Datang: Huchi served as a bodyguard, but refused to enter the court as an official

All of this was seen by 'Brother Qian'.

With a smirk, he stepped forward and hugged the little girl up.

"Tonight, I'm going to groom Miss Qing'er!"

Miss Qing'er screamed and struggled.

But with her small body, how can she be an opponent of grown men?

A look of despair appeared on his face.

"Durang"

'Brother Qian' carried her while walking to the second floor.

"There will be no Du Lang in the future, follow me, I will ensure that you are popular and spicy!"

Du Er Er couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed forward with a loud roar.

But was stopped by several people.

"If you want to redeem Miss Qing'er, how about some money?"

"Brother Qian and Miss Qing'er are a match made in heaven. In my opinion, today is a good time for wedding ceremony!"

There was also a poor second son Du, who whispered in his ear: "In the gold-selling cave, it is difficult to walk without money, and those with the surname Qian have money, let alone a Qingwan who sells his art but not his body, even the old bustard can be carried to the house." Go here, don't embarrass yourself anymore!"

Du Er Er went crazy and yelled.

But those who stopped him just wouldn't let him pass.

Gradually, he also despaired. He watched the girl he loved walking towards the room in someone else's arms, unable to do anything.

Others are right.

He is a pot helmet seller, how can he get his hands on the girl in Chunfeng Pavilion?

A toad wants to eat swan meat, just dreaming of spring and autumn dreams.

Not to mention redeeming Miss Qing'er, just the money spent at the gate of Chunfeng Pavilion is enough for him to save for several months.

The ancestors are prominent, that's the ancestors' business, and the descendants don't live up to it, and they deserve to be bullied.

"Younger"

Du's second son burst into tears, his heart was pierced like a knife.

"slow down"

At this time, a lazy voice came from a certain side of the second floor.

At the same time, two big men suddenly rushed out and directly pressed 'Brother Qian' to the ground.

'Brother Qian' struggled desperately, and shouted: "Blind your dog eyes, do you know who this young master is?!"

The two big men ignored him, one of them took out a rope and tied him up neatly.

Only then did people realize that in the corner of the second floor, a young man with a purple gold crown on his head and a simple long gown came out of the room.

Chai Lingwu looked at Brother Qian, and then at Du Erer below.

"what happened?"

Brother Qian is still scolding there!

Who is the father and who is the mother, there is nothing to hide from their mouths.

A dignified middle-aged man rushed out from behind Chai Lingwu.

He was extremely agile, he jumped up the stairs in a few steps, and with a light jump, he appeared in front of Brother Qian.

Snapped!

With a big mouth, Brother Qian was stunned instantly.

"Uncle!"

This middle-aged man is surprisingly the commander of the Baiqi Division, Qian Shi'an!

After Qian Shi'an finished pumping him, he turned around and bowed to Chai Lingwu.

"This dog is outspoken, don't be surprised"

Chai Lingwu waved his hand, "Don't forget what we agreed upon!"

Qian Shi'an nodded hastily, and immediately left Chunfeng Pavilion with "Brother Qian" in his hands.

The people below were dumbfounded.

Du Er Er's reaction was quick, he staggered to the bottom of the stairs, and fell to his knees.

"Thank you for your help, my lord, otherwise"

Before he could finish speaking, Chai Lingwu said: "Bah! Who the hell has time to talk to you?"

He hurried up to Miss Qing'er, and said with a smile on his face: "Miss Qing'er is not scared, is she? Next time that dog comes again, just tell me, see if I don't kill him!"

Qing'er actually knew Chai Lingwu, she collected herself, and slowly knelt down to salute.

"Thank you Mr. Chai"

There were still tears in the corners of her eyes, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Chai Lingwu laughed a few times and said, "It's just a trivial matter."

As he spoke, he turned his attention to Du's second child again.

His face instantly became extremely cold.

"You are Du Chi?"

Du Que was very conflicted.

See what Chai Lingwu means

Don't just chase away a wolf, but a tiger came again

But they saved Qing'er after all, and he paid respects to Chai Lingwu.

"Thank you, Mr. Chai, for saving your life. Du Kui is very grateful, and I would like to be smashed to pieces to repay him!"

Chai Lingwu didn't want to talk to him at first, but felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

He suddenly remembered again.

"Just now, did you ask Qian Tong about the notice?"

