The rebirth of the first daughter and the scumbag

Chapter 157 Returning to the House ([-])
Yuan Zhihao raised his head in doubt, and looked at Zhuang Jingyi: "Naturally, it is divided into men and women." After thinking about it, she felt that it was inappropriate. Zhuang Jingyi should not ask such a straightforward question, and then changed her words, "Old man, young man People, children." After thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, and this answer seemed very lacking, so he changed his mind and asked tentatively: "Poor people, rich people?"

Zhuang Jingyi didn't even turn her head, she seemed to be talking to herself: "Have you ever heard of a saying that the prosperity of the world comes for the name, and the chaos of the world comes for profit?"

Yuan Zhihao suddenly went crazy.

For the name?For profit?
"There are two kinds of people here, one is for fame, and the other is for profit." Zhuang Jingyi's eyes were a little misty, with a hint of sadness on her face, "either for survival, or for gaining more wealth, or In order to gain the favor of the superiors, or to change her life for fame, it's just..." Zhuang Jingyi suddenly turned her head, and looked at Yuan Zhihao with both eyes, fixedly, without blinking, "Five Why did you come here today?"

"..." Zhuang Jingyi's eyes, as if she could see through the world without waves, made Yuan Zhihao feel a little uncomfortable in his heart. After living for nearly 20 years, even if Yuan Zhihao looked at his father, the big The supreme existence of the Qi Dynasty has never been so uncomfortable.

"Fifth Master is for fame? Or for profit? Or both?" Zhuang Jingyi said quietly, her voice was calm, without the slightest emotion, just like two friends talking heart-to-heart.

"..." Yuan Zhihao suddenly had a feeling that he had nowhere to hide. Although what happened today was due to curiosity and teasing the woman in front of him, but if she didn't have such a background, I wouldn't be stubborn if I thought about it. to this point.

"If the fifth master came here because of fame and fortune, I can only say sorry to the fifth master. I am a boudoir girl and have nothing to do with the affairs of the court. As for my father's thoughts, I am not alone. Be a daughter who can be beaked." Zhuang Jingyi said, looking away slightly, looking at the picture of pine and crane in the mountains behind Yuan Zhihao, her eyes were a little far away, "If the fifth master is okay, please go, you and I are alone Men, widows and women, if it is passed on, it will be inconvenient to the fifth master, and the fifth master would not want to be crowned with a ridiculous reputation."

Such a slightly cold woman, as if there was nothing to miss in this world, made Yuan Zhihao a little startled, that inexplicable feeling came to his heart together, his mouth was one step ahead of his head, and he said: " What if I don't care?"

Zhuang Jingyi quickly looked back, and looked at Yuan Zhihao coldly: "But I care." Zhuang Jingyi did not hide the disgust on her face at all, "If you are alive, if you don't even care about the word face, this life, It's no different than The Walking Dead."

After Zhuang Jingyi turned his face so straightforwardly, Yuan Zhihao couldn't feel any anger from the bottom of his heart for some reason, and smiled awkwardly: "Miss Zhuang, if you don't believe me, I am alive, and I am really like a walking dead."

As Yuan Zhihao said, he stood up: "Miss Zhuang, I'll be waiting for you in the capital, we'll see you soon."

"..." Zhuang Jingyi looked up at Yuan Zhihao, but didn't speak.

Yuan Zhihao didn't care about Zhuang Jingyi's thoughts, he got up and walked outside, but stopped at the door, turned around to look at Zhuang Jingyi, and grinned: "There is a saying, the girl must know that people can't help themselves in the Jianghu. , so I hope you can forgive me for today's matter." After finishing speaking, she left without looking back.

"Girl, he just... left?" Qiuxiang looked at Yuan Zhihao's back in surprise, then turned her head to look at Zhuang Jingyi, pointed to her head, "He, here, is there... a problem ?”

Zhuang Jingyi gave Qiuxiang a sideways look, and sighed, "Don't worry about him, your ears are finally clean."

"Oh." Qiuxiang nodded subconsciously, "The maidservant is going to call the shopkeeper to come up."

"No need." Zhuang Jingyi stood up, "We came here to avoid it temporarily. Now that the trouble is gone, we should go too."

