Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

After finishing speaking, Xu Ziying called back, and not long after, Lai Qian came over with a scroll in both hands, Xu Ziying said: "Hang it up."

After the top is hung, the red rope tied to the scroll is untied, and the scroll is opened vertically like splashing ink, and the things painted inside are also displayed in the sunlight.

Du Yi raised his head, looked at the things in the painting and couldn't help opening his mouth, unavoidably surprised but hesitant to speak: "Mr. Xu, this, this is not right..."

Xu Ziying seemed to have thought of something, and snorted, "Why not? I didn't kill anyone and set fire to it. Hanging a picture is breaking the law?"

Du Yi struggled hard for a while, then whispered: "No, it's not against the law, but there is a possibility of death."

Xu Ziying didn't hear clearly, so he glanced at him and said, "What did you say?"

Du Yi shook his head quickly, thinking that if he put it on someone else, he wouldn't dare to give him a hundred courage, but since it's Mr. Xu...it's probably fine.

Du Yi drank the whole jug of grape water, Xu Ziying grabbed him and asked him to carry things with the children.

Several small businessmen have already stored their baggage here, and they are all piled up together and need to be tidied up.

Du Yi said with a bitter face: "Mr. Xu, can I do something else? Can I help these traders diagnose their pulse?"

Xu Ziying mercilessly pushed people over to move things: "I just came to do business and see a doctor? Who are you cursing? The purpose of moving things is to let you exercise, stop talking nonsense, and you won't be tired if you just walk a few steps."

Du Yi didn't want to move even a single step, but he had no choice but to go lazily.

As the sun rose, the number of people in the city gradually increased. Most traders came here and saw the painting scrolls hanging outside the shed, and after a little inquiring, they were willing to put their goods and baggage here with Xu Ziying.

There is a lot of money in the account, and the children who received the money also took action, running around and leading the way in the border desert city, which can be described as a living sign.

After a while Du Yi wiped off his sweat and came in from the outside, and said to Xu Ziying: "Mr. Xu, I just met a porcelain dealer who I used to know in Xuanle City. They are willing to put the extra porcelain in the past few days. Easy to say."

The storage price is calculated according to the volume of the goods. These porcelain plates and bowls add up to a lot of things. Xu Ziying was overjoyed and said, "Where is it?"

Du Yi pointed in a direction and said, "Here we come."

There are three people in the porcelain business, which is really rare. There are two old people and one young man. Xu Ziying greeted them first, and after guaranteeing the safety of the goods, he led them to sign and pledge.

The old couple usually do activities in Xuanle City. This time they came here for fun and to do business along the way. They need to live in Bianmo City for a while to enjoy the scenery of the desert.

When Xu Ziying heard that their family was in Xuanle City, he became even more enthusiastic. He even asked them to take them to the inn, and they returned after a long journey.

Xu Ziying hadn't been this happy for a long time. He patted Du Yi's head and said, "You've done a great job. I'll cook you crispy meat and sweet and sour fish when I go back."

Du Yi smiled so that the corners of his eyes were narrowed into a slit, showing his white teeth, "Then can I stop moving the goods?"

Xu Ziying said: "No."

Du Yi walked back dejectedly, while Xu Ziying stood outside, crowded with people as far as he could see.

The dancers in the city dance lightly, and the dazzling gold and silver ornaments reflect the dazzling scales, which can't help but catch people's attention.

Xu Ziying looked over by the way, he was not interested in these dancers, he was just estimating how much the jingling bracelets, anklets and gems on their bellies were worth.

Looking at it, I don't know if I was dazzled or what, my thoughts suddenly wandered to Rong Feiyan.

She said in her heart that this dancer girl is gorgeous and has a soft figure, so why Rong Feiyan just likes him who is not convex in the front and not warped in the back.

Even the parts of their bodies are the same, Rong Feiyan can cling to him every day without even looking at the dancing girls in the city.

Xu Ziying's heart moved inexplicably, he didn't even know that the veil had come off his face, his eyebrows and eyes were very good, and he would never lose to any of the beautiful dancers present.

The black hair is like a crow, the lips are crimson, and the frivolous pupils are unconsciously stunning.

His figure was as tall as jade, but he was definitely not male or female, but a masculine beauty, which was extremely eye-catching.

Seeing Xu Ziying's gaze, the dancing girl was also attracted by his appearance, she twisted her body and danced presumptuously, her slender fingers touched his shoulder, and then her sexy body came close.

And this scene happened to be caught by Rong Fei Yan.

