Chapter 7: The Man in the Picture

Hao Zhi looked at the flattering old face of the shopkeeper and was bored for a while. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Syllable!

As soon as he slapped the wooden table, Hao Zhi's eyebrows raised and he scolded: "Be bold and make a fool of the people, seeing that the official actually only thinks about yellow and white things, it is really a good order!"

Hao Zhi's eyes shot a cold light, and he pointed at the shopkeeper: "Only businessmen are cheap! businessmen are profit-heavy and have no respect for their own officials, if it weren't for me as Ying Tianfu's parent official, I would have arrested you a long time ago!"

As soon as the shopkeeper saw Hao Zhi angry, he immediately became angry, cowered, trembling under the authority of the famous official, and didn't dare to look at Hao Zhi again.

Looking at the shopkeeper's frightened look, Hao Zhi nodded with satisfaction, and then took out a stack of silver tickets in his arms.

This guy actually carried a few thousand taels of silver tickets with him, and pulled out a few unhurriedly, and the shopkeeper watched the movements in Hao Zhi's hand.

Hao Zhi took out five silver tickets with a face value of one hundred, thought about it, took back three more with some pain, and was ready to give the remaining two hundred taels to the shopkeeper, but when it came to the end, he made a temporary decision, and finally took out fifty taels of silver tickets and gave them to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper stared at the silver ticket in Hao Zhi's hand, and at first he was happy when he saw that there were thousands of taels, and then Lord Hao only took out five hundred taels, and his heart sank suddenly, but he was still a little happy, to his surprise, he didn't expect that in the end, the parent official only gave fifty taels.

The shopkeeper's heart rose and fell, watching the movements of Lord Hao's hands, and finally handed him only the poor fifty taels of silver tickets.

Looking at Hao Zhi's painful expression, the shopkeeper was speechless, and finally began to take it.

"You wait, I'll call a special painter, and you first carefully remember what the person looks like. Hao Zhi was still thinking about the fifty taels in his heart, and said listlessly.

"Wait. The shopkeeper took the fifty taels of silver tickets into his arms and said, "My lord, in fact, I also know a little about Danqing, so I don't need to trouble you anymore, I still remember that person, and I can make a portrait of that person now." ”

Hao Zhidao: "Okay, there is also paper and pen here, you can start now." ”

Without looking at the shopkeeper again, Hao Zhi and the bookseller Qi talked, intentionally or unintentionally inquiring about Shu Jiayou's preferences.

Hao Zhi's behavior made the bookseller Qi a little disdainful, and he actually felt heartache because he was only fifty taels, and now in order to please his father, who holds the power of the six doors, he did not hesitate to be a second-class member of the company, and he curried himself in a low voice.

Bookseller Qi has his own pride, as a young talent of Dahao, his father holds great power, negotiating on behalf of the government and the major forces in the rivers and lakes, and even the abbot of Shaolin Temple has to welcome him kindly.

What's more, his martial arts now should not be underestimated, the nine-rank martial artist road before the grandmaster, he has now entered the governor, and when he opens the entrance of life and death, Xiao Zhou Tian and Da Zhou Tian are interrelated, and he can step into the realm of fingers.

Thinking of this, Bookseller Qi couldn't help but feel depressed in his heart, thinking of the person who had been pressing on his head, the young man he had always been the enemy of his life.

At this time, Hao Zhi was still complaining: "Master Shu, in fact, I also have my suffering, eight years ago, in response to the great drought in Tianfu, it happened that all the provinces in the south of the Yangtze River were also seriously affected, and the people in various places were coerced, and once hit the government and smashed the food of the wealthy people. ”

"At that time, I Hao Zhi was under the emperor's order, and I came to Yingtianfu without fear of hardship, and in eight years, although I dare not say how much merit I have done, how well I will govern Yingtianfu, but there is still a lot of hard work. ”

Hao Zhi patted his chest and said: "At least now, the people of Yingtianfu can live, this Qingyun City was not a prosperous place, but now it has replaced Jiangning and become the capital of Yingtianfu." Every year, as long as the imperial court asks for grain, I won't say a word to Tianfu, and I will squeeze it out through gritted teeth!"

Looking at Hao Zhi's righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, Bookseller Qi was indescribably disgusting, who didn't know Hao Zhi's reputation in Ying Tianfu, just the thousands of taels of silver he carried with him just now, was he an incorruptible minister?

He couldn't understand why such a big corrupt official, who knew it at a glance, could govern Ying Tianfu so well, and why could he still be trusted by the emperor?

Looking at the shopkeeper's serious painting, the bookseller Qi felt inexplicably depressed in his heart, but he didn't want to say anything, after all, the supreme governor here was Hao Zhi, who was a lot bigger than himself.

