The third uncle always wants to elope

Liuzhou City

The Sifang Street built on Qingshiban Road is bustling and noisy, surrounded by twists and turns and secluded alleys. On both sides of the street are various teahouses and taverns. Vendors are yelling everywhere on the street. Occasionally, you can see a lady from an aristocratic family leading a group of maidservants in a veil. The bustling flow of people flows on this street like a long snake, and the eight streets and nine streets are packed shoulder to shoulder, showing the appearance of prosperity.

"Drive! Drive!" There was a sudden sound of shocking horseshoes in this crowded street, and the flow of people on the street scattered to both sides in a panic, and soon gave way to an aisle that could barely pass.

The people on the horse did not slow down because of the crowd, on the contrary, they accelerated the speed of riding. The passing strong wind splashed dust all over the ground, and some old women were even blown to the ground by the wind.

The dust scattered all over the sky, and everyone dared to look up slowly.

It turned out to be a young man dressed in black, with a golden crown on his head, all kinds of gold, silver and jade pieces hanging on his waist, a tiger's head pattern that was preying on his chest was rusted with gold thread, thick eyebrows and star eyes, with arrogance and mockery in his eyes, cold His hard chin was raised high, and he looked down at the people on both sides with disdain.

The steed galloped past quickly, and those common people were habitually led back. No one dared to stand up and say a word of accusation to the young man for such an impolite act.

After the young man left, everyone discovered that there was a hemp rope thick as a thumb behind the horse, one end was tied to the horse, and the other end was wrapped twice around a young man's waist.

The young man behind him is actually handsome, he looks about ten years old, but he is a little out of shape, his face is covered with scars and gray stains, and his cheeks are sunken, which makes his eyes very eye-catching, with shining pupils Moist and clear, like two black pearls of excellent color, they look very beautiful, but the clothes on their body are already in tatters, and the naked skin can even be faintly seen inside.

It was still early spring, and the winter chill hadn't dissipated yet. This boy showed a white and thin calf and a pair of chiluo bare feet. The calf and feet were covered with bruises and bloodstains.

The child on the horse looked back as if aware of it, and there was no sign of pity on his face. On the contrary, after seeing his calm appearance, he quickly waved the whip in his hand with great interest, and the horse under his seat looked like It went crazy, as fast as a gust of wind.

The young man behind him was also brought up at a faster speed, and started to run, leaving bloody footprints on the stone road, like red plums in the thick winter snow.

The horse was a BMW brought from the frontier, but the child was able to follow it in an orderly manner, and later even showed signs of catching up. His feet were bloody and bloody, but there was no pain on his face, his brows and eyes were cold, and he showed no emotional ups and downs.

The people around seemed to be used to it, or were afraid of power, and they all looked at the "farce" in front of them with indifferent expressions. Several women with children couldn't bear to avoid their eyes, and at the same time covered themselves child's eyes.

After seeing the figures of these two people finally disappeared, the frightened people calmed down a little before they dared to make any noise.

There was a moment of angry cursing and discussions.

"Which family is this little bastard, how can he ride a horse so recklessly on this street!" A middle-aged man with tiger eyes and beard helped up the old man who had fallen beside him, and scolded loudly.

"Is this brother a foreigner?" A white-faced scholar wearing a scarf next to him asked.

The rough-looking man glanced at him, thought for a while, and then replied in a deep voice, "I'm from Yancheng."

The scholar shook his fan, nodded clearly, and said: "Sure enough, brother, I don't know, the boy who just rode the horse is the young master of our Fang family in Liuzhou, Fang Shaoqian."

"The little brother, what's so special about this Fang family?" The rough man straightened his face and asked in a low voice.

