In order not to arouse the alarm of Fang's family, both of them changed their disguises.
Qinghu has roughly figured out the situation here.
Compared to the Sheng family, Fangjiacheng is indeed a little less qualified.
But after all, the Fang family is related by marriage to the Zhao family, and they also made a lot of money from the Huo family back then, so they are relatively wealthy.
It’s just that the Fang family is not as wealthy as the Sheng family. .??.??
When they came in just now, they were severely exploited.
The so-called effectiveness of what goes up and what follows.
Even if the gatekeeper is like this, the behavior of that family is unimaginable.
"Fang Rao has already stayed at the Fang family. I heard that she came back this time and brought the young master of the Zhao family with her."
Qinghu lowered his voice, and the two of them sat on the second floor of the teahouse, keeping their eyes on the main street where people were coming and going.
"The young master of the Fang family? Is he the child of Aunt Fang?" She couldn't help but hesitate.
She had taken it for granted before.
After all, Aunt Fang has been married for more than ten years, so her relationship with the Zhao family is naturally unusual.
No matter what, I am just an outsider.
Asking Aunt Fang to help her would probably be too much.
But Qinghu shook his head.
"This young master is Fang Rao's adopted son. I heard that the relationship between their husband and wife is not very good. Fang Rao will go back to the Fang family for a few months at this time. Every time, the Zhao family has to ask and urge her to come back.
Zhao family."
Lin Mengya couldn't help but sigh softly after hearing this.
In the final analysis, this matter was caused by Master Fang's greed.
In order to gain wealth, he sold his daughter to the Huo family; especially because he coveted the status of the Zhao family, he took the life of his grandson's family to force his daughter to remarry.
While the two were talking, a group of people walked up the main street.
The leader is a handsome young man.
She looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. Although she still looks a bit childish, her eyes are smiling and she looks extremely lovable.
Around him, there were many adults with fawning faces.
A group of people walked on the street and immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Lin Mengya and Qinghu just glanced at each other casually and then looked away.
"These idiots."
Qinghu concluded disdainfully.
Lin Mengya took another look.
"I'm afraid he is the young master of the Zhao family."
"It can be seen that, like Zhao Mace, he has eyes on the top of his head." Qinghu's eyes were very vicious.
Although the young master of the Zhao family looks cute to Yuxue, in fact he doesn't take the people around him seriously at all.
Lin Mengya was noncommittal.
It is also those adults who are willing to The depraved one goes to please a child and the higher one strives to make others look down on him. No one can blame him.
"Young Master, I wonder how long you will stay at our Fang house this time? I also want to take you on a tour to fulfill my friendship as a landlord."
The one who spoke was a branch of the Fang family.
In fact, in terms of seniority, he is Fang Rao's cousin.
Who let people climb a high tree?
Therefore, when facing a child who should be his nephew's generation, his flattery was not only not embarrassing at all, but even a little complacent.
If he hadn't been close to Fang Rao, I'm afraid that this good escort job wouldn't have fallen on him!
The young master of the Zhao family gave him a cold look, but his face looked innocent and cute.
"I am accompanying my mother to visit my grandfather this time. I will stay with my mother as long as she is here. My grandfather also asked me to take this opportunity to get close to you. From now on, Ziyan will have to rely more on his elders.
"
Zhao Ziyan's words instantly made everyone's eyes brighten.
If they seize this opportunity, wouldn't they be able to fly onto the branches and become phoenixes?
Everyone's attitude became even more earnest.
He didn't notice at all that Zhao Ziyan's eyes hid deep contempt for them.
After walking around with him, Zhao Ziyan felt that their chattering was too noisy, so he found an excuse to get rid of them all.
Those people also wanted to give it to him on the grounds of protecting his safety, but he politely declined.
Following him were the elite guards of the Zhao family.
Those idiots' subordinates are no match for a hair of those elites.
With his bodyguard, Zhao Ziyan walked around the street seemingly casually.
When he turned the corner, he saw an inconspicuous little stall at the entrance of the alley, selling little tigers he had made himself, but his face suddenly darkened.
"You guys, go and knock down that stall." He pointed to the stall indifferently.
The two guards behind him immediately stepped forward.
"Two gentlemen, what are you doing?"
The person guarding the stall was an old woman, looking timidly at the tall guard.
She was timid to begin with, otherwise she would not have set up her stall in this small corner where no one passed by.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, the two grown men kicked her stall away.
In an instant, the old woman was trembling with fear.
"Don't, don't kick my stuff!"
It was made by her and her daughter-in-law stitch by stitch. It was originally intended to supplement the family income, but now it was ruined by two pairs of big feet.
