Zhong Sheng asked the proprietress "Do you have a way to get out of the city?"

When the proprietress heard that it was someone from Xuanji Pavilion, she trembled with fright: "I don't have that ability, but I know that someone can think of going out of the city!"

Lotus Ye glared at her: "What a way to say it quickly!"

"You can't get out of the city until dark, you have to go with me, and everyone who goes out will have to give ten taels of silver!" said the proprietress timidly.

Zhong Sheng asked a little suspiciously, "Where is it, and how do you get out of the city?"

The proprietress lowered her head and looked at Zhong Sheng secretly: "There are people who make a living at the four city gates, I just brought people over, and they divided my money to make errands." ”

"Then I want your son to accompany us for a day today!I'll pay you back in the evening!" Zhong Sheng said lightly.

"I'll go with you, I'll go with you, I'm just such a son......" The proprietress cried anxiously.

Lotus Ye poked the chopsticks at her again: "Be quiet!" The proprietress covered her mouth and nodded.

"I won't let you run errands in vain, if you can get out of the city, the carriage will be given to you. Zhong Sheng felt that he couldn't go out with the carriage, so it was better to give him a favor.

"The guest officer is serious!" the proprietress wiped away her tears with joy, and a carriage could be sold for a hundred taels of silver.

"Really, as long as you cooperate with us honestly!" Zhong Sheng glanced at him and said: "No one pays for life, we will not kill people for no reason!"

The proprietress knelt on the ground and nodded: "Okay, good, as long as it doesn't harm my whole family's life, I will promise anything, and I will never make ......a noise."

"Let your son come to the room to play chess with me!" Zhong Sheng was worried that the proprietress was unreliable, so it was safer to take a hostage in his hands.

"My son is stupid, and I'm afraid that it will be bad if I offend a few people, so you can send me. The proprietress looked at Zhong Sheng with a flattering look.

Zhong Sheng showed a fierce look that he had never seen before: "If you dare to report the news, you will kill your whole family!" He can't take risks because of his soft-heartedness, he must be safe in everything, and there must be no negligence, otherwise not only will he not be able to take revenge, but he may not even be able to save his life, and even Lotus Ye will be a little afraid when he sees him.

The proprietress waved her hand again and again: "Don't dare...... Xuanji Pavilion even dares to kill the princes and emperors, and I dare not offend if I have the courage!"

Zhong Shengwei smiled: "It's good to know!" Even he didn't know that he would have such an expression at this moment, maybe he would have revealed the ruthlessness in his heart at the moment of crisis.

"My son doesn't know how to play chess! Besides, I don't have a chessboard in this store......" The proprietress didn't dare to look up when she saw Zhong Sheng's fierce appearance, and sometimes peeked at Zhong Sheng.

Zhong Sheng's eyes glared: "Then teach him to write, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and inkstone!"

"Yes, yes, my son is stupid and has not been to school for a few days, Mr. has to be a little patient to teach him, but don't be angry......" The proprietress looked at the chopsticks in the lotus leaf's hand after speaking.

Zhong Sheng scolded impatiently: "Hurry up and do it! Our conversation is not allowed to be mentioned to anyone, including your husband and son! Otherwise!" Lotus Ye cooperated with Zhong Sheng and poked the proprietress twice with chopsticks.

The proprietress got up and didn't even have time to shoot the ash on her clothes, so she rushed out, and as soon as she arrived in the lobby, she saw Yang Ye and the shopkeeper and his son eating and drinking at a table.

The proprietress smiled reluctantly: "Old man, you put away the dishes and chopsticks to wash, Fu'er go in and learn to write with the old gentleman!" The shopkeeper silently cleaned up the table, and went into the back kitchen to wash the dishes and chopsticks.

"Mother, I don't want to learn to write!" her son said with a displeased expression.

The proprietress raised her hand and was about to pinch his ear: "This father and mother will be old and absent in the future, you have to keep your own accounts, how to do business if you can't write!"

Yang Ye stopped her: "If you don't want to learn to write, let me teach him martial arts!"

Fu'er jumped up happily: "Okay, good, I want to learn kung fu when I was a child......"

Yang Ye picked up the chopsticks and shot at the door panel again: "My kung fu is a secret that is not passed on, let's go to the back room to learn." ”

Fu'er was stunned and said, "Master, master!", Yang Ye made a shushing gesture to him, and the proprietress was still trembling when she saw it, but she wanted to force a laugh.