"Forehead……"

Liu Xiyao came back to his senses, but hurriedly said, "Mr. Marquis, I will not go home if I don't finish the work of Marquis! I will never go home if I don't finish the work of Marquis!"

Xu Changqing smiled and patted his shoulder: "Relax. If you do this, it will be easy for problems."

Liu Xiyao was clever and finally realized that he stopped thinking about it and straightened his body.

If Xu Changqing's big affairs were ruined because of his mistake, then he would be unworthy of being a human being, and it would be difficult for him to redeem his sins even if he died a hundred times.

...

As night fell, the rain, which had been stopped for a short while, began to drizzle again, and the air became cooler, wet and cold.

It also seems to indicate that this winter is not very easy.

On the street, a group of people from 30 or 40, riding seventy or eighty tall horses, came to the gate of Cuiyan Pavilion very arrogantly.

Cuiyan Pavilion is located in the center of Xiangyang City, not far from the former Xiangwang Mansion, Li Zicheng's "Imperial City" and covers at least ten acres of land.

According to Liu Xiyao and Xu Changqing, this place turned out to be an official yamen in Xiangyang, but it was soon changed to "Entertainment City"...

As he said before, after coming to the core of this city, his appearance has improved a lot, whether it is urban construction or other things.

Seeing such an arrogant group of people coming, the turtle slave from Cuiyan Pavilion immediately came with a smile.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Hao? Mr. Hao, what kind of fairy wind is blowing you over? Please, please, please..."

Hao Yaoqi was obviously a regular visitor here. The turtle slave recognized him after running for a few steps and came up with a smile.

"hehe."

"Wang Liuzi, is your nose very good? Ah. Why don't you drive you Mr. Hao? Are you afraid that Mr. Hao will lose money?"

However, Hao Yaoqi did not give the turtle slave a good look. He stepped forward and whipped the horse whip into the raindrops, and ridiculed the sixth son of the turtle slave king.

Wang Liuzi smiled foolishly, how dare he face Hao Yaoqi's majesty at this time?

He hurriedly said, "Master Hao, don't be a young man. Isn't the young man just a little bitch? Now, in our Xiangyang City, who doesn't know, Mr. Hao, you have made a fortune..."

"Ha ha."

Hao Yaoqi laughed and turned over and dismounted. Ren Wang Liuzi brought the war horse up and said, "It's good to know! Tonight, I'll prepare all good wine and food for me. Also, you the best girls in Cuiyan Pavilion, hurry up and wash them clean and prepare them for me and my brothers!"
Chapter completed!