Du Que nodded hurriedly.

"Although the next family is poor and humble, but some knowledge has been passed down from the ancestors, it should meet the requirements of the master of the Liu family!"

Chai Lingwu rolled his eyes.

Of course he knew that Liu Bai was recruiting talents.

Maybe, if I hit my luck, I can bump into a suitable person.

"Come on, I'm going to ask you a few questions, if you can answer them all, you'll be settled in this lifetime!"

Chapter 471 How did you come across this kind of plot?

There is a very special private room on the second floor of Chunfeng Pavilion.

Compared with other places, the layout here is much simpler.

The biggest difference is that there is no show bed here

A simple tea table, a few chairs, and a piano stand by the wall, there is nothing else!

Du Que was very nervous, his legs were shaking, he was bent over like a big shrimp, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

The old bustard of Chunfeng Pavilion has always been proud and arrogant, and never looked at him directly.

In the past, even those rich men would be polite to her when they came.

There are rumors in the market that the old bustard has stalked the high officials of the court!

Du Kui had seen it with his own eyes, and the old bustard gave an order to throw out the young master of the Si family in Zhan City, Chang'an City!

That is the son of a sixth-rank official!

But now, the old bustard was standing outside the door, holding a tray, more nervous than she looked.

If he didn't know that the young man in front of him, who was several years younger than himself, was a 'Hou Ye', he would have run away long ago!

But up to now, Du Que still doesn't know who this person who calls himself Benhou is.

Chai Lingwu looked at Du Que's timid look, feeling a little disappointed.

"Miss Qing'er's piano skills are well-known in Chang'an City. I don't know how she fell in love with someone like you."

He pointed to the old bustard outside and said, "Come in!"

The old bustard rushed in, put the tray lightly on the table, laughed with him, and said, "Master, this is the ginseng tea made by the servant, it's just right to drink now!"

Chai Lingwu glanced at her, "Only you, are you worthy of calling me the Young Master?"

The old bustard picked up the ginseng tea and carefully placed it in front of Chai Lingwu, not daring to show any dissatisfaction on his face, but became more humble.

"What you say is what you say"

It is true that not everyone can call Chai Lingwu the young master.

At least someone with a certain status in the Liu family.

Although Chunfeng Pavilion was bought by Liu Bai, it was only used as a place to collect news.

The old bustard is nominally a member of the Liu family, but his status is about the same as that of other shop assistants.

In her life, she probably has no hope of rising to the managerial level.

Chai Lingwu took a sip of ginseng tea.

Not to mention, it tastes really good!

After drinking it, I feel warm all over, and the previous fatigue seems to have disappeared.

"Benhou asks you, what is the relationship between this guy and Miss Qing'er?"

The old bustard took a look at Miss Qing'er who was sitting behind the qin platform, adjusting the pipa, and said softly: "Master Hou, Qing'er, Mr. Du and Young Master Du are considered childhood sweethearts. Later, Miss Qing'er's family fell into trouble, so she fell into the It was in the hands of a child, and was bought by a slave."

She moved a little closer and lowered her voice, "Master Hou, if you want to, why don't you make arrangements for the evening?"

"Fuck your ass!"

Chai Lingwu stared, and the old bustard collapsed on the ground in fright.

Now, he sort of figured out what was going on.

The two children who were originally childhood sweethearts, one of them fell into poverty and were sold into a brothel.

A deeply rooted love, enduring the ridicule of others, and spending all the money earned from selling pot helmets in Chunfeng Pavilion, just to see the person in his heart.

"Fucking dog blood"

Chai Lingwu felt a chill.

How did I come across this kind of plot?

It's even more vulgar than those dramas about talented scholars and beautiful ladies written by Shangguanyi.

If it wasn't for Du Que's two brushes, Chai Lingwu really didn't want to care about them.

To him, snatching Miss Qing'er out is better than being so useless every day!

The big deal is death!

What's the point of being alive if you've become such a dog?

Otherwise, don't put garlic in the gold-selling cave every day, sell pots and helmets, and live a good life bit by bit, isn't it delicious?

He raised his chin at Du Chi, "Tell me, where did you learn all your abilities? I'm afraid not even the students of the academy can answer the few questions Benhou asked just now!"

When he first entered, Chai Lingwu asked Du Chi a few questions.

It is nothing more than a problem related to going to the Western Regions.