The old woman's eyes were red and she was kneeling
On the ground, I begged the two uncles to stop.
Who would have thought that when Zhao Ziyan saw her like this, he became even more furious.
"How dare you touch my tiger with such despicable hands! Cut off her hands for me. From now on, no one is allowed to sell tigers!"
Zhao Ziyan was born in the year of tiger, so since he was a child, his family would give him many things made in the shape of a tiger in order to please him.
He even kept a live tiger in his yard.
Therefore, he believed that all tigers in the world should belong to him.
Therefore, unless he agrees, no one in the Zhao family is allowed to sell anything related to tigers.
The untouchable of the Fang family would just sell his tiger privately, but instead of engraving it on gold and jade, it would be an ugly and vulgar cloth tiger. How could he endure it?
When the old woman heard this, she collapsed to the ground and couldn't even say anything to beg for mercy.
The two guards had no sympathy, they held her wrists down and tried to chop her off.
But before the knife fell, the two of them were punched away.
"Where did you come from, little brat, who dares to act so arrogant in front of your grandpa?"
Qing Hu condescendingly looked down upon this cruel little brat.
More than Arrogant, he, Uncle Qinghu, has never lost to anyone!
Lin Mengya, who followed closely behind, helped the old woman up, quietly stuffed some silver into her hand, and let her go.
She picked up the little tiger on the ground and couldn't help but feel a little angry.
The tiger cub made by this woman was so smart that it made her happy just to look at it.
Originally, the old woman couldn't find change, so she had to exchange it with Qinghu.
Who would have thought that after returning, something like this would happen.
"Whose child are you to be so uneducated? Your adults have never taught you that if you act like a fool in the street, you will be beaten?"
Zhao Ziyan didn't expect that someone would dare to come out to interfere with his affairs, and he immediately became furious.
"What are you waiting for? Cut out all their tongues!"
Unexpectedly, before the two people could move, they were directly stepped on the ground by the extremely fast Qinghu.
"Baby, if you want to cut out your grandfather's and my tongue, you won't be able to do it for the rest of your life!"
Zhao Ziyan took a step back.
He was really irritated, so he took out a small whistle tied with a red string from his neck and was about to blow it.
Qinghu didn't know that he was going to move reinforcements.
A figure flew past and when it appeared again, Zhao Ziyan's whistle had already landed in Qinghu's hand.
With a crisp cracking sound, the whistle turned into powder.
Qinghu clapped his hands and gave the other party a provocative look.
"If you can't beat me, call someone here. Do you think you're a baby? Tsk, you're a worthless waste!"
You can say these few words about Qinghu These words all stepped on Zhao Ziyan's fault.
At this moment, his snow-white face was gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on them. It was obvious at a glance that he must be planning how to cut them into pieces.
Lin Mengya hated the other person's eyes.
"We won't be like you, shouting and killing those who have no control over you. A coward like you can only bully those who are weaker than you. To the truly strong, you are just a weakling.
You will be a loser who relies on your parents."
"Shut up! I tell you to shut up! I'm going to kill you, kill you!"
Zhao Ziyan almost lost his mind.
Every inch of the veins on his neck burst, and his whole body was filled with strong murderous intent.
But for Lin Mengya and Qinghu, his momentum was simply not enough.
Especially the latter.
He crossed his arms and deliberately bent down.
"Why are you killing us? Remember, we are not afraid of the power of your Zhao family, but we are just disdainful of killing you."
These words made him feel more uncomfortable than killing Zhao Ziyan.
He stared at the two of them angrily. Finally, Lin Mengya seemed to get bored and threw away the dusty little tiger.
Zhao Ziyan has never hated someone so much.
He looked at the tiger as if he was watching his dignity being trampled on.
"ah--"
After the two left, Zhao Ziyan finally let out a heart-rending roar.
When the two guards limped towards him, he stabbed one of them in the chest with a dagger.
"Go to death! Go to death! Go to hell!"
The other person wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.
But in the blink of an eye, his companion's chest was turned into a ball of minced meat by the young master, and the dead body fell to the ground without making a sound.
The guards are no stranger to such scenes.
He didn't even dare to show the slightest trace of sadness.
Zhao Ziyan turned his head and stared at him fiercely.
"Catch those two damn guys! I will make them live and die!"
"yes."
The guard did not dare to raise his head.
After Zhao Ziyan let out a deep breath, he threw away the dagger, took out his handkerchief, and slowly wiped the blood on his hands.
"It's so dirty. I'm going to take a shower and change clothes. If my mother finds out about what's going on here, you will suffer the same fate as him."
He warned the remaining guards slowly.
It's a boy's voice that is obviously pleasant to the ear, but it's so cold and chilling that it makes people shudder.