As soon as the scholar heard his words, he felt complacent on his face, and said loudly: "This Fang family is the number one merchant in Liuzhou City. In Liuzhou City, it can be said that the clouds and rains are turning upside down, covering the sky with one hand. That sect of cultivating immortals The Qianji Sect, you know, this Patriarch of the Fang Family is the younger brother of the head of the Qianji Sect. Even His Majesty the Emperor who is far away in the sky has heard of them, and this young master is the main house of the Patriarch of the Fang Family. It is strange that the head of the Fang family has taken in several concubines, and has given birth to many children, but he has not produced a single one. When he was so worried, he was already fifty years old. There was a movement in the main room's stomach, and a passing fortune teller told them that the baby must be a young master. The master Fang immediately rewarded the fortune teller with dozens of taels of silver, and hired several stable women, every day and every night. Later, after the child was born, it was really just like the fortune teller said, he was a man with a handle. The monk on the mountain told Master Fang that this was a sign of auspiciousness. There is a big feast at home for one month, and there is an endless stream of Hexi guests, this young master of the Fang family has landed with a golden spoon in his mouth!"

The scholar sighed again and again, his eyes full of envy.

There was no shocking expression on the rough man's face, he just smiled lightly and said, "Brother, do you know who the young man is leading behind the horse?"

After the scholar heard this, his expression was startled, he seemed to look around, and said quietly: "I just told you because I saw that you are honest, you must not talk too much."

The big man nodded hastily after hearing this, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not a broken-mouthed person."

Scholar: "Hey, actually, this is not a secret. Everyone in Liuzhou City knows it. It's just that Fang's family has a great fortune. It is very taboo for others to talk about this young master behind his back, so no one mentions it. That child I don't know the origin, but I heard it seems that this little beggar in Liuzhou City fed a dog when Master Fang was young, and then the dog was accidentally killed, and Master Fang was so sad that he stopped eating and drinking. For three days, Mr. Fang cherished his beloved son, so he made a big announcement in the city, saying that if anyone can find a dog that pleases Mr. Fang, he will get ten thousand taels of silver. The county town in the county also heard the news, and searched for dogs in the city. They found more than a thousand dogs, big and small, but the young master of the Fang family was not satisfied. Finally, a small vendor offered a cage. He lifted the red cloth and saw that it contained a five-year-old child. This vendor usually does some reselling of children. Everyone knows about this child. They must not know which child was stolen from or abducted from the street. The orphan who came here, but this time it is obviously going to hit a wall. The young master Fang obviously wants a dog. What is it for you to donate a child? Crying and asking the child to be his dog, the common people felt that Young Master Fang's behavior was inappropriate, but the Fang family is so powerful in Liuzhou City that no one dared to talk about it, so the child actually became Fang's dog later. It's a pity that the young master feeds a wild dog and sleeps and eats with the dog in Fangfu on weekdays, a good child, hey..."

The big man was shocked after hearing this time, and he was very disdainful of Fang Shaoqian's behavior, and said in disgust: "That child is obviously a living person, how can he be used as a beast by him!"

After hearing that, the scholar pulled him hastily, and said in a low voice, "It's fine for us to talk about this in private, but you must not make it public, or you will suffer if the young master Fang hears it."

The big man nodded absent-mindedly, and asked casually, "Then do you know where that vendor is now?"

The scholar shook his fan and said: "Naturally, that merchant has not done any business of reselling children. He got money back then and started some small businesses. He has made a fortune these years and has become one of the best merchants in Liuzhou city. However, he often bullies the common people and seeks small profits, so his reputation is not very good."

The scholar spoke eloquently for a long time, and finally said the main point after the big man heard him play for a while.

"Because this merchant wanted to curry favor with the Fang family, he bought a house near the Fang family. His surname was Li, and his original name was Li Wanger. Later, he thought the name was too petty, so he changed his name to Li Wangba. Hey, you are not Are Wang Ba's relatives there?"

After the scholar finished speaking, he didn't hear the big man's voice. He turned around and found that the big man had disappeared and disappeared.

The big man walked through the crowd, walked outside the gate of Liuzhou City, and got into a carriage.

The carriage looked ordinary, but the horse pulling the cart was black and shiny. It looked like a rare and good horse, but it was used by the people in the cart to pull the cart, which seemed a bit overqualified.

