The middle-aged man said, "Master, do you still have to go out in such heavy snow?"
"Xue Da has a good mood. I made an appointment with Ruyan to enjoy the snow and listen to the flute. How can I miss the appointment?"
"However, what about Miss Shui? The Patriarch is very pleased. After all, the ancestor's incense is there."
"Never mind her, she's cold, she can only look but not touch, I'm too lazy to wait on you, so stop fucking nonsense."
The middle-aged man retreated in dismay. Not long after, a gorgeous carriage stopped in front of the door. After Wen Yanei got on the carriage, the carriage meandered westward.
The carriage drove out half a stick of incense, and Xu Yi, who had turned into a snowman, moved. Instead of chasing in the direction the carriage was driving, he detoured to another market instead.
Xu Yi acted very cautiously, with his senses, he probably knew the direction, and it was not difficult to track a carriage from a long distance.
Sure enough, not long after, the carriage reappeared in Xu Yi's perception.
When Xu Yi passed by the carriage, he had already taken off his sackcloth. He was dressed in upright green clothes and a deep bamboo hat. He strode into the five-storey Yihong Courtyard in front of him.
Under his mother's gracious greeting, Xu Yi casually picked a girl, picked it up and climbed towards the Xiulou, which made the girl giggle, "Death, what's the hurry!"
Walking to the fourth floor, he was stopped by two brothel thugs, who bluntly said that only wealthy customers can stay here.
Xu Yi had taken a hundred-gold ticket, and the two thugs were immediately knocked unconscious, and they huddled together to help Xu Yi open Room A No. 4.
After entering the door, the girl was pinched by Xu Yi on the back of her neck before she could make a sound, and passed out.
Xu Yi threw the girl on the bed, walked straight to the west wall, stretched out his hands, the wall broke in response to the sound, and the Wen Ya Nei on the other side of the wall was intertwined with Ruyan's flesh, lingering in one place, he was shocked by the sound.
Before Wen Yanei came back to his senses, he was grabbed by a big hand that broke through the wall, and he slapped his palm on the back of his head, and passed out.
Pierce Wen Yanei's finger, pinch it hard, thick blood drips into a sealed porcelain bottle.
Put a Huiyuan Pill into Wen Ya Nei's mouth, and the wound on his finger healed in a short time.
Half an hour later, Wen Yanei came to his senses, jumped up, looked around normally, had a lot of money, and was completely harmless, inexplicable.
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When Xu Yi returned to Zimoxuan, the shop was almost empty, and Yuan Qinghua was instructing the newly recruited apprentices to move.
The fat man in a fiery red brocade suit, and the shopkeeper Luo with white beard and hair, were accompanying Yuan Qinghua, arguing with several other people, their tone quite intense.
Seeing Xu Yi from afar, Yuan Qinghua hurriedly ended the debate, and the others left in dismay.
Yuan Qinghua led Shen and Luo, the shopkeepers, into the shop first, followed by Xu Yi.
It turned out that Xu Yi had told Yuan Qinghua that the news that he was still in Shenjing had to be kept secret.
After all, Lu Shanren had confessed and announced to the outside world that he was sent out of Beijing on a mission.
If he appeared in Shenjing in a grand manner, wouldn't it be Lu Shanren in danger.
When Xu Yifang entered the shop, Yuan Qinghua revealed his identity, shopkeeper Shen and shopkeeper Luo hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
Now Xu Yi's status is no small matter, the name of Boundless Sea and Poetry Master has been spread all over Shenjing.
In addition, Xu Yixin had won the auction license, and his rise was imminent. As soon as Yuan Qinghua invited him, the two agreed.
At this moment, along with Yuan Qinghua, he directly called Xu Yi as the host.
"Xu is very happy that the two of you can join us. We will be a family from now on. If you have any request, no matter whether it is public or private, Xu will do his best. As for the remuneration, we will double the original salary of the two of you. Now the two of you will help Lao Yuan first, build up the shelf of the new store, and try to get the first shot... "
Xu Yi's speech was short but sincere. Shen and Luo are just low-level figures in Shenjing. They are already very grateful to be valued by adults like Xu Yi, and they are treated favorably.
Afterwards, Xu Yi inquired about the situation of the new store, Yuan Qinghua said, "The few people who came just now are the proprietors of several big stores. They came to talk to us about cooperation, but the price they offered was inappropriate. They treated us as rookies. I thought we didn't know the value of an auction license, so I dismissed it.
Shopkeeper Shen and Shopkeeper Luo also rushed to help, saying that with the license in hand, it is not difficult to make a fortune.
Xu Yi said a few more polite words, then directed Yuan Qinghua to lead him to the new shop for a look.
The newly selected storefront is located on Shenwu Street, a two-story building, antique and quite spectacular.
When Xu Yi arrived with Yuan Qinghua and others, a group of people in the house were busy tidying up, and Xia Zimo was instructing two handymen to hang up signs.
The signboard from the Alchemy Hall, with its own small formation, the three characters Zimoxuan, is glowing with strange brilliance, scattered and scattered, very eye-catching.
Xu Yi greeted, and Xia Zimo turned around, his eyes filled with inexplicable sadness.
Today's Xia Zimo changed his attire, a green cloak wrapped him tightly, and the collar around his neck was also tied up, like an ordinary person, trying his best to cope with the severe cold.
It's just a face, more and more exquisite and beautiful. In Xu Yi's impression, only Xue Zihan is so beautiful. Compared with Xia Zimo in front of him, he is three points less heart-pounding.
The clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and the north wind is howling, making a pile of withered grass and flowers, and when the wind falls, they scatter in all directions.
The atmosphere was very strange, no one spoke, Xu Yi and Xia Zimo walked side by side, slowly walking in this splendid capital.
Passing through one city after another, almost approaching the city wall, the buildings ahead are sparse, the roads are desolate, the forests are dense, and the vast expanse of whiteness is so intoxicating.
From going straight at noon to when the twilight field was low, Xu Yi gradually got used to this silence and began to enjoy it.
Inadvertently, I walked to the Baqiao, a lonely short bridge, a little dilapidated, sleeping in this sad wind, with my remnant body facing the water, very desolate.
Xia Zimo finally stopped his feet, "Xu Yi, am I going to travel far away?"
"How far?"
"I don't know yet, but it's far away."
"Could it be that the ancient tomb has been discovered again? Allow me two days to go with you."
"This is a matter of my Yinshan sect, and the senior brothers will definitely not allow it."
"How long are you going?"
"It should be a long time."
"Can't we not go?"
"I have to go."
"Well, no matter how long it takes, I'll wait for you! There is a sound transmission ball here, you stay here, if there is any crisis, you can find me at any time."
Xia Zimo took the sound transmission ball, his eyes finally settled on Xu Yi's face, his lips parted, and he stretched out his hand to touch Xu Yi's face. The soft black sable fur gloves touched Xu Yi's skin, and tears burst into tears.
At this moment, at a height of hundreds of feet, Xiao Fuchen was sitting straddling a vulture, and said with a sneer, "It's as stupid as a pig, it doesn't know that death is coming."
A few feet away, the butler who straddled the other vulture urged, "Master Hou spent a hundred thousand gold, but he only bought these three hours of royal air authority, and the time is almost up, send the two on the road and fulfill them, Under the Nine Springs, we are pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate."
ps: Happy 19th birthday Guang'er! Happy New Year Eighteen~