A Qi

This was the first time Qiuguan met his new master after Xinglin left, and he couldn't forget Xinglin's tragic death, and he didn't show Chen Qiubao much good looks on his face.

"Come here, comb my hair." Her tone was firm and uncompromising.

After hearing the order, Qiu Guan stepped forward, picked up the mahogany comb placed on the rosewood dressing table, and combed his loose black hair.Getting closer, the aroma in the nose became more intense, Qiu Guan couldn't tell what kind of spice it was, but when it was applied to this person, it was completely kitsch.Charming only accounts for three points, and vulgarity accounts for seven points.

Suddenly, Chen Qiubao grabbed his right hand by the side of his hair, Qiuguan was frightened, the comb in his hand fell to the ground suddenly, struggling to avoid, but his hand was held even tighter by the man.

"Young Master Die, let go of your servant!"

"You knew me before. It's obviously the first time I've spoken to you. Why are you so hostile in your eyes, little girl?" You spoke frivolously, but with a terrifying aura.

"My servant doesn't know Young Master Die! Please let go, Young Master!"

Chen Qiubao let go of that hand suddenly, and when he let go, he pushed it lightly, Qiuguan staggered to the ground, in a panicked posture.

Hiding the hatred in his eyes, Qiu Guan's face was quickly covered with

Laughing, "It's all my fault for the servant girl. I'm used to being a rough servant girl... I'm used to it. It's the first time I serve Young Master Die, and I'm a little nervous... Please don't bother me with the servant girl."

After all, he was still young, so when he said something against his will, he was unavoidably timid and nervous.

"As long as you serve me well, the food and drink will be indispensable in the future."

Qiu Guan could hear the meaning behind his words, especially the extremely long ending of the word "serve", coupled with the presumptuous and rude sizing of this person at this time, even a fool could see through his intentions.I finally realized that the despair and helplessness of Xinglin before his death made the hatred in his heart more and more intense, and it tended to rise continuously.

On the same day, Ah Qi followed his plan. He first went to find Chunrui and invited her to a remote place in the Changchun Courtyard.

Chunrui crossed her arms in front of her chest, her face was still domineering, "The sun really came out from the west today."

Ah Qi took out ten taels of silver from her sleeve and handed it to Chunrui, saying earnestly, "I want to ask you something."

Chunrui didn't pay much attention to the money, and snorted coldly, "It's just such a little money, and you still want to ask me to do something, you should rest."

"After finishing the business, I will leave the Changchun courtyard immediately, and I will never appear in front of you in the future."

These words had some effect, Chunrui rolled her eyeballs, her heart was visibly moved, her mouth softened, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Ah Qi said bluntly, "I would like to ask you to invite Mr. Qiu Die to a remote place under the guise of Mr. Ling. After the matter is completed, I will give you another 50 taels of silver."

Chunrui was dubious, wondering how much of what this turtle slave said was true and how much was false, but she couldn't stand the temptation of money and what he promised, and after thinking about it, she said, "Using the name of my son? One day you will be caught by the butterfly." If the young master sees through it, then I will be miserable."

"Don't worry. At that time, you only need to bluff to make mother think that he is going to escape. When he escapes and is caught, he will definitely be tortured to death. After all, it is not the first time he has escaped. Mother is tolerant Not a big measure."

"Where did he offend you?"

"Well, offended."

"Okay, I promise you, but I want 100 taels after it's done." Chunrui glanced at Ah Qi from the bottom up, and said sarcastically, "You have been with our young master Ling for more than a year, and he has given you a lot of money. Bar."

"Okay, 100 taels." Without the slightest hesitation.

The plan that Ah Qi spent half the night thinking about is actually full of loopholes, but that's all he can do now, if he doesn't get rid of this person, sooner or later he will harm Qiu Guan.Ah Qi suddenly remembered the frightened and pitiful look of this person when he first arrived at the Changchun Courtyard, and the heart-piercing cry of being caught and humiliated after escaping.In just one year, this man's youthful arrogance has already transformed into the current lewdness and debauchery.Perhaps, the Changchun Courtyard, where singing and singing every night, is actually a big dye vat, and he should get out of it as soon as possible.

The autumn wind is rustling, shaking off the dead leaves all over the ground, flying like butterflies.

Chunrui invited Chen Qiubao to a wilderness outside the city early in the morning. The mountains and plains were full of fiery maple forests. Chen Qiubao happily stood at the foot of the mountain, waiting for An Rong. I didn't expect to be met secretly by him in my lifetime, and I even found such a remote place.Thinking of the upcoming affair, my mood is like a new wave.

Ah Qi watched Chunrui lead the man away from the Changchun Courtyard with his own eyes, after about a stick of incense, and after the man had gone almost far, he went to inform the madam, every word was enraged, and he couldn't hide his anxiety.

"When did it happen!"

"Just...just now."

Aunt Mei immediately ordered Xia He, the maid next to her, to call Qiuguan over.

"Your son is gone, do you know?"

When Qiu Guan saw Ah Qi at the side, he frowned slightly. He always felt that this matter had something to do with him. When facing the madam, he just shook his head and said he didn't know.

"Ah Qi, go find a few more people and go find Qiu Die together. Even if you dig the ground, you have to bring them back to me."

