Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

The news of the cuju competition spread all over the capital, and the Imperial College was elated for several days, wishing to walk sideways when entering and leaving the school.

In the past, the students of Guozijian were not keen on going to the Cuju field to exercise their muscles and bones. Now that they have won the field in public, everyone has become obsessed with Cuju overnight, and they must be happy to kick a few kicks after class.

It wasn't the ball that was kicked, it was Jin Yiwei's face!

Even Aunt Xu, who was selling breakfast at the school gate, knew the news, and asked He Zhiyang with a smile, "I heard clearly that you beat the martial arts student next door in the Cuju competition?"

"Of course." He Zhiyang never learned to be modest, and when others mentioned it, he immediately beamed with joy: "Aunt Xu, we won in a crushing manner, and Jin Yiwei's face turned green on the spot."

Thinking of that scene, I couldn't help but want to laugh three times.

Aunt Xu didn't quite understand, but she laughed from ear to ear: "That's good, that's good, but they're all playmates from the school next door, so don't hurt your friendship."

He Zhiyang snorted and didn't answer.

Aunt Xu thought for a while and finally couldn't help asking: "Did Jin Yiwei, who rescued us that day, also go to the Cuju match? I haven't seen him for many days."

Like He Zhiyang, she warmed up the buns every day and waited for the boy to come over, but she never bumped into him once.

That person is very handsome, and he must have good results on the court.

Unexpectedly, He Zhiyang twitched the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "Of course he went, and he lost badly. I think he has no face to face others."

Aunt Xu was a bit surprised: "So there is still this matter... No wonder I haven't seen him for a few days... It doesn't hurt your face to fight between your children." After a pause, he continued: " This is a sugar stuffed bun for him, you, if you deliver it while it's hot, you're doing Aunt Xu a favor."

Aunt Xu thought very simply, it is common for young people to win or lose in the cuju competition, so how could it hurt their friendship?

That kid seemed to care about face-saving, and he must have felt uncomfortable when he was defeated miserably in public.

Let He Zhiyang walk around, and the atmosphere in the two schools will somewhat improve.

Who knows that He Zhiyang snorted: "I'm not going, he hasn't received this treatment yet."

If you want my young master to deliver the food in person, Qiao Yue is not qualified to be defeated by himself.

"You can go for Aunt Xu." Aunt Xu picked up the kraft paper bag filled with sugar stuffing: "This is also Aunt Xu's heart. He has helped me so much, and I have nothing to repay..."

He Zhiyang rubbed his chin, looked at Aunt Xu's earnest eyes, but couldn't say no.

In fact, it's nothing to send Qiao Yue some food, but before... After all, he sent a love letter to someone, and it was only ten days before and after. Once the Cuju game is over, he naturally wants to avoid suspicion in private.

Originally, he didn't really want to find Qiao Yue during this sensitive period, and he didn't want to disappoint Aunt Xu, so he could only bite the bullet and take the drawer of hot buns, and walked towards Jinyi Official School.

In the depths of winter, the door of Jinyiwei was ajar, and more than a dozen people stood upright and formed a circle, as if discussing the class.

He Zhiyang tiptoed over to eavesdrop, but just as he was lying on the door, there was a scream from inside.

He Zhiyang's hands were so frightened that he almost let the sugar stuffing go down the drain.

This... Jin Yiwei must be dealing with people again.

He didn't shy away from it at school... You said these people, why do they only think about things in the underworld every day!

He Zhiyang called out angrily: "Qiao Qianhu, you're so handsome!"

Qiao Yue turned around and saw He Zhiyang holding a kraft paper bag, standing angrily at the door looking around.

Standing neatly and arrogantly, it seems that his legs and feet are in good shape.

Qiao Yue strode up to him and pressed the corners of his lips: "This is not where you should come."

