Martial Arts: Zhang Xiazi In Qixia Town

Chapter 37: From Menacing to Two-Sleeve Breeze

Since he last gave Tong Xiangyu the marketing stuff from his previous life.

On the basis of the original, Tong Xiangyu developed many genres.

This one can basically be called a rogue faction.

Moreover, there is a blind man Zhang sitting in control, basically no solution.

Zhang Tianyi turned his head and looked at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was obviously blindfolded, and his head couldn't turn around.

"What is eating culture?"

"Spirit?"

"Sense of ritual?"

I have never heard of these statements.

Moreover, he did say to Tong Xiangyu that he was studying.

Now that I don’t recognize people, isn’t the image that I have finally built up to serve people with morals collapsed?

Seeing him being silent, Tong Xiangyu continued, "These are all things outside of the body. As a monk, you should understand this."

"You can think of it this way. I will give you three thousand taels. Now you are killing your friends around you. Would you like to?"

Song Qingshu looked at the younger brother beside him, and the younger brother took two steps back.

He frowned, "What are you thinking? Can you still be worth three thousand or two?"

"No, I mean, I can't sell friendship for three thousand taels."

If you say that, Song Qingshu has a little understanding.

Intangible things are always more expensive than tangible things.

But one thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight taels is too expensive, okay?

It is estimated that all his father's small vault will be emptied, and it may not be returned.

"The shopkeeper, I didn't bring so much money when I went out, can I pay it back after I leave?"

Tong Xiangyu's eyes lit up, "Of course, you can choose to pay in installments."

Song Qingshu was also curious, "What is payment in installments?"

"It means you leave the token that can prove your identity, and then pay back part of the money after a period of time."

"The longer the interval, the greater the amount of money to be repaid, which means that the interest has to be repaid..."

Tong Xiangyu explained.

Shangguan Fei listened silly to the side.

The shopkeeper is a wizard, can you imagine this kind of trick?

After I go back, I have to mention it with my dad. This suggestion is really good.

Presumably no one would dare to rely on their financial help.

As for Tong Xiangyu's operation, Shangguan Fei didn't think there was anything.

Kindness is not in charge of soldiers, and righteousness is not good.

Those who open the door to do business, who will teach you benevolence, justice and morality.

If you are not careful, you can't rely on others.

Song Qingshu listened carefully to Tong Xiangyu's installment payment.

Suddenly, I felt that it would be nothing to pay the thousand or eight hundred taels like this.

It's hard work at best, and it can be paid back in the end.

"The shopkeeper, I choose to pay in installments."

"This is my Wudang waist card, which can prove my identity."

"Pay back the last part today."

Song Qingshu took out all the money from him.

The boys gathered some spontaneously and gave them to Song Qingshu.

In this way, Song Qingshu is considered to have left the inn.

When he came, he was aggressive, and when he left, he was breezy.

After leaving Qixia Town, Song Qingshu felt a deep sadness in his heart.

Love is gone, and money is gone.

Do evil.

...

In the inn, whether it is Shangguan Fei or Du Guming, they are all very vigilant towards Zhang Xiazi and this inn.

Although I don't know what happened before.

But they watched the son of the head of Wudang and spent nearly two thousand taels for a meal.

Turned into a pauper in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Tianyi turned his head and looked at Du Guming, who looked like a second-generation official.

"The young man is arrogant and domineering, even in the inn with the intention of committing a crime."

"You two, will you surrender later or should I send you to jail?"

Du Guming was aching all over when lying on the ground.

Even if f*ck gets beaten up, you still have to go to jail now?

His father is the lord of the city. As the son of the lord of the city, he was sent to jail.

Dad's face was lost.

Dugulei said, "The young master is young and ignorant, can you look at the face of the city master and raise your hand?"

Zhang Tianyi said, "Why did you go early? I raised my hands high to him, did you think about raising my hands high to me when you came?"

"Also, your city lord is here with me, there is no face."

Zhang Tianyi shot, Dugu Lei fell to the ground with a grunt.

In a short period of time, it should be impossible to work.

Zhang Tianyi looked at flying to the upper official again.

The corners of Shangguan Fei's mouth twitched twice, watching everyone staring at him at the inn.

He said directly, "I will pay, I will pay for the loss of the inn."

Zhang Tianyi looked at Jing Wuming who fell on the ground again.

Shangguan Fei quickly answered, "I will redeem it, and spend money to redeem it."

Zhang Tianyi nodded and laughed, "Go on the road."

"For your sake of being such a master, two thousand taels, people can leave with the money."

Shangguan Fei breathed a sigh of relief, two thousand taels were not a pain to the Money Gang.

He thought Zhang Tianyi would speak loudly.

He didn't say a word, and asked own brother to withdraw the money.

A full two thousand taels of silver was carried in whitely.

Shangguan Fei let people put down the money, and hurriedly left with Jing Wuming.

I'm afraid that Zhang Tianyi will come up with something again, so I have to pit myself up today.

He could see it clearly, what is so special about saving people is that he is looking for bad luck.

After Shangguan Fei and the others left.

Zhang Tianyi shot again and sent Du Guming and others to the Yamen.

No chance of redemption was given.

A burst of ingenious tongue, plus other means.

In one hour, the two were sent to prison.

Walking out of the yamen, Zhang Tianyi clapped his hands, "I don't know how the Lord of the Solitary City would feel when he knew that his son is now in jail."

That's the end of a farce. *

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