dandy city lord

Chapter 25 Profit!

Yang Hu stepped out of the door, Liu Dabai bowed and said in a low voice: "Miss Si wants to see you."

"Yang Jing?" Yang Huhu's eyes suddenly flashed: "Why does she want to see me? Do you want to give me something?"

Liu Dabai nodded and led the way without making a sound.

The noise outside the mansion continued, and the rough drinking order passed the courtyard wall and spread in the night sky.

Yang Hu and Liu Dabao walked into the backyard, and saw two guards of the Yang family standing at the courtyard gate from a distance, Yang Hu waved his hands, and Liu Dabao bowed and retreated.

Seeing Yang Hu approaching, the two guards turned and opened the door.

The two unfamiliar guards had no expressions on their faces, and they didn't look like they were from the Yang family. They should have been sent by Yang Jing's husband-in-law's family.

Yang Hujin walked straight into the courtyard gate.

Yang Jing was alone in the courtyard, with a table of wine and food in front of her.

Seeing Yang Hu, Yang Jing, who had changed into a long blue dress, got up and said with a smile, "Brother Thirteen! You are here, sit down!"

Yang Hu looked at the banquet in front of Yang Jing and smiled: "This is at my house, you invite me to sit? I invite you."

Yang Hu sat down bravely: "Speak up! What do you want to see me?"

Yang Jing sat down gracefully, lifted the exquisite sterling silver jug ​​on the wine table, and filled Yang Hu with a glass of wine: "This is the lark wine that my husband brought from the Zhang family. Do you want to taste all the fine wines in the world? Try it."

The warm current surging from the bottom of his heart made Yang Hu feel uncomfortable, but he knew there was nothing he could do. Even if his own mind occupied this body, the master's mind of this body still remained.

Yang Hu calmed down, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it in one gulp: "You still remember that when I was 13 years old, I said about the Zhang family's lark. But fourth sister, you forgot one thing."

Yang Jing lightly put down the jug, smiled at Yang Hu and asked, "What did I forget?"

Yang Hu grabbed the jug and poured the wine himself: "You forgot that you are a woman. When you marry Zhang Liao, you should go to the Zhang family to care for your husband and raise your children, instead of expanding your power in the Yang family. "

The wine glass was full, and Yang Hu raised his head to look at the calm Yang Jing: "You have forgotten what kind of person Grandma Zu is, and who the old lady of the Zhang family is. You are very wrong about this."

With just a few words like this, the peace in Yang Jing's heart has been broken by Yang Hu. She tried her best to keep a smile on her face: "Does what you said have something to do with me? I just buy you a drink."

Yang Hu leaned back on the stone chair, shaking the wine glass in his hand: "Yang Jing, you want to see me, just to see what I have become and whether it is worth your investment. Although I have never met Zhang Liao, but , I know that the Zhang family who owns the Silver City will definitely not like a daughter-in-law who is too smart. Don't lose the sesame seeds and lose the watermelon."

Yang Jing tried her best to calm herself down, she smiled wryly at Yang Hu: "Brother Thirteen, you have indeed changed."

Yang Jing stretched out her hand and gently rubbed her temples: "Actually, I came to see you this time, just to see if you are still as smart as you were back then. If not, then I will let you spend your whole life in Lincheng as a playboy. If so, my sister thinks Please do me a favor. Because the only one who can help me now is you."

Yang Jing stood up and clapped her hands lightly. A maid in the room came out with a brocade box in her hand, put it on the table respectfully and retreated.

Yang Jing stepped forward and pushed the brocade box in front of Yang Hu, and said in a shy voice, "This is a letter from the old lady of the Zhang family. Please read it first."

Who is Yang Hu?

He is the king of killers. The things he has seen are hundreds of times richer than those of Yang Jing and the others, whether it is conspiracy or tricks.

Looking at the brocade box in front of him, Yang Hu stretched out his hand and pushed it back: "I don't want to get involved in your affairs. My own ass is blown by the sea breeze! Give me enough benefits and I can consider it."

It was rude, but clear.

Yang Jing stared blankly at Yang Hu, feeling a little shocked in her heart.

Yang Hu grew up arrogant and arrogant in the Yang family under the protection of two ancestors. Others don't know what kind of person he is, but Yang Jing knows it very well.

Talented, but arrogant and arrogant, he does all kinds of evil, and he is a real dandy without exaggeration.But now, what appeared in front of Yang Jing seemed to be another person.

The same arrogance and arrogance, domineering, but that calm and cold confidence has become unforgettable.

Yang Hu changed from a dandy to what he is now.

What brought Yang Jing was not comfort, but fear.

There are many disciples in the Yang family, and it is not common for them to have outstanding talents, but for so many years, in Yang Jing's life, there is only one person who makes her fear deeply buried in her heart.

That is Yang Hu.

But now, this person who made her afraid began to show another side that made Yang Jing even more afraid.

Yang Jing suppressed the shock in her heart, and said softly: "You are right, the Zhang family does not need a daughter-in-law who is too smart, and what I have done has already made the old lady of the Zhang family dissatisfied."

"Thousands of war knives, thousands of shields, thousands of sets of light armor and leather armor, five hundred ladders, a year's supply of food and grass for a thousand people, and fifty carts of sundries with various suffixes. I will give you everything you want, but you have to help I'm in a hurry to save this matter."

The look in Yang Hu's eyes didn't change.

Yang Jing is very smart, but as Yang Hu said before, as the head of the Silver City like the Zhang family, a daughter-in-law who is too smart is always not pleasing.

Yang Hu laughed loudly, but shook his head at Yang Jing: "Too little. If you want me to help you, I need Baicheng and Desolate two cities under your name. As for the others, you can return them to the Yang family."

Yang Jing's eyes turned cold: "Brother Thirteen, isn't your appetite too big? In this way, I will have nothing."

Yang Hu ignored the coldness in Yang Jing's eyes, dipped his hand into his glass of wine and ordered a few points on the table: "The only ones closest to my Lincheng are Baicheng and Desolate two cities under your name. With them, I can Keep yourself safe."

"As for you, isn't the big Zhang family enough?"

Yang Hu's words moved Yang Jing's heart.

Looking up at Yang Jing, Yang Hu had a few smiles in his eyes: "Yang Jing, don't say that Brother Thirteen won't help you, the old lady of the Zhang family is famous for being powerful, and if you want to help, you will be hit with one blow. Let you not Worry about the future. The Zhang family's affairs, in your opinion, are full of difficulties, but in my opinion, it is as easy as snapping fingers."

"Paying this price is also an opportunity for you to evacuate from the Yang family. Otherwise, you will still not be able to gain a firm foothold in the Zhang family. The Zhang family does not want a daughter-in-law who works hard for an inferior city. You want Figure this out."

The wanton smile on Yang Hu's face made Yang Jing feel unwilling. After all these years of hard work, she managed to wrest her own share from the Yang family, but now Shibacheng is going to be handed over to others.

She was unwilling.

But Yang Hu's words hit her weakness.

Yang Jing's slender fingers turned white in the long sleeves, and even her body trembled.

Yang Jing took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart and looked at Yang Hu: "I can promise you. I will leave the Yang family without taking anything. Now you can talk."

Yang Hu dipped his fingers in the wine, wrote two words on the table, got up and walked out of the courtyard.

Yang Jing looked at the wet wine stains on the table, with a smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)