"I am too rewarded by the fact that I am accused of my friends in the world." Tiexue bowed and gave a gift.

Cold-blooded was not used to dealing with these things, so he bowed, and Feng Yifei followed him.

Diao Liang quipped the dry tobacco in his hand and laughed, "Three are so polite. You are so famous in the martial arts world. Even the 'terrifying general' Ling Luoshi, the 'invincible young master' Xiang Feiyu and the 'Flying Blood' Liu Jiyan were all impressed in his hands. The fellow practitioners in the martial arts world are particularly highly praised!"

The people he mentioned were all iron-handed, cold-blooded, and Feng Yifei's heroic record. The eight disciples guarding the door nodded and praised them one after another.

"Come on, three distinguished guests, please go in and have a glass of water and wine." Diao Liangwu smiled and reached out and led the way, taking the lead in walking in.

Feng Yifei discovered keenly that Diao Liang smiled warmly, but he seemed to be wary in his eyes. Being polite is enough and not cold. However, one thing is that Diaojiazhuang should be considered a decent force. His eyes look at him are just as cold-blooded as he looks at his iron hand, which is very wrong.

Is this a good concealment?

Iron hands followed, "We have something to do, so we won't drink this wine."

Diao Liangwu squinted his eyes and vomited smoke rings, "I wonder what's wrong with you all?"

He said coldly, "I heard that something happened in Diaojiazhuang in the past month. Diao San must know better than us, so we need to say more."

Feng Yifei muttered in his heart that cold-bloodedness is not as good as iron hand to understand the worldly affairs. Iron hand to call Diao Liangmi directly calls Diao to manage affairs, cold-bloodedness means adding "three".

That's fine, but his tone is quite sturdy, so I just quarrel.

Diao Liangwu still smiled and said, "Leng Si Master, let me tell you, the great trees in Diaojiazhuang attract wind, and there are rumors from time to time, which is common. Some things are not unusual to hear the news outside before us."

He said coldly, "I heard that seven days ago, your owner was a little abnormal in his mind. He wanted to forcibly insult his wife's personal maid. The maid refused to obey him and then cut him down. Is this a matter?"

Diao Liangwu spitted out a smoke ring and said disapprovingly, "Mrs. Madam's maid is already responsible for being a wife. Such a slut, the owner of the manor favors her. She is not aware of being polite, so it is common sense to punish her slightly."

The cold-blooded expression became even colder, "That ten days ago, your owner slaughtered the livestock in the village again. What's the reason?"

Diao Liangmi was still indifferent, "The things in the village are owned by the owner of the house. If you want to kill them, you will kill them. It just happens to add vegetables to the servants in the village. This is the owner who cares for the servants, so why not?"

He said coldly, "It is reported that your owner of the house has often stepped on the roof to recite poems in the middle of the night, so that the whole village cannot sleep, right?"

Diao Liang said, "The owner of the manor has such a good mood. Even if he quarrels with his family, he will not violate the court's laws, right?"

Lengxue asked again, "The owner of the Diao Manor beat up several servants four days ago, and someone listened to the cry for help from the owner's wife and her children at night. How should I explain it?"

"A servants commit a crime and punish them. It's a common thing. As for the wife, how can there be no quarrel between the husband and wife? The so-called fight at the head of the bed and the bed, the wife took the young master back to her parents' home. In a few days, if she gets angry, she should return. These are the housework of our Diaojiazhuang. Mr. Leng Si will take care of it, but it's probably unruly." Diao Liangzu smiled and said.

Tiexhou answered, "At night yesterday, the owner of Diao Manor threw the second son of Diao and Miss Xiaozhen into the river, which was related to two lives."

Diao Liangwu turned his head and said, "For this matter, Master Tie Er shouldn't ask me, Master Feng Wu is the one. General Manager Tang has already told him the reason for his love. How can those lowly fireworks women climb to the high branches of our Diao family..."

