Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

"I'm not your enemy, I'm the one who helps you." Xia Chu stared at him with sincere and gentle eyes.

"Help me?" Yin Zhi sat down with a sarcastic tone, picked up the wine glass, and drank it.

Xia Chu was not annoyed by the disdain in his eyes, tapped his index finger on the table, and said slowly: "Nine years ago in Hangzhou, the Ren family was also one of the most prestigious families. At the time of the crisis, the book boy who grew up with you pretended to be your corpse and sent you out of the house. You fled all the way, and you were displaced. You disguised yourself as a servant and entered the kitchen of the Prime Minister's Mansion, not just to poison the Prime Minister Du. What?"

With a "pop", the cup in Yinzhi's hand fell to the ground and smashed into pieces.

His face was full of disbelief, this was his secret, his own secret. It is impossible for anyone to know, how could this young man know?

"Master?"

Su Qianan heard the movement in the house and asked aloud.

"nothing."

Xia Chu reached out and lifted Yinzhi's chin, forcing him to look at him. Xia Chu's eyes had a sharp look, and he asked him word by word, "Ren Xuanzhe, is it enough to just poison Du Hanfei for your blood feud?"

"What can I do? I am alone, living in the world. Carrying a monstrous hatred, hiding the hatred of the earth. I also want to wash his blood, but I can't help it. Even poisoning, I couldn't find the opportunity. "Ren Xuanzhe roared in despair.

"I can help you, let him ruin his reputation and pay with blood."

Ren Xuanzhe's complexion was fickle, and since he received the letter, his mind continued to be shaken by waves.

Right now, this young man actually said that he wanted to avenge him. That is today's high-ranking Prime Minister Du with only one hand covering the sky.

He couldn't believe it, and he had to believe it. This man can actually know his secret. Perhaps, he really has the ability to avenge him. Now, he is alone and has a bad life, so what is there to be afraid of.

After thinking about it clearly, he settled down. Then, with a respectful attitude and a humble tone, he raised his hand and saluted and asked, "What can I do for the son?"

Xia Chu was very satisfied with how he was aware of current affairs.

"I rented a three-story shop, and handed over the first floor to Su Qian'an, the little brother outside."

Ren Xuanzhe nodded and waited for Xia Chu to continue.

"Give it to him to sell some weapon accessories, which is just a pretense. Give it to you on the second floor, and modify it according to your own preferences. I want you to sell news."

"Selling news?" Ren Xuanzhe asked with a frown, puzzled.

"Yes, selling news. The Ren family had a good relationship with most of the aristocratic families in Jiangsu and Zhejiang back then. Although you were young at that time, as the eldest son, you should know a lot about inheriting the family business in the future. Hidden in the Prime Minister's mansion. Presumably, the harvest is also quite rich."

Ren Xuanzhe understood everything Xia Chu meant, but he still had some doubts.

"I do know a lot of things. But, how to sell this news? Even if it can be sold, this world is huge, and there are always things I don't know, how should I deal with it?"

Xia Chu smiled, his bright face was like a ray of light, and Ren Xuanzhe couldn't open his eyes.

"I will let people know that you are selling news. Naturally, there will be people who want something, and I am afraid there will be an endless stream. However, we only sell news once a month. The news we sell must meet the Three conditions. First, silver taels must be enough. You can judge the weight of the news yourself. Let go of your courage and don’t dare to ask for money. Second, the other party needs to promise a promise and leave a token. With the token, the other party must fulfill the promise. These three, it must be a person who is destined. If you encounter something you don't know, come and ask me. "

Ren Xuanzhe listened to Xia Chu's vision, and he had already outlined the scene of wealth and power in his mind, and he was full of admiration. A lot of profits, but also a lot of benefits, with a token is not just rich. He didn't doubt Xia Chu's ability at all, after all, even he was so secretive. At the beginning of summer, you can know everything like the back of your hand.

"Sir, I have another question."

"You ask."

"There may be people in this world who can find out that my name is Ren Xuanzhe, but no one can know my words and quote them."

Xia Chu was a little dazed, and his face in the previous life overlapped with his. As if seeing the elegant son who raised a glass to invite the bright moon, he turned back and smiled at her, and said, "At the beginning of Xia, my name is Ren Xuanzhe. , I hope I can inherit a good family style. However, my whole family is gone..."

"Everyone who knows is dead. In this world, no one knows who it is."

Ren Xuanzhe knew that he would not say any more, so he stopped talking.

"Shian'an."

Xia Chu called Su Qian'an in, motioned him to sit down and eat together, and introduced the two of them to know each other.

"In the future, you will be good brothers upstairs and downstairs. You need to help each other and take care of each other."

The two nodded yes and drank together.

"After you go back, find a reason for yourself to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion tomorrow. After you leave, I will remove you. Go to the three-storey shop to find Qian An, and then remodel the second and third floors together. , on the third floor, help me hollow out the middle of the surrounding walls to make it more elegant..."

The two also said yes, Su Qianan poured a glass of wine for Xia Chu, and the two toasted at the same time.

After eating, Xia Chu let Ren Xuanzhe go first, and he and Su Qianan sat for a while before getting up and leaving.

After paying the bill, Su Qianan went out and saw Xia Chu waiting in the wind, and hurried over.

"It's cold at night, is the young master going back to the manor?"

Xia Chu's face after drinking wine was red and tender, as if he could squeeze out water.

He smiled brightly, making the surrounding lights dim.

"Go back to what mansion, I will take you to the brothel."

Xia Chu waved his hand and walked away in an arrogant manner.

As the two of them walked away from their backs, the windows of the private room of the Qiuzhai Qiuyi room were closed.

"Whose son is this?" The person who asked the question had a deep and heavy voice, his eyelids drooped, and his slender and graceful fingers held a wine glass and slowly shook it. The long eyelashes formed a nice arc on the angular face.

"Well, I really don't know that. It's strange that there is such a handsome son in the capital. With this appearance, after two years, the capital should have five big sons."

"Five sons?"

The man raised his head and couldn't help but let one breathe. His eyes were deep and distant, giving people a sense of oppression involuntarily.

"No, don't you know about the four princes of the capital? The fourth highness Xiao Yanjun, the seventh highness Xiao Zimu, Xu Wenlan is under Xu Wenlan, and the last one is you, King Mo Xiao Mubai." Xu Wenlan saw Xiao Mubai squinting after speaking. Those peach blossom eyes hurriedly coughed and said, "The rankings are in no particular order."

"In this mansion in the capital, is there a brother you don't know about?"

Xiao Mubai frowned slightly, thoughtfully. Xu Wenlan is the person who loves to make friends with talented people and beautiful women. Self-proclaimed suave and suave, he is everywhere. Not to mention the young masters and daughters who are familiar with the capital, at least they all know a little. He was just asking casually, but now he is a little interested.

"That's right, how can there be a brother I don't know about. Why don't you go wash his bottom?" Xu Wenlan approached her face and asked.

Xiao Mubai thought about it.

"No."

"Okay, then let's go to a brothel too? I heard that Yixianglou just changed its owner and found two stunning beauties to play the piano and sing songs..." Xu Wenlan's face got closer.

"Don't go." Xiao Mubai pushed Xu Wenlan's face away, full of disgust.

"Xiao Mubai, can't you?"

With a "whoosh", a chopstick rubbed Xu Wenlan's right face and inserted it into the wall behind him.

Xu Wenlan touched her face, then looked back at the chopsticks. Miaochen said: "I'm wrong, can't I do it..."