big master, big liar

Chapter 132

"However, your Axi probably knows some of these things." Fang Qiutang suddenly said. "That brat, Ji Ni, used to steal from me a lot back then. He might not be able to make my firecracker, but he has no problem with gunpowder."

Song Xuan gave him a veiled look: "You never hide anything from him."

Fang Qiutang rolled his eyes: "Who told me to name him Nitre, he kept pestering me and asking me what Nitre does—"

Song Xuan looked over one by one, and Fang Qiutang explained the usage to him one by one. Sometimes Song Xuan couldn't remember, so he would swear a few words, but explained it again.

Finally, he said to him: "If you have any trouble someday, and I'm not here, just come over with that kaleidoscope. If you take that thing, it's the same as coming by myself. Even if I evacuate my shop, it won't matter." OK."

Song Xuan was taken aback by this sudden generosity, and froze in place for a moment, staring at him: "You are—"

"Don't worry about it, I'm fine." Fang Qiutang gave him a disgusted look. "I'm just afraid that you will be bullied by that kid Ji Yunxi. If you want to run away in the future, you will have nothing to worry about. If you really dare to evacuate my shop, I will pry your head."

Song Xuan laughed and couldn't help giving him a kick: "You should try to pry one."

The two of them exchanged words all the way, and made an appointment to eat at the Hengyang restaurant that they failed to eat last time. When they got to the stairs, they bumped into a girl wearing a veiled hat, who was arguing with another son-in-law.

"I ordered this hairpin first." The girl's voice was gentle and quiet, but there was a hint of impatience.

"Why don't Miss Wen give it to me? I'd like to pay three times the price." The young man said with a bright sarcasm in his tone. "Miss Zuoyouwen has been in her boudoir for many years. I don't think I will need this man's hairpin for a while."

"I think in the future, I'm afraid it won't be necessary. Unless there is a desperate adulterer, who will marry a broom star like you?"

The people around didn't know what they heard, and they all cast vague glances.

Song Xuan couldn't help but glanced at Fang Qiutang: "You're the boss, why don't you go up and stop me?"

"What's stopping them? They don't do anything. The more fun they rob, the higher the price I sell. If I'm in a hurry, I will pay a lot of money to make a reservation." Fang Qiutang looked happy. "When they're done arguing, my buddy will naturally go up to persuade them."

Song Xuan gave him a hard look, with disgust written all over his body.

That Miss Wen was said a few nasty things, inside and out, she was an old girl, unable to get married, and lost her family. The girl didn't seem to be angry, and turned her head to leave, but was stopped by the young man's entourage Next: "Miss Wen, our son is talking to you, didn't you hear it?"

Miss Wen took two steps to the left and right, but was blocked by the attendant, and finally raised her head: "My lord, please respect yourself."

"I'm self-respecting? Wen Chaoyan, if it wasn't for you, the unlucky Ke Fuming, how could I have suffered in bed for half a year?" The young man was so angry that he walked up to her, and even stretched out his hand to push her.

Miss Wen staggered back and hit the shelf with her back, a box on top was about to fall down, Song Xuan quickly stepped forward and pushed the box back.

He accidentally knocked Miss Wen's veil off, lowered his head, and met her slightly surprised eyes.

Song Xuan took a step back slightly: "I'm sorry, I overstepped the rules."

The young master came up and pointed at Song Xuan with his chin: "Who are you, you dare to come out and meddle in my affairs?"

Song Xuan's expression was indifferent: "Brother Tai is also a man after all, it's just a hairpin, why don't you argue with the girl?"

Brother Young Master snorted coldly, and pointed his finger at the tip of the girl's nose: "You don't know how miserable this old woman is, if I don't..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Song Xuan had already held his finger and took it back for him, with the gentle expression on his face as always: "Brother, this is my friend's shop, if you continue to make trouble here, I will Someone invite you out."

Only then did the onlookers realize that Boss Fang of the Zhenbao Building was standing aside, making calculations angrily.

But the young master refused to buy it: "Are you scaring me? A peddler and lackey want to take care of my young master's affairs?"

As he spoke, he actually wanted to call his followers to surround him.

Song Xuan untied the jade tablet from his body and put it upright under his eyelids.

The boy's swollen eyes gradually widened, and then his tongue seemed to be stuttering: "You, you, you..."

Seeing him like this, Song Xuan shook his head, "Let's go?"

The young man really walked away without a trace.

Everyone looked at it in a daze, not knowing what happened.

Fang Qiutang flicked the abacus beads, and said lazily beside him: "Look at your arrogance, you don't have the attitude of being a leader at all, you should let him do whatever he wants, and finally show your sign and shout out your identity, then Bring him back for disrespect."

Now Song Xuan's status is very different from before, disrespect to the national teacher is indeed pulled to punish him.

Song Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's just a quarrel, why did it end here?"

Saying that, he lowered his head to look at Miss Wen again.

Miss Wen seemed to be watching him quietly all the time, Song Xuan knelt down and picked up the veiled hat for her and handed it to him, smiling: "I was rude just now, please forgive me, miss."

Miss Wen took the veiled hat: "Thank you."

Suddenly, a young man's voice was heard outside: "Sister—" A man in a stone-blue robe rushed in, and when he saw Miss Wen, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried forward to see if she was all right.

Song Xuan was startled slightly when he saw the man.

He had seen this man in Bai Xiang's mansion, and he had also seen him during the court meeting.

He remembered him because in the early days when he refuted Bai Heng, when he mentioned the flood of spring rain and the disaster caused by bandits, this person gave him a sudden look. Afterwards, the Baixiang party tried to refute him, but this person did not come out .

"I'm fine," the girl softened when she saw her brother. "This young master helped me." He said, motioning to Song Xuan next to him.

Only then did the elder brother raise his head and bow to Song Xuan: "Thank you..."

Before he finished speaking, the man also recognized Song Xuan, and the second half of the sentence got stuck in his throat: "You...Mr. Song, Song..."

Miss Wen couldn't help but tugged at her elder brother: "Brother?"

Song Xuan smiled and shook his head: "Your Excellency, don't take it to heart."

The man became more and more dazed, watching Song Xuan and Fang Qiutang walk out of the treasure building.

Fang Qiutang laughed all the way: "You have been a good person once."

Song Xuan asked: "Do you recognize that lord?"

"Wen Chaoci, that's Bai Xiang's disciple, now Jing Zhaoyin. The other girl is his own sister, Wen Chaoyan." Having said that, he lowered his voice. "His younger sister, Wen Chaoyan, is a well-known beauty in Shengjing, but I heard that it was Kefu's fate. Several successive fiancés have suffered bad luck, and now she is nearly [-] years old and hasn't left the cabinet yet."

Speaking of this, Fang Qiutang frowned and sneered: "However, her fiancé is not a good person. I guess the Wen family didn't want to match her with a good marriage. Things in the house are very dirty."

"The kid who told you to scare away just now is her first fiancé. After two months of engagement, he broke his leg. After more than half a year of raising him, you can see how good he is. What kind of good family would give a girl to such a rascal."

Song Xuan shook his head, he and Fang Qiutang had seen such things a lot.

Fang Qiutang couldn't help laughing at him: "Are you a hero saving the beauty?"

Song Xuan glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense, Axi is going to lose his temper with me again after hearing that."

Fang Qiutang narrowed his eyes, then looked at Song Xuanlue's blunt walking posture: "You still spoil him."

That's probably what it means to keep tigers as a threat.