When Qin Yao had cleared all the plates on the table, Song Yu and the other two finally came to their senses.
Qiu Yan and Jiang Wen looked at the lady's box again and again. They were obviously tempted, but they still said rationally that they would think about it again.
Qin Yao nodded generously, "Okay, you guys think about it first. I'll be in the city these days. Send someone to notify me anytime if there's any news, and we'll talk in detail."
Anyway, she has received the balance today and also received a new order for 5,000 magical book boxes, so the basic task has been successfully completed.
As for the Lady's Box, there is no need to rush, as it is still just an immature semi-finished product.
It was getting late, so Qiu Yan and Jiang Wen went ahead.
Qin Yao and Song Yu came later, packed up the lady's box and the silver and money contract, and then walked out of the private room.
The restaurant was bustling at the moment. The results of the provincial examination had not yet come out, and many students were staying in the city. In order to help these candidates relieve their anxiety, Dengyunlou set up a stage in the lobby and invited a troupe of operas to perform.
The actors on the stage were singing and dancing, and the hall was full of people.
Qin Yao had no interest in all this excitement. All the good wine at the banquet went into her stomach alone. Slightly tipsy, she just wanted to go back to the inn to take a good nap and settle the bill.
However, Song Yu looked into the lobby and unexpectedly saw a familiar face.
"Madam, the man downstairs seems to be the master." Song Yu pointed to the center of the hall uncertainly.
Qin Yao looked in the direction he pointed. Without even seeing the face clearly, she heard a familiar voice talking and laughing, and she was very sure that it was Liu Ji without a doubt.
When I just arrived, Liu Ji was not in Dengyun Tower, so maybe he had just arrived not long ago.
Qin Yao looked at the people around him inquiringly. They were all young scholars in their twenties, wearing expensive clothes. It was obvious at a glance that they were either rich or noble.
Liu Ji, dressed in a white shirt, mingled among them, and his poverty was conspicuous.
But even though he was so poor, he managed to attract the attention of almost all the women in the hall with his outstanding face and tall and straight figure.
Even the little girl who was singing in the class was looking at him intently while she sang the lyrics, with a loving look on her face, as if she was infatuated.
Sitting in the main seat, the man in a vermilion silk robe looked at Liu Ji, who was flattering others and being humble, then looked at the singing girl on the stage and couldn't help but sneer.
Liu Ji had extremely sharp senses, but he turned a deaf ear to the red-robed man's sneer. He turned back and smiled at him as if nothing had happened, and picked up the wine jug to pour him some wine.
"Mr. Ning, thank you for treating me tonight. Otherwise, a poor scholar like me from the countryside would never have the opportunity to come to Dengyun Tower to broaden my horizons."
Liu Ji personally picked up the wine glass and handed it to Master Ning, "This wine is really good, Master Ning, you should try it too!"
Young Master Ning leaned back slightly to avoid it, his eyes full of disdain, and he glanced at Liu Ji with a joking look, "What kind of good wine is this? If this small place can only buy this kind of mixed wine, I would not even bother to touch it even if it is used as water to quench my thirst!"
As he spoke, he saw Liu Ji's smile froze and he looked embarrassed, so he felt very happy in his heart. He was in high spirits and laughed sarcastically without any scruples:
"Hahaha, this smells very poor and sour, but it suits Brother Liu very well, don't you think?!"
The people accompanying him immediately burst into laughter.
Only Liu Ji was still holding the wine glass, not knowing whether to hand it forward or to withdraw it.
But everyone who was laughing didn't notice that beneath his embarrassed expression, there was a flash of surging hatred in his black eyes.
Liu Ji forced a smile and said, "If Master Ning doesn't want to drink, then I'll drink it myself. I've also spent ten taels of silver. It would be a pity not to drink it."
He looks petty and ignorant but tries to act tough.
Just by looking at this humble expression on his handsome face, Master Ning felt a surge of excitement in his heart, and he felt so happy!
He suddenly felt that it would be nice to have such a stunning follower by his side for him to bully and tease.
So what if I could have a great scholar as my teacher?
So what if you have a stunning appearance?
You will still be trampled under his feet!
Liu Ji finished the glass of wine and seemed to be unable to bear the spicy taste. He clenched his fists, lowered his head and coughed lightly a few times.
He looked up again, and suddenly remembered something. He looked around and asked in confusion, "Why hasn't Master Fan come yet? Master Ning, you and Master Fan are like brothers. Today is such an important day for your birthday, he won't not come, right?"
Master Ning was startled, and waved away the people who wanted to toast him. He stood up suddenly and asked the attendant waiting at the entrance of the restaurant, "Is Brother Fan here?"
The attendant came running over and shook his head and reported: "Master, Master Fan hasn't arrived yet."
Master Ning frowned, looking a little displeased.
Even though I had been annoyed by this petty-minded friend several times before and there was some rift between us, we had been friends for many years after all. I specially invited him to my birthday party today and I gave him this way out. He should finally give in, right?
"Hiss~" Liu Ji suddenly took a breath of cold air and slapped his thigh hard. His posture was so rude that it was hard for everyone not to notice him.
When Master Ning saw that his good friend was late, he remembered the little quarrel between them a few days ago. When he saw Liu Ji like this again, his face darkened.
He asked coldly: "If you have something to say, just say it!"
Liu Ji stood up, clasped his fists and was about to speak when he heard a voice, "Ning Wuyou, I'm going to kill you!" coming from far away.
Liu Ji immediately stood up and pointed outside the restaurant door with a look of horror, "Master Fan is there."
Everyone turned around at once, their hearts skipping a beat.
A tall and strong man with disheveled hair, wearing a bloody white thin undershirt and holding a bloody sword in his hand, suddenly appeared outside the gate of Dengyun Tower.
A pair of furious red eyes under the messy hair glanced at everyone in the hall and then fixed on Master Ning.
Without saying a word, he raised the bloody sword in his hand and rushed forward!
Before Master Ning could react, the blood sword was already in front of him.
The others were already stunned by this scene and didn't react at all.
"Ning Wuyou, you and I are close friends, but you betrayed me and told my secret to a cheap prostitute, letting her laugh at me. I want to kill you!"
Master Fan got furious and stabbed forward with his sword.
"Puff!" The sound of flesh being pierced was heard, and blood seeped out from Master Ning's chest, quickly spreading into a dark red pool on his gorgeous scarlet robe.
The frightened crowd finally reacted and rushed forward to support Master Ning, who had a look of disbelief and pain on his face.
Master Fan thrust out his sword, then seemed to calm down, loosened his hand in a hurry, and stepped back violently.
Unexpectedly, Master Ning, who was stabbed by the sword, suddenly exerted force, grabbed the wine jug on the table that Liu Ji had just picked up, and smashed it out with all his strength.
The position of the wine jug is so convenient and just right.
With a loud "bang", the wine jug shattered on Master Fan's head. Blood dripped and left a deep cut on his crazy face.
The two good friends in the past now looked at each other with a hatred that was so strong that they wanted to kill each other! (End of this chapter)
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