Chapter Twenty-Seven: Hmph, What a Frog at the Bottom of the Well!
Outside the door.
Xie Qian's impatient voice drifted into the ears of the two.
"Why did you stop the old man and only let Zhang Gongzi in?"
"Why can't the old man go in?"
……
The two men in the room looked at each other and smiled.
Ye Qing faced this Zhang Gongzi, who was already a thigh and found a bigger thigh to help him out of the siege, with a grateful smile, and took the lead in speaking:
"Thank you Zhang Gongzi for relieving me."
In the face of Ye Qing's kindness, Zhang Xiuran, who let go of his indulgence and uninhibitedness and also smiled kindly, said loudly: "No thanks, just a gesture." ”
Ye Qing, who no longer pretended to be injured, sat up directly, and he hugged his fists at Zhang Xiuran and said:
"Your gesture is a lifesaver for me."
"I am willing to do three things for Zhang Gongzi that do not violate the conscience of heaven and earth, and do not hurt heaven and reason, as a return!"
"Oh? Is it only three? Zhang Xiuran looked at the sincere handsome face with interest, and then stepped forward and sat on the edge of Ye Qing's bed.
The pungent smell of the gold sore medicine made Zhang Xiuran frown slightly, took out a brocade from his arms, put it on the tip of his nose, sniffed the elegant aroma, and his expression soothed a little.
Then he pointed to the scars on Ye Qing's chest and abdomen and said, "Three pieces are not enough!" Much more! ”
From Pingle Fang to the surrounding vendors and decided not to set up a night stall anymore, Ye Qing had already inquired about Zhang Xiuran's personality.
Faced with this indulgent and unruly gentleman, Ye Qing knew that the other party probably wanted the same as Shan Dan.
Ye Qing pursed his lips slightly, and asked clearly:
"How does Zhang Gongzi want me to repay?"
"You know how to repay the favor, and you show your sincerity by reciprocating the peach, and my son will open the skylight and say bright words."
Zhang Xiuran subconsciously straightened his waist, looked at Ye Qing arrogantly, and said: "Two choices, this son, Corporal Lixian, lacks a staff member." ”
After a pause, Zhang Xiuran raised his index finger, pointed up, and said expectantly:
"Or, if you climb up, you can make this son look at you levelly!"
Smart people don't need to say much to speak.
Ye Qing immediately understood what Zhang Xiuran meant, and he frowned and said solemnly:
"First, Childe is very smart, how can I be sure that I have the ability to give advice to Childe?"
"Second, Childe thinks too highly of me, I'm just a lowly person."
asked and laughed at himself, but let Zhang Xiuran know that Ye Qing, who was arrogant in his bones, was teaching him.
Zhang Xiuran was not angry, who was not a little arrogant if he had the ability, but made him look at Ye Qing more and more.
However, after all, he couldn't stand the pungent smell of medicine all over Ye Qing's body, stood up and walked to the side, looked at the longevity bamboo placed in the quiet room, and said calmly:
"The first time you entered the prison, it was your handiwork to let the death row prisoner hijack the jailer see Governor Chen's mansion, right?"
Ye Qing, who remained silent, let Zhang Xiuran know that he had guessed correctly.
"This matter was only figured out by Ben Gongzi later, and with this alone, you have the ability to be Ben Gongzi's staff, not a small ghostwriter."
He flicked the green leaves of the pothos, turned sideways, looked at Ye Qing with sharp eyes, and said loudly:
"The second time I entered the prison, let the jailer pass on a message to me for you, and left you with a terrifying and hideous, but actually shallow scar, I think you are ready to do things for my son."
"After that, Ben Gongzi took the first step to find Xie Daru and Chen Zhifu to go to the prison to save you, so you changed your mind and planned to repay Ben Gongzi with three things to raise your worth, or, to avoid becoming a dog of Ben Gongzi."
"Is what this son said right?"
