Chapter 9: Calamity from the Side

  After parting ways with Zhu Chengxun, Qi Mei hastily ran to the inn with that small bag of silver coins, and because she had the idea of doing business, her heart began to feel an inexplicable excitement, even feeling as if her little universe was burning.

  She smiled and greeted the innkeeper, but the little waiter was confused, wasn't this person's face always gloomy? Did he eat something stupid today? Never mind, anyway these two father and son are crazy all day long, it's better to stay away from them to avoid getting hurt.

  "Dad, Dad!" I really didn't expect that when Qī Xiāo pushed open the door, her old dad was still snoring away. Qī Xiāo had originally been about to blow up in anger, but she caught sight of something and bent down beside her father's bed. "Dad, how did your shoes get so dirty again after I just cleaned them for you yesterday? Don't pretend to be asleep, confess honestly whether or not you've done anything to wrong Mom. Did you sneak out in the middle of the night to meet someone?"

  Liu Yi heard the words and sat up at once, suddenly giving Qi Qi a bear hug: "Qi Qi, even if Dad sells himself, he won't let you become a little beggar. If your mother saw this in heaven, she would be so heartbroken. She will blame Dad for not taking good care of you."

  Qī xiè's eyes were also wet, it turned out that her father had seen everything. Nowadays, in this world, the only one who would wholeheartedly treat her well was her father. Thinking of this made her heart ache, and she forcefully rubbed her tears and snot on her father's body.

  "Dad, I don't want you to perform on the streets every day, smashing stones with your chest. I know you're physically strong, but it's not good for you to be exposed like that all day, and those old ladies will stare at you until they're satisfied. Mom would get jealous." The father and daughter hugged each other and cried again. Over the past two years, Liu Yi had gotten used to the new words that occasionally popped out of Qiqi's mouth. People said that a daughter was her father's little cotton-padded jacket, although this particular jacket was not easy to wear, but it was still the best in the world.

  When Qī Xì confirmed that she had wiped away all her tears on Lǎo Diē's clothes, she pulled out a bag of silver from her sleeve: "Lǎo Diē, I've thought it through. Since we don't want to rely on thievery and deception to make a living, now there's only one way left - let's go into business!"

  "Nonsense! Among scholars, farmers, workers and merchants, the status of merchants is the lowest. Moreover, as a girl, how can you compete with those old foxes?" The words of Lao Die sounded exactly like what that pig had said, but his reaction was far beyond Qī Xiè's expectations. But this wasn't all, and it was unknown why Lao Die would be so furious: "You grew up in Hei Shui Village, you've seen the kind of faces those merchants have, I don't want to see you become that kind of person in the future. Who knows where their money comes from? Merchants are always tainted with greed, in short, if you want to go into business, I absolutely won't allow it!"

  "What about Old Mo? If Father really looks down on businessmen, why would he be friends with Old Mo? If Father thinks their money is dirty, what about us? What's on our hands? We're a hundred times filthier than they are."

  "Qi Qi, you look down on bandits, it's the same as looking down on yourself. No matter what time it is, don't forget where you came from." Old Dad suppressed his anger and only threw out these words before slamming the door and leaving. Qi Qi also turned her head away in a huff. If people's eyes could see through to the future, would they not have done so many foolish things at the beginning? If Qi Qi could foresee what was going to happen later, she certainly wouldn't have argued with Old Dad, and she certainly wouldn't have turned a blind eye to him when he left.

  The old man in my impression, no matter what he says, even if it's to get the stars in the sky, he will find a way to bring them down. This time, it's just a small suggestion, but it has encountered such strong opposition. Has the old man been cheated by businessmen before? Did a handsome and elegant businessman once fight with the old man for his daughter?

  After crossing over, there was no TV or computer. Life started to become dull, but I also had a lot more time to think. To be honest, thinking is just staring at the sky at a 45-degree angle and daydreaming. Qī Mián sat alone in her room, thinking that perhaps Father was afraid she would suffer losses and waste all his hard-earned money. If she could achieve something, wouldn't Father be less opposed to her doing business?

  Sitting in the room, waiting for silver to fall from the sky is forever impossible. Qi Xi is such a person, once she makes up her mind, she will see it through to the end and will not hesitate even half a step due to external factors. However, despite having made up her mind, Qi Xi still feels very uncertain at this moment. Many times, the more she focuses on thinking about something, the harder it is for her to find an answer.

  Unbeknownst to her, she had already walked from one end of Fenghuang West Street to the other. Suddenly, a chaotic sound of horseshoes came from ahead, and Qiuli was shocked awake - the horse thieves were back! In fact, if you really want to talk about prospects, being a horse thief is still the most direct and promising career. Unfortunately, Miss Liu didn't work hard enough in her daily life, and the martial arts skills she learned from her teacher only scratched the surface. Except for occasionally playing with small hidden weapons, she suddenly realized that after mixing for two years, she was still an unqualified horse thief.

  The person riding the horse, still wearing a half-golden mask, couldn't see his facial expression, but still felt that same old pride. Qiuli also hid like a small vendor by the side of the road, but even hiding in such an inconspicuous place, he could still feel the scorching gaze of the person on horseback. His line of sight had never left himself from the start, and neither had his own.

  Compared to the last time I saw him, his clothes were a bit disheveled this time, and the leather gloves on his hands were also torn. It looked like he had been in an intense battle with someone before this. Who could have such guts to fight with this wolf-like man? The opponent must have been seriously injured.

  If Hei Shui Zhai's blood debt was owed by the teacher, then when he saw himself again, this fish that had escaped the net, he would surely kill him off completely. Who isn't afraid of death? It's just that she still has many words left unsaid to her old father, and many wishes yet to be fulfilled. She is still young, not yet married! Fortunately, perhaps the teacher was thinking of their past teacher-student relationship and spared his life, but can such a man still be called a teacher? If he had some lingering feelings in his heart, why would he do such cruel things to Hei Shui Zhai's brothers?

  When Qi Xie returned to the inn, he saw a luxurious sedan chair parked in front of it. Although it was slightly inferior to the eight-man sedan chair of that Zhu master, its exquisite workmanship was even more impressive. Generally speaking, one can tell what kind of person someone is by looking at the sedan chair they like to ride in. The owner of this sedan chair, hmm, must be a man of great taste and wealth. Just as Qi Xie was about to make further observations, he saw a group of people crowded outside the main gate, busily doing something.

  A white figure flashed into Qi Mei's line of sight, and she had just seen him walking beside the sedan chair from a distance. He must be a steward (in Qi Mei's opinion, stewards usually didn't walk in that position, did they?) However, this steward's clothes were not something ordinary people could wear - snow satin! Yun Zhong City's snow satin.

  It was just a moment, when Qi Xi walked closer and her gaze couldn't move away from the person they were carrying. This person with closed eyes and pale face must not be Old Dad, must not be!

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