I can summon master Qin Shi

Chapter 17
Both sides are sizing up each other, in fact, the identities of both sides are also very obvious on the surface, one is the young master, and the other is an ordinary Jianghu person, at most a disciple of the sect.

Zhong Ping was wearing a pale yellow brocade robe with a jade belt around his waist. He was eight feet tall, with a well-defined face and a straight nose. Destroyed.

Zhao Feiyang was wearing an ink black loose robe, with the skirt parted in two, revealing his strong chest. The black hair at the back of his head was bound by a red ribbon, and the black hair was scattered in front of his forehead. Coupled with the phoenix-eyed sword eyebrows, the edges and corners were sharp and flawless. On his face, he looked very handsome, unrestrained and unrestrained.

Zhong Ping's appearance is far beyond the mark, even the most handsome among these young masters, if a person's appearance can score a maximum of 95 points, Zhao Feiyang's appearance is around [-] points.

People who are too handsome are easy to be jealous, presumably book friends often have such troubles.

No, there are a few sons who are upset with the handsome Zhao Feiyang.

"Next to Zhong Ping, thank you brother for your righteous action." Zhong Ping suppressed the unconscious smile on his face, bowed his hands and said seriously.

"It's nothing more than a little effort, Mr. Zhong has a kind heart, and he can't hurt the mother and daughter without me, Zhao Feiyang." Zhao Feiyang smiled faintly, bowed his hands in return, and said neither humble nor overbearing.

"It turned out to be Brother Zhao. Please wait a moment, Brother Zhao. I'll talk about it after I've dealt with the matter."

The corner of Zhao Feiyang's mouth twitched slightly, he was quite thick-skinned, he was called a brother and brother when they first met, so familiar?

Then he made a gesture of letting go, signaling Zhong Ping to leave it alone.

"Auntie, I'm sorry for frightening your mother and daughter. This is 20 taels of silver and it should be regarded as an apology."

"Don't worry, Nan'an County hasn't dared to snatch the things sent by our Nan'anbo Mansion."

Zhong Ping bent down slightly, took out 20 taels of vain silver, with a kind smile on his face, and at the end he took an oath of sovereignty very intimately, to deter the evildoers around him.

20 taels of silver is definitely a huge sum of money for ordinary people. It is hard to guarantee that some people will not be greedy for profit and take risks. With Zhong Ping's words, if you dare to take action, you have to weigh it carefully. Nan'anbo Mansion is the absolute ruler of Nan'an County. It is more useful than imperial edicts.

Seeing such a big man as Zhong Ping, the middle-aged peasant woman trembled, but she couldn't speak. She just stepped back and refused to accept it. When Zhong Ping stepped forward again, the middle-aged peasant woman's legs were bent, and she seemed to be about to kneel down.

As for the little girl, she stopped crying a long time ago and was coaxed by her mother. She just held her fingers in her mouth and opened her big black eyes to look at everything around her curiously. She didn't understand what the adults were doing...

Seeing this, Zhao Feiyang's figure flashed, took the silver from Zhong Ping's hand, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhong's status is too high, let me pass it on to you."

"Then I will trouble Brother Zhao." Zhong Ping said with a helpless smile.

His status is indeed too high for ordinary people, and few people in close contact will not be at a loss.

Zhao Feiyang took the silver and walked up to the peasant woman and said a few words. The peasant woman's face changed several times and finally took the silver, then walked to his daughter, pulled her to kneel and kowtow together, and stammered: "Slave ... I would like to thank my little uncle for the reward, and I wish my little uncle... all generations to come!"

Hearing these words, Zhong Ping was furious, with a smile on his face, for nothing else but for that little uncle, if he was not afraid of going too far, he really wanted to reward another hundred taels of silver...

Of course, Zhong Ping did not take any action after all. One hundred and ten taels was too much, and the name of Nan'an Bo Mansion may not be deterred. The perpetrators can leave Nan'an County and go to other places, and they can live a good life with a hundred and ten taels of silver. .

Zhong Ping is not the eldest son of Nan'anbo. Nan'anbo Zhongcheng has many children, but there are only two sons, and Zhong Ping has an elder brother on his head.

Although the position of the eldest son has not been confirmed, Zhong Ping's elder brother Zhong Liang received Nan'anbo more attention. If nothing else, the position of the eldest son of Nan'anbo will not fall on Zhong Ping's head.

