Chapter Seventy-One: You Are Rootless Duckweed, Why Be Afraid?
The penetrating sound instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the venue, and they looked up at the window curtain on the third floor.
Subsequently, the guests on the first floor who knew who was in the private room on the third floor quickly scanned the room with envy, searching for the 'Ye Shuren' who could be invited by Zhang Xiuran.
Ye Qing, who heard Qi Heng's voice, looked at Shan Dan's somewhat cold face, and his heart moved, and he guessed what Zhang Xiuran meant.
And Qi Dangguo and the others looked at Ye Qing in surprise again.
It was Shan Dan, and the smile on his face was a little restrained.
Ye Qing bowed to Zhang Xiuran apologetically and said:
"Shan Gongzi, it's not easy to excuse the invitation of the deceased, I'll talk to you about wine in the next moment."
Then as soon as he bowed his hand to Qi Dangguo and the others, he walked upstairs quickly.
Shan Dan, who was speechless, watched Ye Qing's figure disappear on the stairs, and then aligned with the party and the others:
"Guys, let's drink first."
……
In a private room on the third floor.
Zhang Xiuran regained his former handsomeness, dressed in a blue embroidered Ruyi dress, and the landscape silver fan in his hand rhythmically tapped the upturned legs.
Sitting lazily on the wooden couch.
He looked at Ye Qing who walked in, and said with a playful smile:
"Clerk Ye, it's really amazing, you shook hands with that smiling tiger so quickly."
Ye Qing, who smiled bitterly, sighed:
"Zhang Gongzi didn't want to make fun of it, he just happened to meet him at the door."
Rustling!
With his clothes rubbing, Zhang Xiuran sat up from the wooden couch.
Walked to the round table and sat down, and the silver fan pointed to the seat next to him, and then picked up the flask and poured the wine.
Ye Qing, who was seated, took the wine cup handed over by Zhang Xiuran with both hands.
Knowingly, he asked: "I don't know what the son calls to come up, what does it mean?" ”
"It's just disgusting."
Zhang Xiuran, who smiled uninhibitedly, raised his head, his Adam's apple squirmed, and drank all the wine in the cup.
Ye Qing, who was drinking a cup with him, put down the wine cup and said with a solemn face:
"I killed someone."
"Huh?"
Zhang Xiuran's eyes widened.
Qi Heng, who was standing in front of the window curtain and staring at the lobby on the first floor, also subconsciously glanced at Ye Qing, whose face was as calm as water.
Whoa!
A clear wine, with a graceful arc from the jug, fills the cup.
Ye Qing put down the wine jug and continued:
"Yesterday I investigated a homicide case, and when I went to search the suspect's home, I met a man in black who wanted to take my life......"
With Ye Qing's elaboration in detail.
Zhang Xiuran looked at Ye Qing's eyes and appreciated it more and more.
And Qi Heng's eyes were full of exploration.
After Ye Qing finished speaking.
Bang Bang Bang!
The applause rang out, and Zhang Xiuran, who was full of admiration, shook his head while applauding.
After a few breaths, he said excitedly:
"My son is really amazing, I never miss people's eyes."
Listening to his son-in-law being so narcissistic, Qi Heng silently withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the scene outside the window.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and Ye Qing, who spoke:
"Zhang Gongzi, there must be a lot of involvement behind this case, if you can participate in it, not to mention solving the case, as long as you find some clues, you can make a lot of contributions."
"But, I have shallow knowledge in Xiaxia, and I have just entered the government, I don't know if I can have the ability to participate in it, and can Zhang Gongzi give me some pointers?"
The words that were different from his own conjecture made Zhang Xiuran stunned for a moment.
Syllable!
The Shanshui Silver Fan opened, Zhang Xiuran fanned it quickly, and the wind blew the long hair on the sideburns.
He sighed:
"Ye Qing, you are really more and more out of my son's expectations."
"I thought you wanted Ben Gongzi to solve the murder for you."
"I didn't think about it, but you thought about whether you had the ability to participate in this secret case."
"My son is really curious about where you can go in the future."
Facing Zhang Xiuran's heartfelt admiration.
