Chapter 12 (1/2)
”Where are you going, young master?”
At the beginning of summer, he snapped his fingers and said smartly, ”buy wine.”
I went to the nearest wine shop and brought four altars of blue bridge wind and moon. At the beginning of summer, let Su Qian'an lead the way to Yinzhi's residence.
It's late at night and there's no one in the street.
At the beginning of summer, he said to Su Qian'an, ”use lightness skills. It's too slow to walk.”
Su Qian'an looked at the two jars of wine he was carrying in his left and right hands, and said with a look of embarrassment: ”subordinate, it's inconvenient to take you...”
Smile at the beginning of summer.
”You fly hard, I can follow.”
Su Qian'an looked serious at the beginning of summer and didn't talk nonsense. Took a breath, tiptoed and swept up ahead.
Although he never questioned the words of early summer, he also felt that the young master was still young. So it took only five minutes.
”That's how fast you're trying?”
A disdainful word came from the rear. Su Qian'an's Qi and blood rolled and immediately mentioned eight points.
Just as he wanted to look back at the beginning of summer, another sentence came in his ear.
”But so.”
Su Qian'an was so excited by the teasing that he raised the speed to the limit. After a while, he looked back at the beginning of summer with a little panting.
Looking back, I found that the young master was gone. He wondered how he could compete with the young master if he took off. Just wanted to fall down and look for it, but I was patted on the shoulder. I looked at him provocatively side by side with him in early summer.
”Can it be faster?”
Su Qian'an feels oppressed. He is a dignified eight foot man. His lightness skill can't compare with the young master who has just 13. The green veins on the surface burst up, but the speed could not be raised any more.
When he landed in Yinzhi's yard, Su Qian'an's forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat.
At the beginning of summer, he knocked on the door and opened the door. It was very unexpected to see the beginning of summer.
”Young master, why are you here?”
He looked at Su Qian'an with four jars of wine, which was even more unexpected.
”Qian An, how can I bring you four jars of wine and make you so tired?”
Su Qian'an looked embarrassed. He looked relaxed, and the corners of his mouth at the beginning of summer looked as usual.
”Why not invite me in?” Asked with a smile at the beginning of summer.
”Please come in, please come in.” He stepped aside and invited them into the house.
”I'm just looking for you to drink. I brought the blue bridge wind moon you love.”
He nodded and turned to get the utensils.
Su Qian'an was angry with himself and took a jar to drink alone outside the house. He felt that he had no face to see the young master now. When he saw that handsome little face, he had a toothache.
Early summer knew that he had just been frustrated. He didn't mind him and began to gossip with him.
”The second floor is ready?”
”Well, there's not much modification. It's almost as if we moved the goods from the warehouse, cleaned them, put some bookshelves and prepared some drinks.”
”In your spare time, you can also buy some girls to use when you come back. It's inconvenient for me to send them here in case they are recognized.”
”I'm used to it. I don't need anyone else. I don't need it.”
”Not now. What about the future? You can choose some young ones and cultivate them yourself slowly. You can rest assured that they will be used in the future. What others give you is not as considerate as what you bring out with your own hands.”
”Yes, the young master is thoughtful.”
”You should change your name, too. Li Qiang's pseudonym can't be used anymore.”
”Young master, give me one?”
At the beginning of summer, I thought for a while.
”How about Mr. Bingwen?”
”To help many scholars, uphold the virtue of literature. Thank you for your name.”
”Young master Bingwen is just a name for spreading news to the outside world. I still like to ask you to lead it.”
”Huh?”
”Don't lead others, children and grandchildren. Your father wants you to inherit the good style of the door. One day, I will be ashamed of you. Give you justice and let you become the person who reestablishes the style of the door!”
In early summer, his eyes were dark and deep. He stared at it like that, solemn and determined.
His heart was greatly shocked. He thought that poisoning Du Hanfei was the last thing he could do for his family. However, early summer told him that one day. He can not only revenge, but also rebuild Ren's family?
A single spark started a prairie fire in my heart, and the blood around me was boiling. He didn't cry when his family was broken and died, when he was displaced, and when he was dying, he didn't cry.
At that time, his heart was full of hate. He told himself that this revenge was destined to be carried out alone. Du Hanfei doesn't die. He doesn't even have the qualification to cry.
However, at this moment, he suddenly wanted to cry. He felt that there was another person in the world who knew his surname Ren, his name xuanzhe and his word citation.
He got up and bowed deeply.
At the beginning of summer, he patted him on the shoulder and lifted him up.