Quick time travel villain breeding manual

Chapter 176 The Young Master Is So Proud (12)

Wanran came closer to me with great interest, shoulder to shoulder with me, squinted his eyes and said: "Why is the landlord so sure that Mr. Shangguan will pay ten times the price. Mr. Shangguan is called Mr. Young Master, Mr. Ji is not Mr. Ji. "

I was amazed at this girl's ability to see and understand, but still said without changing her face: "Then let me say, Shangguan Xia Jin, how about this? It's just a title, and you care about every detail in this kind of place." I stretched out my finger, Gently flicked Wanran's head.

She took a step back in pain, gritted her teeth and said, "Lord, you hurt my head, I ask you to pay for work-related injury, otherwise..." She stretched out her hand to cover her head, and said fiercely.

I curled my lips, hooked my fingers, and said calmly, "Then come here, and I'll show you if you really need to pay for work-related injuries."

Wan Ran was dazed when she heard the words, and happily trotted up to me, leaned forward, and pointed her finger at her forehead.

I flicked Wanran's head again unhurriedly, and asked, "If you run over more slowly, even the red marks will disappear. Instead of eating pomegranates in my room when you have time, why don't you hurry up and entrust the task to me?" Give the book to Shangguan Xia Jin, if he is willing to pay ten times the price, we will violate Ji Ye's commission."

Although Wanran is a bit greedy, she is still extremely reliable in terms of tasks. For a moment, she forgot that I flicked her head twice, and hurried out of the room with the unfinished pomegranates on the table.

The warm and warm sunlight fell on the leaves outside the window, and the window screen swirled leisurely in the cold wind. I walked to the window, took a breath of hot air, and gently closed my eyes.

Even if I'm not by Young Master's side, I'm still his bodyguard.

Protect him wherever he is.

This is his reward for saving me and giving me a shelter.

The business of the dead building is getting bigger and bigger, and sometimes it even involves the first-rank ministers of the court, and sometimes, it is the enmity of some families who seek wealth and death, but people in the world, they prefer to use their lives to revenge .

Sometimes, knowing that the assassination is bound to be a failure, the client still asks Silou to send an assassin to assassinate.

Individual clients even made long-term assassination plans in the dead building. In these plans, in order to reduce casualties, the dead building would choose to throw some powerful smoke bombs, flash bombs and other weapons at will, and retreat after throwing them. Never fight with real swords.This can be regarded as taking care of the client's face.

Even if they can't kill the target, they still feel very aggrieved.

This kind of shameless and unscrupulous behavior style has greatly improved the reputation of the dead building in the Jianghu. There are even more ugly ones called demons...

When I learned about this from Ziyue, the lord of the fifteenth floor, I was in a bad mood. Even the titles of Demon Emperor and Demon King sound better than Demon Head and Demon Man. These people have nicknames. Do you not consider the feelings of the parties involved?

Because I live in seclusion and never leave the dead building.The editor of Jianghu Gossip Daily also took the opportunity to describe me as a hideous, ugly, unhygienic woman dressed in old-fashioned clothes.

Ever since I crushed their goddess, Ziyi Chonghua into blood, I have been classified as a heinous murderer.

Seven days later, the Shangguan family sent a reply, agreeing to our request of ten times the asking price, which is 30 taels of silver. With this money, all the members of the dead building can take a long vacation for one year.

After all, this was a huge sum of money, so the Shangguan family asked for a face-to-face transaction, paying a deposit of 3 taels first, and paying the remaining amount when the Ji family was destroyed.

This is a profitable assassination operation, and there is no need to deal with the aftermath.

Among the seven great aristocratic families, the power of the Ji family belongs to the weakest line. I don't know if the Ji family, who is a divination family, has anticipated this disaster by relying on their tortoise shells and stones.

Once the Ji family is destroyed, the new emperor Gu Suzheng will definitely be overjoyed, and the government will not be strong in investigating this matter.

These are also the Seven Great Aristocratic Families who have been hiding behind the dead building, enjoying the many conveniences that the dead building has brought them, but they can't even do a little bit of basic mutual honesty as partners.