Ye Qing said very calmly: "If there is no son's help, how dare you think about this." ”
Zhang Xiuran, who no longer talked nonsense, fanned the silver fan in his hand faster.
He thought for a moment and said:
"You entered the government with a case, and when you first entered the government, you found out the traces of the secret case."
"Chen Yu knows that people make good use of it, you have shown your talents, and he will definitely use them."
"As for you, you're worried that you're afraid of being involved."
Speaking of this, Zhang Xiuran smiled evilly and said:
"You're rootless duckweed, why be afraid?"
Ye Qing, who was full of seriousness, shook his head and stared into Zhang Xiuran's eyes.
"Zhang Gongzi, I have a family down there."
"You can take risks in the future, but you can't involve your family."
Zhang Xiuran, who was a little disdainful, felt that Ye Qing wanted both and wanted, and ruthlessly poked and said:
"Ye Qing, what you say is like a widow who doesn't keep her chastity and wants the archway of chastity."
"There are a lot of rich and powerful children in this Huaiyang City, and they want you to be their staff and be a ghostwriter for private use."
"If you are really worried about your family, after you became famous as the first shooter in Pingle Fang, why don't you take the opportunity to raise your value and choose one."
"On the contrary, he rejected everyone, and still acted as a gunman, causing trouble and provoking Shan Dan."
There was a pause.
Zhang Xiuran sneered: "You are just lucky, you met my son, if you are unlucky, now you are dead and have no place to be buried." ”
Ye Qing fell silent.
He looked at the disdain in Zhang Xiuran's eyes, and his heart was not shocked.
The original good impression of Zhang Xiuran has dissipated a lot.
However, he also knows what kind of identity Zhang Xiuran has, and it is already commendable to be able to rise casually and invest in him.
But in his eyes, Zhang Xiuran, who was deeply thoughtful, only saw the surface, which made him a little disappointed.
Seeing that Ye Qing was silent, Zhang Xiuran did not hide the disappointment in his eyes, just as he was about to speak.
The gentle voice sounded, which made Zhang Xiuran a little stunned.
"I need money, a lot of money, to be a staff member for those people, how much can I get for the moon?"
"People's hearts are greedy, and they are willing to recruit me, how many people are as sincere and generous as Childe?"
"If I show my true face, they will find out my family, and the handle will be taken, and I can still receive the monthly salary?"
"By being a gunslinger all the time, I can have a steady stream of money."
"Even if I provoke someone, I am confident that I will not involve my family, find an opportunity to escape from Huaiyang City, and continue to be a gunman in another place."
Zhang Xiuran, who was refuted to the point of speechlessness, picked up the wine cup and drank it all in a bit of anger.
He smiled obediently and said:
"Hehe, what a Ye Qing, it's my son who is narrow-minded."
"Don't mention the past, just remember the promise of you and me."
"Your family, Ben Gongzi said to protect them thoroughly, unless Ben Gongzi dies, no one can hurt them."
"You just have to do your thing."
Hearing this, Ye Qing got up, bowed to Zhang Xiuran with a serious face, and said:
"Yes, Childe, Ye Qing keep it in mind."
Zhang Xiuran waved his hand impatiently.
Ye Qing immediately turned around and left.
After the door was closed, Zhang Xiuran knocked on his forehead with a headache, and after a few breaths, he asked:
"You say, is it good or bad for this son to do this?"
Qi Heng, who was expressionless, said softly:
"Master, I don't know if what you're doing is good or bad, but I don't know what you're doing."
"Hahaha, Qi Heng, you're good at kung fu."
Zhang Xiuran, who laughed heartily, pointed at Qi Heng at the empty spot.
After Zhang Xiuran restrained his laughter.
Qi Heng asked:
"Childe, you said that Ye Qing is smart and does not lose to you, your actions today will soon be guessed by him."
"You also said that he was cautious, why should he do this and tell him bluntly?"
After hearing this, Zhang Xiuran restrained his smile, frowned slightly, and said leisurely:
"Ben Gongzi, there shouldn't be friends."
Qi Heng, who looked back in astonishment, looked at Zhang Xiuran's lonely expression, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, lowered his head, and his eyes flashed.