Ye Qing, whose eyes flashed, said loudly: "Childe's eyes are like torches, and everything can't be hidden from Childe." ”
"Childe is honest with each other, I don't think I will use my cheap life as a dog, but I don't understand the second thing Childe said."
Zhang Xiuran, who smiled proudly, pointed to a pot of orchids next to the pothos and said:
"Orchids are exquisite, and the flowers bloom more beautifully, but unfortunately they are too squeamish and need to be carefully cultivated and cared for before they can bloom."
"But this pothos can live if there is water, as long as you give him a little water, it can grow vigorously and spread its branches."
"You have already asked for some water yourself, so that you can live, if this son pours you some more water, what will be the result?"
Ye Qing, who was greatly moved, looked at Zhang Xiuran in surprise and complexity.
He didn't expect that the son-in-law in front of him would actually hit this idea.
Right now, he is already impressed by Zhang Xiuran, a gentleman.
is willing to cultivate a lowly as a helper, not the ideas and courage that a rebellious man who only knows the sound of dogs and horses.
Moreover, no one knows whether Ye Qing can climb to a high position as a lowly person.
No one knows how long it will take for Ye Qing to climb to the top position.
No one can guarantee that Ye Qing will help Zhang Xiuran after he is really powerful, or bite back.
This courage is really unmatched by few people!
Ye Qing, who has always been calm, couldn't help but be moved.
He looked at Zhang Xiuran, who was arrogant and smiling, looking at the anticipation and excitement flashing in his eyes, as well as the heavy gambling intention, and sighed secretly in his heart:
"Such a person, once he decides to do something, is a madman who can take his life and fight to the death!"
However, there was no contempt and jealousy in Ye Qing's eyes, only admiration.
When he was young, it was precisely because he fought with his life that Ah Mei lived safely until now, so that Zhang Po did not have to go out to work at a young age, and Zhang Weng had money to buy medicine and cure his illness.
He admired: "Childe looks up to me so much, it makes me a little panicked." ”
Then, Ye Qing asked bluntly again:
"However, Childe, you are not afraid of wasting the water poured on me?"
"Or is my pothos growing too slow to help you?"
"Or, when I grew up, I was taken away by someone else and placed in someone else's house?"
The three questions did not make Zhang Xiuran entangled and ponder, but made the excitement in Zhang Xiuran's eyes even better.
He looked at Ye Qing approvingly and said, "You asked these three questions well. ”
"However, this son doesn't care about what you say at all."
The maintenance is excellent, and the white palms are more delicate than some delicate women.
Zhang Xiuran looked at Ye Qing, flipped his palm casually, and said arrogantly:
"My son's family has a big business, it's just a pothos, as long as the seeds are good, no matter how many seeds, this son has water to water."
"In the same way, this son has patience, and he is also not afraid that this pothos will be taken away by others, and he is not afraid that this pothos will be strangled with branches after it grows up."
Looking at the hand that represented the overturning of the clouds, Ye Qing remained silent.
Zhang Xiuran didn't urge Ye Qing to make a decision, but just boredly dragged the tender and juicy leaves of the pothos.
A moment later.
Ye Qing took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Xiuran with blazing eyes and asked:
"Dare to ask what is the background of Childe?"
Zhang Xiuran threw away a leaf that had just been pulled off, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly:
"This son is a god who inspired the Zhang family, Zhang Xiuran!"
Suddenly, Ye Qing's eyes widened, and he looked at the handsome face full of rebelliousness silently.
Seeing Ye Qing's moved appearance, the corners of Zhang Xiuran's mouth rose, revealing a touch of pride.
After a few breaths, Ye Qing took a deep breath and said solemnly:
"Please forgive me for being lonely and unheard, and I have not heard of the name of this divine revelation Zhang clan."
In an instant, Zhang Xiuran's arrogant expression froze.
After two breaths, the face as white as jade turned red visibly, and he said angrily:
"Hmph, it's a frog at the bottom of a well!"