Chapter 53 The flood washed the Dragon King Temple
People who were buying things in the store were also startled and ran out of the store one after another for fear of getting into trouble.
Such a big movement immediately attracted a young man who was wandering on the street. He was wearing a colorful satin robe. He looked good, but he had to wear it in a "dandy" style.
Especially the two servants following him, one was a guard with a knife and the other was an ordinary boy carrying large and small bags. You could tell where they came from at a glance.
Wei Feng was feeling bored when he suddenly saw the crowds of people in front of him, and his eyes instantly lit up: Yo? Is there any excitement?
Without saying anything, he rushed over.
The boy's head hurt and he shouted quickly: "Master, Master, wait for me, slave..."
"Master, you promised me that you won't cause trouble today. Master -"
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From a distance, he heard his young master reply: "I know, I won't cause trouble."
However, the boy looked at Wei Feng who had already wormed his way into the crowd, with a grimace on his face: "It's over! It's over! You can't escape from this beating..."
Every time the young master promised, he promised well, but every time he could not do it, so he was punished with "sticking" every time along with the young master.
The boy followed him crying.
As for Wei Feng, he didn't care at all. He grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the bag he carried with him, assumed a "melon-eating party" posture, and stared inside with shining eyes.
In the room, Uncle Yao sneered: "Ha! In this capital city, when a sign falls, nine out of ten people it hits are nobles. I wonder who your master is?"
The shopkeeper did not expect that this man was not afraid, and his heart skipped a beat, because he knew very well that although he often used the name of his master to show off his power, his master was just a "viscount". Compared with a real nobleman,
Still a little worse.
He was able to gain a foothold in the capital with the power of the "Viscount", but most people were too lazy to pay attention to him. Unexpectedly, he met a more serious master today.
But the shopkeeper is not afraid. Anyway, if the sky falls, the master will hold him up. What does it have to do with him being a little person?
"Master Viscount, my master is the Viscount... This gentleman," he said, "is a man who understands practical matters. When the shopkeeper realized something was wrong, he immediately lost his arrogance and said with a flattering look on his face, "I don't know where I offended you.
, Please give me some advice. The villain is just a dog in front of the Viscount. Everything is just the Viscount’s instructions. He will fight wherever he points. He is loyal..."
What I mean is, this master, I don’t know where I offended you, but it’s definitely not because I wanted to “offend” you. I just followed the order of my master. If you want to cause trouble, don’t look for the villain.
You should find the villain's master.
Wei Feng was surprised and thought to himself: Oh, is this slave still loyal?
However, he looked at Uncle Yao for a long time and didn't recognize who it was. In addition, Uncle Yao's clothes were not very expensive, and he didn't look like...
No, Wei Feng's eyes flashed and fell on Uncle Yao's shoes and hands again.
No matter how much you disguise yourself, if you are used to wearing good stuff, suddenly changing into something that doesn’t fit your feet very well, you will definitely feel uncomfortable. So although Uncle Yao’s clothes have been changed, the shoes on his feet have not been changed, but the pattern on them is not so good.
There are not many gold or beads on it, so it looks a bit ordinary, but Wei Feng is sure that the material is definitely first-class.
Looking at Uncle Yao's hands again, they are white and tender, whiter and tenderer than the girl's hands, which makes him look delicate.
Even Wei Feng himself, although his hands are whiter and tenderer than the average person, but because he often handles knives and sticks, he also has a lot of calluses, which is different from Uncle Yao's.
Wei Feng is not a fool. He knows very well that a person who can raise such hands must have an extraordinary family background, otherwise...
Uncle Yao: "..."
No, you misunderstood, I just put on my mother's special ointment.
In addition to getting the ones sold by Baixiang Pavilion, Gu Qingling also made some for his own use. As the eldest son who wanted to "win over", Uncle Yao naturally got a share.
Uncle Yao may not understand the shopkeeper's petty ideas, but he feels surprisingly angry.
Because others don’t know, but he knows, what about the master, the viscount, the master of the shopkeeper is obviously Mrs. Yao, but he keeps talking about himself and saying what he has done. Isn’t this “framing”?
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"I wonder who your master is?" Uncle Yao gritted his teeth angrily, "Tell me your name. I want to see what he assigned you to do."
"Master Yao of the Yao family." The shopkeeper was unambiguous and directly announced his identity.
"You're talking about Yao Deqing, right?"
"This master, my master's name is not something that a villain can call casually..." The shopkeeper did not expect that the man in front of him not only did not feel afraid when he heard the name, but directly called out his master's name.
Wait, who is this person? He dares to call the Viscount by his first name?
Uncle Yao kicked him out and directly hit the shopkeeper's chest: "Open your eyes wide and see who I am."
"bump……"
The shopkeeper was kicked out and felt a tight pain in his chest, but he still couldn't recognize who the person in front of him was.
He cursed secretly in his heart. He had known for a long time that the identity of "Viscount" would not work, but he did not expect to encounter a tough opponent so quickly. Forget it, this person seemed to be "provoked" by his master.
The shopkeeper got up and quickly begged for mercy from Uncle Yao, saying that he looked down upon others and was not a good person at all. He somehow got involved in the "fighting spirit" between the master and his master.
He is old at the top and young at the bottom. He cannot stand the tossing of your masters. Please treat him like a fart.
He promised that after this incident, he would definitely burn incense to this man to thank him for his "grace of not killing".
"My surname is Yao!" Uncle Yao looked at the shopkeeper angrily and said, "You are using my name to show off your power outside and compete with others, but you don't even recognize me. How brave are you -"
Seeing this, Wei Feng's eyes widened: Damn it! No, this is... the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple?
His eyes fell on Uncle Yao, and then on the shopkeeper who had been dealt with, and he was filled with surprise.
No, no, no, this is not the Dragon King Temple. Someone is clearly brave enough to use other people's reputation to cause trouble outside. As a result, by coincidence, the real owner was caught.
Tsk tsk tsk...
This drama seems to be getting more and more interesting.
Many people in the crowd showed surprised expressions, not expecting the direction of the melon to be so "unexpected."
They even "sympathized" with Uncle Yao, who had been stigmatized even though he had done nothing. Fortunately, the shopkeeper had not done anything harmful so far. If he really did, then...
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"You, you, you...are you Lord Yao?!" Not to mention the melon-eaters, even the shopkeeper was shocked.
After Mrs. Yao married into the Yao family, he did go to the Yao Mansion to visit him, but the people who met him were all Mrs. Yao, but he had never met Uncle Yao.
Unexpectedly, one day, he would actually "touch" him?!
