Chapter 550 550: Enemies meet again (Part 2) [Please vote]
“Which one do you like?”
Qi Shan tilted his head slightly and looked at Su Shang.
“Meow~~~”
Su Shang squatted obediently on his shoulder.
The original Fugu City meow tyrant, now Ruyao meow tyrant, is extremely docile when it comes to food and clothing, his parents, and even his voice is soft.
The long, thick and soft tail drooped against the back of the shoveler, swiping left and right from time to time. Cats don't shed much at this time of year, and Qi Shan specially wore clothes with hair similar to Su Shang's today, so the loose hair she shed is not obvious.
Qishan: "Seller, these are eight taels each."
The dried fish in this store is pretty good.
Switched to this store and planned to go to another one.
Buy a live chicken or rabbit.
The weather has not yet warmed up at this time, and mice are harder to catch than before. As a shit shoveler, it is natural to prepare enough food for the master and occasionally change the taste. Vegetarians like the organs of various animals, such as chickens, ducks, cows, sheep, and rabbits, and occasionally even eggs.
The hair that is grown is the smoothest and thickest among the Ruyao cats. It is shiny and watery. Just looking at it makes me want to try it out.
Su Shang raised his paw and patted the shoveler on the shoulder.
Qishan skillfully took out the dried fish.
"Eat less, there will be more when you go back. If you eat too much now, you will have to watch your daughter eat it when you go back." When moving from Fugu City, Qi Shan took Su Shang and Su Shang's two youngest children with him. Only the cat was left in the official office of Fugu Office. I thought those officials would treat the children and grandchildren of Su Shang well. He said again, "Tsk, I will have to use willow branches to wipe your teeth later. It stinks."
How can Su Shang understand this?
It stood firmly on Qi Shan’s shoulder, pressed the small fish stem with its front paws, tore it apart and swallowed, and finished it in a short while. He licked his paws with satisfaction, and then wiped his face with his paws from side to side. Then he narrowed his eyes happily and yawned widely.
The vendor complimented: "The cat is really well taken care of by the chief clerk."
Qi Shan smiled as if he was the one being praised, and still said reservedly: "It's not that naughty. That’s it.”
When Su Shang came to Ruyao, the first thing he did was to provoke local cats everywhere. In those days, there were always wounds on his body, which made Qi Shan heartbroken. When he thought that Su Shang would be in love and become a mother again in a while, his grandfather felt particularly melancholy.
Is there no way to solve it once and for all?
Say a few words with the vendor, pray for kindness and leave.
Suddenly, my shoulders felt light.
Because Su Shang likes to be active rather than quiet, and will run out to fool around when he is full, so Qishan is not surprised that it can't sit still, but this time it is different - there is a touch of polarity in the air Light literary fluctuation! It's still vaguely familiar!
The most important thing is——
Su Shang didn’t jump off his shoulder!
The weight suddenly disappeared!
In the flash of light and stone, Qi Shan changed his calm expression, and his eyes became stern - who is seeking death and dares to touch his prime minister!
The meow of Su Shang came from not far away.
Qishan turned his head and looked around.
I saw three people standing in front of a restaurant.
Two familiar faces and one new face.
All attention was attracted by the tallest red-robed scribe among the three. To be precise, it was the cat in the hands of the red-robed scribe!
“Sir, what are you doing?”
The young man had just watched with great interest. The gentle and patient appearance of the other party was completely different from his usual image. She only knew that Lord Qi loved cats as much as his life, and raised the cat named Su Shang as his own daughter, but she did not know how the other party was getting along with the raccoon slave.
The contrast between the front and back can be called a scene in Ruyao.
Just as she was about to step forward and salute, her eyes suddenly blurred, and Su Shang was transferred from the shoulder of the prayer book to the arms of the red-robed scribe!
This is not the most outrageous thing.
The young scribe smiled and said: "What are you doing? Can't you see?"
Young man: "???"
The young scribe next to her is grabbing the cat with his left hand and holding a small dagger in his right hand. He is holding it weakly against Su Shang's neck, in the standard posture of a gangster taking a hostage. Su Shang was still confused, holding the red-robed scribe's arm with his front paws, his expression full of confusion.
The boy's expression was also confused.
The young lady from the Zhao family looked at Qishan, who was rolling up his sleeves and with a frosty face, and then at his companion who had hijacked a cat with a proud look on his face.
Muttered: "You two...are you enemies or friends?"
Say you're a friend, and snatch someone's cat when you come up.
Let’s say it’s an enemy. How can anyone snatch someone’s cat?
