"Song Wen! The plagued little turtle male ...... Damn sluts...... I'm going to kill you......"

The two servant women carefully brought out two basins of blood water, and there was a strong smell of blood and gold sore medicine in the room.

A pale-faced girl reclined on a stack of quilts, with a thick white linen wrapped around her left shoulder, and a faint trace of blood oozing out...... It should not be lightly injured.

A slender old man wiped his hands with a handkerchief with a cold face, and he didn't look at the girl...... "The gold sore medicine is changed every three days, and the muscle-building rejuvenation pills on the plate are two pills a day, and I can't move, see the wind, or drink alcohol in the past three months...... Remember? ”

"Uncle...... Ling'er didn't mean it, it was our ears and eyes who sent back the news, saying that the old thief Zhou of the Royal Boxing Gym insisted on going his own way and insisted on rushing in front of the official mansion to face Ling'er...... I can't help it, I think it's best to defeat that Zhou Dong directly! That way we can also have a room to manoeuvre......"

"If it weren't for your rescue of Miao Long, the old man would have escorted you back to Suzhou a long time ago! Hmph, a good grounding for March...... Half of the manpower under Bianliang's ambush was lost at once! Your grandfather didn't put you in a dungeon......"

The girl shrank at the head of the bed in her robe aggrievedly, and cried with tears in her eyes: "Ling'er just wants to help grandpa and uncle...... Who knew that the damn little turtle boy on the way was actually bad, otherwise the Royal Boxing Gym would have been crippled by us now...... The characters in Bianliang who are not subject to our co-optation have also dispersed. ”

The old man pursed his lips: "Make a Wei Wei rescue Zhao feel that he has the ability?" Now that it has been determined that Zhou Dong and the Royal Boxing Gym are going to make a move, why not directly raid the Royal Boxing Gym's lair? Since you know that these guys call themselves chivalrous, why don't you set a fire on Wazi Street? There are more opportunities to postpone the disaster, and you are far from planning enough......"

Ling'er nodded pitifully: "Ling'er remembers, next time I will definitely not let go of the little turtle and the old thief Zhou Dong......"

The old man frowned: "I originally thought that this Song Wen was just a villain in the market who didn't want to die and didn't want to die...... Now it seems that this person still has some decisive skills, and a group of unsuccessful little beggars can actually be trained by him to not be afraid of life and death! It's kind of a bit of a skill......"

Ling'er frowned and said, "Otherwise, give him ...... in Wazi Street."

The old man shook his head: "Not yet...... Zixuan Building on Wazi Street can earn nearly 10,000 taels of silver more every year in his hands, which is something that the proprietor has not been able to think of...... The proprietor meant to take another look and see if he could be brought over! If you want to achieve great things, the talents of the three religions and the nine streams, the chickens and the dogs are indispensable. ”

Ling'er looked in the direction of the backyard and whispered, "But this little turtle boy is worried about that green slave...... That's the future Oiran personally chosen by Grandpa, and I'm going to use her ......"

"Shut up! It's getting more and more open-mouthed...... If you let your grandfather know, you dare to reveal these things at will, you have to marry you overseas or Goryeo! You are not allowed to participate in these things in the future......"

"Ling'er knows ......"

In the garden at the back of the yard, the little green slave was quietly stuffing a silver hairpin into the sleeve of a little maid......

"Are you saying that the current Wazi Street treats Wen Ge'er as the God of Wealth?"

The little maid looked around and whispered next to the green slave's ear: "Isn't it, those famous sisters can't wait to pounce on him one by one and devour him...... Now there is still a big stage of Paradise on Wazi Street, and the owners of the seven green buildings have made a lot of money! I heard that Song Wen also got in touch with the hidden Liang Shicheng, and even the acting eunuch of the Teaching Workshop Department praised him......"

The green slave looked at the little girl in disbelief, and it took a long time to come back to her senses...... Unexpectedly, I couldn't imagine that Brother Wen, who was as cowardly and kind as a stuffy gourd, would have such means and thoughts! That...... So can he really save himself from this fire pit?

The green slave's heart is full of ups and downs, and she already knows it...... His own owner, Zixuan Building, is definitely not a simple Qinglou merchant! Everything is mysterious and weird...... It stands to reason that she is a skinny horse girl and should not be so valued and manipulated! The owner of Zixuan Building, what is he going to do with himself?

The green slave was silent for a long time, and did not come back to his senses until the little maid left......

It wasn't until Mama Li stood in front of her with a cold face that the green slave put away his mind and pretended to be calm and got up to salute...... "I've seen Mama Li......"

Mama Li said expressionlessly, "What do you think?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't seen those sisters of Zixuanlou for a long time...... I feel a little lonely. ”

"Sisters?"

Mama Li sneered...... "Hehe, what is a sister?" How can they compare to you? You remember, Zixuanlou Wazi Street or anything is false...... In this world, the only way out is to walk into the heart of the truly noble! Also, the owner of Zixuan Mansion is also your lifelong benefactor and master! If there is disloyalty...... You know what happened! ”

The green slave shuddered, and she was vaguely aware of it...... The few people who disappeared in this courtyard, as well as some information that Mama Li vaguely revealed on weekdays...... It seems that the master of Zixuan Mansion has an extremely large and terrifying organization under his command! Those who betrayed and those who made mistakes all disappeared inexplicably without exception......

"The green slave knows that he will be faithful to his master!"

"If you know! If it weren't for the kindness of your master, you would have been bought and sold as a slave and maid! If it weren't for the mercy of the master, you would have to be combed and broken by a pickled old man in another year, and then leaning on the door to laugh and welcome you to do that skin and meat business...... When people are old and yellow, they are sold to the filthy prostitutes, and they are trampled to death early! Do you understand? ”

The green slave bowed his head and said, "The slave knows!"

Outside the southern city of Bianliang, the Ling'er Club fought in the nest, although it was vigorous, but not many people knew the real inside story...... Before dawn, a large number of Kaifeng Mansion's fast catchers and street patrol forbidden troops rushed over in gangs to grab merit!

At once, more than a dozen or twenty unsolved cases of missing persons, kidnapping and ransom, and theft and extortion were closed...... can make Kaifeng Mansion Yin and Tui Guan and other officials happy enough!

The credit was naturally taken by the Kaifeng Mansion, and the Royal Boxing Gym and a group of heroes in the rivers and lakes only received a commendation for their courage and courage from the side, and in the end, they were only rewarded with a bonus of 300 yuan...... In the hands of Zhou Dong's old hero, there were only two hundred pieces left.

Zhou Tong sighed and ordered his subordinates to divide the bounty among the injured brothers, if it weren't for Song Wen's generosity, the families of the two heroes who died in battle would have to encounter difficulties, and the people's hearts would slowly disperse in this way......

This time, it is the first time that Song Wen has temporarily emerged on the Bianliang River! Although they did not make a name for themselves by martial arts, the appearance of a group of teenagers holding wooden shields and fighting to the death without retreating has been deeply rooted in the hearts of everyone...... Not to mention that this little God of Wealth spent nearly a thousand taels of silver for the dead and injured at once!

That's not a small amount...... With this money, the injured can recuperate at home with peace of mind, and orphans and widows can be said to have no worries for half their lives...... The heroes who died can close their eyes.