Bei Bai ran wildly in front, and several strong men chased behind him, and every time he wanted to catch up, he would see the scholar's figure shrink, drilling into the cracks or alleys, and the danger was full of dangers.

Fortunately, the new shop of Qingfeng Bank is not far from Fengqing Hutong, and after a while, I saw the main entrance of the store.

The scholar went castration unabated, and went directly into the pawnshop, leaving a group of strong men chasing each other looking at each other.

Although the Righteous Qi Gang has a great reputation in the market, they are also worried about the industries of these clans from the bottom of their hearts.

Especially for a time-honored brand like Qingfengxing, they couldn't even raise the courage to chase for a while.

When Zhang Kuo covered his nose and arrived, he saw his subordinates standing at the opposite door of Qingfeng Xing, looking at the pawnshop like fools.

"Are you fucking wood?" scolded, as the bridge of his nose was broken.

A clever subordinate saw Zhang Kuo coming, and reported in a low voice: "Boss, he ran to Qingfeng Xing." ”

Zhang Kuo looked at the door plaque of Qingfengxing, hated it in his heart, and said viciously: "You two are waiting at the front gate, and the other few go to the back door, I don't believe that he won't come out." ”

He didn't believe that a poor scholar had anything to do with Qingfengxing, and when the pawnshop was closed, that kid would still be able to stay in it.

After Mi Bai entered the pawnshop during the annual vacation, he said hello to the shopkeeper and walked to the second floor, opened a small window, and looked at the group of ruffians squatting on the opposite street of the pawnshop.

He was secretly bitter in his heart, not because of himself, but because of those children. It's freezing cold, and the children who are hiding in the deserted yard are all living on their own help, and if they are blocked in the shop, what will happen to the children.

I just hope that the people who can't see themselves for a day will disperse.

......

Tang House

The second letter from Zhongying City is in Xu Shuhui's hand, asking her to urge her nephew to return to Zhongying City as soon as possible after finishing her work, and don't delay.

But a year has passed, and she hasn't even seen Xu Laoying's people, so why not urge.

Yuanzhou is only 30,000 miles away from Longzhou, and with the foot of the spirit beast, even if it is 300 a day, it will arrive in March, but she has not seen her nephew for a long time, so she can't help but be a little worried, so she wrote a reply.

......

It's been three days.

Mi Bai never knew that the ruffian's patience was so good.

Whether it is the front door or the back door, the ruffians stationed there have never dispersed, even if the pawnshop is closed, they are still guarding like a stake, as if they must wait for themselves to come out.

"If you don't go out, the kids will starve. Mi Bai secretly said in his heart that he hadn't sent anything to the children for three days, and although he left a bag of food for the New Year's Day, it was estimated that it should be eaten.

I wanted to write a few door couplets to make some money, but who wanted to lose a set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and be entangled by the ruffian.

Mi Bai has never liked to ask for help, even if he responded to the position of secretary of Qingfeng Xing, and most of them nodded with the shopkeeper and others in the shop, but when the wicked people forced the door, he had no other way.

He walked up to the shopkeeper and bowed deeply, "Please save me." ”

This pawnshop in the west of the city is the property of the Feng family in Xiling, and the shopkeeper Feng Dezheng is a relative of the Feng family, and he has great power in his hands.

Feng Dezheng gently put down the porcelain in his hand, looked back at Mi Bai who bowed and saluted, and said lightly: "Secretary Mi, what do you ask for?"

He doesn't like Mi Bai, maybe it's because of the disagreement, he dislikes a square scholar like Mi Bai from the bottom of his heart, not to mention that although the other party is very respectful to him on the surface, he never gives gifts during the New Year's holidays, and he obviously doesn't take himself seriously. Something happened and asked to go to the shopkeeper again, thinking of himself as someone.

"Shopkeeper Feng, here's the thing. Mi Bai told the story of the couplet meeting the ruffian.

The more Feng Dezheng listened, the more surprised he became, and asked, "You say, Yiqi helped you imitate calligraphy and painting?"

Mi Bai smiled bitterly: "The leader is indeed a leader of the Righteous Qi Gang, and he has been squatting outside the shop for three days. ”

The scholar's request was simple, he just hoped that the shopkeeper would make the nursing home come forward to drive the ruffians away so that he could deliver meals to the children.