As soon as Zhuang Jingyi and Qiuxiang came down the stairs, she saw the shopkeeper smiling and greeted her: "Ma'am, where are these clothes sent?"

Zhuang Jingyi froze for a moment, then looked at the shopkeeper suspiciously.

"When the young master left just now, he asked the younger one to pick out one of the best clothes in the store for the lady." The shopkeeper said, pointing to the big and small boxes that were just in the middle of the shop, "Lady, your husband is really good Dafang, I have been young for so many years, and I have never seen such a good husband to my wife."

Zhuang Jingyi glanced at the boxes piled up in the middle of the room, walked over, and stopped in front of the boxes: "Shopkeeper, is there a veil here?"

"Yes." Although the shopkeeper didn't understand why Zhuang Jingyi asked such a question, she answered very quickly. She turned around and asked the worker to bring a veil over her, "Miss, look."

"Two yuan." Zhuang Jingyi took the veil from the clerk's hand and hung it on her face.

"Ah, yes." The shopkeeper asked the waiter to bring out another piece of veil. Zhuang Jingyi took it, turned around and handed it to Qiuxiang, and then said to the shopkeeper, "We want these two pieces, I don't want these." go outside.

"Uh." The shopkeeper couldn't recover for a while, and watched Zhuang Jingyi and Qiu Xiang's figures disappearing outside the door blankly, then suddenly recovered, chased them out and shouted, "Lady, then, what about these clothes?" manage?"

But at this time on the street, there was no one of Zhuang Jingyi's figure.

Chang An was lying on the ground with his head in his arms, feeling that no part of his body was complete anymore, and those hidden guards who went to rescue the soldiers had not come back, and they were extremely depressed, thinking that this little life would be explained here today At that moment, rescuers finally descended from the sky, and a rush of horseshoes came from the front.

"Stop!" The majestic shout sounded, and the burly man who was punching and kicking couldn't help but pause. Changan exhausted all his strength, took advantage of this moment, rolled out from the siege, and shouted loudly: " Help! Help quickly!"

"Is the fifth master here?" The captain who took the lead got off his horse and ran to Chang'an in a few steps.

With a bruised and swollen face, Chang An cried and said, "When I come back, Master is gone..." As he spoke, he turned around and stared at the thin man, "It's them, they must have murdered Lord Wu !"

The thin man was a little dazed looking at the battle, feeling guilty in his heart, and finally couldn't help jumping up when he looked at the captain's cold eyes: "You guys, do you know who my father is?"

The lieutenant didn't speak, just pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, and took a step towards the thin man with a sneer.

"You, don't act recklessly! Otherwise, I'll let my father catch you!" At this time, the skinny man was already a bit strong.

"Oh, your daddy caught me? Okay, I'll wait for your daddy to catch me at the governor's office!" The captain sneered and waved his hand violently, "Hold these up for me, if anyone gets away One, you can use your head to fight!"

"Yes!" The soldiers agreed loudly, and they all got off their horses. There was a sound of spurs, and in the blink of an eye, the lean man and the burly man were surrounded.

"Help, save me..." An extremely weak voice sounded from the corner.

Chang'an shivered suddenly: "Fifth Master!" screamed, and quickly ran towards the corner.

The captain was taken aback by Chang'an, if the voice was really Fifth Lord..., he broke out in a cold sweat.

With blood on his head, the craftsman struggled to get up from under the operating table: "Military, Lord Military, help, help..." Just halfway through speaking, he heard a "boom", and the craftsman fell to the ground .

When Chang An saw that it wasn't Yuan Zhihao, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and nodded to the craftsman: "My lord, can you take him with you and let him be a witness."

The captain nodded, waved his hand, and called two soldiers to come over, and raised the craftsman.

The skinny man is naturally not stupid. He didn't know that things were going wrong this time. He immediately shouted: "My father is the prefect of Bailu City. You can't arrest me. I..."

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap sounded, blocking back the thin man's half-yelled words.

"...Ah, I, I, I'm bleeding!" The thin man wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, seeing the glaring red on his hand, he howled loudly.

The captain frowned: "Gag me up! Drag it back!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)