Yin Pingxian was shocked and looked at the messenger disciple in disbelief: "Young Master actually entered the city quietly and arrived last night?"
"Exactly..." "Where is the young master at this moment!"
"Drinking tea in the East Market..." The disciple did not dare to say anything, and spoke quickly: "The young master also ordered the master of the family to show off. If you want to see him, you can go alone!"
Hiss - what kind of trouble is this happening again?
Yin Pingxian was angry that the city guards were all useless, and was also deeply surprised. Yin Luqi loved to show off, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that gold and silver paved the way.
But this talented young master, on the other hand, actually sneaked into the city under the cover of night?
"From now on, don't call me the master of the house."
Yin Pingxian thought for a while.
If he calls himself the master of the family and Yin Jianye is the young master, wouldn't he be taking advantage of him blatantly?
Even if he had ten heads, he wouldn't be able to chop them off! After hastily explaining, Yin Pingxian suddenly stood up from the ground, turned into a stream of light, and flew straight to the small tea shop in Dongshi.
As for the ceremonial guards at the pass, they arrived later and waited respectfully outside.
Although Yin Jianye said that he should not show off, but at the end of the day, his attitude must be right.
The sun is shining brightly.
The interior of the Yin family's Wubao in the Northern Territory.
The criss-crossing streets are like a chessboard, and people are coming and going in the Chengdong Market, which is far away from the Tianyuan main building.
The mules and horses caravan unloaded their goods and were drinking water from the stone trough on the street in a mess. With the sound of gurgling, the driver driving the horse was filling his belly at the tea shop next to it.
"Brother, what you are asking is -" the coachman was chewing steamed buns and talking to the young man across the wooden table: "Of course I obey my boss's orders. I will go wherever he tells me to go. I just drive the horse and crack the whip."
Yes, how can we decide where the caravan will go?"
"Haha, that makes sense."
The one who answered with a smile was clearly Yin Jianye.
At this time, he put on simple coarse cotton clothes and looked like a merchant. He changed his previous graceful and luxurious image and became very close to the people.
He pushed the pickles on the table: "Have you ever been to Luwu Mountain?
Oh, by the way, it’s right near Xianyin Pavilion, where there are many young and beautiful girls.”
"I've been there, but I didn't see the little girl."
The coachman thought for a while, then picked up a handful of pickles and stuffed it into his mouth: "I heard that a very rich young man came there."
"You are very rich, but how rich?"
"Building river embankments not only provides food, but also gives out seven or eight copper coins every day, which is paid as soon as the work is done. This is absolutely unambiguous."
"Oh, does this count as money?"
Yin Jianye felt that he was about to find out the key information, so he indulged in lust: "Actually, this is nothing, right?"
"Hey, little brother, you haven't experienced any hardships."
The coachman suddenly lowered his voice. Seeing that no one was paying attention around him, he whispered: "Don't look at the Yin family's great business. He owns several mountains in a row, but when it comes to ordinary people, he is so fucking instigating."
"I went to the city to blackmail you, and I didn't pay you for the work. Did you see the Tianyuan high-rise building in the center of the city?"
"At the beginning, I had four or five men working there. They worked exhaustingly for more than half a year without earning a penny, and they almost starved to death!"
Yin Jianye frowned deeply.
His expression was extremely unhappy.
The driver said that he was in high spirits, and Xu Xu added: "In the end, their farm work was also delayed. If I hadn't helped them, the whole family would have been buried in a mass grave in the morning."
"Oh, if the deed of betrayal hadn't been in the hands of my employer, I would have really wanted to give up my job."
"I heard that there is a big project in Luwu Mountain recently, and there is a shortage of manpower. As long as you want to settle down..." The coachman drank a cup of tea and swallowed the steamed buns comfortably: "They also gave them fields, allocated houses, and even gave them
Give me a calf."
"so good?"
Yin Jianye was surprised.
He suddenly remembered a terrible thing and couldn't help but bowed and said: "According to what the old man said, wouldn't it be that a large number of civilians are flocking to Luwu Mountain?"
"No!"
"Not only the farmers near Gusu City are running that way, but the people from Dai Guishan are also running there!"
