[Through the book] The host always wants to hate the system

Silence.

Deathly silence.

Li Qi looked at him with a lot of anger in his eyes, what is hidden deep in those eyes?

Yan Qing didn't have time to find out why, but she listened to Li Qi and said: "This king is very curious, what kind of woman can be preserved only if the pavilion master destroys her face."

ha?

Yan was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered what Hu Qin had said in the daytime.

But why is he still a little guilty?

"My lord is not here today to ask about my personal affairs, right?"

"If you are someone else, then it really has nothing to do with me." Li Qi took off the bone on his head, played with it, and inserted it between Yan Qing's hair, saying: "You are Yan Qing."

He didn't talk much when he got up to go out. The gust of wind when he opened the door made his heart tremble, but he listened to the man's words: "This king is not a person who likes to talk empty words. Please remember, Pavilion Master, no one will dare to talk to you in the future." Hurt you, including yourself."

After leaving the door, the room became deserted again. He could guess that Li Qi would ask Huai Yu to investigate everything about him. Fortunately, the medicine dregs had been destroyed, so he would never know that the poison on his face was also from his own hands.

If he doesn't recognize Yan Qing's identity, no one can say that he is, but Li Qi's words...

What's with him?

There seemed to be such a sudden touch in her heart, but Yan Qing didn't know why it happened.

No answer overnight.

When he woke up the next day, he could see the dark circles under his eyes through the bruises all over his face, Yan Qing shook his head and ate breakfast in a hurry, Xu Jin rushed over angrily, picked up a pastry, and took a big bite like discouraged.

"Why do you look like a starving ghost?"

Listening to Yan Qing's teasing, Xu Jin slapped the table with his hand and said, "That dog guard of King Yi, he... he took advantage of me!"

After saying that, the pastry in his hand seemed to be regarded as Huaiyu by him, and it was crushed to pieces.

Yan Qing looked at the messy table and waited for the next article, Xu Jin was angry for a long time and ran away sullenly.

"What's going on here?"

Yan Qing just thought it was a little funny.

"I heard from my servant that someone came to the kitchen to steal food yesterday, and happened to catch a thief, who called himself Huan Shenxing."

Yan Qing turned around, and it turned out that it was Ah Liang, the chef of Fengfeng Pavilion, who was speaking.

"Be cautious in your words and deeds," Yan Qing savored the name carefully, and then clicked his tongue twice.

……

At about three o'clock, the servant hurried over and asked Yan Qing to go to the flower hall to have a look, saying that yesterday the ancestor brought several boxes of gold, silver and jewels and smashed half of the flower hall.

Yan Qingzheng was surprised that he had clearly rejected Liu Lu, and his servants reported again: "They said that I, Fengyu Pavilion, sent false information."

"When?"

Yan Qing put down the dossier in his hand, he has always guarded the business dealings of Fengfeng Pavilion, when did he send the information to Liu Lu?

Just as he was thinking about it, Xu Jin knocked on the door and came in with a serious expression: "Pavilion Master, I just found out that there is a floor in Fengming City selling news in the name of Fengyu Pavilion, and the sender of the news was cut off... and it is hanging in front of my Fengyu Pavilion door. "

"Who did it?"

"The government of the town."

Huo is the government of the town.

"Let someone clean up the front of the door first. If the informant is a member of my cabinet, he will follow the rules of the cabinet. If he is not, he will be sent to the Yamen."

"Yes……"

Xu Jin seemed to have something to say, but he heard the sharp and piercing female voice: "Tell your pavilion masters to come out and see me!"

The boy's expression changed, and the man who was turning his head had already arrived in the courtyard with his servants, Yan Qing looked at the commotion outside, and said shallowly: "Send it away, don't get hurt."

Xu Jin said yes respectfully, and secretly thought that this woman was dead or alive.

The Fengfeng Pavilion's foothold in Fengming City has never been achieved by buying and selling information in these years.

There are eighteen disciples in Fengyu Pavilion, some are good at planning, some are good at tricks, and some are good at watching people's hearts. Among them, four of them are the best in martial arts, but they are obedient to Yan Qing.