"Don't hide it from the shopkeeper, my son grew up in the high wall and deep courtyard, and I like to hear these market anecdotes since I was a child, and the shopkeeper can rest assured, my son is tight-lipped like a bottle, and many things have been forgotten in a blink of an eye after hearing them. The plain robe boy smiled frankly, undoubtedly forcing the shopkeeper to reassure him.

The shopkeeper's heart rippled one after another, and he secretly weighed the silver in his hand to weigh the pros and cons, the silver was quite heavy to start, and a few dozen taels must be indispensable, so he read it in his heart: "I can't imagine that the news of the dead man in the east of the city has already reached the sky, but how can this son know that it was our guy who died? I'm afraid that this delicate-hearted boy spent some silver and inquired about it from the guy in the store." Hmph! This class of people who have suffered a thousand knives is really raised in vain, and it is good that this matter will be calmed down, if this matter leaks out of the mouth, I will pay a hundred and ten taels of silver, and then I will peel the skin and oil you one by one, but this plain-robed boy already knows that it is his own buddy who died, and he can't hide it, so it is better to push the boat down the river, maybe this generous man will be happy, and the silver will be smashed in front of him. ”

"The shopkeeper still doesn't believe in this son? Friends can't be honest with each other, it's just that. The boy in the plain robe pretended to get up and said: "Let's go, leave in autumn, accompany my son back to the room to rest, Xiangyang City is really boring." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he gritted his teeth and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the plain-robed boy.

"What's the matter? Could it be that the shopkeeper can't do anything else?" asked the plain-robed boy with a sideways look.

"Long Gongzi, sit down first, and listen to the shopkeeper's details" After all, the shopkeeper can't grind the silver of the white flowers, and said with a smile.

"Alas, don't hide it from my son, the one who was killed in the east of the city early this morning for no reason was my buddy from the Fuyuan Inn. The shopkeeper approached the plain-robed boy and whispered.

The boy in the plain robe took a sip of wine and then poured it full, stroked the wine glass with two fingers and waited for the next sentence.

The sophisticated and sleek shopkeeper of the Fuyuan Inn, who has been dealing with businessmen from all over the world with the older generation since he can remember, has long been an old fox who has been watching and listening to the six roads, and he knows that the explanation and procrastination just now are mostly to make this boy unhappy.

The shopkeeper said: "Young Master Long, don't be surprised, you also know that the shopkeeper has been rolling in the Xiangyang business for generations, and what is important is a reputation, and if the reputation is gone, there will be nothing, this Fuyuan Inn is the family business left by my father and my ancestors, if you let the outside know that the Fuyuan Inn has died in vain, there will be people who will come to the hotel to eat in such a bad way?" Besides, if you let the guy's family know, you must cry and make trouble to tear down the gold paint signboard of the Fuyuan Inn, a few ingots of silver The shopkeeper is not sad or painful, after all, it is his own buddy, and he has been helping in the inn for so long, more or less there are some feelings, but the Fuyuan Inn has always been one of the best inns in Xiangyang City, you can also see it, the business in the store is very popular, and the rest of the inns have already stared at the eyeballs that are about to burst out, and they are bound to seize this handle to step on the Fuyuan Inn to death, I wish that the Fuyuan Inn disappeared in Xiangyang, and the lawsuit is indispensable, and maybe I will be framed as the shopkeeper to deliberately kill the guy,It's like grabbing food in the same rice bowl between peers.,It's not impossible for peers to fall into the well and use such a vicious trick.,The signboard of the Fuyuan Inn has been smeared, and it's more difficult to whitewash it than to climb to the sky.,It's not that the shopkeeper doesn't treat each other honestly, but I'm afraid that the boat will capsize in the gutter.,Please forgive me.,Please forgive me.。 ”

"Ben Gongzi has always been a reasonable person, who stepped on dog shit and touched it in the face? Fools wouldn't do such stupid things, would they?" said the plain robed boy, putting down his wine glass.

The shopkeeper nodded with a gloomy expression, and sighed lightly: "I don't know which one suffered a thousand knives, even the idea of the impoverished shopkeeper was beaten, you said that it is not necessarily worth a few dollars to clean his heart, liver, spleen and lungs, alas, this guy has no relatives and no reason in Xiangyang, and he has been working here for a few years, and he is quite diligent in the store, and his mind is good, and he has never even touched the girl, so he died, which is really a pity." ”

The plain-robed boy understood, and glanced at the purple clothes beside him, and the purple-clothed maid took out a silver ingot between her sleeves.

"Childe, you can't do it, you can't do it, as the saying goes, you don't have to do anything, although you let the shopkeeper inquire about the news, but the shopkeeper didn't help a lot, how can you say it if you accept the child's silver. The shopkeeper's eyes were straight, but he was always an old and spicy businessman, as if he regarded money as dung.

The boy in the plain robe is an understanding person, stuffed the big ingot of silver into the hands of the shopkeeper, and said: "If we weren't in a hurry to inquire about the news, that guy wouldn't have been killed in the east of the city, no matter how you say it, this son can't get out of the relationship, Xiangyang City is prosperous and rich, and half an acre of land is also expensive, so the shopkeeper you take this ingot of silver to buy a good piece of land on the outskirts of the city, bury that guy, and save him from being buried by the government in a mass grave and becoming a helpless wandering ghost." ”

The shopkeeper reluctantly accepted the silver, but he was complacent in his heart, and he didn't forget to pat himself on the back and say: "Long Gongzi is really a living Bodhisattva, the shopkeeper thanked Gongzi for the desolate guy, and the great kindness of Gongzi, presumably he will also be firmly remembered under Jiuquan." ”

"Well, that's not going to happen. Long Haotian hurriedly stopped.

