Chapter 125 The Qiu family is the Yun family's slave family for generations
In beast fighting places, people are judged by their money, not their status. Now, seeing Qiu Zhiying's wealth and generosity, he naturally served him very diligently.
Shen Yunyue looked at Qiu Zhiying with disdain. She sneered:
"Mr. Qiu, you're so stingy with your reward. Normally in the capital, you just throw silver ingots at me. Now, with just a piece of silver the size of a finger, you're making so many demands?"
Shen Yunyue deliberately raised her thumb and bared her teeth in disgust.
"I'm embarrassed to tell you."
After a pause, he continued:
"Could it be that your Qiu Mansion has fallen on hard times like our Chen Mansion? Now even the young masters of wealthy families have to put on a brave face and pretend to be rich."
Shen Yunyue brushed off the non-existent dust on her hands.
The servant who was holding the silver coins and about to leave stopped and looked at Qiu Zhiying with raised eyebrows.
He knew that the little girl didn't get along with these two people.
The servant only cared about making money for himself and didn't care who was against whom.
Chen Yunting remained silent, suppressing a smile, his face full of brilliance. His usual face, unperturbed by praise or criticism, now resembled a flower in full bloom in a garden of flowers.
How could Qiu Zhiying suffer this loss?
"Shen Yunyue, don't worry! My Qiu family is extremely wealthy."
"Really? With your style, I thought your Qiu family went bankrupt." Shen Yunyue reached out and touched the silver hairpin on her head, giving him a forced smile.
"Master Qiu is from the capital after all. Learn from the generosity of your neighbor, Master Chen, and stop acting like a poor, mean person."
Qiu Zhiying was so angry that he took out a silver ingot from his purse and threw it out.
"Next, here's your reward."
The boy quickly took it, put it in his mouth and took a bite.
His eyebrows and eyes squeezed together with laughter, and he bowed to Qiu Zhiying and thanked her:
"Thank you very much, Master Qiu, for your reward."
"Thank you for the reward, young lady."
The waiter hurried off to prepare tea and snacks.
Qiu Zhiying's face was as black as the ash at the bottom of the iron pot hanging behind the carriage.
He glanced at Shen Yunyue gloomily.
He gave the reward and made Shen Yunyue proud.
Fu Xuanheng glanced at him coldly, "Qiu Zhiying. Is a silver ingot really what makes you like this? You're not willing to ask for it back."
Fu Xuanheng sneered and rubbed his little finger with his right hand.
"Think back then, the Qiu family became rich by selling out their masters for fame and fortune. They can't change the petty-minded mentality of slaves." Fu Xuanheng's words seemed to step on Qiu Zhiying's tail.
He stood up suddenly.
"Fu Xuanheng, what dare you, a commoner, say?"
Fu Xuanheng showed a sinister smile, "Why wouldn't I dare? Because my last name is Fu and I still use the character Xuan."
Qiu Zhiying was shocked.
yes.
No matter how common a person Fu Xuanheng is, he is still the emperor's legitimate grandson.
The emperor was able to scold Prince Rui and several others for him. Could it be that he would not be allowed to return to the capital in the future?
This person cannot be kept.
A murderous look flashed in Qiu Zhiying's eyes.
Fu Xuanheng wanted to provoke Qiu Zhiying, a man who was brave but not wise. He was easily provoked and used to open a breakthrough in the Qiu Mansion.
Qiu Zhiying's face was gloomy and uncertain, but he finally sat down.
The commotion here caught the attention of the owner of the Colosseum.
Several people were watching everything here from a distance.
"Go and check who they are." The host was a burly man, holding a bowl of wine in his hand.
When you are thirsty, just drink a bowl of wine.
He pinched a few pieces of beef with his hands and ate them.
Beef in Da Zhou was very expensive, and ordinary people would never be able to eat beef in their entire lives.
Many vendors go back from the north to sell beef, and they can only sell more in winter.
It is difficult to transport in the summer.
It is not allowed to transport live cattle to Da Zhou for slaughter.
The boss ate beef and drank wine, and his life was more comfortable than that of many county magistrates.
The person next to him bowed and said "Yes," then stepped back.
As time went by, Peng Scarface and others also came over.
More people also came to the Colosseum.
Those with money went to the middle court, while those without stayed outside. Some people started betting on winning or losing.
The servant came to the row where Shen Yunyue and the others were standing with a wooden box in his hand.
Qiu Zhiying was so angry that he spent a thousand taels of silver to buy wild dogs and wolfhounds to win. He just wanted to let Shen Yunyue and the others see the wealth of the Qiu family.
"Miss, would you like some?" The servant looked at Shen Yunyue with a smile. He was very grateful to Shen Yunyue for helping him earn an extra ingot of silver.
Shen Yunyue tilted her head and looked at Fu Xuanheng.
"Want to buy it?"
Qiu Zhiying's followers snorted coldly:
"Master, someone wants to use copper coins to bet on winning or losing."
Qiu Zhiying suddenly understood and nodded with a sneer:
"Nonsense. No matter how poor he is, he is still a small prince in the past, wearing cloth worn by low-class people, and he is so arrogant that he really thinks he is a big shot.
