If I add money to become a layman, I can cultivate immortality

Chapter 22: We are brothers, so we have to be on the same page.

The group of people met outside the door of Nuanxiang Pavilion and walked in together.

Aunt Xue came forward and greeted Shen Lian: "Master Shen..."

Then, he glanced at Ding Xiu with a surprised look on his face.

She has never been very clear about Ding Xiu's identity. Now that Ding Xiu and Shen Lian are together, they seem to have a good relationship. Could it be...

Is this guy also a Jinyiwei?

"Auntie doesn't recognize me anymore?"

Ding Xiu walked up to Aunt Xue, without showing any signs of expression, and reached out his hand to the plump spot on the back to gently rub it.

Aunt Xue's body froze, she bit her lip gently, her eyes seemed to have a pool of autumn water in her eyes: "Master Ding is joking, how could I not recognize you?"

In the past, she had always called Ding Xiu "Master", but now she vaguely guessed his identity, so she changed her name to "Sir".

"Well, Aunt Xue, I brought a few friends over. You arrange a larger private room and invite a few girls...remember, call Miaotong."

"Don't worry, Mr. Ding. Ashun, take all the adults to Lilac Pavilion on the second floor."

"Yes, Auntie."

Pei Lun looked like he was eating the marrow and knew the taste. He also approached Aunt Xue and whispered: "Call those two goblins from last time. One is called Jiaojiao and the other is Ai'ai..."

Soon after, wine and food were brought to the private room, and Zhou Miaotong and several sisters also walked in wrapped in a wisp of fragrant wind. Among them was Shen Lian's old sweetheart: Miss Hanyu.

Of course, there are also two annoying fairies that Pei Lun can't forget.

Lu Jianxing and Jin Yichuan obviously rarely experienced such battles and seemed a little embarrassed.

"Girls, pour wine and sing songs..."

Zhou Miaotong sat by the piano and sang softly, while several girls danced to cheer up the wine.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year it is. I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold..."

This song "Shui Tiao Song Tou: When Will the Bright Moon Come" by Su Dajun can be said to be a popular song that has been sung through the ages. No girl who has some talent can not sing it.

Even though hundreds of years have passed, it is still enduring and timeless.

"Brother Lu, Yichuan, come on, come on, drink freely. You must drink to your heart's content tonight."

"Come on, let me toast you all first." Lu Jianxing picked up the wine glass, raised it to everyone, and drank it down.

After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere finally started to liven up.

"Lord Lu, I would also like to toast you a toast..."

Lu Jianxing laughed heartily and picked up the wine glass: "Hahaha, do it!"

When the wine was in full swing, there was a sudden noise in the hall downstairs.

"You stinky bitches, don't you know how to flatter yourself? Go and call Miss Miaotong. I will sleep with her tonight even if I pay three times the price."

"Mr. Zhao, Miss Miaotong really has a guest. How about I introduce you to another one..."

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap sounded in the hall.

"If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will burn this place down..."

At this time, Ding Xiu walked out, stood in the corridor and glanced at the hall downstairs and said coldly: "Who is so arrogant?"

Nuanxiang Pavilion is the property of the imperial court, and no one has ever dared to cause trouble here easily.

It was an eye-opener for Ding Xiu today. Someone actually dared to say that he set fire to this place. He wanted to see which kind of brainless dandy he was.

Pei Lun also walked out, glanced at the other party, frowned, and then whispered in Ding Xiu's ear: "This guy's name is Zhao Dezhu, a nephew of Zhao Jingzhong's hometown, he just came to the capital not long ago..."

Upon hearing this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but suddenly realized.

No wonder he was so arrogant, it turned out to be a dog-fight against Zhao Jingzhong.

But this kid's IQ is really alarming. Even if Zhao Jingzhong is here, he probably won't say anything about burning this place down easily.

Unless it is a major case.

