Chapter 78

Asked Downing, looking at the man in front of him. Thinking that Chang Wu would actually make such a man's idea, I couldn't help but look at him a few more times. He felt that his face was not very excellent, but he was also very handsome. However, it is estimated that the reason why Chang Wu did not stop was that he could not get it!

Hearing the speech, Zheng Heng's face was slightly coagulated and said: "the Chang family is one of the eight aristocratic families in Yancheng. My Zheng family is only a small family of the third class, and I have no ability to fight against him. However, things have been made like this. So I want to discuss with the elders and go to visit the master of the Su family. My Zheng family is willing to sacrifice 1000 spirit stones every year to seek the protection of the Su family."

He knew very well that if he wanted to destroy the Zheng family of that aristocratic family, he was afraid that the Zheng family would disappear in the wild goose City overnight, and the strength of their Zheng family was not enough to fight against it. In this case, there was only one way to go, to seek the protection of the Su family, which was the same as the eight aristocratic families.

"Oh? Are you sure the Su family will She was suspicious.

Zheng Heng gave a slight pause and said: "the Su family is one of the eight aristocratic families in Yancheng, and there are many disagreements with the Chang family. Another is that Su Yanqing, the son of the master of the Su family, and I share the same college. He is a real person in the College. I believe that if I go to ask for help, the Su family will agree."

Downing nodded: "well, you can have your own plan." She told her father some things to pay attention to, and then left first.

After returning to the guest room to have a look at the old monk, she first went out of the door, ready to take some herbs in the space to the auction house to barter, and collect the medicine for treating the old monk.

After asking for the location, she went straight to the auction house. At this time, in the wing room on the second floor of the auction house, Mo ye, dressed in a black robe and wearing a mask, is looking at the account book, while a middle-aged steward is respectfully reporting.

"Master, the income of the auction house in the last half of the year is nearly half more than that in the first half of the year, including..." The steward reported there, but the person who looked at the account book inadvertently looked up and swept down, and caught a glimpse of a figure which was not strange.

Is that the kid? How could he be here?

Mo Ye's eyes scratch a touch of surprise, and then the corners of his lips rise slightly, a little funny. I didn't expect that after the boy slipped away, he ran here again and let him meet again.

How many times is this?

"Go down and see what the boy is doing." Mo Ye closes the account book in front of him, interrupts the manager's report, and gently taps his finger on the table top.

The steward was stunned for a moment. He followed his eyes and looked downstairs. He saw a 13-4-year-old monk who was talking with the people in the trade. So he said yes and retreated.

"Master, the little monk is only a few days old. How can he come here?" After the steward went out, Heifeng came to the window on the second floor to watch. The window of the wing room on the second floor of the auction house was separated by the screen window. People in the building could see below, but the people below could not see the people upstairs.

Mo Ye glanced at him: "do you ask me? Who do I ask? "

When he asked, the black wind accosted him with a smile, thought for a moment, and said, "why don't you go down and have a look?"

"Stay here! Lest he know I'm here and run away again He said in a slow voice, staring down at what he was thinking.