With the face I had in the past, I can use it as money."
Qiu Zhiying ridiculed Fu Xuanheng for not having money to buy victory or defeat.
"Master Qiu wouldn't dare speak like that in front of me. The people of the Yun Mansion are gone, but I carry the blood of the Yun Mansion.
I am the descendant of the Yun family.
Didn't your grandfather tell you that your Qiu family has been slaves of the Yun Mansion for generations? " Fu Xuanheng's cold eyes fell on Qiu Zhiying's panicked face.
Shen Yunyue looked at Fu Xuanheng in confusion.
Are there still generations of domestic slaves?
Yun Mansion, whose family is this?
For some reason, Shen Yunyue thought of the story in the storybook.
The woman who is both wise and brave and devoted to her husband.
In the end, he ended up with such a miserable end.
The beginning of the story is just like the famous novel Dream of the Red Chamber in later generations, which is nothing but the author's nonsense.
It is impossible to trace the year, month, time and place, and whether the event actually happened.
Qiu Zhiying instantly lost his confidence and fell silent with a cold expression. The Qiu family's genealogy stated that all future generations would be loyal to the Yun family.
The Qiu family is expected to realize their ambitions in the court.
How could he be willing to be a servant of the Yun family?
If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. The Qiu family is not at fault. The one who is at fault is the ancestor who wrote down the family genealogy and admonitions.
It’s the highly respected Grand Tutor Yun.
"Be careful with your words next time. No matter how poor I am, I can never compare to you." Fu Xuanheng's eyes were cold and sarcasm-filled.
It's like looking at an ant's expression clearly.
"The people of my Yun Mansion are beggars. You have to bow down to them. Don't think you can gain anything by betraying your master. Don't forget that karma will always bring you retribution.
Everything you have in the Qiu Mansion was given by the Yun Mansion. The Yun Mansion rescued you from slavery.
I will teach you carefully and free you from slavery, allowing you to enter and leave the court.
There is no good end for ungrateful people. Everything that rises must fall.”
Fu Xuanheng reached out and held Shen Yunyue's hand tightly, his palm slightly wet with sweat.
Qiu Zhiying was so angry that he wanted to throw his sleeves and leave.
But he didn't dare to do that now, his legs were shaking and he was too weak to stand up and leave.
Chen Yunting didn't say anything.
His hand that was playing with the jade pendant paused, and he looked at Fu Xuanheng thoughtfully.
The amount of information today was too much for him to digest in a short time.
Fu Xuanheng looked away, his voice as cold as snow on pine needles in the forest. "I'm only betting on a draw in the second wolf-dog match. Neither of them will die. Or maybe both will die."
The servant seemed to think he had heard wrongly.
He scratched his ears vigorously and asked again in disbelief:
"Young Master, what did you say?"
"Go ask your boss and tell him I bet on a draw."
Chen Yunting laughed heartily and took out a piece of gold from his purse, which weighed fifteen taels.
"Okay. I'll follow Master Fu and bet on a draw."
The servant held the wooden box in embarrassment, "Let me go and report, no one has ever bet on a tie."
Fu Xuanheng sneered:
"Even casinos have ties. Can't you just afford to lose?"
"That's absolutely not the case. I'll report this to my boss right away." The servant clasped his fists and immediately handed the wooden box in his arms to his companion behind him.
Let those companions continue.
He went to find the big man who was drinking and told him everything that had happened there.
The big man snorted disdainfully:
"I hate people who sell out their masters for personal gain. That young man in the purple brocade robe is really a show-off, but his whole family is spineless."
"Master, we are talking about those two gentlemen who said it was a draw..."
The servant didn't dare to complain about his master. What we do is inhumane work, so how can we have the right to complain about others who sell out their masters for personal gain?
The big man raised his head and slapped the servant in the face.
"Don't curse me behind my back."
The servant's pupils shrank and he quickly held his head and shook his head.
"Master, I dare not."
"But since two people are betting on a draw, just sell it to them." The big man bared his teeth, rubbing his chin, and said with a sneer:
"I've never seen a draw. I'm really curious today."
How can it be a draw when this wolfdog has more wolfish qualities?
The big man just happened to see them from where he was sitting, and his inquiring eyes fell on Fu Xuanheng and the others.
I thought to myself:
This kid is quite good at bluffing. The girl next to him is not tall, but she will be a beauty when she grows up.
Fu Xuanheng naturally didn't know that he had attracted attention.
Scarface Peng, Old Huang and a few others sat behind them, and Scarface Peng pushed Fu Xuanheng's wheelchair.
"Hey, what did you buy?"
Fu Xuanheng didn't even turn his head, his voice still cold.
“Only buy the second draw.”
"What? The second match is between the ferocious wolfhound and that kid, and you dare to bet on a draw?" Old Huang shouted first. He didn't believe in Fu Xuanheng's judgment.
I complained in my heart: This kid’s brain hasn’t been working very well since he was exiled.
Fortunately, he has a good daughter-in-law. It seems that the royal family treats this grandson well.
"Miss Chen, are you letting him act like this?" Old Huang asked.
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