Chapter 895

The shopkeeper accompanied him with a smiling face. His bent waist was about to be level with the table. He spoke carefully and was completely different from his arrogant appearance just now. "Miss, can you take a step to speak?"

Yan Qiqi still didn't move. He pulled his chopsticks in the plate twice and put them down again. "If there is any problem, just say it face to face. There are no outsiders here."

When Yan Qiqi heard Yan Qiqi say so, the shopkeeper dared not refute his request. He retreated and asked for the second place. He smiled again and his mouth was about to open to his temples. His eyes dodged and glanced at Hao lianche from time to time.

"Since... In that case, the small one will say it clearly." The shopkeeper coughed a few times. His fingers shrank in his sleeve cage for a long time before he took out a silver spindle and put it in front of Yan Qiqi.

"It's a small business. You can't take the silver. Please take it back."

Then he took out another piece of gold, which looked rather reluctant, "I just had an eye for Taishan and bumped into two people, especially this adult. You have a lot of adults, so please bypass me this time."

Yan Qiqi finally understood his intention.

She threw her long sleeves and stopped the shopkeeper from pushing the silver to her side. "It's easy for you to take the silver back and ask me to forgive you. You just need to promise me one thing. I can forgive everything that happened before."

As soon as the shopkeeper heard that there was room for maneuver, and there was no need to pay so much money to hurt the meat, he naturally nodded like pounding garlic, "well, not to mention one, even ten, I promised!"

"Aren't you afraid that you can't do what I want you to do?" Yan Qiqi deliberately frightened him.

The shopkeeper was really fooled. Well, he said, "this..."

Yan Qiqi teased him enough, turned his head and looked out of the window at the beggar lying in the corner without saying a word, "when he comes again, you can give him whatever you want."

A beggar wants nothing more than three meals and clothing a day. Yan Qiqi's voice has just fallen, and she doesn't have to do it. Hao lianche doesn't know when to change a stack of silver tickets and put them in front of the store, "you won't suffer."

If the shopkeeper still dares to ask for the gifts from these two noble people at this time, it will be hopeless. It will be hot to have more silver. He has always known the sense of propriety in doing business for so many years, and he will accept them immediately. "No, no, I will follow your orders."

I don't know what's going on. Just now Hao lianche just glanced at him obliquely, but it made his back sweat and almost fell to his knees with a plop.

After dinner, they left in the bow and bow of the store. Yan Qiqi didn't hurry to get into the carriage, but walked to the place where the beggar still refused to leave curled up.

The shopkeeper didn't go in, but looked at them from a distance. The boy dared to come out when they were far away. "Shopkeeper, what's the origin of these two people? Why are you so respectful to them?"

The shopkeeper, who had just been a grandson in front of them, slapped the shopkeeper, "you know what a fart! These two people are so noble that you can't imagine. Go to work! "

"Yes..."

Here, Yan Qiqi squatted down in front of the beggar, put the food box in front of him, didn't ask his name, and opened his mouth, "the food is here. Take me to see Gongsun Li."

The beggar who was bullied by the store just now and had no power to fight back suddenly looked up at his words.

At that moment, the surprise that flashed in his eyes was also seen by Yan Qiqi.

This made her more confident in her judgment.

"I don't know what you're talking about." In a second, the beggar's expression changed back to the original appearance, as if Yan Qiqi really recognized the wrong person.

Yan Qiqi was not in a hurry. He slowly propped up his squatting body and said, "do you know that as Gongsun Li's left Deputy envoy, you beg every day?"

This time, even Hao lianche, who had been watching the play calmly, was surprised. He didn't understand how Qiqi found the beggar.

"You recognize the wrong person." The beggar changed his indifference, his eyes dodged, and even wanted to get up and walk away.

Yan Qiqi's reaction was faster than him. "Take me to Gongsun Li. I have a way to save him."

The beggar was shocked all over and his mouth chattered for a long time before he squeezed out a sentence, "you, how do you know the Lord..."

Up to now, Yan Qiqi didn't bother to talk about some things. He went straight to the theme, "Gongsun Li has always been famous for using drugs, and the control of his subordinates is even more strict. Did you stab yourself blind in your left eye? According to the truth, you should recover, but your healing medicine has broken recently, so the old injury has relapsed. "

"Gongsun Li just disbanded the dark night Chonglou not long ago. It is reasonable to say that the left Deputy envoy's eye injury will not be reduced to begging unless he has an accident."

Besides, there are only a few people on the mainland who can compete with him, and she knows them all. I haven't heard that anyone wants to find him unhappy. The beggar didn't expect Yan Qiqi to guess so accurately. He slowly sat up from the dirty ground and pulled away his scattered hair like a rice straw nest. "Miss Yan guessed right. I'm really Chang Ning, the Lord's left Deputy envoy."

He knows himself?

As soon as the voice fell, the left Deputy envoy knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yan Qiqi, "Miss, your eyes are like a torch. Please save my Lord."

Sometimes Yan Qiqi would rather let what he said is wrong. In this way, at least she doesn't have to worry so much. The kneeling of the left Deputy envoy makes her heartstrings tremble, her heart is heavy, and her throat is blocked and can't say a word.

She had a fantasy that no one could hurt Gongsun Li, who was so abnormal.

However, when she actually saw Gongsun Li, she found that she was wrong.

In the secluded thatched house outside the suburb, there is air leakage on all sides. It would be cool if the hot wind didn't blow in summer. In winter, I'm afraid I can't bear even a thin snow.

There is nothing in it, not even a decent straw mat. Who would have thought that the Lord of the elegant and romantic dark night tower would be reduced to this! The clothes on his body are still the red long clothes that Yan Qiqi often sees on weekdays, but they are full of stains and black stained with all kinds of dirty things. Gongsun Li's long hair is so scattered in front of him. Where is half of the cleanliness on weekdays?