Tuocheng, private room on the third floor of Deyue Tower.
Xie Dalang was drinking and listening to music comfortably, with Qi Wu always by his side.
Qi Wu was brought back by his father when he was five years old. At that time, Qi Wu was five years old and was a very skilled and talented young man. When Xie Dalang was sixteen years old and wanted to leave home to make a living, he only brought Qi Wu, who was twenty-six years old and had a family, and one thousand taels of gold.
The Eagle Caravan started out with just 1,000 taels of gold.
There were only a dozen people at first, but within three years, there are now nearly a hundred people.
Over the years, I have paid back my father's one thousand taels of gold twice.
The current Xie Dalang is no longer the gentle and elegant Xie family Dalang that others expected. He has become the murderous and skilled He Boss.
"Dalang, aren't you allowed to go back for the New Year? The old man has sent someone to ask." Qi Wu couldn't help but ask when he saw Xie Dalang holding up the wine cup and sipping it carefully.
"Write back to the old man and tell him that he has many children and he doesn't need me. I won't go back this year and will go to Yancheng with General Yan."
Xie Dalang casually poured another glass of wine and brought it to his lips to taste it carefully.
Beautiful women, fine wine, and delicious food, these are the wonderful things that one would never dare to imagine while traveling for business.
The old man of the Xie family had three sons and four daughters. Xie Dalang was the eldest. He had been disobedient since childhood. He was smart but more mischievous than other children.
I am not afraid of mischief. Most of the children in the Xie family are too well-behaved. A mischievous one will attract more attention. I originally wanted to study for the imperial examination. If I don't want power, I want to gain fame.
Xie Dalang refused to give in. He rebelled and ran away from home with Qi Wu. The old man loved and hated his son, but he could do nothing about it.
A woman in pink was plucking the strings of a musical instrument with her bare hands, humming softly.
After the song was over, Xie Dalang cheered and threw a gold ingot in front of her. Qi Wu took a look and wondered when Dalang had the gold ingot. Then he saw that it was from the box that Zhou Zheng had bet on last time.
The pink-dressed woman looked at Xie Dalang a little shyly. Compared with the gold, she wanted to have a romantic encounter with the man in front of her. Although she only sold her art and not her body, if she met a man like Xie Dalang, she would be willing to sell her kidney.
Noticing the gaze of the woman in pink, Xie Dalang smiled even more happily. He tilted his head back and drank the glass of wine. His Adam's apple moved, making the woman opposite him stare at him in a daze.
Observing the expressions of others, a singing girl is still a must. Seeing that Xie Dalang was smiling, his eyes were cold. He quickly picked up the gold ingot and put it in his sleeve, then stood up and bowed: "Thank you for the reward, Mr. He."
Xie Dalang waved his hand nonchalantly and praised: "Your voice is unique in Tuocheng. Whatever you sing sounds good. I deserve the reward."
The pink-dressed lady was indeed famous in Tuocheng, and this exaggeration was not an exaggeration. Upon hearing this, she just smiled and said, "Then I will sing another song for Mr. He."
There was no one in Tuocheng who didn't know this Boss He. In a "dragon-tiger fight" in the barren mountains, he killed dozens of people from the Zhou family caravan and seriously injured dozens more. He had already become more famous than before.
Of course she had to please this old man.
The sound of the piano was so pleasant that Xie Dalang felt drowsy.
Suddenly, there was a commotion below the restaurant. Xie Dalang opened his eyes and frowned slightly. After a moment of silence, he waved away the pink-dressed woman, got up, walked to the window, opened it and looked down.
The noise on the street became louder and louder, and words like "Su family" and "fugitive" could be vaguely heard.
"Bang!" Xie Dalang closed the window directly. Who is this? Did he find out about Tuocheng