Chapter 90

As night fell, the evening drum sounded.

The streets of Yucheng gradually became quiet from noise. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people in the square city during the day, as if it was going to become a dead city.

However, the opposite direction is just opening the door.

The street was covered with red lanterns, which reflected the whole street in flames.

Walking in the singing and dancing, Yi Xiaoqiao looked left and right. Men and women could be seen everywhere, either whispering or laughing loudly.

This street is a flower street, and it is also the only street without night in Yucheng. In other words, they regard night as day and day as night, and live a life of reversing black and white.

At night, there are only patrols in this street. As long as you are in this street, you won't be caught because of the curfew.

Yunfan restaurant is located in the middle of Huajie street, with three floors up and down and luxurious decoration.

The plaque in the middle of the front courtyard is hanging high, with four big words: Yunfan restaurant.

There are two poems on both sides of the door: sometimes the long wind and waves will break through, and the clouds and sails will help the sea.

Judging from the handwriting, the two inscriptions and the plaque were written by the same person, both of which are full of vigorous handwriting.

The two stone lions at the gate are powerful and majestic, like two gatekeepers overlooking all living beings.

Extravagant color makes people yearn, but extravagant color makes people awe - for fear that they don't have enough money.

Anyway, Yi Xiaoqiao felt like this. She pinched her purse, blocked half of her face with a fan, and carefully said to the peach, "do you think I have enough money? Otherwise, let Cui Qi send some more?"

"My young master, you are now a poor childe. Inviting them here is just a facade. Too much money makes people suspicious."

Yi Xiaoqiao is right. She's not Mrs. Qiao now. She's Qiao Yi, who came to take refuge from Feicheng. The son of Qiao outside Feicheng, came to find someone to help deal with the Xuelian sect because his family wealth was robbed by the Xuelian sect. If he had too much money, those people would doubt him.

Hua La, Yi Xiaoqiao closed the fan, and the fan knocked in the palm of his hand: "go."

The waiter had already seen them standing outside the door. They watched for a long time and finally came in. He stepped up quickly and shouted: "please come in, my guest. Are you listening to music and dancing or eating? Our store has..."

"We have a reservation." The peach said, "Fengya Pavilion."

"Oh, it was originally childe Qiao. It's better to meet him than to be famous. Childe Qiao really has extraordinary bearing." The waiter said loudly and led two people to the second floor: "upstairs, please, Fengya Pavilion..."

Yi Xiaoqiao's expression was without waves, and his eyes swept the whole restaurant calmly.

On the first floor of the restaurant, there is a high platform. It looks like a performance platform. In front of the platform, there are n tables and chairs. Although they are ordinary tables and chairs, their materials are very exquisite. Yi Xiaoqiao narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. He vaguely saw the bright filaments of gold and silver flashing on the tables and chairs from the candle fire.

"My guest?" The waiter looked at her with a smile.

"That table is good..." Yi Xiaoqiao boasted casually and followed the steps of the waiter.

Fengya Pavilion is located in the innermost part of the restaurant. It is the most quiet and suitable for talking about things.

The waiter said as he walked, "the table is made of mahogany. It is inlaid with gold and silver. When the light in the whole building rises, it will glitter."

"So magical?" Peaches are surprised. It's just an ordinary table. Is there so much attention?

"What we Yunfan pay attention to is ostentation. If we can't even think of this, what's the difference from those ordinary restaurants? Childe doesn't necessarily come to eat and drink here." The waiter smiled and stopped. "Fengya Pavilion is here. Please come inside."

"Qiao Yi, childe Qiao arrives -"

The waiter sang loudly and opened the door, and the faint piano sound came out of it.

There were no less than ten people at the big round table in the door. Yi Xiaoqiao glanced at it and recognized some.

"Childe Qiao finally came, but it's easy to wait." One of the fat men in dark green laughed and joked loudly.

Yi Xiaoqiao is still muttering. It is reasonable to say that she is just a junior who has just arrived in Yucheng. These people have given her face by coming to the party. Why did they come so early? Shouldn't they be the finale, or come later and give her some power?

The idea flashed away. Yi Xiaoqiao had stepped into the room and smiled and apologized: "I'm so sorry. It took some time to prepare small gifts for everyone."

Yi Xiaoqiao winked at the peach.

Peaches came over with several boxes and handed them one by one. She handed them out one by one. She didn't call anyone wrong or vague. Everyone was serious.

Some of these people are rich families who have been doing business for generations, and some are just people who have just made a fortune. The things she gave are the same, all jade leaves of the same size.

Naturally, the rich and rich family didn't like these gadgets, and the rich businessmen who became rich just glanced at them. Among them, Chang Daren, the parent official of Yucheng, gave her the most face.

Chang Daren was short and philistine. He looked at the thing and his eyes were shining: "Oh, this thing is good. It's a good emerald. It's polished well. Childe Qiao is really interested."

Yi Xiaoqiao smiled and said, "adults praise me. It's just some gadgets. It's not worth mentioning."

"What are you doing standing here, young master Qiao? Take your seat." Chang Daren welcomed her to her seat.

Yi Xiaoqiao sat down and glanced at the people's faces. He saw that they looked different. Some looked light and couldn't see the waves, while others were secretly sad, as if there was something to worry about.

"I heard that childe Qiao's hometown is Feicheng?"

Fat city is the city that suffered the disaster before.

Yi Xiaoqiao showed a sad face and nodded: "yes, I'm from Feicheng. My family is engaged in jade business. It's also a family of small well-being. It's a pity..."

"My master has always been generous and kind. Who knows that he has caused disaster. I don't know how he was seen by the thieves of Xuelian sect. He broke into the house and robbed us of our money. He killed my master without saying." Peach is also a bitter enemy, shouted angrily.

She had already taken the medicine given by Lin Yi and changed her voice. At this time, the voice was as loud as a bell. The words sounded like stones hitting a pit.

When they heard it, they all gave a slight sigh.

"Childe Qiao, I'm sorry for the change." Li Yuanwai whispered.

Yi Xiaoqiao nodded sadly and sighed: "my father was the most kind-hearted man in his life and liked to help the poor. Now Feicheng has become the palm of the blood lotus sect. The people are in dire straits. My servants are small and declining. They have neither official position nor money. They don't ask for anything else. They just want to complete their father's dying orders and don't ask others to break down like my family."

Peach said at the right time: "to tell you the truth, the blood lotus sect has come to Yucheng and is about to set up a school in Yucheng. They take robbing the rich and helping the poor as their good name and set off a storm among the people. Before long, they are afraid that Yucheng will be like a fat city and they will make it like a dead city!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

Yi Xiaoqiao quickly glanced at them and saw that most of them changed their faces.

One of them said: "I don't have any spare money at home, but I just collect and sell grain. I shouldn't..."

"The blood lotus sect only selects the rich, whether you sell grain or cloth, you have to rob."

As soon as the words came out, the people whispered, as if a silent fear spread in the room.

"No, I heard that the blood lotus sect is not such a place."

Behind him came the sound of talking, and the sound of the piano stopped at the same time.

Yi Xiaoqiao looked back, but saw a young man in Chinese clothes coming out from behind the gauze tent. He wore a half gold mask on his face, revealing only his thin chin and cold thin lips. With a smile on his thin lips, he sat down beside Yi Xiaoqiao: "I've heard that the blood lotus sect robbed the rich and helped the poor for the sake of peace and happiness of the people. How can it become a heinous crime in your mouth?"

Yi Xiaoqiao met his eyes, his eyes fell on the half exquisite gold mask, and his heart pumped: Qian Yu, why is he here!