The first thousand one hundred and ninety-seven chapters
She was not moved by his doubts at all, and said with a sneer at the corner of her mouth: "With a deposit of three thousand taels, you can afford to ask Mrs. Zhen to make a sword, right?" She said and took out a silver note of five hundred taels.
, put it aside, "Then I will use these five hundred taels to buy Mrs. Zhen's whereabouts, can you tell me?"
Qingyang glanced at the five-hundred-tael banknote and couldn't take it off. However, he looked at the three-thousand-tael banknote again and said with a heart: "I took over this job first. If you guys
If you pay the deposit, you'll pay. If you don't, you'll be kicked out. There's no need to bargain here!"
"Didn't you just look like you were making a sword into a mystery? Why have you become a money addict now?!" Gong Yueyue's eyes were a little cold.
Qingyang asked back: "Is the mystery of sword-making a conflict with the money-loving people? Isn't it just because I immersed myself in sword-making that I became a pauper? If I don't love talents more, I will starve to death!"
Zhao Changyuan looked a little surprised, "It turns out that you didn't want to talk to us at first, not because you didn't see that we knew martial arts, but because we don't look like rich people, right?"
"You have seen it all, what else do you have to ask?" Qingyang glanced at Gong Yueyue again and felt that it was useless to tell the man. He could only convince the woman, "My identity is absolutely not fake.
Although I, Qingyang, am not well-known, I am still well-known in the world. Besides, with the power of the two of you, I can't escape even if I take money to run away."
Gong Yueyue's eyes flashed slightly, and she said with a bit of cunning: "You love money, and I do too. I have everyone around me, but I really lack a swordsmith like you. You might as well follow me.
Not only will you enjoy a good time and drink well, but I will also give you a monthly salary of one hundred taels every month."
Qingyang glanced at her up and down, "People like you are either licking blood at the tip of a knife, or working for some powerful person. I still want to live a peaceful life, and I won't follow you no matter what!"
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Now that she had the heart to accept him, Gong Yueyue touched the edge of her face and directly tore off the mask on her face, revealing her original face.
Qingyang was stunned when he saw her true appearance, with his mouth slightly open and his eyes full of surprise.
"Unfortunately, I am not one of the two types of people you mentioned. I am the eldest lady of the Gong family, Gong Yueyue. I can guarantee that if you go back with me, you will be more peaceful than you are now." Gong Yueyue
He put the mask on the table and said.
In the huge contrast between before and after, Qingyang was still a little unable to react. He put his hand on his chin and looked at Gong Yueyue infatuatedly. He smiled like a nympho and asked: "What did you just say?"
Zhao Changyuan's eyes twitched as he watched from the side. It took a lot of strength not to slap him to death with a palm.
"I said I am the eldest lady of the Gong family, Gong Yueyue." Gong Yueyue's smile also carried a bit of danger.
Qingyang's nymphomaniac expression did not change, "It turns out to be Miss Gong."
After finishing speaking, it took a while before he suddenly came back to his senses, "Miss Gong? Which Gong family? The Gong family, the number one family in Shendu?!"
Gong Yueyue nodded, "Yes, it's the Gong family, the first family! Now you know my identity and understand my sincerity, right?"
The expression on Qingyang's face was quite calm, but the hand holding the tea cup was shaking a little, "I didn't see the sincerity, I just saw the threat... Can we pretend that we have never met today?"
"Sorry, it's already too late when you, the lion, open your mouth." Gong Yueyue's smile was no less than that of a cunning fox.
He rolled his eyes and said, "Otherwise, this deposit will be regarded as for my master. When my master comes back, we will definitely come to visit. If we don't build a satisfactory weapon for the young lady, we will never leave the Gong Mansion. What do you think?"
Gong Yueyue held the tea and sneered slightly, "Master Qing, your wishful thinking is really unreasonable. The Gong family temple wants to dedicate the big Buddha of Mrs. Zhen, but it is still too small. Master Qing
This little Buddha can still be offered to me. Besides, what I want is not some magic weapon, Master Qing is enough!"
"Didn't you just seem to want to spend money to buy information about my master from me? Now it's delivered to my door and you don't want it. Why are you so weird!" Qingyang shouted angrily.
Gong Yueyue's face also turned cold, she looked at Qingyang and said: "I am also doing this to provide a better environment for Master Qing, right? If you want money, materials, or even a safe place, I will do it for you.
I can give it to you, so why are you dissatisfied?"
Qingyang seemed to be really irritated. His previous cowardice was gone and he said to Gong Yueyue: "Although I am a small swordsmith, I can't compete with your Gong family! But even Tiny Herb can't compete with you.
I have integrity, I will never become a guest in a traitor’s house!"
After hearing this, Gong Yueyue raised her eyebrows slightly. She was about to give birth when she heard him say it again.
"If Miss Gong is determined to force Qing today, then both sides will suffer losses!" He looked at Zhao Changyuan next to Gong Yueyue and said: "As far as I know, Miss Gong is engaged to the newly crowned prince.
, and now he is actually hanging out with a man in disguise. Although Bucai is a low-key person, he still has a few friends in the world, so he can still do it if he wants to spread the news! I believe that if such words spread, it will definitely cause an uproar.
It’s better to think twice about a young lady for the rest of your life!”
Seeing his indignant look, Gong Yueyue was not moved at all. Instead, she turned to look at Zhao Changyuan and asked, "What do you think we should do?"
Zhao Changyuan turned the tea cup in his hand carelessly, "It's best to kill him!"
The tone is like deciding what to eat for dinner.
Gong Yueyue had some hesitation on her face, "He also has a master who is a famous person and will make enemies."
"Who knew it was us?" Zhao Changyuan turned to look at her, with a hint of evil in his eyes.
Qingyang's back suddenly felt cold. He stood up nervously and took two steps back. He took out two handfuls from his arms and took out a flare or something like that, "You, don't mess around, I, I'm calling someone!"
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Zhao Changyuan sneered and stood up slowly, "Do you believe it or not, you were already a dead person before this thing took off?"
At this moment, he was full of energy, his true energy was swaying through his clothes, and the air around him seemed to have suddenly become thinner.
Qingyang swallowed hard and looked at the perverts in front of him who were more powerful than each other. He finally gave up, threw the flare away, and acted like a rogue, "You guys are too bullying, don't I just want to cast a shadow?
Can I make some money with my sword? Are you trying to force me to my death?! This is going to be spread, and I will become a retainer of the Gong Mansion. How can I still hang out in the world? Who is willing to bet with me!"
"Is the Gong family so embarrassed?" Gong Yueyue asked somewhat unhappily.
Although I knew that the Gong family’s reputation was not very good, I didn’t expect it to be so bad! (To be continued)