But there is still something that worries me, that is, the young master will come to discuss this business in person.It is extremely unfortunate that we don't even have a single person who can handle it. At this time, I can only drive the ducks to the shelves, and I aim the gun at Yangzhou.

As a master doctor in the dead building, Yang Zhou is still a decent person when he is not talking.The problem lies in this place, if you meet an old and cunning guy like Young Master, if you don't speak, you may be slaughtered.

My son and I have met several times in the dead building, the first time he watched the life-and-death battle between me and Ziyi Chonghua behind the scenes, the second time he came to see me once when I was seriously ill and recuperating, It wasn't that I was cutting people, or I was being chopped. It's better not to remember such bloody and violent things.

And I don't want to meet him, there is another reason, that is, I am afraid that I will follow him.

As one of his bodyguards, the experience of accompanying him to do business everywhere may be the happiest thing I have ever encountered in my life.

For this reason, I only put forward one guiding opinion for Yangzhou, that is, when encountering a situation where you need to bargain, you will frown, pretend to be unhappy, shake your head and refuse, and when encountering a situation that is profitable on the surface, but somewhat unreasonable In the actual situation, I still shake my head and refuse. When encountering obvious good things, I still shake my head and refuse. I must not give in on the silver issue, and I must not believe what the young master said, discount.

After Yang Zhou listened to my guidance, he immediately fell in admiration for me, and almost knelt down to me on the spot. He is the kind of customer who is often slaughtered, let alone an old and cunning businessman like Young Master, but now he I feel that I am omnipotent, and I have been immune to all the tricks of profiteers.

It's sad to think about it, a killer organization like ours does head-hunting, a lucrative business, but now it's worried about being slaughtered by another profiteer.

The day the young master came to the death building, he took a special passage. I didn't go to see him, but his every move was reported to me by people hiding in the dark. It is really not easy to get the 30 taels .

As long as he reveals that he is the person behind the dead building and directly issues orders, the current situation can be solved without any waste. But he chose to use money to solve the problem, which also helped me a lot. If there is another internal fight, it has to be resolved in this way, giving money and working.

When it comes to winter, I am afraid of the cold, squatting on the ground wrapped in a quilt, and the stove next to it is burning with silver charcoal fire, which has no smell of smoke and is extremely resistant to burning. The whole room is warm and harmonious. I am greedy for this warmth. , sitting by the stove, dealing with the accounts in the dead building as usual, as well as the application for funds in winter.

In winter, the killer business will become a bit difficult to do, the travel cost will increase, the accommodation cost will increase, and the kill target will wear more clothes. A collar, such as a big padded jacket, such as a three-day rest, such as a sharper crossbow with a longer range.

I originally thought that under my guidance, Yang Zhou would be able to get out of the son's tricks and successfully get 30 taels of silver, but the reality is that I was too naive...

Yang Zhou knocked on the door with a brisk voice, "Master, I have brought a distinguished guest."

I didn't turn my head for a moment, the phrase "who did you bring here" at the corner of my mouth, before I could ask this sentence, the door was pushed open by Yangzhou.

A man wearing a white hat is the son.

There seemed to be fireworks exploding in my ears, with a bang, my heart was full of joy, and then there was a darker silence.

I hurriedly stood up, and kicked the quilt that was just wrapped around me away, my voice barely maintained calm, but the fingers hidden under the sleeves kept trembling involuntarily.

"Sir Shangguan?"

He was wearing a white fox fur, tied with a blue gemstone ribbon, and the white fox fur surrounded his fair face. Even though it was hidden behind the white gauze, I could still recall what a beautiful face it was.

In his white and slender hands, he carried an oiled paper bag, pulling him back from the realm of heaven and man to the world.

He laughed softly, "Lord Qianfan."

I was slightly dazed, but Yang Zhou was even more dazed than me at this time.

Yang Zhou looked between me and the young master, and he came back to his senses after a while, and said: "Lord, Mr. Shangguan, do you know each other?"

I nodded, with compassion in my eyes, I said softly: "Qianfan, you go out first, I will talk to Mr. Shangguan about the next thing."

Hearing this, Yang Zhou clenched his fingers and slowly left the room.

