What's more, a scholar of Zhongshu is an honorable civil servant, and he is charged with the responsibility of selecting talented and noble people from all over the world. The first priority is moral integrity. If he indulges his grandson who goes whoring and gets eunuched, he will be impeached.
Feng Zhiwei was very satisfied, Mr. Li didn't look like a fool, she immediately understood the pros and cons of it, she smiled softly, held up the purse, and said softly: "I don't make things difficult for you, Mr. We won't say anything about dirty things, as long as you show some sincerity... "
"What...sincerity..." Li Gongzi was on the verge of crying with a pale face and blue lips.
"Actually, without a treasure, it may not be a man forever." Feng Zhiwei said leisurely, "It is said that Xuanyuan Qing, a famous doctor in Shannan, came from a family of the first family of medicine, and his medical skills are life and death. If this thing is preserved well, I can't guarantee that I can put it back on for you, and even if it's useless after you put it on, you will still be a whole body when you die, we Tiansheng are most taboo to bury your body incompletely, it will be a disaster for nine generations!"
"Then...then..." Mr. Li blankly covered his back, he didn't bleed much, it was all thanks to Feng Zhiwei's sharp knife, so he was in excruciating pain, but his life was not in danger. It's hard to understand Feng Zhiwei's meaning.
"I said... you go back, live in peace, study abroad, go to Beijing, go to see that famous doctor, or go to the mountains and rivers, anyway, you don't know us from now on, and we don't know you either." Feng Zhiwei took the bag Swaying in front of him, "When you leave the capital, ask someone to send a message, and I will sell you this treasure to you, so as to fulfill your reputation and your corpse in a hundred years, how about it?"
Cut other people's eggs and sell them to others...
The unlucky Mr. Li rolled his eyes and was about to faint. He was awakened by Feng Zhiwei's vigorous slap on the face. He casually tossed that egg and told about it. He couldn't be a man in his life and if he didn't talk about it, the Li family would inevitably be in trouble.
In any case, his egg has been squeezed out. This is an ironclad fact, and it is his eternal handle. No matter how you cover it up, people will inevitably find out. The only thing you can do now is to go out of Beijing immediately to find a famous doctor and buy your own egg. Come back, at least get one gun and two eggs.
"How much money..." he asked with dull eyes.
"Not much." Feng Zhi smiled amiably, "Three thousand taels of hard work."
Three thousand taels of silver is not too much or too little, it is usually the amount of money that this kind of son and son can use without alarming his parents, one should not be too greedy, Feng Zhiwei feels that he is very humble.
"There are... not... so many..." Mr. Li was sweating profusely, looking at her as if he was looking at a devil, "Let... send it over tomorrow..."
"Send it under the third brick on the west wall of Dongchi Hutong. I hope that by the time your bank note arrives, I have already got the news that you are leaving Beijing." Feng Zhiwei nodded in satisfaction, thinking about how to get the money safely.
"Don't play tricks." Feng Zhiwei's calm eyes flickered in the sunlight, making the other party shrink back again, "People who have money should never fight with ordinary people like me, because they have nothing, so they are no longer afraid of losing. .”
Mr. Li was dripping with cold sweat, bit his lip and nodded—if he had any thoughts in the first place, his gaze at Feng Zhiwei would have disappeared at this moment. No matter what he does for this frail young man, his expression is calm. This calmness itself is scary enough, but it's even more terrifying The most important thing is that look, behind the misty eyes, infinitely stubborn.
Although the man didn't really threaten, but he just believed that if he really tried to take revenge, the boy would drag him as a backup after his death.
"Three days after you leave Beijing, send someone to the same place to pick up your things, and let them give it to you quickly, maybe there is still time." Feng Zhi smiled happily, patted the purse, "The purse is also for you, no money, Buy one get one free."
"..."
Calling a passing boy to help Mr. Li go back to the mansion, Feng Zhiwei believed that the Mr. Li was so angry and panicked that he couldn't care less about killing someone to silence him.
She comforted Yin'er, who had been staring blankly at her with complicated eyes, and Feng Zhiwei sent her away, standing alone in front of the winter jasmine bushes, meditating silently.
Under the sunlight in early spring, the yellow-faced boy has a handsome appearance, his eyes are gentle and moist, and he looks at the flowers with a kind and cherishing expression.
The hand is also very kind and cherished, holding the egg bun.
After a long time she smiled and said, "Have you seen enough?"
Surrounded by silence, she seemed to be speaking to the air, Feng Zhiwei was not in a hurry, smiling as before, and sure enough, the next moment, the flowers were shaking, and the man came with a wine glass, Shi Shiran.
"Why does something good happen every time I see you?" The eyebrows flying slantingly are as green as feathers, and the eyes under the eyebrows are deep and dark, not illuminated by the sun.
"It's better to say that good shows often happen around your body." Feng Zhiwei turned around and smiled, a little surprised that he could recognize her disguise every time, isn't this yellow face too iconic
Hey, next time you pretend to be a pretty boy, maybe he won't recognize him
The naughty thoughts flashed by, and the girl's eyes were rippling and bright, as fresh as spring, which attracted the man to look at her more deeply, the light in his eyes flickered, but no real thoughts could be seen.
His eyes fell on her palm, his eyes seemed to be a smile but not a smile, a little surprised and a little weird, Feng Zhiwei remembered the egg bun in his hand, smiled a little embarrassedly, subconsciously wanted to hide it, but in the end he chose to grab the egg bun even tighter. tight.
"I saw you three times, and you were killing people twice." The man took a sip of his wine, his eyes fell far beyond the sky, "You really have no law in the world, can I not care about this?"
"Next time you meet me, I will definitely not kill someone." Feng Zhiwei replied solemnly.
His hands paused, the man laughed dumbly, and took another careful look at her. The girl in front of her was leaning against a bush of flowers, her figure was thin, but her brows were open-minded. The sun was a bit strong, and she sweated a little, and her skin became crystal clear. The color of the water, set off by the misty eyes, gave birth to a bit of charm.
Of course, this sweet feeling is based on the premise that she didn't see the egg bun.
Gently turning the wine glass in his hand, the man seemed to be hesitant about something, and suddenly said: "Aren't you going back to the Qiu Mansion?"
"I will." Feng Zhiwei answered honestly, "I am not suitable to be a turtle slave."
"Then why did you take refuge in a brothel?" The man turned his eyes around, "How do you go back to such a dirty place in the future?"