"Huh? Do you think the young master wants to come?" He Zhiyang raised his eyebrows, and stuffed the paper bag to him: "No, Aunt Xu entrusted me to bring the steamed stuffed bun for Mr. Qiao Dashan. It's stuffed with sugar. Eat it when you're tired of playing prestige." point."

The classroom door was not closed, and a group of people waited inside dumbfounded.

A few days ago, Qianhu ate buns stuffed with sugar. It turns out... this taste was brought by He Zhiyang?

Immediately there was booing.

In fact, after eating roasted meat together that time, the friendship between the two schools had improved visibly to the naked eye, but then there was another Cuju incident, and the relationship returned to freezing point, and the yin and yang strangeness was restored.

The next door loves to play, they are determined not to get involved!

They will definitely cast aside the favorite food next door!

However, they are magnificent!Why can't I resist this sugar stuffed bun!

He Zhiyang tiptoed to look inside, and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

Qiao Yue stretched out his arms to stop him: "Don't look, torture class."

"Ha, there are still classes like this?" He Zhiyang's scalp tingled when he heard it: "Did you hit someone just now?"

Qiao Yue said lightly: "Jin Yiwei is in charge of the prison, so naturally he has to practice strength so that he can act cautiously in the future."

He Zhiyang frowned, feeling unimaginable: "Then who is it for you to practice? He is too pitiful."

"A prisoner who was brought up from the Imperial Prison." Qiao Yue felt uncomfortably pricked by He Zhiyang's contemptuous eyes, and it was rare for him to explain: "He is a person who deserves to die, so what's so pitiful?"

He Zhiyang was more serious: "Oh? Dare I ask Qiao Qianhu, since he has entered the Imperial Prison, which law has he committed, and what punishment should he be given for his crime?"

Prison arrests have always had no rules to follow, and they do not follow the laws, and the methods of disposal are cruel and vicious, which has always been criticized by the world.

"What?" Qiao Yue felt impatient, and asked coldly, "Are you here to interrogate me?"

As soon as the words fell, there was another terrible wail from inside the door.

The wild grass around is desolate, and a bone-chilling chill oozes out.

He Zhiyang curled his lips, forget it, why are you talking nonsense with the tasteless court eagle dog.

"Qiao Qianhu, keep busy. Seeing that you have so many things to do every day, you must have no time to spend earlier, right?" He Zhiyang didn't want to talk to him, so he grabbed the kraft paper bag back with his hands: "This is specially left for you by Aunt Xu , She has been talking about it for several days. She also said that since you come early every day, you must not have the habit of eating breakfast. She regards you as a kind person who draws his sword to help, but you are here to kill the people?"

He Zhiyang didn't give Qiao Yue a chance to refute at all, as soon as he spoke with a small mouth, several big hats immediately covered Qiao Yue's head.

Qiao Yue raised his eyebrows and remained silent. He really had no position to refute these words.

He is Jin Yiwei, not to mention notorious, and he has nothing to do with kindness.

Just looking at He Zhiyang's angry appearance, it seems that he is very disappointed?

And Aunt Xu...wondering over whether he would have breakfast or not.

Except for his mother who died early, who ever thought about his porridge and meals?

He does "goodness" casually, but some people are deceived by him.

Qiao Yue stared at the back of He Zhiyang walking away, finally sighed, lightly hooked his fingers, and called a Jin Yiwei to give some instructions.

After school was over, Li Xiao patted his subordinate on the shoulder, and prepared to go to work together to collect money as agreed.

That Jin Yiwei was obviously a little embarrassed: "Qianhu told me this morning... this errand has been stopped..."

"Stop? Why stop?" Li Xiao immediately said coldly: "Is there any reason for Jin Yiwei not to eat the meat?"

His father is the deputy commander, only one level behind Qiao Yue's father.

He and Qiao Yue were in the Beijing school together, and they were almost inseparable.

Li Xiao also followed the rules with Qiao Yue on weekdays, and rarely argued.

