"One million taels per year!!?? Cough cough cough cough!! Wang Wenzheng is such a prodigal! Liang Guo has just become rich and he dares to spend so much!! Prodigal!! Prodigal...!!!"
The old man was beating his chest and whining. Just as the six old men across from him were smiling bitterly and not knowing how to persuade him, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and stopped howling...
"Hiss... you six... each one has one million taels a year, right?" Wang Linfeng said, stroking his beard thoughtfully.
"Yes...yes...juniors and others are all ashamed..." The six people hurriedly cupped their hands and bowed.
But Wang Linfeng threw away the elbow in his hand, wiped his oily hand directly on the white robe, and said loudly: "It's better than this! This old man of the palace will guard it for you! Each of you only needs to give me 500,000 yuan a year.
Two! You can do whatever you like with the rest of the time! You can come or not! Do you have grandchildren at home? It would be great to go home and hold your grandchildren! Leave this place to me..."
"ah???"
“Rip-off!??”
"Senior!! You're like this... no, it's not very good..."
"Who said it was a rip-off! Who said it was a rip-off just now? I'll stand up!!" Wang Linfeng glared angrily! He stood up suddenly, and everyone backed away, bowing their heads and being speechless...
"I'll help you look after the palace! You don't have to do anything to get five hundred thousand taels of silver, and you're not satisfied yet!? What's the matter? Why don't we just figure it out! Let's see which one is better, the six of you or me?
?I’m so embarrassed by you! You must know that my surname is Wang! I have the final say whether to give you the money or not! You guys... Uh-huh!!!"
"I'm sorry to the seniors, my master drank a few more drinks before going out. He said it but didn't mean it, hahahaha..."
At some point, Yan Bing had sneaked onto the city wall, covered Wang Linfeng's big mouth from behind, and pulled him further and further back...
"Seniors, eat well and drink well! I, the juniors, will take my master back home now. Please use it slowly! Use it slowly!"
After saying that, Yan Bing covered his master's mouth tightly and bowed several times to the six old men. Then he hugged the old man and kicked off the city wall and jumped back to the square. It wasn't until they both landed on the ground that the old man broke away.
When he was freed from restraints and turned around, he was given a slap on the brain!
After beating his chest and feet for a long time, he pointed at Yan Bing who was squatting on the ground and shouted: "What are you doing! You are doing a good job discussing business for the teacher. Why are you messing up the situation! Oh... Three million taels! What are you doing?
How can you turn your elbows outward!?? You can tell yourself if you are asking for a beating!!"
"Teacher, master... you can't just look at the money in front of you..."
"It's a penny!?? A few million taels of silver is just a penny!?? You're rich, right? You're loud, right? A few million taels of silver are just a penny to you!??" The old man
He was so angry that he blew his beard, glared, and breathed heavily. Seeing the old man acting like this, Yan Bing was not in a hurry, rubbed his head and stood up, with a wicked smile on his face.
"Compared to the fact that Zijin Gate fell apart and Zhao Wuji's body and head were missing, three million taels... is really not worth mentioning..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Linfeng, who had been full of complaints just now, immediately changed his appearance, his eyes widened, and he stared at Yan Bing closely: "Zhao Wuji... is dead!!?? When did it happen? I'm old man.
How come you don’t know?”
"Don't mention it. In fact, my disciple only found out recently when sorting out his old letters. In fact, Zhao Wuji's head was missing two years ago. The heads of him and his two sons were also sent to the palace. At this time
In the cellar..."
As Yan Bing spoke, the scene of opening the wooden box appeared in his mind. At that moment, he couldn't help but tremble all over his body, and his hair stood on end...
Unfortunately, I still practiced tongue twisters there for a month. If I hadn't followed the smell to find it, even the salted head would have rotted...
vomit--!!!
Thinking of the pungent smell of opening the wooden box, Yan Bing couldn't help but retched again. She had seen too many dead bodies on the battlefield, but the moldy head still seriously exceeded her physiological limit...
"Disciple is fine, I just remembered that smell..." Seeing the worried look on the old man's face, Yan Bing quickly waved his hand and explained softly. After a while, he stood up and said this
He revealed all his arrangements and plans over the past few years, which made the old man dumbfounded.
"So, Zhao Dewei sent over the heads of his father and his two brothers as promised. The Supreme Sword Village is completely settled. As for the Zijin Sect...it is now under double pressure from taxation and maritime robberies.
It’s not as good as before, even Jinding Pavilion was annexed by Xie Changkong out of desperation, Master... our great revenge can be avenged!"
Wang Linfeng stood there, motionless, and even the expression on his face did not change at all. His eyes were still wide open, looking into the distance in a daze...
"Master...? Master?? Did you hear what my disciple just said?? Master?? Master... Oh, let me go!!"
The next second, Yan Bing was suddenly picked up by Wang Linfeng, first lifted high, and then kissed his forehead. While laughing, he threw Yan Bing dozens of meters into the air, raised his hand to catch it, and threw it again! Again
Take it! Only when Yan Bing kept shouting "stop" did the old man pull her out.
He slowly lowered himself back to the ground, caressed his beloved disciple's forehead and laughed loudly: "I, Feixia Sect, have gained this divine disciple! It's when our ancestor appears! He deserves God's favor and mercy! Thousands of years of merit have not been accumulated in vain.
!!Now I have to repay my happiness!! I’m so happy!! Wuwuwuwu..."
Smiling and laughing, the old man cried again...
Thinking back to those days, let alone revenge... Even raising the two remaining disciples was a luxury. Now... since he got the treasure of Yan Bing, he not only saw the hope of inheritance, but also witnessed with his own eyes
The Feixia Clan rose again...to dominate the martial arts world and eliminate enemies. Everything seemed to have received help from God. At this time, Wang Linfeng was so excited that he couldn't understand what he was saying. He cried with joy and shed a lot of bitter tears on the spot...
After this fuss, Yan Bing gently stroked the old man's head and repeatedly comforted him: "Okay... Master, now that a big revenge is about to be avenged, you should be happy... Why are you still crying? Don't cry.
Are you going to cry anymore...Look, these three million taels...are they still a big deal?"
"Forget it! How come it doesn't count! Three million taels! Wuwuwuwu..."
"Oh, you can't just look at the money in front of you. The fact that the little emperor can spend money to invite so many experts shows that Zijin Sect is already lonely and the people are scattered. The more he can invite, the better it is...
Let him invite him! It's best to invite all the diners from the opposite side, so that we can save worry!"
"That's what you say...but it's several million taels...!!"
"Oh! It's not my disciple's money that was spent! Why are you so distressed?"
"Gah!"
The old man's crying suddenly stopped and he raised his head to look at Yan Bing!
"That's right! Anyway, even if we don't spend this money... we can't give it to us!"
When Yan Bing saw that the old man had been persuaded, he hurriedly took advantage of the gap and continued to persuade: "That's it! There are many masters in this imperial city, and you and your wife no longer have to stay here all day! Go wherever you want.
!think……"
Halfway through the words, Yan Bing's earbones suddenly moved. He turned his head following the footsteps in the distance and saw a young eunuch running towards this side with fast steps...
"Master, please calm down in this room first. Disciple...you have to get down to business first..."