"Master, that child..." The voice of the big man came from time to time in the carriage, and finally ended with a sentence of Li Wangba from the Li family.

"Heh" There was an extremely shallow chuckle in the car, although this laughter was light but very pleasant to the ears, like a spring breeze blowing past the ears.

"Notify Huachenyuexi, prepare an iron pot, and stew a bacon tonight for them to try."

The big man got out of the carriage, saluted, and replied in a low voice: "Yes"

After riding the horse, Fang Shaoqian got off the horse, feeling that the upset in his heart had eased a lot, and the guard guarding the gate of the Fang family took the rein in his hand.

Fang Shaoqian took out a pie from his bosom and threw it at the feet of the boy behind him, "Young master is in a better mood, this is your reward."

The young man's face was very calm when he heard it, as if he didn't notice the insult in Fang Shaoqian's words, he bent down to pick it up and eat it, but Fang Shaoqian who was watching from the other side said arrogantly, "Don't pick it up, eat it on your knees"

The pie rolled on the ground a few times, it was full of dust, but the young man didn't feel disgusted, he knelt down with his back straight, took the pie in his mouth, and started to eat it.

Seeing his appearance, Fang Shaoqian was in a good mood, and laughed and said, "Hey, do you think he looks like a real wild dog!"

The guard next to him couldn't see him, but he was afraid of his power, so he nodded embarrassingly in agreement.

The boy's eating was not very elegant, he swallowed like he was hungry, and after a few mouthfuls, the pie that was bigger than a palm disappeared quickly. After eating, he raised his eyes and stared at Fang Shaoqian on the other side .

Seeing him like this, Fang Shaoqian's eyes were full of interest, and he took out a meat pie from his arms, held it in his hand, and shook it, "Want to eat?"

"Come and get it..." Fang Shaoqian's eyes were full of viciousness, he shook the pie in his hand, and his movements were full of teasing.

The young man's eyes lit up, his figure was like electricity, and he flashed in front of Fang Shaoqian very quickly. Fang Shaoqian didn't notice it for a while, his eyes were surprised, and he wanted to raise his hand, but the young man had already bit him directly. Throwing the pie, the boy let go of his hand at the same time, and chased after the pie again.

"Master, are you alright?" The guard next to him was shocked when he saw that he was injured, and hurried forward to ask.

Fang Shaoqian, who changed his face in pain, shook his hand, saw a circle of blood marks on it, gritted his teeth angrily, and said angrily, "Shut him up in the kennel, and don't let him out without my order!"

The guard listened to the order, and hurried to the boy who was obediently eating the pie, but the boy thought that the guard was going to grab his pie, so he glared and grinned at him.

The guard was startled by his ferocious eyes, took out a white flour steamed bun from his pocket and handed it to him, and said in a warm voice, "Come with me, I still have a lot of steamed buns!"

Hearing this, the boy hurriedly stood up, grabbed the steamed buns, and obediently followed the guard.

Fang Shaoqian's eyes were full of gloom, and he stared viciously at the boy's back as he gradually moved away, before striding away with his sleeves shaken.

The guard led the young man to the kennel. The kennel was very large, and there were more than a dozen black dogs in it.

These dogs were very vicious. When they saw someone coming in, they opened their mouths wide and barked loudly at them. The guard opened the door and let the boy in.

The smell inside was unpleasant and the environment was very harsh. The guards didn't want to stay for a moment, turned around and left outside, but from the corner of their eyes they saw the clear eyes of the young man in the kennel, and finally heaved a sigh in his heart. He took out a steamed bun and threw it to him. When the boy saw the steamed bun, his eyes moved, and he rushed over to chew it.

The guard's eyes were soft, and after struggling for a long time, he reached out and touched the top of his head.

After the boy noticed it, he raised his head and looked at him strangely.

The guard was stunned, quickly withdrew his hand, and smiled at him: "Eat slowly, there will be more after eating."

The young man tilted his head, looked at him blankly for a while, then said nothing, then lowered his head and continued to nibble on the steamed bun in his hand.