Looking at the backs of his family master and several old guards who came in to report, he couldn't help but twitching the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying. He hesitated for a moment, then quickly lowered his head and followed them.
When I went out, I didn't see my son, but I saw a carriage parked in the courtyard, with a groom standing next to the carriage.
"The villain is the groom of Kongji Restaurant. He saw the two young masters were drunk, so he sent them back..."
Cheng Yaojin:......
Drunk?!
Lao Cheng felt like the veins in his head were throbbing and he was almost going crazy.
However, when he opened the car curtain and saw the hydrangea held tightly in his son's arms, his whole body suddenly felt bad.
Who can tell me what is going on?
How did this hydrangea get into this dog's hands?
Before the old guards behind him noticed it, Cheng Yaojin made a quick decision and rushed over, stuffing the hydrangea into his arms with lightning speed.
In any case, this hydrangea cannot be exposed.
Once exposed, he would be dead in minutes.
"Why don't you hurry up and carry it away? Carry it away..."
Cheng Yaojin said, bowed his waist and walked away holding his stomach.
The old guard was left in a mess.
Could this be the legendary feeling of being so angry that your stomach hurts?
Naturally, my son will have servants to take care of him. The most important thing now is this hydrangea.
You can't burn it down, and you still hope to have a showdown with that brat Wang Zi'an in the future.
But it can't be seen.
Lao Cheng thought for a while and decided that it would be safer to hide in his study.
…
Early the next morning, Cheng Chumo, who had sobered up, looked at his empty palms in confusion.
Where are my hydrangeas?
If this is lost, it's all over.
This is the token of love that the master keeps as a treasure, and he secretly shows off his cards to the master with this in mind, turning himself into an elder brother-in-law.
If the master knew that he had lost it, would he still have a good life?
He quickly got up from the bed, and without even having time to wash his face, he called in the maids and women who were waiting for him.
The results can be imagined.
He quickly put on his clothes and ran out.
The shopkeeper's words were conclusive, and he said that he even carried the ball up to the cart. The Kong family's groom also said that he had not seen it.
Cheng Chumo suddenly had an ominous premonition.
When I got home, I asked some people who were there at the time, and then I had a bad guess.
It's impossible to come back with an uneven hydrangea, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to the master. I have to bite the bullet and go find my old man.
Cheng Yaojin, who had already thought of a countermeasure, looked at the sky.
"What ball? I didn't see it - roll, roll, roll, if you don't roll, I'll beat you to death, you bastard..."
It is impossible to see the ball, even if it is beaten to death.
Cheng Chumo:......
"Brother, could it be that we have fallen off the road..."
Walking out of his father's study, Cheng Chuliang looked at his eldest brother with some worry.
"Something's wrong, there's something wrong with Aye today..."
Cheng Chumo turned to look at his father, who was still secretly paying attention to what was going on around him, and said in a low voice.
"Tell me, if we come back drunk like this, will we be scolded? Yesterday we made him embarrassed in front of so many people, and he didn't even mention it..."
But my old man refuses to admit it, and he is also very blind.
…
Wang Zi'an was also a little confused today.
The box for the hydrangeas is gone!
If you don't move there are so many boxes, but you move to the innermost corner to move one, isn't that a disease?
It’s better to kill him if you turn around!
I turned around and regretted why I didn't just throw it under the stove and burn it with a fire. My brain was really wet.
What souvenirs to keep? That’s the question!
Wang Zi'an had been worried all morning, not because he was simply afraid that the old Cheng family would come to visit him, but because this matter was a bit unreasonable.
She had a nice game of tossing hydrangeas to attract a bride, but she ruined it for herself...
Until, Li Siwen, Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang appeared in front of him again.
"You three, did you find anything else in any of the boxes - well, like a red, round thing..."
No one was brought!
Could it be that you didn't notice it?
Prince An felt much more at ease and tried to test the question casually.
"No, no, absolutely not - how could we, honest people like us, possibly mess with the master's things?"
"Yeah--"
The three people nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
Wang Zi'an looked at them up and down, but didn't see any flaws. The key was that these three people didn't bring anyone to kill them.
Hmm - that means it was not discovered?
very nice!
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But to be on the safe side, he'd better go back to the trading house and take a look. If he was still there, he would secretly take it back and destroy it on the spot to avoid future troubles. Although hydrangeas are rare, they should be kept.
There are risks.
There was also a group of guards from Lao Li on Dongshan Mountain. It was hard to let them go, so Wang Zi'an simply took the three of them to Dongshan Mountain.
When they arrived at Dongshan, the three of them were dumbfounded.
The master has two more apprentices. The key is that they are the real first disciples. The three of them were immediately envious.
Wang Zi'an didn't care about them. After briefly pointing out a few key points, he went to stare at Lao Li's guards.
A few days is the last day, and these people will leave in the afternoon. I will explain a few key points. Mainly based on the characteristics of these guards, I will design some tips for them to fight during the march.
After acquiring Li Yuanba's skills, he is now very proficient in these martial arts routines. Even the Juntiquan he taught some time ago was optimized by himself.
Wang Zi'an lived a very leisurely life, and even took time to look at his newly fired glass and take a dip in the hot springs.
But inside Chang'an City, it almost exploded.
The official warehouse is exhausted.
Starting from noon, food-selling sites began to be gradually withdrawn. This was like a spark that had been brewing for a long time, instantly igniting food prices and public opinion in Chang'an City.
Almost in the afternoon of the same day, all the major grain merchants closed their doors early and were reluctant to sell.
The convoys of grain merchants from Guanzhong, Shandong and other places also set up camp near Chang'an with a tacit understanding.
Naturally, no one would notice at this stall. Some scattered small workshops suddenly appeared on the streets of Chang'an, and among the grain merchants outside, a few mysterious and low-key grain teams also quietly appeared.
Liang Zhiyu's grain team is one of them.
After lunch, he took the two young guys around for a few rounds in the town outside, and then returned to the room peacefully.
As soon as the door was closed, the boy who had been following him cautiously came over.
"General Liang——"
As soon as he was halfway through speaking, Liang Zhiyu glared back. He laughed dryly, coughed a few times, lowered his voice, and asked furtively.
"How, how, what does the above say..."
Liang Zhiyu glanced at the note in his sleeve, couldn't help but smile, and glanced lightly at this trusted guard.