Chapter 170 Rich Businessman Diary
170 Diary of a Rich Businessman
He successfully attracted the attention of the servants, and when he was fighting with everyone, Song Erle seemed particularly aggrieved.
He felt insulted.
If he had not chased them in time, these servants would have disappeared from his sight just as quickly as the young Taoist priest.
When had Song Erle ever been looked down upon like this?
Bang, bang, bang! The cold light in his hands continued to flash, and in the blink of an eye, several servants were knocked away. Song Erle kept changing his position in the crowd.
Although wailing could be heard every time he attacked, the servants' lives were not harmed.
The group of servants chasing Xiang Jiannan were all warriors, and their cultivation was several levels lower than his own. The young Taoist priest actually didn't need to run, but unfortunately he was so impatient at the time that he didn't give himself a chance to speak.
Song Erle should be able to hold on.
After running out of the alley and finding that no one was following him, Xiang Jiannan slowed down his pace and suddenly wanted to go back.
He knew that Song Erle must have been fighting with the servants by now, and if he just ran away like that, it would seem a bit unrighteous of him.
After taking a breath, he vaguely heard some noises. Seeing that there was no one around, he immediately put aside his guilt.
It's already this late and I still have so many hindsight thoughts. The most important thing right now is to get out of the city first and find a safe place to pray for Song Erle. This is what I should do next.
Song Erle can do it. From the first moment I saw him, I could tell that he was brave enough to fight against ten thousand men. No matter how strong a few servants were, how strong could they be?
While comforting myself, I started walking towards the city gate, trying to get as far away as possible based on my memory.
He also thought about returning to Qian's house and making a surprise attack, but after considering it for a while, he finally gave up.
Although most of the servants in the Qian Mansion had come out to chase him, it did not mean that the defense force in the mansion was definitely weak. The neighbors must have known about the disturbance by now, and the soldiers might have also rushed over.
I can't do what Lord Zhang has entrusted me to do, so I can only place my hopes on my master.
Xiang Jiannan has always been timid, and he probably won't go to the county town again for a long time in the future.
The old saying is true, stealing is a shameful act.
Harming others and yourself! Relying on memory, he quietly walked towards the city gate. Along the way, because it was too quiet around him, Xiang Jiannan's mood, which had just calmed down, was in turmoil again.
How could there be no noise at all? The Qian Mansion is not an ordinary family. If someone broke into the house late at night, it would not be excessive to conduct a city-wide search.
What I am most worried about right now is not this matter. Without my master, I am not sure if I can leave the city smoothly. The leader of the soldiers guarding the city may have already received the news.
The city wall is about ten meters high...
Just thinking about it makes me feel insecure.
"Little Taoist priest, why are you in such a hurry?"
After walking to the alley and observing for a while, he saw that the main road was quiet, so Xiang Jiannan plucked up the courage to give it a try.
The city gate is in front of us, and it seems there is no problem.
There should be no shift change at this time, and there is no hope at all for the other city gates. If they are blocked, I can only use tough measures - breaking through.
Just as I was about to take a step forward, I heard a complaint in the air. I turned around and looked up, and saw Song Erle clinging to the wall above.
Like a gecko, it patted its body after jumping down.
"Why did you follow me?"
Pulling Song Erle, he hurriedly walked deeper into the alley, fearing that his voice would alarm the soldiers not far away. Xiang Jiannan was relieved of his worries at this moment.
Song Erle’s appearance must be related to the master. I really don’t know how these two people usually contact each other.
Does he know where the old Taoist priest is now?
"I'll take you out of the city. The old Taoist priest ordered me to do that."
"Where are the others?"
"Waiting for us outside the city."
“.”
After saying this, Xiang Jiannan stepped out of the alley first and walked towards the city gate with big strides. The fearless Song Erle quickly attracted the attention of the soldiers guarding the city.
With the appearance of the young Taoist priest, the crisis was resolved and without saying anything more, the original soldier leader let them go again.
He watched Song Erle and Xiang Jiannan jump over the city wall in two steps, and finally gave his men a warning: "Look at the skills of these two people, remember everything, nothing will happen tonight!"
As soon as he left the city, he saw the old Taoist priest standing at the foot of the wall. He was holding a book and seemed to have succeeded. Xiang Jiannan's thoughts suddenly became clear.
