The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 90 Doubtful Points
The second young master was surrounded by several dead men and entered the Baiyu Tower.

In the private room on the third floor, Qing Moyan was sitting in it with a big horse and a golden knife, while the waiter served tea courteously, and six plates of exquisite snacks and refreshments were placed on the table.

These few snacks are Ru Xiaonan's favorite, Qing Moyan glanced at those dishes, and suddenly felt that she lost her appetite.

There are no small things to compete with him, and it feels that even the most delicious things are not attractive.

"My lord, the Second Young Master is here."

A sage came in from outside the door.

Qing Moyan nodded numbly, the dead man pushed the second young master in, and then backed out silently.

Xuanyu cast a cold glance at the second young master, followed him out, and closed the door behind him.

The second young master stood there tremblingly, with cold breath coming from his back.

Qing Moyan poured tea on her own, and said calmly: "Sit down."

The second young master responded, and carefully sat opposite Qing Moyan, his heart pounding, not knowing what Qing Moyan was going to do.

"Whatever dish you want to eat, order it yourself." Qing Moyan seemed to really just invite him to dinner, and called the waiter to come in and let him order.

"I... don't have anything to eat, it's up to the eldest brother to decide."

So Qing Moyan ordered two Baiyulou's specialty dishes, ordered four more ordinary dishes, and finally even ordered Hongling girl from Qianlefang to accompany the wine.

The second young master moved his butt around on the chair, feeling even more uneasy.

"Second brother, don't you have anything to say?" Qing Moyan said quietly.

The second young master took a big gulp of wine, and forced himself to calm down, "What do you mean by that brother? I invited friends out today, who knew that I was kidnapped by a group of savage guys when I arrived here..." He said He also frowned, "Are those people working under elder brother's hands? If they are so unreasonable, they will inevitably cause trouble for elder brother."

Qing Moyan looked at him calmly, "Did you meet a friend when you came out?"

"Yes." The second young master said bravely, the matter has come to this point, he simply refused to admit it.

"I don't know who you invited... Why don't you invite everyone over to have a drink together." Qing Moyan just finished speaking, and there was a loud shout outside the door.

"It's rare for Shaoqing to treat guests, but I'm so disrespectful!"

After saying that, the door opened, and four young men dressed as rich men rushed in.

"Second young master, it's rare that you can invite Mr. Shaoqing, today we punish ourselves three cups."

Everyone surrounded the second young master, some patted his shoulders, and some called for the buddy to serve the wine.

The second young master stood there stupidly, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Qing Moyan's eyes lighted slightly, and he looked at his younger brother, "Is this your friend?"

"Ah... yes, it's them." The second young master stammered, "I asked them to have a drink here, who knows that the eldest brother is also there." The words behind him became more and more slippery, and he even struck up a conversation with several other people Looks like they are very familiar.

Qing Moyan half-closed her eyes, picked up the wine in front of her without saying a word, drank it down in one gulp, then got up and walked out the door.

"How did Shaoqing leave?"

"It's rare to get together once, Second Master, please say something quickly and ask your eldest brother to stay."

The second young master smiled awkwardly, "Brother still has an errand, another day, another day."

Qing Moyan left the private room without looking back, the waiter invited Miss Hongling from Qianlefang, and happened to come to the door.

"Accompany the few inside well, and your reward is indispensable." Qing Moyan said lightly.

Miss Hongling smiled sweetly, "Don't worry, the official." After saying that, she twisted her waist and entered the private room.

Qing Moyan turned around and went downstairs with Xuanyu and others. After leaving the Baiyu Tower, the carriage turned two streets and stopped in an inconspicuous alley.

Xuanyu booked a teahouse nearby, and Qing Moyan went to the teahouse to sit down.

After drinking half a pot of tea, there was a knock on the door.

Xuanyu went to open the door.

I saw Miss Hongling from Qianlefang walking in.

"The banquet is over so soon?" Xuan Yu asked in surprise.

Hong Ling sneered, "They broke up as soon as Shaoqing left, but the reward was not short, so this trip is not a loss."

Qing Moyan pointed to the chair opposite, "Sit."

Hong Ling sat down generously, took out the teacup and poured tea, but was very careful, never touching the things Qing Moyan had used.

Qing Moyan asked seriously: "What did they say after I left?"

"Those people are not your second master's friends at all, they were also invited to save the situation." Hong Ling grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gnawed carefully, "I only played a little song after I went in, and listened to what they said It means that someone paid them money before they were willing to help the second master lie. After you left, Shaoqing, they all dispersed, and only the second master stayed for a few drinks. Then he got angry for some reason and dropped the glass , and kicked me out too..."

After hearing Hong Ling's words, Qing Moyan's expression became more and more gloomy.

After sending Hongling away, Qing Moyan turned around and called Xuanyu, "Send someone to keep an eye on the second young master, and follow him no matter where he goes, and send someone to watch at Baiyulou, and tell Sister Run'er at Qianlefang Let me tell you, no matter which girl, as long as I can get useful information, I will reward you a lot."

After arranging everything, Qing Moyan sat in the tea room quietly looking at the empty teacup on the table.

How could his younger brother, who he had been protecting wholeheartedly since he was a child, become like this.

Although the errand he found for him seemed to be of no rank, it was a fat job, and the errand was simple and not prone to accidents...

But his second brother was dissatisfied and insisted on sharpening his head and drilling into those dangerous places.

You must know that the higher the official position, the greater the risk you have to take.

Why doesn't he understand this truth!
"So many years of books, all of them have been read in the stomach of a dog!" Angrily throwing down the teacup, Qing Moyan got up and left with a flick of her sleeves.

Xuanyu paid the tea money and followed closely behind.

After Qing Moyan got into the carriage, he remained silent. He didn't give an order where to go, and none of these people dared to leave.

Xuanyu and the others stood outside and blinked their eyes, no one dared to ask.

After a long time, Qing Moyan's voice came from the carriage: "Leave the city."

Xuanyu tentatively asked, "Do you want to go to the farm?"

There was no more sound in the car, but an inexplicable murderous aura faintly exuded.

The soldiers cast sympathetic gazes at Xuanyu, and consciously distanced themselves from him.

When Qing Moyan arrived at the farm outside the city, it was already late.

The farm was very quiet, not even a cock crowing or a dog barking.

Qing Moyan took Xuanyu into the courtyard with big strides, but slowed down when she came outside the door.

As long as you open this door, you can see his little things. Has she been waiting anxiously for a long time, and will she rush over to please him desperately?He was still angry and refused to talk to him, pouted his mouth as if he was about to hang a bottle of oil.

Qing Moyan didn't notice it himself, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Pushing open the door, the corners of the raised mouth gradually froze there.

The room is in a mess, and the floor is full of discarded papers. His little thing is only wearing a half-sleeved blouse, not to mention a tunic underneath, and he doesn't even wear a bellyband. His two little arms like tender lotus root are exposed. The white legs are propped on the chair, showing the bottom of the trousers carelessly... Holding a vermilion pen in his hand, he is writing something diligently with his head down.

Xuanyu felt a hurricane blowing in front of her eyes, Qing Moyan slammed the door shut, shut him out, and almost knocked off his nose.

The prince's temper is getting more and more weird, Xuanyu rubbed his nose with a dazed expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)