It's just that a few days ago, after Qiao Yue made him keep his promise in public and kowtowed to the Imperial College to admit his mistakes, he became very dissatisfied with some of Qiao Yue's decisions, and always wanted to take the opportunity to provoke him to save face.

And Shouyueyin was already in Jin Yiwei's pocket, but now that he withdrew it, he couldn't stand it both public and private.

Jin Yiwei hesitated and said: "Qianhu has already spoken, and I don't want to disobey."

"So what if Qianhu speaks? Even if Nie Zhenfu knows about this matter, he will let us continue to collect the money!" Li Xiao said coldly: "Besides, this matter has been reported and the money will not be collected by then... Heh, he Qiao Yue Do you have money to fill it in?"

That Jin Yiwei lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Qianhu has a lot of things to do, so it's inevitable that he's going to mess things up. Don't we have to rely on us brothers to worry about him?" Li Xiao patted him on the shoulder: "Go! I'll go with you, avoiding people!"

People from both schools left in twos and threes, and Li Xiao led a few Jinyi guards, rushed out like wolves and tigers, lifted their feet and kicked, and the swaying booth fell to the ground immediately in the cold wind.

Li Xiao said coldly: "Jinyiwei collects monthly silver, ten taels of silver per booth, pay quickly!"

Ten taels of silver?

Those people looked at each other in blank dismay, confused and confused, these martial arts students usually didn't feel sorry for them, why did they suddenly change their sex now...

Aunt Xu boldly said tremblingly: "This official... official, my brother is on good terms with the Jin Yiwei in your school. The official just rescued me a few days ago. This... is this true?" Is there a misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding, I think you are the one who misunderstood!" Li Xiao smiled shortly: "Do you really know Jin Yiwei?"

"I know him!" Aunt Xu hurriedly said, "He also likes to come to my stall, he is very handsome..."

The sound of drawing a knife interrupted her speech suddenly, Li Xiao held the Xiuchun knife in his hand, a cold light flashed, Aunt Xu's booth was cut in half, Li Xiao smiled grimly: "You have never known Jin Yiwei, but you It's time to get to know each other now!"

Aunt Xu stood there blankly, her lips trembling, and she didn't make a sound for a long time.

Ten taels of silver! ?So what are they trying to do from dawn to dusk?

Bing Masi regards them as pariahs, but Jin Yiwei regards them as ants.

"We don't do this business anymore..." Someone finally woke up like a dream, left the stall and ran away: "We don't do this..."

At this moment, they just want to run far away from this group of human-eating hawks, so as not to be sucked out of their bones.

The glare of the knife pierced through the cold wind, piercing the path that the man was running towards, Li Xiao sneered: "Run! I'll see who of you dares to run! Who can run!"

Han Li's Xiuchun knife was inserted in the middle of the road, and there was a faint clang, and the legs of the street vendor who was trying to escape trembled, unable to take a step.

"Not only can't you run away! You have to be the same as before! Serve the Lord's food here day and night!" Li Xiao proudly said: "I've done the math, after you hand in the money, you will have three copper coins left over a day, enough for the whole family to eat! If it’s not enough, well, let’s talk!”

Li Xiao pulled out the knife stuck in the ground, and pointed at the gate of the Imperial College: "Behind this rich gate are the young masters of noble families, and they have silver in their hands, go ask them for it!"

The vendor trembled and couldn't speak a word.

Li Xiao was too lazy to talk, and raised his chin, signaling Jin Yiwei to do something.

The Jin Yiwei who followed him took up their sticks and immediately rushed forward. They were always fierce and merciless when they beat people up. In the cold wind, people could not stop crying and begging for mercy.

Li Xiao was unmoved by the mess behind him.

Their brocade clothes and health are in the mud, and all they can do is float and sink.

The fastest to be swallowed up by the quagmire is by no means the incompetent, but those who struggle to get out and try to find the blue sky.

He always thought that Qiao Qianhu understood this truth better than he did, but he never thought that Qiao Yue would be wrong after all.

