In the tea shed on the side of the road sat two young men, holding a tea bowl and tasting a casual dress, looking like fine satin, which was incompatible with the simple tea shed. Even another simplely dressed young man stood out in the shed where beggars sat in twos and threes.

Looking at the young master who was drinking tea with relish, the young man finally couldn't help it: "Young master, you have already drunk several bowls, if you want to drink tea, let's go to the teahouse to drink, can't we?"

The man in the brocade clothes shook the tea bowl and asked with a smile: "Isn't this tea good? At least the name is good......, isn't it?" I remember being very fond of this flower when I was a child. It's just a pity that although this tea is called Mantianxing, it is not Mantianxing. ”

The young man pressed his beating eyebrows, and his lowered voice looked a little helpless: "Of course this is not full of stars, this is the fragments of all kinds of inferior tea leaves washed with boiling water." And young master, you are so sorry, do you still want to drink two sips of starry water?"

The man in the brocade didn't know if he hadn't heard it or pretended not to hear it: "This tea is good, remember to wrap one when you leave for a while, and bring it back to the second young master." ”

"Second Young Master?" the young man felt that the beating of his eyebrows could no longer be suppressed, "Do you think that the Second Young Master will drink this kind of thing?"

The man in the brocade suddenly smiled again: "No, pack a few more copies, and give them a copy as well." ”

The young man said: "I don't think Bai Gongzi will drink this kind of thing, how can anyone's young master drink this kind of thing?"

"Wen Ning, aren't you sarcastic about me?" the man in brocade sighed lightly, looking a little disappointed, "No one really knows how to drink?"

Wen Ning Muran looked at his young master and said casually, "How can I be sarcastic about you? Compared to tea, young master, how long are you going to sit here and drink it?"

Wen Su blinked and asked in a low voice, "Did you hear them say just now that a guy sent a letter in the name of the gang leader?"

Wen Ning was stunned: "I didn't pay attention." ”

Wen Wei held his face: "I guess the letter my father received is the one they said." In this way, I'll go in and take a look, and you'll be on guard outside, and help me when it's critical. "I'm going to get up.

Wen Ning instantly had a bad premonition: "Young Master, please come to me, you seem to have forgotten to take it?"

Wen Su nodded: "Well, if you don't take it, I'll go back when I go." ”

Wen Ning's eyebrows stopped jumping, but his right eyelid jumped up: "Young master, either you sit here and drink tea for a while, and I'll take a look?"

Wen Su smiled slightly: "No, after sitting in the carriage for so long, the skeleton is about to fall apart, and it is just time to move." ”

Wen Ning asked cautiously: "Then the young master is caught, don't reveal your identity." ”

Wen Jun glanced at him: "You don't still want me to be arrested, do you?"

Wen Ning denied repeatedly: "How could it be? Young master, go and come back quickly, I'll wait here. ”

Wen Su nodded, and said again: "Don't forget to wrap the tea, maybe you won't have time to buy tea when I come back?"

Wen Ning said: "Okay, I understand, young master rest assured." ”

Wen Wei carefully arranged his sleeves and walked away slowly.

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"Young Gang Master, this is the news that several brothers have exchanged for it, how can you deal with it?" Several middle-aged beggars stood under the tree, looking at their young gang leader with blank eyes, just waiting for his words.

A white robe with a few symbolic patches at the corners of his clothes was as pale as Wen Qihua's face when he had just recovered from a serious illness. Wen Qihua read the scribbled information in his hand, folded it and put it in his arms: "Don't pursue this matter anymore, I'll take some silver taels and settle them down." ”

"This ......" several people glanced at each other, with some reluctance and disagreement in their eyes, "Young Gang Master, do you think you want to ask the Gang Master again?"

Wen Qihua's eyes dimmed, and he sighed lightly: "A few uncles, it's not that Qihua is ruthless and unwilling to take care of this matter. Although the dead brothers did not know me, they were all children of our beggar gang, how could I not be heartbroken? But you see, this matter can be big or small, if we let it go, we will be angry for the time being, but forgive them and they will not dare to provoke again, and this matter will be over. Let's remember this revenge, are we afraid that we won't be able to avenge it in the future?"

On the far left, it seems that the most talkative of the few people was slightly stunned, and asked, "What does the young gang leader mean?"

The sadness in Wen Qihua's eyes was clearly revealed, and it was quickly put away: "So many seniors have folded in the puppet palace, and even Uncle Jiang has gone." Dragged down by me, now that Master is seriously ill, I am already extremely unfilial, how can I dare to let Master and his old man worry more and make his condition worse?"

Looking at his forbearant sadness and self-blame, several people couldn't help but be moved: "What the young helper said is that we are not thoughtful. ”

Wen Qihua shook his head lightly: "Uncles, where are you talking about this? Qihua is just trying his best to do something he can to alleviate Master's pain." Our beggar gang is certainly powerful, but no matter how powerful the dragon is, it can't be without a head that leads the way. We have no leader now, so we can only endure one or two for the time being, and please understand more. He bowed deeply and fell to the ground.

Several people hurriedly stretched out their hands to help him: "Don't say that again, the young helper, it's really tormenting us." If the young gang leader thinks so much about the help, how can we not understand the reason?"

