The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

Feng Jiuqing pulled the quilt over himself. It was impossible for him to get up. He was already retired and you still wanted him to get up and work. No way! The windows were all closed for you!

Tianqing looked helplessly at the young man who was curled up in the quilt. It seemed that he couldn't wake him up like this, so he could only use that trick.

She took a deep breath, did a Tai Chi start, sank her Qi into her Dantian, and shouted, "Young Master, get up—"

Not only were the sparrows on the roof scared away, but the door of the house also shook.

Feng Jiuqing, who was pierced by the devilish sound, kicked off the quilt with a depressed look on his face, sat up with no hope in life, and said weakly: "Young Master heard it, if you shout again, your young master will be deaf. Tianqing, if you go to the charity cemetery with your kung fu, you can even make a corpse come alive. Your young master has retired, can you take care of the old man?"

Tianqing folded his hands, with a smile on his face that was more standard than a hotel receptionist: "Thank you for the compliment, but you are not even an adult yet, how can you say you are old? You have to live for at least another forty years, until you are sixty to be considered old."

I really thank you.

Feng Jiuqing held his forehead with his hand. He regretted a little bit for letting Tianqing sneak into Xitai Tower. This girl was spoiled by him and even learned how to climb over his head.

Feng Jiuqing lifted his eyelids and glanced at Tianqing, then said depressedly, "Tell me, what happened that disturbed my sweet dream?"

Tian Qing handed the clothes to Feng Jiuqing and stepped aside: "Sir, the owner of Xitai Tower wants to see you. The messenger has been waiting outside for almost half an hour. Do you want to go and see him?"

The owner of Xitai Tower? This person had been in the private room before, and he had never seen the real person. So he really had to meet him. There were not many people in the world who dared to kidnap him and sell him to such a place. Wouldn't it be a shame for them to kidnap him if he didn't meet him?

"They have invited me. If I don't go, how much more offended will I be? Let's go and accompany the young master to meet the owner of Xitai Tower."

Tianqing still maintained his standard smile, but he was complaining in his heart that when those ministers and assistant ministers had invited the young master to come over in the past, the young master had refused straightforwardly and he didn't seem to be afraid of offending anyone.

Feng Jiuqing put on an indifferent expression and whispered as he passed by Tianqing: "Don't laugh, it's too fake."

Tianqing couldn't help but roll his eyes. The young master was still as bad-humored as ever. If he hadn't said that, he would still be very intimidating. But once he spoke, he ruined the demeanor that a handsome man should have. The teasing words didn't match his cold expression at all.

Not long after he went out, Feng Jiuqing met an acquaintance and heard a cold snort.

But Feng Jiuqing pretended not to hear and walked past the man without changing his expression.

As the saying goes, enemies are jealous of each other when they meet. This is exactly the case. Li Xiaoyu was originally the leader of Xitai Tower, but this man came for only one day and kicked him out of the top position. Now the leader of the tower wants to meet him in person.

He had been the leader for two years, and he had only met the owner of the building once. But the owner was elegant and humorous, and even if he had only met him once, he still lost his heart.

With new and old grudges mixed together, the more he looked at Feng Jiuqing, the more he disliked him.

Li Xiaoyu's maid stopped Tianqing and started to scold him: "You uneducated thing! You dare to block Master Li's way? Can't you see that our Master Li is here? Why don't you kneel down and kowtow to Master Li to apologize!"

Feng Jiuqing was already angry because he was forcibly called out, and this man insisted on running into his gun. He really didn't know how to live or die!

He pulled Tianqing behind him, his eyes as cold as ice: "Get out!"

Li Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the leader would not give him any face. He looked at Feng Jiuqing with resentment and forced himself to stand up straight, but he was still half a head shorter than Feng Jiuqing.

"She is just a lowly servant, is she worthy of the leader's protection? Xitailou——"

Feng Jiuqing was in no mood to listen to his rambling. He pushed the man away without changing his expression and left with Tian Qingchang.

Li Xiaoyu's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he and his maid stood there in a daze. Before he could start scolding, a chilling voice from afar floated into his ears.

"Former leader, please don't provoke me, otherwise I won't mind teaching you a lesson."

Li Xiaoyu's face turned black. This Ming Qing was so arrogant. One day, he would take back the top spot and avenge today's shame!

*

"Ming Qing is here?"

The owner of Xitai Tower had a hypocritical smile on his face, with a gleam of brilliance flashing from time to time, like an old fox.

Feng Jiuqing had a cold face as usual, and bowed and said, "Mingqing greets the owner of the building."

"sit."

Feng Jiuqing withdrew his hand and sat down calmly.

The owner of Xitai Tower smiled amiably and casually said, "I heard that a distinguished guest wants to pay 300,000 taels to redeem Mingqing?"

Feng Jiuqing nodded and said in a cold voice: "He is just a boastful second-generation rich man. How can he come up with 300,000 taels? The owner of the building does not need to worry. Mingqing has already calmed him down."

The owner of Xitai Tower personally poured a cup of tea for Mingqing, with a smile in his eyes: "Really? I heard that except for the first guest, other guests have to go through three levels and kill five generals to see Mingqing?"

The poster is still smiling, making it hard to tell his true emotions.

Feng Jiuqing took a sip of tea and said calmly, "What you can't get is the best, isn't it? If it's easy to see the leader of Xitai Tower, then what's the difference between Xitai Tower and other Qin Towers and Chu Towers?"

"Mingqing is very familiar with human nature. If I hadn't found out that Mingqing is the son of an official, I would have thought that Mingqing was just like Xiaoyu, and was brought up in Xitai Tower since childhood."

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows. The owner of Xitai Tower had indeed checked him. However, his identity was not fake. He borrowed Canglang's identity. Unless Canglang's parents could come back to life, no fourth person would be able to expose his identity.

"You are too kind, OP. Mingqing has had a rough life. His family was destroyed and he has been wandering all the way until now. If it weren't for Xitai Tower giving Mingqing a place to stay, I'm afraid Mingqing would still be wandering on some street. Xitai Tower's kindness is so great that Mingqing will never forget it."

Feng Jiuqing spoke these words very sincerely, as if that was what he really thought, especially the last four words, which he emphasized deliberately.

Even the owner of Xitai Tower, who was used to hearing compliments, couldn't help but have a more genuine smile in his eyes.

"It is very good that Mingqing can think this way."

Suddenly, he changed the subject: "An assassin entered the building yesterday. Did he scare Mingqing?"

Feng Jiuqing's cold face showed a trace of grievance: "I didn't see the assassin, but a group of guards broke into Mingqing's room. Mingqing is the leader of Xitai Tower after all. If people know about it, how can he gain a foothold in Qinhuai in the future? A leader with a bad reputation may ruin the reputation of Xitai Tower. Please ask the owner of the building to make a decision for Mingqing!"

The owner of Xitai Tower's smile froze. He had never expected that Ming Qing not only did not explain to him what happened yesterday, but also complained to him. For a moment, he was a little confused about whether Ming Qing really knew nothing or really cared about the so-called reputation.