Changing orders day and night, with kind thoughts in his heart, has no worries for others. For Jin Yiwei, this moment of hesitation is enough to be fatal.

At this time, at the entrance of the alley, Mr. Pan was wearing a hat and had been waiting silently for a long time.

He learned from the old/bust that Qiao Yuexu was in love with him, and after thinking about it for a few days, he decided to pursue this relationship.

Since Li Xiao is useless, he can only come here in person.

Today he washed and dressed early, and spent a lot of time drawing the most popular tear mole, which looks very pitiful.

He guessed that Qiao Yue's heart was most likely because of his appearance, and he even wore the clothes that he delivered the letter on purpose.

At the appointed time, I saw a person walking from afar.

Mr. Pan plucked up the courage to go forward, and shouted boldly: "Qiao Qianhu!"

Qiao Yue stopped, and indifferently glanced at the man in front of him covered by a hat. He was as tall as a mountain, unable to make any waves: "What's the matter?"

"This is not the first time the villain has come to look for Qianhu." Pan Jun calmed down, and gently lifted the misty veil, revealing a pair of affectionate eyes and a mole at the corner of the eye: "The villain once came to Jinyi Official Headmaster, hand over...the letter to Qianhu."

Qiao Yue understood already, and said coldly, "Oh?"

Mr. Pan: "..."

He originally thought that Qiao Yue would be disturbed when he heard about it, but the other party didn't even lift his eyelids, so he could only continue to say in a difficult way: "Little man... I have admired Mr. Qianhu for a long time. If Qianhu has time, Mr. Pan May you always be by your side.”

It turned out to be for business.

A sneer flashed deep in Qiao Yue's eyes: "The love letter was not written by you, why did you send it?"

Pan Jun lowered his eyes: "Yes... Mr. He came to Chunbo Tower to find us."

Qiao Yue snorted, "Do you recognize He Zhiyang?"

"I don't know." Pan Jun hurriedly said: "The villain didn't know the purpose of Mr. He's family from the beginning to the end. To Pan Jun, this is just a good opportunity to get close to Qianhu. The villain has admired Qianhu for a long time. ..."

"Dare to help others without knowing the purpose." Qiao Yue interrupted him coldly: "Is it wrong to say you are stupid?"

Pan Jun's face froze, and said: "...the villain admires Qianhu, but he just doesn't want to lose this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

He glanced at Qiao Yue, who was noncommittal, and summoned up his courage to say, "Mr. Pan has nothing else to ask for, but I really admire Qianhu... If Qianhu is free, you can come to Chunbo Tower to listen to Mr. Pan singing a cappella, or... the villain will follow." Qianhu can go elsewhere."

"Chunbo Tower." Qiao Yue muttered silently, raised his eyes and said, "You speak Beijing very well. You must have grown up in the capital, and you were confiscated because of your background?"

Pan Jun was stunned: "..."

He... he was spotted before he even started the plot! ?

"You can't hurt me." Qiao Yue narrowed his eyes, and said coldly when he walked past him: "I don't know who you are, rewards and punishments and dismissal are all court laws, I don't want to kill people outside the law, be honest in the capital, I save my life for you!"

His voice was neither soft nor heavy, but it contained a frightening coldness.

Pan Jun pursed her thin lips tightly, trying not to let tears fall.

why...

Why did he linger on for more than ten years, and finally got close to the Qiao family, but was seen through at a glance...

Why is this so...

In fact, it's not very advanced. For more than ten years, there are no more than two kinds of people who have actively contacted Qiao Yue. One wants to beg him, and the other wants to kill him. Mr. Pan has nothing to ask for him, so that can only be the second type. .

Qiao Yue's face remained the same, he went back to the mansion and finished his dinner as usual, and fell asleep soundly.

As far as he is concerned, this kind of people can't be killed or destroyed. As long as his Qiao family is still in charge of Jinyiwei, these people will be like grass on the plain, reborn every year.