Record of Bankruptcy of Liuxian Pavilion

Yan Zhuohong passed the woman and walked in front of the old and the young. The girl looked very thin, her complexion was sallow, and her eyes were dull. She was so thin that she couldn't tell she was a 13-year-old girl. The clothes she was wearing were washed white, and some places were repeatedly patched.

Yan Zhuohong stretched out his hand and squeezed the girl's hand.

The old man suddenly stepped forward and pushed Yan Zhuohong.

"What are you doing! Our girl is going to be sold to a nobleman! She started doing things before she was paid!" Yan Zhuohong staggered and took a step back as he was pushed like a frail scholar.He turned his head and winked at Fu Gaojun who was still standing at the stairs.

Fu Gaojun narrowed his eyes.

Yan Zhuohong wore a silk brocade long gown in a silky color today. Ordinary people can't understand this material, they just think that silk and satin are very expensive. If he is an ordinary old man, he won't offend the "noble person".

Fu Gaojun came to the man's side, and he gave Yan Zhuohong a vain hand. He first glanced down at the girl, and then looked up at the old man. His eyes were cold and contemptuous, ten to ten With a clean-sighted look: "This is the new doctor we have hired in the pavilion. Since you want to send the girl to my Liuxian Pavilion, I have to check it out. Don't bring any illness or disaster. Let me take it for no reason. Do money-losing business."

As the master of a pavilion, Fu Gaojun's daily food and clothing expenses are already very luxurious, coupled with the fact that he deliberately put on a mercenary look, the old man's attitude has changed from dismissive to trembling.

"Old man... old man dare not do such a thing!" The old man who did not give his name waved his hands again and again, and pushed the girl forward: "The old man has a son at home, and his wife is also sick in bed. I really don't dare!" I lied to you... If it wasn't for the family's helplessness, who would want to sell their child..."

As he spoke, he wiped his eyes, and a little water stain could still be seen on his fingers.

Yan Zhuohong secretly made an indescribable expression.

Fu Gaojun stared at the old man, "Cuishi."

He just yelled like this, and the maid turned around and went out through the side door on the east side as if she had heard some order.

After a while, Cui Shi came back from the east gate, holding a tray covered with red cloth, with a bag of money and a piece of paperwork on it.

"Since there's no reason to send people here, I'm sorry you can't read, hurry up and don't dirty my land, and even if you have ten daughters, you won't be able to pay for the lost business! You know, thank you..."

As if slipping the tongue, Fu Gaojun suddenly changed the subject: "If you understand, just make a bet, don't babble!"

He changed his usual gentle and refined appearance, and looked extremely bullying, as if there was some kind of backer behind him who could dominate Qingyang City.

So cute... Yan Zhuohong suddenly came back to his senses and coughed heavily.Fu Gaojun looked at him suspiciously.

It must be a witchcraft!Yan Zhuohong made a conclusion in his mind, and then secretly glanced at Fu Gaojun.

Take another sneak peek.

The old man drew a bet and left soon.

The figure of the old man disappeared around the corner, and at the same time a black shadow sprang out from the Liuxian Pavilion to pursue him.

At this time, Yan Zhuohong believes that Liuxian Pavilion is an ordinary brothel dealing in flesh and blood, and there will be ghosts.

As soon as Fu Gaojun turned his head, he saw Yan Zhuohong's thoughtful eyes flashed away: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yan Zhuohong said with a smile: "Do you want to eat osmanthus cake? Actually, I have learned from others before when I was free."

"Yes!" Fu Gaojun's eyes lit up.

Fu Gaojun led Yan Zhuohong to the kitchen: "I didn't expect Brother Yan to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake, my little brother is lucky today."

Yan Zhuohong responded, looking at Fu Gaojun's back meaningfully.

People should be Xie Tianqiong's people, friends rather than enemies, just wait and see what happens.

But... it is still necessary to find an opportunity to persuade people to be good.

Yan Zhuohong thought so.