Ah Qi cast a deep look at Qiu Guan for the last time, this little girl whom he has always regarded as her own sister, maybe this is her last look.Ah Qi didn't tell Qiu Guan about this, because she had her own considerations, if this matter were revealed, Qiu Guan would not be involved, she should live well.Where will I go after that?Let's go back to our hometown... and An Rong, this time we really got away...

In the evening, Chen Qiubao was brought back by a group of tortoise slaves. His hair was disheveled and his face was covered with bruises. There was a lot of commotion about this incident. Aunt Mei didn't even greet her in the front hall when she was in full swing. , but went directly to the woodshed in the backyard.

"You are tired of living these days!"

The majestic voice has the shrewdness of a middle-aged woman, which makes people shudder.

Chen Qiubao was so frightened that he trembled all over, and tremblingly said: "Yes...it's Chunrui! It's her! She sent me to the west of the city!"

Aunt Mei showed a ruthless face, staring at the person in front of her without turning her eyes, and told others, "Go and call Chunrui."

On the way Chunrui was brought to the woodshed, she had already gone through everything in her head to make sure everything was safe. She was like a mirror in her heart, knowing what to say and what not to say.

"Mom." Chunrui bowed her head, very respectful.

Aunt Mei scratched Dan Kou with her ten fingers, without raising her eyes, "I heard from Qiu Die that you told him to go to the west of the city." Her tone was gloomy.

Chunrui immediately showed a puzzled and aggrieved look, "Mom, in heaven, my servant never asked Mr. Die to go to the west of the city."

"That's what you said! You said your son asked me out!" Chen Qiubao was anxious.

Aunt Mei stopped the movements of her hands, put her fingertips in front of her mouth and blew, watching the two arguing with each other, she couldn't tell which was right and which was wrong, which was true and which was false, but this Chen Qiubao had a criminal record long ago As a lesson, maybe this time he deliberately wanted to escape.

When he was hesitating, Chunrui said, "My son has always been indifferent and doesn't care about world affairs, how could he ask you to go to such a far place. Mom, you have to find out clearly. If what the servant girl said is even half false, you will be punished." Throw slaves into tongue-pulling hell."

With such vicious words, the weight in Aunt Mei's heart has long been tilted towards Chunrui, and she thought for a moment, she couldn't keep her heart, it's better to send him to the underworld, so as not to cause trouble.

"Several of you, send him on his way."

The word "shanglu" is a code word that almost everyone understands. In the Changchun Academy, there are always seven or eight young men who go on the road every year, not to mention dozens.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone paused, only the roar of Chen Qiubao crying for his father and mother could be heard in the woodshed, Aunt Mei ignored him, and walked out of the dilapidated woodshed with her hips twisted and her waist swayed.

Chunrui glanced at Mr. Qiudie who was crying into tears, and she didn't feel much sympathy in her heart, she just prayed to him that after becoming a ghost, don't come looking for her, if you want to look for it, go to Ah Qi.Thinking of this, Chun Rui realized that Ah Qi was not here.Without thinking about where the man went, Chunrui left the firewood room directly, went to the kitchen to make a bowl of lotus seed osmanthus soup, and brought it to the second floor.

"Young Master Ling, drink some soup before going to sleep, you haven't eaten anything tonight."

"No appetite, let's go."

Chun Rui just wanted to go up to help An Rong undress, but An Rong waved her away, and Chun Rui stood aside silently with interest.

"What did mother call you to go over today?"

Chunrui obviously didn't expect Young Master Ling to ask her such a thing, she was at a loss for words for a moment, she didn't know where to start, and she didn't know whether she should tell the whole story, after all, this matter had a great connection with Ah Qi.

"No...it's nothing, it's just that Mr. Qiudie ran away and was caught again."

An Rong wasn't very interested in this matter, she just asked casually, "He ran away, why did mom call you over?"

Chunrui was so frightened that she couldn't speak clearly, "He...he said...that I invited him to a remote place...he was talking nonsense."

An Rong lowered his eyes, not in the mood to continue listening to her, and ordered in a deep voice, "You go down."

The door closed with a "squeak" and An Rong was lying on the soft fragrant couch. It was still early, but today, for some reason, he was always restless. He thought he was tired, but he was lying on the couch, Without any sleepiness, he opened his eyes and looked at the top of the bed, but that person was in his mind.That day he came to beg himself, but he rejected him harshly, I don't know what he was thinking...

Qiuguan heard about Chen Qiubao, heaved a sigh of relief, Xinglin's revenge was avenged, and soon, he was still immersed in joy just now, but he seemed to realize something in the blink of an eye, and rushed to the handyman's room where Ah Qi lived There was not even a crumpled quilt on the bed, it was all empty; she ran back to her room, and sure enough, the man left something for her, and there was a blue floral cloth bag next to her pillow.Unfold it, inside is a real 500 taels of silver.I'm afraid, Ah Qi has left all his wealth to himself... A great sorrow overflowed from his throat, and it all turned into a suppressed and hoarse cry, and he left...

The departure of an ordinary person did not cause much disturbance, and it was not until two days later that the people in the restaurant discovered that the turtle slave named Ah Qi had disappeared.My mother was filled with anger, but there was nothing she could do. She had been away for two days, and she couldn't find this person at all. Fortunately, the contract of sale of the turtle slave was not worth a lot of money.After that incident, Qiuguan was sent back to his original place, and continued to work as a low-level rough envoy.