"Look at my mouth," the shopkeeper hurriedly gagged his mouth with his hand.

"By the way, when did that guy die, and how did he die?" Long Haotian asked again

"It was probably late last night, and I only received the news in the morning, so I hurried to the yamen, and the yamen said that he had been intercepted and killed by robbers who blocked the way. The shopkeeper replied.

"How many people are there in the road? Was that guy hacked to death with a knife or pierced by a spear? Xiangyang City has the hat of Jingzhou's No. 1 town on its head, and in addition to being rich and prosperous, it is heavily guarded, is there still someone in the city who does not do good business and is willing to do this business of licking blood from the knife edge? This is a deed that turns around and kills people openly without wiping his hands, and waiting for the government to wipe his buttocks, isn't it equivalent to luring snakes to his body? Long Haotian patted the table and said.

"What Gongzi said is very true, the shopkeeper has lived in Xiangyang for decades, and he has never seen any robbers blocking the road, even the little thieves who dare to rob things in the Ming are not many, and those who do not believe in evil have not been caught before they can get out of the city gate, most of which is just a reason for the government to be too lazy to prevaricate for the trivial people. The shopkeeper continued: "But strange to say, this fellow died not on the edge of a knife, but on a thin needle. ”

"Fine needles?" Long Haotian pretended to be surprised.

"Yes, this guy was killed by a silver needle through his neck, in my opinion, what kind of bullshit robber intercepted and killed, who would waste his strength to intercept and kill a poor sour little two? I'm afraid that it angered which Jianghu hero was killed, hey, it can only be regarded as his bad luck, if he was really killed by Jianghu hero, the government can't find it if he wants to, fortunately, he met a noble person like Long Gongzi, you don't have to be a wandering ghost when you die. "The shopkeeper's kung fu is really unparalleled in the world.

Long Haotian, the prince in the plain robe, was not interested in the flattering polite words of the shopkeeper, and continued to ask: "Do you see what that silver needle looks like?"

The shopkeeper shook his head and said: "That silver needle pierced the guy's neck, covered in blood, smelly and fishy, and could barely be seen to be a silver needle, but who would pull it out and check it carefully, the shopkeeper would not dare to do such an unfortunate thing, and what if the needle was highly poisonous?

Long Haotian drank all the wine in the cup, yawned and said, "The shopkeeper is right, and he won't change to his son." ”

"Hey, it's not even noon, and the son is sleepy?" the shopkeeper asked when he saw the plain-robed boy yawn.

The shopkeeper smiled, although the son of this son would like to taste the world's fine wine, but the amount of wine is not high, after drinking the shopkeeper's collection of fine wine, there is some sleepiness, look at the store full of cars, full of seats, it will not delay the shopkeeper's effort, while the wine is drunk, to roll the quilt is the right thing. Long Haotian smiled with a confused look in his eyes.

The shopkeeper tacitly agreed, and quietly glanced at the purple-clothed maid beside the plain-robed boy, and read it in his heart, a pair of autumn water long eyes, provoking all living beings to fall over, a man can't hold it, and he smiled well: "Okay, the shopkeeper won't disturb the son's Yaxing, what do you need to order at any time." ”

The shopkeeper put his hands on his sleeves and was about to turn around.

"Wait. Long Hao said in a deep voice.

"What's the matter with the child?" The shopkeeper was stunned, and the feelings of this child's face are faster than turning the pages of a book? Isn't it trying to get back the ingot of silver from Shicai?

Ziyi quietly stuffed a money bag to the shopkeeper, which made the old and sophisticated shopkeeper mess up.

The plain robe boy leaned over to the shopkeeper's ear and said: "It's really unheard of to kill my son with a silver needle, and I bother the shopkeeper to use this silver to dot the relationship between the government and the government, and bring out the murder weapon to my son to take a look, if there is any remaining silver, it will be regarded as a red envelope to get rid of bad luck." ”

"Gotcha!" the shopkeeper patted his chest and said, "Wrap it on the shopkeeper's body." ”

The plain-robed boy staggered up and returned to the room with the purple-clothed maidservant.

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The drizzle continued, Bai Yun and Zhang Yuruo each held umbrellas, and searched the entire east of the city separately but did not see Lin Xueshu and others, and finally the two went around the streets and alleys, and met outside an attic called Zifenglou unexpectedly.

"Is there any news?" Zhang Yuruo asked first.

Bai Yun shook his head blankly.

At this time, the door of Zifeng Tower opened, and a line of sword priests walked out dejectedly.

"I really ate his mother's shit, and I finally went down the mountain, and Zifeng Tower actually closed its doors. ”

"I heard that the second son of Wen wrapped up the entire Zifeng Tower, there is no way, and I want to take this opportunity to hold a handful of new Oiran field, and I don't know when the next time to go down the mountain. ”

"It doesn't matter if the son of the Wen family is still the son of the Wu family, if he is met by Lao Tzu, he will not be beaten into a pig's head."

"Hey, look at you, you're going to be playing tricks here, that Wen family son was probably upstairs just now, and you didn't necessarily rush up and beat him up? ”

"You... You. ”

"What are you, people say that eating a mat grows a wisdom, and you have only been taught a lesson a few days ago and you don't have a long heart? ”

"Hmph, if you hadn't pulled me by the hand, I wouldn't have slaughtered the eight lambs. ”

"Ouch, I'm going to slaughter someone, I don't know who was beaten by a gold-plated folding fan, and kicked it several feet away. ”

"Eh, don't make any noise, if Zifeng Tower can't go, we will go to Huazi Building, and finally go down the mountain, why should you be in a bad mood for a tree when the forest is so big? ”