are there any good people in businessmen?"
"Jiang Chou, isn't it very unproductive to strike iron?"
The two of them looked at Jiang Chou together, hoping that he could give this meaningless quarrel an end.
It's pointless, but both want to win.
The corners of Jiang Chou's eyes twitched, and he took a step back neatly, raising his hands, indicating that he didn't know anything.
"Hypocrisy!" Qiu Xu scolded in a low voice.
"Boring!" Tang Qigongzi was disdainful.
Jiang Chou: "......"
……
The meaningless quarrel ended without a hitch, Aunt Mei retreated, and there were only three big men left in the private room.
There is one less Aunt Mei, and the biggest change is naturally Qiu Xu, his waist is no longer bent, his head is no longer dizzy, and the indifferent coolness has appeared again, and he feels that he can do it again.
Tang Qigongzi was surprised that Qiu Xu really had this problem, groped his chin and said, "You know that you are afraid of women, but you still want to come to Yihong Courtyard?" ”
This is also where Jiang Chou is very puzzled.
Qiu Xu sat opposite the two, his back was meticulous, and even after sitting down, the hem of the Taoist robe on his upper body was extremely flat on his legs, and his hands were honestly pressed on his knees, and he said seriously: "It's because I'm afraid that I'm coming." ”
"Oh? What is this version of the Qinglou that knows that there are tigers in the mountains and prefers to go to the tiger mountain? Tang Qigongzi sneered.
Qiu Xu glanced at him coldly, although the two belonged to different sects, and they had a quarrel just now, but after all, they were both young people, and they were in a place like Qinglou where it was easy for men to have a long friendship, and they could say a few words if they were a little spirited and a little drunk.
"I hadn't seen a woman before going down the mountain, I didn't expect that I would be so afraid of women, originally I didn't think it was a big problem, after all, there are few women in the shrine." Qiu Xu stretched out his hand to hold the wine glass on the table in front of him, stared at the slightly swaying wine in the glass, a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes, and said, "But after seeing Daoist Xiaojiang's performance in the Lone Wolf Dao, I changed my mind, if I want to defeat Daoist Xiaojiang, I can't have any shortcomings." ”
"Now that I know where my shortcomings are, why shouldn't I overcome them?"
He picked up the wine glass, drank it all, a touch of redness welled up on his white face, pressed the wine glass heavily on the table, and squinted at Tang Qigongzi.
"I know you invited me up to see my jokes, but I'm sorry, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed."
"I want the reddest girl here, I'm going to challenge my weakness!"
Qiu Xu's eyes were full of war, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Tang Qigongzi across the table, burped, and shouted:
"You check out!"