Feng Yifei intercepted, "But according to what I heard, Miss Xiaozhen is not a fireworks woman, but a maki."

"So what? Isn't it just a slut? She deserves our second son?" Diao Liangwu said disdainfully, "Five Master Feng injured my house owner. If you beat the good people for no reason, it is just a crime to be punished?"

As he said that, he smoked another sip of dry tobacco, "Fortunately, the owner of the manor is generous and did not take this matter to his heart. Fifth Master, you have to thank our owner."

All the strange things were taken by him in a few words, and Feng Yifei couldn't help but frown.

While talking, I had already walked through the huge courtyard and arrived at the side hall where I met.

Feng Yifei and the other two sat down at Diao Liangwu's greeting, but he accused him of guilt and walked in.

After a while, a maid brought tea and pastries to her.

Both the iron hand and the cold blood just sat there, did not drink, nor did they touch pastries.

Feng Yifei tasted it all and sipped the tea.

Tea is a good tea, and the pastries are also exquisite, and there is nothing unusual.

After a while, Diao Liangwu slowly walked out, holding a heavy bag in his hand, his face filled with ambiguous smile, and put the bag on the coffee table next to the iron hand seat.

The sound of "dong" was accompanied by some metal collision.

"What is this?" Tie Hand frowned and asked.

Feng Yifei had already guessed what was inside, probably something like silver ingots.

"A little bit of a little bit of meaning." Diao Liang smiled, "This is our little intention of Diaojiazhuang. The three of you came from afar and can't go for a waste of time. You can't give me a little gift, so I hope you don't want to refuse."

Diaojiazhuang is still not generous enough. Judging from the size of the bag, Feng Yifei probably has at most a hundred taels of silver. If you really want to present a generous gift, you have to give it a silver note.

Tie Hand smiled, "Thank you."

Feng Yifei was stunned. I wouldn't want to take it away, it doesn't fit his personality. Having said that, this is too little, who do Diaojiazhuang looks down on?

All the money in his own package must be exchanged for silver, which can bury the old man Diao Liangwu alive.

"You're welcome." Diao Liangwu vomited a few cigarettes, "Three, don't give it."

Iron hand shook his head, "We won't leave."

Diao Liangwu narrowed his eyes, "Isn't it enough?"

Tiexhou smiled and said, "It's not that it's not enough, but that we don't want it. We want to meet the owner of Diao Zhuang."

Diao Liangmi put down the tobacco pole, "We the owner rarely sees outsiders."

"A lot of things have happened recently. He can ignore others, but he can't ignore us who are in official business." said cold-blooded.

Diao Liangwu shook his head, "I just made it clear. The owner of the manor just slaughtered some poultry, accidentally hurt a maid, punished a few servants, and became excited to go to the roof to recite poems."

After saying that, he sighed lightly, "Does it be that one pack is not enough, so I'll get two more packs?"

The cold-blooded face was as deep as water, and he said coldly, "Do you know what the charge is for bribing the official officer?"

Tiexhou smiled and said, "You can just take out all the burdens."

Diao Liangwu's face also darkened, "What?"

Tie Hand said, "Stop saying a few words, and then go in once, and say a few more words, go in again. If you go back and forth, go in again, go in again, go in again, and go back and forth, go in again, go in the carriage."

Feng Yifei watched quietly, and the words of Tiexue and Lengxue were like a sing of a red face and a sing of a white face, so it was normal for Diao Liang to not have a good face.

But Feng Yifei knew that neither Tiexue nor Cold Blood were like that.

Diao Liang reached into the bag and pulled open a gap.

The golden light immediately appeared.

Feng Yifei was a little stunned. He thought it was a bad idea! The inside was actually gold ingots, so the value was different. This package was worth at least several thousand taels of silver!

After thinking about it, it was only a few thousand taels, which was not a big deal.

But it was bright and shady, and Jin Chengcheng's pile of ingots were really touching, not just the amount of silver bills to compare.
Chapter completed!