Allow her to be pampered

Chi Rong hadn't left the poker table, but turned his head to look at it, so he couldn't really see the jockey's appearance.

In the middle of the yard, there is only one lamp covered with an enamel lampshade, and the light is flickering and flickering.

But seeing Chi Rong squinting his eyes and watching intently, Wu Qingzhi couldn't help asking: "Chi Rong, what happened to the horse, why did you keep staring at it?"

When Chi Rong heard this, her mouth was not big, but she quickly turned her head and only made a booing gesture.

Seeing this situation, Wu Qingzhi also turned around and looked away.

However, the atmosphere is still commonplace.

Under the lamp, I could barely see the jockey limping on one leg, assisting the guys to unload the goods, the black horse lay horizontally in the wooden cage, snorting one after another.

Chi Rong turned her head without saying a word, and pushed the cards with a clatter. Her movements were deliberately exaggerated, and the cards sounded extremely loud.

Wu Qingzhi looked at Chi Rong for a moment, but saw her pushing the cards and opening her mouth under the cover of the sound of the cards.

Chi Rong whispered, "He's not that jockey."

So in the gap of drawing cards, he stretched out two fingers again, and bent them all the way, imitating the posture of going out.

However, the action this time is different from that at noon.

"I taught you that jockey with a lame left leg, but this man with a lame right leg!"

Wu Qingzhi's eyes darkened.

They exchanged a glance very quickly, and Chi Rong understood, then leisurely turned sideways and picked up the teacup.

However, in just a split second, Chi Rong slammed the teacup onto the open space in front of the door with a snap!

Porcelain shattered, and the sound was very harsh.

As a result, when the lingering sound lingered around the beam, Chi Rong could be heard shouting in all directions in the courtyard: "Take this guy down for me!"

The fake jockey was guarding the side of the wooden cage.

His hand was always in his pocket, holding the dagger tightly, never letting go.

It's not that he was overly nervous, it's just that just now, as soon as he arrived at the west courtyard, he felt that his trip was dangerous.

After all, as soon as the gate was opened, his eyes swept back and forth into the courtyard, and in all his eyes, there were more than a dozen men with strong physiques and fleshy faces. If Jing Ke was alive, he would have trembled three times.

The second master of the Chi family is really not a person to provoke.

This yard is really comparable to that tiger's den and wolf's den!

This person was already tense, but this time, when Chi Rong yelled, as if frightened, he immediately drew his dagger and raised his knife to stab him.

Unexpectedly, a clerk from Chi's family behind him reacted quickly, once the young lady gave the order, she would have picked up the dog-beating stick by the door and greeted this person directly on the back knee.

But when he heard a muffled bang, the person fell heavily to his knees.

Chi Jifu stepped on the back of this man's hand again, and the dagger was also taken off his hand.

Seeing this, Chi Rong yelled as if he was watching the excitement: "There are assassins! There are assassins! Come, escort! Escort!"

With Chi Rong's appearance, he is not a white rabbit that usually trembles, but a little fox pretending to be a tiger.

In Wu Qingzhi's eyes, she was cute and cute, but in his heart, he felt a little scared.

If it hadn't been for Chi Rong's whim to bring the black horse back to Chi's west courtyard today, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

So, with a forced smile, he could only sigh slightly: "Chi Rong, I can't tell, you are really a coward."

Chi Rong said nothing, but glanced at him with a playful smile.

On the other side, Guy Chi took the hemp rope and tied him into a rice dumpling, and stuffed his mouth with a smelly sock before he gave up.

He also listened to the young lady's order, went to prep the black horse in the cage, sent it to the stable, added dry food, and really had enough for the man.

After rectifying together, Wu Qingzhi finally stepped forward to ask questions.

Chi Rong pulled over the guy with the dog-beating stick and stood by.

As soon as he stepped forward, Chi Rong involuntarily covered his mouth and nose: "Why did you stuff him with stinky socks?"

Chi Guy was trembling, and said excitedly: "It's written like this in the scriptures! You must never be soft-hearted when dealing with wicked people!"

Chi Rong gave an awkward laugh, and it was Fu's forehead, but seeing Wu Qingzhi's expression remained unchanged and his aura remained undiminished, he asked with a smile, "Is he from the Cao family?"

The man nodded apprehensively.

Wu Qingzhi's eyebrows were crooked, gentle as expected, but his thin lips were filled with cold words: "Boss Cao is making such a big fuss. The emperor has abdicated, why do you still think I am Ying Zheng and want to send you to assassinate Qin?"

He paused, his eyes darkened, and said again, "However, the emperor is gone, and the tricks of torture have always been passed down."

After finishing speaking, he could only smell a foul smell, it was the man who was so frightened that he lost control.

Wu Qingzhi frowned, and immediately retreated with Chi Rong in his arms.

Chi Guy said excitedly: "Uncle, do you want me to cut off his hand!"

Wu Qingzhi shook his head. He looked at the man, and then at Chi Rong's flickering almond eyes, thinking that he couldn't see the blood in public.

So I asked the clerk to fetch the paper, quickly wrote down a short message, put the pen down, folded it squarely, and handed it to the person.

"You just go back and send a message to your master, I won't embarrass you."

After finishing speaking, he ordered someone to untie him and throw him out of the yard.

That person helped the door and went away, he thought he was lucky enough to escape the pain of flesh and blood, but unexpectedly, as soon as he escaped, he was caught by a big hand, and he was dragged into the alley by the back of his collar.

Without waiting for him to fortify, a dog-beating stick hit his hand heavily.

Suddenly, a scream rang out in the alley.

"Uncle told me in private, and told me to teach you a lesson secretly, so as not to scare our lady."

Chi Guyji raised his head and chest, and kicked this person in the stomach again, "Get out of here!"

In the courtyard, Chi Rong was talking with Wu Qingzhi and his fellow Ji Ji, with a serious expression: "No one is allowed to tell about this tonight! If my second uncle asks, he will say that I bought a horse to play with, and I have no land. It’s time to put it away, so I’ll put it here for you! Remember it!”

"Miss, I'm afraid this is not very good..."

Chi Rong poked her waist, stared at her eyes and said, "What's the matter? Take advantage of people's short hands and eat others' short mouths. Which one of you didn't get his favor tonight!"

Before he finished speaking, he even poked Wu Qingzhi with his elbow.

With Wu Qingzhi's pestle beside Chi Rong, he couldn't help but laugh.

He was aware of Chi Rong's delicate and savage temperament, but he didn't expect that one day, he would be able to see her giving orders with his own eyes.

However, Chi Rong is still an eighteen-year-old girl after all, still childish, shouting at the top of her voice, but always has a sense of comedy.

Yu Wu Qingzhi smiled slightly, held Chi Rong's hand, and said in a low voice: "Forget it, don't make things difficult for everyone."

"But……"

"I didn't protect you enough," Wu Qingzhi interrupted her, and said solemnly, "If father-in-law and second master know about it, it is most appropriate to punish me."

"Chi Rong, let's go home."

Wu Qingzhi smiled.

After Chi Rong heard this, she could only purse her mouth, and lowered her little head.

In this way, we bid farewell to the west courtyard, got in the car again, and went back home.