"Two days ago, I heard that the head of the Yin family ordered the mountain to be closed and no running was allowed, but I still couldn't control it. Instead, more and more people ran away."
"Is there still such a thing?"
Yin Jianye made tea for the coachman and asked doubtfully: "Didn't it say that there is a ghost owl that haunts Dai Guishan and kills passers-by?"
“Ghost owl?
What kind of ghost owl?"
Yin Jianye was startled, thinking that the Yin family in the Northern Territory had done a good job in keeping secrets and did not let the news leak out.
Finally, the driver suddenly realized and said: "The ghost owl I mentioned is Ye Zhenren, right?
He does kill people, but he doesn’t kill ordinary people, so why are you afraid of him?”
"After the mountain was closed, it was he who opened the gap and helped everyone escape!"
Hearing this, Yin Jianye finally understood why the ghost lord who was frightened by the news in the Yin family was now known as Ye Zhenren among the people.
at this time.
A middle-aged man sweating profusely suddenly burst in outside the tea shop.
He stepped into the threshold and saw the young man standing by the window. His pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had seen a poisonous scorpion with its claws and tail spread out, and his whole body trembled.
"Old man, let's share a table."
Yin Pingxian suppressed the fear in his heart and discussed with the coachman with a smile on his face.
"Who are you, old man?
You're not much younger than me, so just call me brother."
The driver looked at Yin Pingxian in surprise, moved half of the board out, and asked him to sit down.
But how dare Yin Pingxian?
He just heard Yin Jianye calling the coachman "old man". Wouldn't it be disrespectful if he called him brother?
Yin Pingxian smiled bitterly, not daring to sit down on his butt, and whispered to Yin Jianye fearfully: "... Young Master, do you mind if we share the same table?"
"It doesn't matter."
Yin Jianye nodded casually and didn't pay much attention to him. Instead, he warmly greeted the waiter and brought a plate of white chopped duck to the coachman.
"Old man, what do you think of our Yin's Wubao family head?"
When I heard Yin Jianye ask this question, my heart in my stomach suddenly rose to my throat.
It's not like he has never received people from the Yin clan in the Central Region. Although the process is troublesome, as long as the food and drinks are served well, there is usually no big problem.
Even if it is Yin Luqi, as long as he arranges a hundred beauties, there will be no chaos.
But a master like Yin Jianye who sneaked into the city at night and condescended to have contact with Mud Legs was really the first one.
Now that he is asking this question to the common people, he is obviously evaluating his performance in governing the Northern Territory. If he is not careful, let alone the position of clan leader, it is not certain whether he can keep his head! Yin Jianye never expected that he would be so high and mighty.
The monks encountered a situation where their lives were put into the hands of common people one day.
There was sweat on his forehead, and he watched the coachman munching the shelduck with trepidation, praying that he wouldn't talk nonsense.
"It's okay."
"It's not said that he has done anything outrageous."
"Although he likes to hunt, and he shouts in front of and behind him very grandly, Daigui Mountain is his forest, so why don't you just let him do whatever it takes?"
Yin Jianye breathed a sigh of relief, but the coachman's conversation suddenly changed and he suddenly started talking again.
These twists and turns scared Yin Jianye so much that he wished he could order ten plates of white chopped duck and stuff them all into the driver's mouth, just begging him to stop nagging him! "Our city lord is much better than those two guys some time ago."
"I heard that they are from the Central Region?
Ouch, just to offer sacrifices to the ancestors of the Yin family, it has caused us a lot of trouble."
Yin Pingxian was overjoyed, knowing that the two people the coachman mentioned were Yin Luqi and Yin Lulu. If he compared himself with them, was he not a model of benevolence?
But Yin Jianye suddenly became as cold as ice and walked away, obviously being touched by his disobedience.
This frightened Yin Pingxian to the point where he knocked over the bench at his feet and hurriedly caught up with him. When he got closer, he suddenly heard murderous aura splattering: "This is the tea shop."
"Kill them all."
Yin Pingxian was horrified and frightened. His face was sullen and he did not dare to ask any more questions. After a long while, he replied: "I will obey the orders of the young master!"