Without saying much, he and Song Erle walked over and waited for the master to send them back.
The book in the old Taoist's hand didn't look very thick, and its appearance was more exquisite than the scriptures in the temple.
This is not the time to look through it. It won’t be too late to check the contents when you return to Ping’an Temple.
"I brought the person out for you. Taoist priest, why did you call me here from so far away just for this?"
Song Erle had no interest in the book in Gao Yuan's hand. He had already taken a few steps while talking. He looked like he was going to part ways with the two Taoists: "The people from the Demon Subduing Division are simply ridiculous. I advise you... Where are the people? I haven't finished talking yet. Can't you wait a little longer!"
Xiang Jiannan was standing next to the old Taoist priest and was listening to what Song Erle said. As the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, he found himself back in Ping'an Temple again.
Song Erle seemed to have not finished speaking. This divine movement method was indeed powerful! This time, he did not catch the corner of the old Taoist's clothes, but because of Song Erle, he was distracted again.
“I’ve become much more skilled.”
The place of going back and forth did not change, and the next step seemed to have been prepared long ago, and the connection was natural. Gao Yuan spoke when he returned to the backyard of the Taoist temple.
Then he strode into the room, and the lights in the house came on.
Seeing the wooden door open, Xiang Jiannan understood and followed in. As soon as he entered the room, he saw the master flipping through the book in his hand, muttering to himself: "People's hearts are no longer the same as they used to be. A small wealthy businessman can actually get involved in so many things!"
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"What?"
He moved closer to his master and saw that his hands were covered with scars. After taking a few glances, Xiang Jiannan immediately understood clearly.
The book that Lord Zhang asked them to steal cannot actually be considered a book. Strictly speaking, it should be called a diary.
The daily life records handwritten by the owner of the Qian family contain a wide variety of contents.
"On September 9, Zuichunlou spent fifty taels."
"On September 10, I bought a piece of land."
"On September 11, I drank a few more cups with the people who came to the mansion, and all the tasks entrusted to me were completed."
"On September 12, I bought another piece of land."
"September 13th, preparing to buy another piece of land."
"On September 14, I accompanied the messenger from the palace to Zuichunlou for a chat and asked if there was any land available for sale."
I remember what all this is. It turns out that at any time, GDP is the first pursuit of the rich.
After taking a quick look at a few records, Xiang Jiannan looked up at his master, not realizing how shocking the contents were.
There were some questions he wanted to ask the old Taoist priest, whether he was playing the role of bait when he entered the city this time.
"You gave me the nightgown on purpose, right?"
Standing aside and waiting for the old Taoist to put down the diary in his hand, Xiang Jiannan thought that the life of the rich was really happy and boring. He sat down and asked: "I was caught as soon as I jumped into the Qian family. Master, are you using your disciple to attract their attention?"
"Didn't you already know about this kind of thing?"
He answered with a surprised tone, as if he had not expected Xiang Jiannan to ask this question. Gao Yuan raised his hand and poured a cup of tea:
"No normal person would wear night clothes when doing things at night, unless they are thieves who are hoping to get away with it."
"It's hard to say about other places, but for a big family like the Qian family, the servants in the mansion will definitely catch anyone wearing night clothes."
"Why didn't you say so earlier? You are playing tricks on me, old Taoist priest."
I didn't expect the master to admit it so readily. When Xiang Jiannan heard this theory for the first time, he got angry.
I was wondering why this nightgown has no concealment function when worn, it turns out it has long been abandoned by the times.
The old Taoist priest asked him to follow him into Qian's mansion just to use him to lure away the servants in the mansion.
"It's not too late. It's not too late to tell you now."
"If you don't experience it yourself, I'm afraid you'll forget it soon. After all, opportunities are rare!"
He spoke confidently. Seeing Xiang Jiannan on the verge of a fit, Gao Yuan raised his hand and stuffed the rich businessman's diary under his pillow, but saw that the little Taoist priest quickly calmed down. He looked at him and asked another question: "With your means, why did you go to Qian's house in person to get it? It's so far away. Why bother with so much trouble?"
"The commotion we caused tonight was not small."
"I, the teacher, naturally know this."
Standing up from the bed and looking at Xiang Jiannan, Gao Yuan's expression suddenly became conceited. He stretched his arms and looked outside the house when he spoke.
"You're not coming in yet?"
(End of this chapter)