Xiao Yi obviously knew about Huang Ai, so he was stunned for a moment.
"What's going on?"
"I'm also blamed. I just wanted to help Xiaolu make money, but I forgot that she was a purely kind daughter's family, and that's the way to know those prodigal sons."
Huang Ai said, picking up the wine pot, and gurgling in a big mouthful.
He tried hard to calm down his emotions and told Xiao Yi about what happened in the past two days.
"I originally thought yesterday that I could help Xiaolu.
Unexpectedly, the guy was generous and had a lot of money with Xiaolu and me, which made Xiaolu feel grateful. Today, he deliberately made the gesture of meeting Xiaolu by chance and pulled Xiaolu to accompany him to travel to the lake. Xiaolu had seen such a prodigal son. So I was a little fascinated by that guy, and I didn't know how to persuade him, so I came to Xiaoyi to complain."
Xiao Yi coughed again, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill, and swallowed it with wine.
His face improved a little.
Although it was still a little pale, it looked refreshed.
He looked at Huang Ai and said after a while: "The third brother doesn't know what his daughter is thinking.
The deer is the age of the cardamom. When she suddenly meets the prodigal son who will make money, she will inevitably be moved.
To solve this problem, you can’t start from Xiaolu’s side, and you should find the prodigal son. As long as he leaves, there will be no trouble."
Huang Ai's eyes lit up and she raised her head.
However, he immediately lowered his head and sighed.
"How do you let him go?"
Huang Ai whispered: "That guy is generous and has a powerful follower around him. Although he is not powerful, he is at least rich. I am just a little man. How can I drive him away? If I don't do it well, I will also implicate Xiaolu."
"What are you talking about by Brother San?"
Xiao Yi's expression changed and said sternly: "You are my Yan Qing's brother, why are you a little person?"
But a prodigal son lets you do this, how can you do big things in the future? Didn’t you say that you would marry Xiaolu in the future? How could Xiaolu look down on you like this? How could you give her a good life? You are simply a bastard."
"Brother Xiao Yi, I'm not afraid..."
"Since you're not afraid, don't say anything more."
Xiao Yi started coughing again, and this time he coughed much more severely than before.
Huang Ai hurriedly walked to the stall and asked for a bowl of water to hand it to Xiao Yi.
He took it, took a few sips, and placed it on the table.
"Let me do this, I'll walk on your behalf so that the prodigal son can know the greatness."
"Brother Xiao Yi, your injury..."
Xiao Yi laughed when he heard this.
"Although I, Yan Qing, is injured now, it is not difficult to deal with a prodigal son.
Third brother, don’t worry, I will help you solve this matter. If the prodigal son knows the importance of the matter, he will leave... If he is ungrateful, don’t blame me for being rude."
Xiao Yi's words revealed a lustful aura.
Huang Ai couldn't help but shivered, but looking at Xiao Yi's gaze, there was a little more admiration and respect.
"Brother Xiao Yi, your injury is really undesirable."
"I know...but that century-old ginseng is really too expensive. Although I have been looking for a job in the tile, I can only barely buy some medicines that stabilize the injury. If I really want to buy a century-old ginseng, it is far from enough. So, please ask me for information to see who has that old ginseng. If it really doesn't work, I can only..."
Xiao Yi said, showing a bitter smile.
If it were not forbidden to do so, he would really not want to go this path.
No one's money was blown by the wind... But if it weren't for this century-old ginseng, his injury would not be healed, and he would have life worries if he couldn't do it well. I thought it would be easy to come to Hangzhou this time, but who expected... That guy's big handprint was really perfect. If it weren't for the house he learned in his early years, he might have died.
If a man does not care for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.
At this time, Xiao Yi's breath had stabilized and he asked, "But try to find that wealthy family and don't make things difficult for ordinary people."
"I see."
Xiao Yi took a breath and looked at Huang Ai and said, "By the way, where did you think that guy lives?"
"Just in Anle Hall... It is a building with a name name A, in the northeast corner, near a single-family building by the river. I heard that there is a green donkey in the yard."
"Yeah, I get it."
Xiao Yi spoke, picked up the wine bowl, ate a sip of wine, and stood up.
"San brother, remember to ask me who has a century-old ginseng."
"Don't worry, Brother Xiao Yi, let me do this."
Xiao Yi nodded and turned around and left.
Huang Ai was in a much more relaxed mood and became energetic.
He didn't know Xiao Yi Ge, named "Yan Qing", for too long, but he knew that this brother was a capable person.
He even knew that "Yan Qing" was the one who broke into the Jade Emperor Temple.
But he is not an ordinary person to be able to fight out of the siege of so many officers and masters.
Such a hero naturally has to make friends with him. Huang Aiquan didn't know anything, but Yan Qing told him that the government was looking for him now. Such trust made Huang Ai even more admired. He respected Yan Qing very much and was willing to talk to Yan Qing if he had any displeasure.
Yan Qing was injured, and his injuries were not serious.
To cure it, a century-old ginseng is needed as a medicine guide to cure it.
But this century-old ginseng...
Huang Ai also had a headache.
There may be some in the drug store, but there is a shortage of money in the pocket.
Perhaps as Yan Qing said, something extraordinary needs to be done... As for what is this extraordinary thing? Huang Ai naturally knows.
The building is empty.
Gao Yu sat in the courtyard, ate two glasses of wine, and felt overwhelmed.
He said he didn't care about Wu Song's departure, but he was very concerned about it in his heart.
With Wu Song here, his safety is at least guaranteed... Although Wu Song is not there, Gao Yu is not afraid, he will inevitably be a little nervous.
It’s not easy to find a hero like that.
The reason he looked for Wu Song was because Wu Song was from Dongping Prefecture and had a clean life experience, which made him have nothing to do with the Ming Cult. But if he was looking for help in Hangzhou City... Gao Yu really didn't dare to act rashly. Qingxi Pavilion has a history in Hangzhou for many years. God knows how powerful the Ming Cult is? If he is exposed and he cannot take revenge, he will also cause death.
Gao Yu must think carefully and also think about how to deal with it if Qingxiguan sends someone to contact him?
What a troublesome!
Gao Yu had a headache.
Judging from the current situation, the hatred must be hidden in the Ming Cult.
The Ming Cult is both colluding with the government and... It is really not easy to find clues from this complicated relationship.
If you want to find Qiu Dao Ren, you must try to get into Qingxi Pavilion.
Now, the Qingxi Pavilion has noticed his existence... Once they send someone, what should he do?
A bright moon hangs high in the night sky.
The moonlight is soft and sprinkles in the courtyard, as if it has covered the courtyard with a layer of white frost.
It rained just during the day and the weather was very cool.
The wind blowing from behind the house shaking the branches and leaves of the locust trees beside it shaking, making a rustling sound.
It's already late at night!
From the front yard, the sound of a clapper came from the sky, which made Gao Yu feel sleepy, couldn't help but yawn and stretched.
He was about to go back to his room to rest, but suddenly, he stopped.
Chapter completed!