"Who are you? Dare to meddle in my young master's business? What are you losers doing here? Zhou Miaotong must be up there, go and bring him down."

"Yes, Master!"

The few accompanying servants immediately rushed to the second floor.

"Young Master Zhao must not..." Aunt Xue was taken aback and couldn't help but want to warn her.

After all, those people upstairs are all Jin Yiwei. "Snapped!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Dezhu actually slapped him again.

"go away."

At the same time, several servants rushed upstairs, causing a commotion.

"Zhou Miaotong, come out quickly!" one of the servants yelled.

Ding Xiu said coldly: "Miss Miaotong is in the house next to me."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dezhu looked proud: "You guys are wise, you guys should quickly bring this beauty down to this young master."

"Yes, Master!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as those servants reached the door, Ding Xiu grabbed the collar of the servant who rushed forward and threw him directly from the corridor on the second floor.

"thump!"

There was a dull sound in the hall, and the guy fell so hard that he vomited blood, bowed his waist and groaned in pain.

"you……"

Zhao Dezhu stared at Ding Xiu with wide eyes in disbelief.

"Bang bang..."

Immediately afterwards, there were several more noises, and several other servants flew out of the house one after another. One of them broke the railing and fell downstairs. This time, the fall was even worse, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Zhao Dezhu was so frightened that his face was livid, and he shouted with a fierce expression: "You... want to rebel?"

Ding Xiu jumped up and flew down directly over the corridor railing.

Before Zhao Dezhu could come to his senses, he had already received several big slaps, several of his teeth were broken, his mouth was full of blood, and his whole face was swollen like a pig's head.

Nuanxiang Pavilion suddenly became chaotic, and the sounds of running and screaming were endless.

Shen Lian also jumped down, raised a token and shouted loudly: "The Jin Yiwei is handling the case, no one is allowed to leave."

As soon as these words came out, the girls screamed in fright and ran to the room upstairs, while the guests were livid with fear and at a loss.

"Jin...Jin Yiwei?" Zhao Dezhu was a little dumbfounded.

His brain is indeed a bit awkward, but he is not so stupid that he doesn't know anything.

Nowadays, it's not like when Wei Zhongxian was around. At that time, Dongchang ruled the sky with one hand, and even the Jin Yiwei was jokingly called the dog raised by Dongchang.

Now that Wei Zhongxian is dead, Dongchang has long lost its former prestige.

"Aunt Xue, are you okay?"

Ding Xiu walked to Aunt Xue, raised his hand and gently rubbed her slightly red and swollen face.

Aunt Xue looked grateful: "No...it's okay."

Pei Lun cooperated tacitly and pretended to say: "We received a tip that the murderer of Zhang Ying's family is probably hiding here, so we pretended to be a guest and came to investigate the case. Please cooperate with us."

Ding Xiu glanced at Shen Lian and Pei Lun with a look of relief.

What is a brother?Brothers, you have to have some understanding.

After being stunned for a while, Zhao Dezhu finally came to his senses.However, this guy couldn't lose his dignity and snorted coldly: "Huh, we'll see!"

After saying that, he covered his red and swollen face and walked outside.

"brush!"

Shen Lian came forward with a knife and put it on Zhao Dezhu's neck.

Zhao Dezhu was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground, and shouted in horror: "Don't mess around, I am the nephew of Mr. Zhao, the governor of Dongchang."

"Snapped!"

Shen Lian raised his hand and slapped him again.

"How dare you, Eunuch Zhao, who is he? How could he have a nephew like you, who is like a cat and a dog? Yichuan, take him back to the prison for strict interrogation."

"Yes!"

Jin Yichuan rushed forward and kicked Zhao Dezhu to the ground...

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[Thanks to book friends "Cang Yun Bu Kong" and "Ceng Meng Cigarette" for the reward, and also thanks to all book friends for their enthusiastic reading and voting support, Feixia would like to thank you! ! ! 】

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