The killing of Su Bingnan this time should have been foolproof, when he was ordered by his father to lead a gold medal head catcher, five silver medal head catchers, and seven thousand households under Su Bingnan's sworn opponent in Jinyiwei.

At that time, it was Su Bingnan who led these people to investigate the remnants of the Qinglian Sect, and Su Bingnan obviously thought too highly of himself and didn't think that there was much problem with these people.

When he came to Qingyun City in Yingtianfu, Su Bingnan's mood was a little wrong that night. Bookseller Qi couldn't help but sigh in his heart that his father Shu Jiayou's methods grasped people's hearts so accurately.

Back then, Su Bingnan betrayed the 3,000 men and horses of Heifeng Village in Qingyun City in exchange for his own good future.

But he is not a conscience, and he must be very depressed in his heart, even more so after coming to Qingyun City.

That night, their group originally wanted to poison Su Bingnan's wine, but it was rumored that Su Bingnan had a special physique, except for a few extremely rare poisons, all poisons were inviolable.

So when Su Bingnan was drunk and was about to drink a jar of wine again, everyone started together.

Thinking of this, the bookseller Qi couldn't help but touch the sword he was carrying at his waist, and his father handed him the sword with his own hands before leaving.

It was this sword, stabbed out with a sword, cutting a hole in Su Bingnan's neck.

But the bookseller Qi didn't expect that the three silver medal catchers, one gold medal catcher, and five thousand households who died couldn't have imagined that this must-kill sneak attack was actually escaped by Su Bingnan.

At that time, the bookseller Qi didn't want to recall the slightest bit, he Su Bingnan was just a snap of his fingers, how could he not die in that situation?

A total of 100 people were ambushed, 50 bows and crossbows, and 14 good hands flashed their swords at the same time, but they were actually escaped by Su Bingnan!

At that time, Su Bingnan was obviously defenseless, and he would never have imagined that his companion would make a move without warning; at that time, Su Bingnan was obviously full of worries, and he was drunk and didn't want to be sober.

Even his beloved "Nameless" was in tatters, and even all around him were blocked, how could he have the confidence to work so hard? How could he not be affected by the fatal wound on his neck, countless scars all over his body, and his swordsmanship was still so accurate.

Fortunately, his father made more preparations, and he had already secretly contacted Hao Zhi to trap him alive in Qingyun City.

Bookseller Qi closed his eyes and didn't dare to imagine it anymore. The gore of that night would appear in his nightmares every night, waking him up again and again.

Even if he hated Su Bingnan in his heart, he had to admit that he was extremely talented, knew how to slap horses, and won the trust of the saint. Even his father, who had been firmly in control of the six doors for more than ten years, did not dare to take the edge lightly.

Not only that, but this son has also laid a foundation in Jinyiwei, and now he holds great power in Jinyiwei and serves as a commander, which makes the two commanders jealous.

Even the commander of the Jinyi Guard, the fifth Nanshan, who ranked tenth on the Tianji List, also had a murderous intention, and even secretly contributed to this operation, sending seven thousand households.

Thinking of this, the bookseller Qi couldn't help but smile proudly, Su Bingnan was domineering, Mu Xiu was in the forest, I don't know how many people were jealous of him, even if he was lucky not to die this time, there would be countless opportunities to kill him in the future.

Hao Zhi was originally spitting and splashing stars, and he was close to the bookseller, but when he saw the other party's eyes, he obviously didn't listen.

Even if everything he did was pretended, he couldn't help but feel bored, changed the topic, and said, "That...... What kind of shopkeeper, have you drawn it well?

After urging several times, he couldn't hear an answer, which made the anger in Hao Zhi's heart rise instantly, and he strode over to the shopkeeper to see what he had drawn.

But as soon as Hao Zhi came into contact with that portrait, he immediately stood still and stayed there.

The painting depicts a handsome boy, dressed in a green shirt and tied with a hemp rope around his waist, looking casual and casual.

The figure in the painting is slender and spotless, although the whole person seems to be casual and indulgent, but the back is as straight as a sword, and the whole body seems to contain great strength. In particular, those narrow eyes, like an endless starry sky, or an invisible sea, are convincing.

The person in the painting is holding an ordinary sword in his right hand, but Hao Zhi can feel the power of that hand, although the sword is ordinary, the power in it makes people tremble, as if anyone who dares to block this sword will turn into ashes.

The person in the painting is clearly a young strong man, definitely not the young man the shopkeeper said!

Hao Zhi raised his head suddenly, and looked at the shopkeeper, but saw a person who made him tremble.

Where is the shopkeeper, this person is clearly the son on the painting!

The bookseller Qi also noticed the strange silence around him, his thoughts returned, and he looked up at Hao Zhi and them.

"You ......" Bookseller Qi was immediately speechless with fright.

"Su Bingnan!"