Wen Qihua straightened up, and a somewhat bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Then Qihua won't say thank you, thank you in your heart." ”

The man on the left smiled heartily: "It's not something worth remembering, the young gang leader just forgot about it." In this way, the less helper will do the master first, and we will go first. In the future, if there is anything you need to tell us, we will definitely help. ”

Wen Qihua smiled slightly: "Then thank you first." Seeing that they were leaving, he suddenly remembered something, reached into his arms, and found a few pieces of broken silver, looking a little apologetic: "Recently, the expenses have been a bit too much, and there is only so much left." In this way, you take it first, and I will send the rest of the coffin money in a few days. ”

The man was stunned: "What is the young helper doing here? I don't have a lot of money, you can take it yourself, we can just go out by ourselves." ”

Wen Qihua looked at the broken silver in his hand, hesitated, and clenched his fists: "Okay, then I'll send the silver directly to you in a few days." ”

The man saw that he would be mistaken, and hurriedly explained: "Young helper, I don't think you have less money." I mean, the young helpers have worked so hard, and you have saved all this money yourself, so how can we ask for it?"

Wen Qihua said stubbornly: "I can't avenge the brothers in the gang, if you don't let me out of this few taels of silver, how can I get by in my heart?

The man thought for a moment and said, "That's it, the young gang leader will give me the few pieces of broken silver just now, even if it is for the brothers." ”

Wen Qihua opened his hand and looked at it, and shook his head resolutely: "This is not good, this bit of silver is not even a CD." If my uncle can afford me, he will take this first, and I will do the rest for three days...... Five days, five days I'll bring it to you. ”

Seeing him so stubborn, the man was even more arrogant: "Those brothers were all brought out by my own hands, if they know that they slept in the coffin and I didn't have a copper plate, then they must not scold me to death underground? If you don't help the master to mention the silver, you will look down on all our brothers. ”

The rest of the people also said together: "Yes, if the young gang mainly takes a few more taels of silver to settle feelings with us, it will look down on us!"

Wen Qihua pursed his lips, had no choice but to nod, handed over the broken silver, and added: "Remember to call me when you are buried, if I have time, I will definitely go over." If...... And hope to help me apologize to them. ”

Several people responded in succession: "Don't worry, we will help you bring the words over." ”

Wen Qihua nodded, and was about to say something, when Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a purple shadow, and his eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle.

Sensing that something was wrong with him, several people hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with the young gang master?" followed his gaze, but saw nothing.

Wen Qihua came back to his senses: "It's nothing, it may be a wild cat." "Hug your fists slightly: "The little nephew still has some things to do, so I won't accompany a few more uncles." ”

Several people said: "Don't bother, let's go and get busy." Then he left very quickly, lest he disturb him.

After watching them leave, Wen Qihua turned around and looked in the direction of the purple shadow, hooked his lips and smiled, and there was a little smile in his muttered voice: "It seems that there are interesting guests, there is nothing important left and right, just go and have a look." "Dust off your clothes and walk away.

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"Young Master?" Seeing Wen Su coming back, Wen Ning hurriedly stood up and glanced behind him.

Wen Yun picked up the cold starry sky on the table and poured it in, and then took out a handkerchief from his arms with a bitter face, covered his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of broken tea dregs, and threw the handkerchief of four taels of silver into the rattan basket used to hold the garbage on the side, and then took out a handkerchief and continued to vomit.

When he used up the six handkerchiefs and realized that the scum might not be able to spit out, Wen Su finally sighed helplessly, and then said, "No one is chasing me." ”

Wen Ning, who had long since found out that there was no pursuer, also sighed, but didn't say anything to his young master, just asked, "Then shall we leave?"

Wen Su nodded, and asked again, "Did you buy it with Mantianxing?"

Wen Ning pointed to the five paper bags on the table.

Wen Su smiled with satisfaction: "Then let's go." Fortunately, the young master didn't let himself do anything strange, Wen Ning could ignore the somewhat strange eyes of the tea shed owner looking at him, picked up the "tea" and followed Wen Xun quickly.

"That's right. After walking some distance, before getting into the carriage, Wen Su turned back to Wen Ning and asked, "How much is this tea?"

Wen Ning said: "Tea is twenty wen a pack, and five packs are another twenty wen cheaper, so it is eighty wen." The young master drank two pennies for one bowl of tea, and two bowls for three cents. The young master has six bowls, I have one bowl, and we drank a total of seven bowls, which is eleven Wen. I gave him a tael of silver. ”

Wen Yun grabbed the carriage door with one hand, touched his chin with the other, and half of his body hung outside: "What is the exchange rate of silver and copper plates here?"

Wen Ning replied quickly: "The silver here is more valuable, and it can be exchanged for about 1,300 to 1,350 wen." ”

Wen Jun raised his eyebrows, and almost as soon as his words fell, he asked, "So, you gave him an extra 1,209 Wen, do you know that you gave him more than 13 times more?"

Wen Ning didn't remind him how much the handkerchiefs he threw away in order to drink a few sips of inferior tea were worth, but just looked at the young master who was swaying and could fall down at any time and replied: "I don't have a copper plate on me, only one or two pieces of silver and silver tickets." ”

Wen Su asked, "Do you have a tael of silver?" Give me a piece. ”

Wen Ning was stunned, and the acquaintance didn't ask him why he asked for silver, and felt a piece of it and put it on his hand that was about to reach his nose.

Wen Yun picked it up and weighed it twice, stuffed a corner of his mouth into the coachman's frightened gaze, bit off a small piece with a "cluck", and threw it back to Wen Ning: "I'll do it next time." ”

Wen Ning quickly caught the fingernail-sized piece of silver, but couldn't help but sigh, and then said to the coachman, "Let's go." He threw the stepping stone behind the carriage and got into the carriage as well.