Undoubtedly, Yang Zhou, the Erha, was abducted by the young master a lot, even to the point of bringing him in front of me. I shouldn't have expected Yang Zhou to be able to beat a scheming person like the young master. After all, in the eyes of the young master, his IQ may be lower than mine. Thinking of this, I feel sad for Yang Zhou.

After the door was closed, I bent down and packed up the ledgers on the floor, and threw the warm quilt on the bed.

The young master took off the bamboo hat on his head, untied the white fox fur on his body, and hung it on the hanger.

When he untied the greased paper bag in an orderly manner and put the pastries inside on the plate, I also cleaned up the messy things on the ground. Needless to say, we can understand each other and have a good understanding.

I just walked to the table and reached for the pastry on the plate. Before I could reach it, I was knocked on my hand by a jade bone fan. It hurts.

"Before eating, wash your hands first." The son said with a hint of reproach in his voice, and handed me a snow-white silk handkerchief.

I had no choice but to reflexively obey the young master's words, took the handkerchief, wiped my hands carefully, and handed back the handkerchief.

Snow-white and soft sweet-scented osmanthus cake, crystal-clear ice-skinned mung bean cake, soft-colored purple potato cake, and fragrant peach blossom cake. The production process of each piece of cake is very complicated. If you want to take a big bite, but you are reluctant to eat a lot, the wonderful aroma of plants and flour fills the whole room, and the sweetness in your mouth is very satisfying.

At this time, we tacitly kept silent about this trip, maybe he just came here to deliver a pastry for me.

After I finished eating to my heart's content, the young master didn't mention the discount on the 30 taels, but instead, I became suspicious.

"My lord, didn't you come here this time to assassinate Ji Ye?" I looked into the lord's eyes and asked in a low voice.

There was a smile on his thin lips, and his voice was low, "I just came to see you."

My heart shrank suddenly, and I was at a loss for what to do. I tried to pour myself a cup of tea, but the teapot was already empty, and there was no more tea. I feel that I have a thousand words, but they only stop at the corners of my lips and remain in my heart.

"Hmm." I said softly.

Although the young master is old, treacherous and cunning, he has done everything possible and is scheming, he has deceived many people, but he has never deceived me.

He reached out and took the white hat on the table, his dark and slender eyelashes moved, his dark eyes were like an abyss, cold and unfathomable, he said: "I'm leaving, Qianfan."

I also stood up and blurted out, "Don't go!"

Don't go, son.

"Don't you want me to go? Or do you want to see me off. Qianfan."

There were sporadic lights shining in his eyes, and his brows and eyes softened. The entire sea of ​​stars was hidden in his eyes. In his eyes, there were two me, hesitating, wavering, and at a loss.

I lowered my head, stopped looking into the young master's eyes, clenched my fists, and said words that I didn't want, "I'll send you away, young master." I have no position and no right to let him stay.

Between me and him, it's just drifting away.

The light in his eyes dimmed, as if the light just now was just my illusion.

"It's good for Qian Fan to be the landlord of the Zhengrong Pavilion. In time, maybe he will be able to create a climate in the court and the public, and in the rivers and lakes. At that time, no matter what Qian Fan wants to do, it will be a matter of course. It's just that the brilliance is too bright now, which will lead to disaster. "The young master said calmly, put on the bamboo hat and put on the fox fur.

I clenched my fists, trembling slightly, and asked, "Young master, will you help me? You also know that my identity belongs to the former emperor Yunrong, right?" The words hidden in my heart were finally spoken. When I came out, a stone that weighed on my heart finally fell. No matter what the son's answer is, this question will no longer be a burden for me.

The young master approached me, and held my tightly clenched hand with a well-articulated hand. His voice sounded like a demon from hell, "As Qianfan's young master, I will naturally help Qianfan. But Qianfan, I am a mercenary businessman." .Do you want me to stay, or send me away."

As soon as I raised my head, the bridge of my nose touched the white gauze on the young master’s hat. It was a bit itchy. I reached out and lifted the white gauze, like a bride’s hijab, and said slowly in a trembling voice: “Stay here, young master.” .”

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