Before the young man and the young lady from the Zhao family could sort things out, Qishan held the sword on his waist, strode forward and said sternly: "Return Su Shang quickly! Otherwise, you will be splashed with blood on the spot!"
Young scribes are confident and take advantage of businessmen Yi Ling Qishan: "This is what I should say to you! Qi Yuanliang, if you don't want the cat's blood to splatter on the spot, you should pay back every penny you owe! Otherwise, try if you can See this cat!”
Qi Shan pushed back the sword that he had drawn out a few inches.
The expression on his face seemed to be angry and helpless.
When the pedestrians around him saw the movement, they all looked at him with surprise and curiosity. Qishan, who was being watched by the crowd, took a few deep breaths.
“Don’t scare Su Shang!”
The young scribe asked: “Do you think it is scared?” Not only does it look different, its tail is still swiping happily from side to side.
Qishan: "..."
I can't have this girl anymore!
In the Lord's words, his head is buzzing now.
He was a little surprised by the appearance of the young scribe, but he felt that it was reasonable. Ever since he met Qin Li, Jiang Sheng, and Xun Zhen one after another, he had a vague premonition that he would marry him. The enemies will appear one by one sooner or later.
It’s just that among his group of enemies, who does he least want to see? This person in front of him is definitely in the top three!
Why?
Because it is more complicated.
If it were other enemies, Qishan could still say that they had different stances, and the outcome would depend on their own methods. The enemy's defeat was because their skills were inferior to others. Instead of blaming him, he should practice well, but this person was different. After careful calculation, Qishan owed this man a huge debt.
"This is not the place to talk... What do you say if there is any conflict, we can resolve it in private?"
The young scribe just accepts it.
He didn't come here just to catch the cat and threaten Qi Shan, so he returned Su Shang to him and put away the dagger.
There is an independent private room in the restaurant behind you.
The young lady and the young man from the Zhao family looked at each other.
But I couldn't restrain my curiosity and followed.
As soon as he sat down, the young scholar poured himself a cup of tea and ordered a table full of dishes, all of which were the most expensive signature dishes of the restaurant. He named them by name and asked Qi Shan to pay the bill. The waiter looked at Qi Shan, who nodded with a stinky face.
"Just put it in my account."
The young scribe spoke after the waiter left.
"How have you been these past few years?"
Qi Shan stroked Su Shang's hair, feeling the comfortable snoring under his palms, and softened his eyebrows: "Very good."
The young scribe was thoughtful.
"You are quite satisfied with your current lord." With Qi Shan's impressive record of defeating seven lords in eight years, it is hard to imagine that anyone can survive two years in the opponent's hands...
Watch this The situation will not be resolved in a short time.
Qishan: "Well, it's just her."
There won't be another one.
The young man heard the implication of his words and sneered, obviously not believing it. Qishan did not mean to explain more, but asked him curiously: "Why did you find this place?"
Look at him, he doesn't look like he's just passing by.
Young scribes will explain the process step by step.
He also did not forget to tease him: "I heard that Mr. Shen's account is in urgent need of manpower, so you should have sent more than one letter. As a result - your friends disliked your scholarly ways and did not come, but your enemies did not hesitate. Traveling thousands of miles. What do you think about this? "
Qishan said helplessly: "Hate lasts longer than love."
Those who are willing to travel thousands of miles for him are enemies.
He didn't even know what to say.
Hearing this, the young scribe laughed so hard that he slapped his knees.
"What is this called? Qi Yuanliang, this is called retribution!"
Qi Shan could not refute and changed the subject: "...You came all the way here just to laugh at this in front of your face?"< br>
The young scribe stretched out his hand to him.
"There is also debt collection."
Qi Shan said cheekily: "Look, I am still alone now, how much money can I make?"
The young scribe looked unbelieving: "You have followed Shen Jun and you haven't gotten to the position of confidant yet? Are you living in such poverty?"
Qi Shan: "..."
He can say that it is precisely because you have gotten to the position of confidant, so Are you living in poverty? Mr. Shen Xiaolang would not shortchange the food and clothing of his staff, but when it comes to spending money like water and being generous, this is really not the case. When praying for kindness, you don’t care about things outside yourself.
As long as the bachelor doesn't starve to death, that's enough.
The young lady from the Zhao family doesn’t understand this thing.
It was difficult for the young man to ask, but she had no such worries and asked the young scribe in a low voice: "Sir, you came all this way just to collect debt from this man? How much does he owe you?"
As soon as this question came out, both the young scholar and Qi Shan's faces darkened, and the atmosphere was not as "relaxed and happy" as before.
The young scribe said: "You owe me a country!"
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I added some numbers, good night.
(End of this chapter)