Feng Dezheng smiled and waved his hand in relief: "You can rest assured, leave this matter to the shopkeeper." ”

Mi Bai was overjoyed, he didn't expect the shopkeeper Feng to be so easy to speak, he had always felt that this shopkeeper didn't like him, otherwise he wouldn't have missed a mistake for three years, but his salary had not increased at all.

It seems that he can't live with himself, this is really a good boss with a warm heart, Mi Baida is grateful from the bottom of his heart, and leaves after thanking him repeatedly.

Feng Dezheng couldn't imagine that he was just a stupid scholar, but he had such ability.

As the shopkeeper of a shop, he has always felt that the most profitable thing is calligraphy and painting.

Unlike armored spirit animals, these are hard goods, even if you want to lower the price, you can't start, the pawnshop doesn't accept it, and he can find another place to sell it.

The biggest advantage of celebrity calligraphy and painting is that the price can be kept very low, and Xiling has been peaceful for a long time, which makes many sons of big families like landscape freehand calligraphy and painting, but calligraphy and painting are small roads after all, and how many famous painting names can be circulated.

Let's just say that Mr. Huang Ting's copybook, one will be sold for 10,000 gold, and it is difficult to find a post.

Therefore, copying imitations has become a big business, and those vassal and elegant sons are willing to spend a lot of money to buy calligraphy and paintings, and they don't know how to score and distinguish the quality of calligraphy and paintings, and only recognize the calligraphy and paintings of a few famous artists, which has cultivated a market for imitations.

In this continent where everyone practices martial arts, most of the scholars are mainly based on arithmetic, and there are very few literati who are good at calligraphy and painting, not to mention some old Confucians who have been studying poetry and books for decades, and calligraphy and painting are also extremely awkward in the eyes of laymen.

Feng Dezheng picked out a few beibai book books, looked at them carefully, and was even more surprised.

The pen is like a dragon, the iron painting silver hook, such a calligraphy wizard in front of him, has not been discovered.

"Get rid of the gangsters across the street. Feng Dezheng summoned a nurse and ordered.

......

"Adults, the little ones have something to report. Fan Qing stood in front of Tang Luo worriedly, and said with a weak heart.

"Say it. Tang Luo's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he didn't understand why the steward of Tianxianglou would look for him, you must know that the money for Su Mei's redemption had been sent to Tianxianglou after Zhang Xinghe's death.

"Su Mei is dead. ”

Tang Luo looked directly into Fan Qing's eyes and said indifferently: "How did you die." ”

Wiping the non-existent sweat on his forehead, Fan Qing said in a low voice: "Su Mei hanged herself at home, it should be a martyrdom, and there is a letter to the sect elder here." ”

Fan Qing respectfully presented it with both hands, and the envelope still had the faint aroma of the woman's rouge.

Martyrdom hanged himself, and he also read a fart letter. Sure enough, women are all liars, and they can't do it for three years if they say that they can't do filial piety.

In fact, after revealing the true situation of Tu Tong, Tang Luo saw the will to die in Su Mei's eyes, and deliberately set a three-year covenant to keep filial piety, but it was only less than half a year, and women were really liars.

"Burn it. "Tang Luo didn't plan to look at it, everyone was dead. What was written in the letter was nothing more than some that the lover's heart was like a knife and he was willing to follow.

Sometimes he can't figure it out, if a man can be less stubborn and speak up about his difficulties, if a woman is not so suspicious and chooses to believe.

How could a pair of loving lovers get such a field, which makes people feel really uncomfortable looking at it.

"The two will be buried together, if Su Mei has sisters in Tianxianglou who can talk to, let her take all the relics, just remember to go to the pillar to fragrance every death day. Tang Luo held his forehead and instructed in a heavy tone.

"Yes, the little ones will do it. Fan Qing's heart finally landed, to be honest, his psychological pressure in the face of Tang Luo was really too great.

Tang Luo is not only the youngest sect elder of the Tang Clan, but also the eldest son of the first seat of the Martial Arts, and the Tianjiao of Xiling City is his own scheming means, and he has not seen a single or two in the Qinglou steward like him.