Of course, Xu Ziying was distracted, and he didn't expect the dancer to come for him. The folk customs here are open, and it is not uncommon for the dancer to dance with the guests while selling dances.

But Xu Ziying couldn't handle this kind of thing, and he was even more afraid that the dancer would pester him for money, so he wondered if he looked rich?

The sweet and pungent smell of the powder on the dancing girl made him frown, but before he could take a step back, a scream suddenly exploded in his ears.

A long sword was placed on the dancer's slender neck. The sharp blade had already cut the skin, and the blood covered the sword, as if it was about to take someone's life in the next moment.

The dancing girl followed the long sword to see the man's face clearly, and immediately trembled like chaff.

Rong Fei had a habitual smile on his weary face, but his voice was down to freezing point, staring at Xu Ziying and said to the dancing girl, "Get lost."

The booers around were also silent, and they all reacted when they saw Rong Feiyan.

Everyone in Mocheng knows that Rong Fei hates being loved by men, and they have all seen this beauty who always loves to run around. The reason is that Xu Ziying is wearing an old robe today, not the usual white cotton brocade robe.

No one carefully identified this handsome man's face, they all thought he was a man from outside, no one would have guessed it was such a character.

Rong Fei put down his long sword tiredly, with the edge of the sword hanging on the ground, he walked up to Xu Ziying with steady steps, and said, "Isn't there a dog outside? Huh?"

Xu Ziying knew that Rong Fei was not stupid, so naturally he wouldn't misunderstand because of this, and just said: "I didn't."

Rong Fei was tired of the dimness in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, he threw the sword to the servant behind him, put on the veil carefully for him, and said with a smile.

"Where did the ragged robe come from, it can't even cover your face."

The people around were forced to disperse, Rong Fei took him aside: "When did you run out?"

Xu Ziying answered truthfully: "I don't know."

Rong Fei pinched the tip of his nose lightly, and said in a soft and loving tone, "How many times have I taught you, you still don't know how to tell the time."

Xu Ziying didn't hide. Although Rong Feiyan looked normal, it made him stiff for a moment, and he always felt a little different from usual.

Rong Fei's eyelids drooped wearily, the two confronted each other, and he said after a moment: "As long as Yingying doesn't run around in the future, she can smash as many inkstones as she wants."

"Also." Rong Feiyan chuckled lightly, "I'll pay you back."

Xu Ziying was slightly startled, looking at Rong Fei in disgust, he suddenly turned his face away awkwardly, with a look of forbearance in his brows and eyes.

Rong Fei said angrily, "Yingying?"

Xu Ziying covered her face and said, "Well, don't you find it embarrassing on your face?"

He wanted to say it a long time ago, but he really couldn't hold it back, because Rong Feiyan must have come here with the teeth marks on his face like this, even though he bit it, he still wanted to slap his thigh and laugh wildly.

Who knows that Rong Feiyan doesn't care at all: "Who are you throwing away? This is Yingying's bite, not..."

Xu Ziying hurriedly covered his mouth and looked around: "I rely on you to keep your voice down."

Rong Fei grabbed his wrist tiredly, Huahua smiled and said: "Then let's go back, Benhou will only tell Yingying."

Xu Ziying said, "I won't go, I can't go."

Rong Fei said angrily: "What's the matter? I'm not allowed to ask about anything I've done these days, and I'm still messing around outside, why don't you say it this time?"

After that, his eyes caught a glimpse of the shed behind, and he looked over: "What is that for? Why have I never seen it before."

Xu Ziying remembered that the painting was still hanging outside, it was best not to let Rong Fei get tired of seeing it, so he pushed him away: "I'll go, let me go."

Rong Fei didn't pay attention, and turned around as he said, but before he stepped out, he heard the sound of porcelain shattering.

When Du saw Rong Fei tired, he dropped the porcelain he was holding in his arms and shattered it, and stood there for a while, not knowing what to do.

Rong Fei took a detour, walked straight over, and asked, "What are you doing here..."

But before he finished speaking, the characters on the scroll in front of him made his eyes shine.

The man in the painting is heroic, with a lean body and a military uniform, and the splashed ink strokes are skillful, different from the previous portraits in the painting, showing the color of the characters vividly.

Outlined with a few light strokes, he is handsome and unrestrained, looking back at the person outside the painting, his eyes are full of easy-going smiles.

Rong Fei was tired of being distracted for a while, he could see that what was painted in this painting was the flames scattered outside the camp when he returned from his departure, and what he was looking at was naturally Xu Ziying.

And this was exactly what Xu Ziying saw himself in.