Zhong Ping kindly called the peasant woman, mother and daughter, and the peasant woman thanked Zhao Feiyang sincerely, then picked up the vegetable basket and left, and walked back directly.

Having done a good deed once, Zhao Feiyang was in a good mood, and gave roses to others, with a lingering fragrance in his hands.

Of course, Zhao Feiyang is not an abusive person, the Holy Mother is just a layman, and he doesn't mind helping others within his ability, but it is absolutely impossible to sacrifice himself.

"Brother Zhao, what did you tell that peasant woman just now?" Zhong Ping asked curiously.

"What else can I say?"

"I said that if you don't accept it, Mr. Zhong will lose face. There is no reason to take back the things sent by someone like Mr. Zhong. If you don't have face, you will get angry. Let her weigh whether she can bear Mr. Zhong's anger... "

Zhong Ping was taken aback for a moment, and then he burst out laughing. Zhong Ping laughed, and the other young masters also laughed, but some of them laughed more fakely and didn't care about it at all.

It can be seen from this that Zhong Ping is the absolute core of this group of people, and it is not surprising, except for his brother Zhong Liang, no one in the second generation of Nan'an County has a higher status than him.

"Brother Zhao is really a wonderful person. It's a pleasure to meet Brother Zhao today."

"Today, I'm the host. I invite Brother Zhao and others to have a light meal at Piaoxiang Tower. I wonder if I can do it for you?"

Zhao Feiyang spread his hands and said with a helpless smile: "I'm afraid I can only live up to Mr. Zhong's kindness. I have important matters to attend to, so I can't delay."

"That's such a pity, it seems that there will only be a next time."

"This is my famous post. If brother Zhao is done, feel free to come and look for it. I will sweep the couch to welcome you."

"Farewell, we will meet later."

Zhong Ping didn't force it either, and handed over a bronzing luxurious name card. Zhao Feiyang accepted the name card with a smile, and naturally agreed.

Zhong Ping nodded his head, turned around and left without dragging his feet. He got on his horse, glanced at the dead black horse and said loudly: "I don't want this horse anymore. I will give it to the fathers and elders to improve the food."

This remark naturally aroused a burst of applause. The taste of horse meat is not good, but it is quite good for the common people to be able to eat meat. It doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not...

For such a big horse, the people present can share at least ten catties, so much good-quality horse meat, isn't it worthy of pride?
The disappearance of a turmoil was basically a happy situation for everyone. It seemed that Zhong Ping had lost a lot, but in fact he had gained more.

In the private room on the top floor of Piaoxiang Building, Zhong Ping and a group of young masters were drinking and having fun, their attitude was unrestrained.

"Young Master Zhong, I have something that I don't understand." The young man in blue put down his wine glass and said suddenly.

Zhong Ping stepped on the chair, drank with his glass in his mouth, spit out the wine glass when he heard the words, and the wine glass fell into his hand, he smiled and said: "You are wondering why this young master treats Zhao Feiyang so politely, right?"

The young man in blue nodded, and the other young men also looked over curiously.

"You guys are a bit weaker in strength, observation, and knowledge. You must be focusing on me and that Zhao Feiyang, and not paying attention to other people."

"If it's too mysterious, you probably won't understand it. Let's put it this way, those people, including Zhao Feiyang, are all masters of martial arts, especially the woman with a veil on her head. She must be a master who has opened up the eight extraordinary meridians."

"Isn't it worth recruiting such a group of martial arts masters?"

"We are all people who are not valued very much in the mansion. We can only mobilize a small part of various resources. If we want to counterattack, we need to use all means to win over all the people we can win."

"I will say it again, you have to put down your airs and don't underestimate anyone!"

The other sons smiled awkwardly, feeling a little ashamed.

Zhong Ping has completely let go of his airs, but they are not thorough enough, sometimes they always hold it subconsciously, and subconsciously look down on people whose status is not as good as theirs.

They regard Zhong Ping as their respect. Apart from Zhong Ping's identity, they also integrate forces to help Zhong Ping become the eldest son of Nan'anbo Mansion. As long as Zhong Ping becomes the eldest son, they can help them in turn.

They are all officials and eunuchs in Nan'an County, disciples of powerful aristocratic families, and they all live under the command of Nan'anbo Mansion. If Zhong Ping becomes the eldest son, then as the future Nan'anbo, all the mansions must carefully consider what they say!

(End of this chapter)