Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 72

Fan Qingtian did not speak, but looked at the shopkeeper with deep and calm eyes.

The quiet room was filled with a strange atmosphere, and being watched by Fan Qingtian, the shopkeeper couldn't help but feel a terrifying oppression coming over him, a few drops of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

Looking at the indifferent Fan Qingtian, the shopkeeper swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and secretly said in his heart, "Could it be, could it be that something was discovered?"

Finally Fan Qingtian's words broke the silence, with a trace of coldness in his eyes, Fan Qingtian said indifferently, "Shopkeeper, it's a bit boring for me to eat alone, can I ask the shopkeeper to accompany me to finish this meal together?" Fan, by the way, tell me something interesting about Lingjiang City..."

The faint voice fell, but it made the face of the innkeeper change. At the same time, Qi Dao and Xiao Dao seemed to have heard something, and immediately pulled out the sabers from their waists.

The cold sound of the blade being drawn out of its sheath was shocking.

The shopkeeper immediately knelt down with panic on his face, and Xiao Er, who was following behind the shopkeeper, also hurriedly knelt on the ground trembling.

"My lord, please forgive me. This matter is none of my business. Yes, Huang Hengcong forced me to poison the lord's food. If I don't follow his instructions, he will not only smash my shop, but also kill me." It will kill all my family members, and I, I have no choice but to! Please spare my life, my lord..." The shopkeeper told Huang Hengcong about Huang Hengcong's forcing him to poison Fan Qingtian's food with Fan's words. Qingtian spoke out, begging Fan Qingtian to let him go.

Originally, the shopkeeper was unwilling to do such an outrageous thing, but for the sake of his family, he had to follow Huang Hengcong's words.

Although I knew very well in my heart that Huang Heng was never easy to mess with, and people who could make Huang Hengcong afraid were even more difficult to mess with. From what Fan Qingtian said, it was obvious that he knew that he had poisoned the food, and the shopkeeper's face A little pale, his body trembling slightly, for fear that Fan Qingtian would kill him.

"Hmph, spare the gangster's life. I didn't expect him to kill our young master with poison without knowing what is good or bad. It's simply impatient." Xiao Dao looked angry, and then looked at Fan Qingtian and said , "Master, Xiao Dao is going to kill Huang Hengcong!"

"No need." Fan Qingtian said calmly to stop Xiao Dao's movements.

Then he looked at the shopkeeper who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy again, and said calmly, "What kind of poison is this?"

"Xin Xiangzi." The shopkeeper didn't dare to hide anything and said hastily.

Xinxiangzi is a slow poison, it will not be poisoned immediately after taking it, but will be poisoned at night when people are asleep, this kind of poison is especially suitable for sneaking and taking revenge on others.

Such a low-grade poison is too shameless to take it out, Fan Qingtian's eyes flashed a sneer, compared with Feng Yaomiao's poison, it is nothing short of a big witch.

A gleam flashed across the amber eyes, and Fan Qingtian said calmly, "If you don't want to die, tell Huang Hengcong that I have already eaten these poisonous meals, and you are serving us another serving."

Hearing that Fan Qingtian didn't intend to kill him, he was relieved immediately, the shopkeeper nodded gratefully and said, "Yes, yes, I'll go and get it done again for the young master."

Then the shopkeeper took Xiaoer away in a hurry, and the food that the shopkeeper brought up again naturally did not dare to poison Fan Qingtian, and Fan Qingtian could see the clue at a glance, unless the shopkeeper didn't want to live, he would harm Fanqing again sky.

Not letting the shopkeeper leave, Fan Qingtian ordered the shopkeeper to tell the situation of Lingjiang City.

Naturally, the shopkeeper didn't dare to disobey, and immediately told the situation of Lingjiang City one by one.

While Fan Qingtian was eating, he quietly listened to the shopkeeper's talk.

Lingjiang City was extremely chaotic, divided into several factions, the city lord Huang Qin and those county officials were in one faction, and these officials not only did not make decisions for the people, but also oppressed the people.

I heard that these official positions are all bought, but no one is sure if it is true, after all, there is no basis.

In addition, the three wealthy merchants of Lingjiang City, the collusion between these three wealthy merchants and officials made ordinary people’s lives even more difficult. Many people wanted to leave Lingjiang City, but they heard that going to other cities might be the king’s choice if he was unhappy. In order to save their lives, everyone had to succumb to Lingjiang City.

And the last faction is Geyanfang. There are three star vein warriors and two spiritual vein warriors in Geyanfang. With these five masters alone, no one dares to provoke people from Geyanfang.

And the back of Geyanfang seems to be related to the mysterious Qianji Pavilion. Everyone in Lingjiang City knows the mystery and power of Qianji Pavilion, and everyone in Lingjiang City respects Geyanfang very much.

But Geyanfang belongs to the neutral and self-centered faction. As long as the people in Geyanfang are not provoked, Geyanfang will naturally not take action against others.

After listening to the innkeeper's words, Fan Qingtian was already full, so he put down the chopsticks in his hand, Fan Qingtian didn't have too much emotion on his face, and asked the innkeeper to remove the leftovers.

After ordering Qi Dao and Xiao Dao to rest separately, Fan Qingtian sat cross-legged on the bed and said indifferently, "It seems that some people have lived to the end of their lives and dare to sell their official positions. It's time to find a way to make a big deal when they go back."

The bright, soft and warm glow of the moon brought a glimmer of light to the night.

An octagonal five-storey attic is magnificently located in Lingjiang City. Red lanterns are hung at the corners of the building. Candles illuminate the entire attic brightly. As the wind blows, the ribbons sway and the lanterns sway, adding to the beauty.

In the center of the huge stone gate, there are three big characters written in dragons and phoenixes. The handwriting of "Ge Yan Fang" is bold but with a touch of softness. Such conflicts are not abrupt but more chivalrous and tender.

Ge Yan Fang is full of people and bustling at night.

At this moment, a man wearing a purple robe with a golden silk border and cloud pattern appeared here. The man had a handsome face and a tall and straight figure, giving people a sense of aloofness from top to bottom.

The woman standing in front of the attic to greet the guests couldn't help but widen her winking eyes, and looked at the visitor in surprise, without any admiration in her heart, "What a handsome young master."

Although there is no shortage of beautiful men and women here, they have never seen such a beautiful man who has such a noble temperament and does not look vulgar.

When Fan Qingtian just walked to the gate of the attic of Geyanfang, the welcoming woman immediately waved a handkerchief charmingly, put one hand lightly on Fan Qingtian's shoulder and said with a seductive smile, "My lord, this is the first time I have come here. Come to our Geyan Square, it's very unfamiliar..."

All the women in Ge Yan Fang are as beautiful as flowers, even the welcoming women standing in front of the door are also beautiful, but it is very difficult to get them to please them automatically. The more money there is, the better the services of the girls at Geyanfang will be.

So when the welcoming woman took the initiative to speak to Fan Qingtian, the guests who came into Geyanfang all turned their eyes to Fan Qingtian.

(End of this chapter)