Chapter 16: Darkness is not easy, the villain sighs (16)
"Oh?" Murong Li raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for the person opposite to give him an answer.
"Fourth Prince, this is a different price."
The other party had no good intentions and put a price on the information.
He has all the information Murong Li wants. It just depends on whether Murong Li is willing to pay a price for the next piece of information.
Murong Li frowned as he looked at him, untied his purse from his waist, and threw it to him: "I didn't bring much with me today. How much do you want? Leave the price and I'll have someone send it to you."
"I'm not that short of this little money from you."
The man who took the purse smiled as beautifully as a blossoming peach blossom. "Then I won't be polite."
Master Sheng told Murong Li the news he knew.
"Tan Tai Ling and the little girl appear to be siblings, but Tan Tai Ling treats her with great respect. He doesn't treat her like a sister, but rather like an elder."
Mr. Sheng's words made Murong Li pause slightly in his drinking.
A look of contemplation flashed across his eyes, and he remembered what Qiao Ling'er had said to him before. He placed the wine glass back on the table, "I want the portrait of Tan Taiyue and that little girl."
Mr. Sheng has always been open to business.
He had already prepared everything when he came. He just raised his hand slightly and said, "Xiu Lan, bring me the box I brought with me."
As a businessman, you naturally have to look back.
How can you do business without any confidence?
Murong Li obviously knew Mr. Sheng's character quite well. When he brought up the idea, he had already anticipated that when Mr. Sheng came, the long box held by the servant would be the portrait of Tan Tai Yue and the little girl.
"As expected of a master, there's probably no business in the world that Master Sheng can't anticipate."
Murong Li's words seemed like a compliment, but they were actually sarcastic.
Young Master Sheng wasn't angry either. As long as the deal was done, a few sarcastic remarks wouldn't hurt him. "Fourth Prince, thank you for your compliments."
Xiu Lan walked to Master Sheng and opened the long box.
Young Master Sheng handed the two scrolls to Murong Li and said, "Fourth Prince, take a look."
Murong Li opened the two paintings.
Dan Tai Yue, dressed in red and with a free and unrestrained attitude, appeared in Murong Li's sight.
The other person was holding a paper umbrella in his hand, with his head slightly tilted. There was a seductive red mole between his eyebrows, and his eyes were like sharp blades, as if he was confronting someone.
In another painting, a cute little girl is writing with distress, and the red mole between her eyebrows is exactly the same as Tan Taiyue's.
Murong Li's face darkened slightly: "Is there really such a bizarre thing in this world?"
It’s not that he couldn’t hear the hidden meaning in Master Sheng’s words, but Tan Tai Yue was already in her thirties. How could she turn into a three-year-old girl?
"Fourth Prince, you don't know that the mole between Tan Tai Yue's eyebrows is her natal Gu, not a red mole." Young Master Sheng elegantly opened his folding fan and waved it, tapping the wrists of Tan Tai Yue and the little girl in the two paintings. "The red mole on the wrist is the same."
Murong Li met Master Sheng's eyes, his expression solemn: "If that's really the case..."
It makes sense that Tan Tai Ling is respectful to the little girl.
"The Fourth Prince should be familiar with the woman who brought the little girl into the Qixiu Tower just now."
Of course Murong Li recognized the other person.
Qiao Ling'er's third senior sister, the wife of the new leader of the martial arts world, Lin Qing'an.
How could a woman of such status be so caring towards the junior sister? And her attitude was so awkward?
Murong Li put the scroll away and put it back into the box: "Thank you, Master Sheng!"
"That's not right, Fourth Prince. You and I are just in a business relationship. You buy and I sell. Why should I say thank you?" Young Master Sheng distanced himself from the relationship and avoided the Fourth Prince's word of thanks like the plague.
He was doing a secret business in the underworld and would not have any relationship with any buyer.
Murong Li left with the long box in his hand: "I'll send someone to deliver the silver to Xiaosheng Pavilion."
"Xiu Lan, see the Fourth Prince off." Master Sheng was in a very good mood and asked the servant to see Murong Li off.
The moment the door closed, the smile on Master Sheng's face gradually faded, and a deep expression emerged on his face: "Interesting, my Xiaosheng Pavilion has a big business deal to discuss again."
Tan Tai Yue, please don't let him down.
Next door, Tang Bao, who was struggling at the dinner table, suddenly sneezed.
She rubbed her nose and frowned: "I don't know which bastard is scolding me!"
Why did he have to scold her while she was eating? If she caught him, she would twist his head off and kick it like a ball!
"Master, my appetite has been really good lately."
Even though Lin Qingan was already accustomed to Tang Bao's appetite, she was still shocked by her master's appetite.
It turns out that she was still restraining her appetite in the past?
Are you free to eat today?
"Maybe he needs to grow." Tang Bao said perfunctorily.
During the conversation between the master and the disciple, there was a knock on the door of the private room. Lin Qingan said, "What's the matter?"
"Sir, the guest next door said that he and the two of you have a connection, so please order one each of the Flying Dragon Soup and the Soft-shelled Long Fish."
The waiter's words made Lin Qingan frown.
She stood up and walked to the door, opened the door of the private room, and saw Master Sheng in a bright red brocade robe walking out, waving a folding fan.
When Lin Qing'an opened the door, Master Sheng turned around and looked Lin Qing'an in the eye.
Lin Qingan was very familiar with Master Sheng, so familiar that she hated him very much: "The two of us can't afford what the scumbag invited us to."
After saying that, Lin Qingan slammed the door shut.
Master Sheng smiled slightly, his charming smile undiminished: "Since she doesn't want to eat it, you can have it yourself, little brother."
Hearing this, the waiter was slightly stunned, and he took a few steps forward.
They saw that Master Sheng, whose outer robe was not properly worn, had disappeared from their restaurant.
"What a strange guest."
However, if there is something delicious, the waiter will naturally not be polite.
He carried two dishes into the private room where Master Sheng had left, closed the door, and began to slack off.
Tang Bao, startled by Lin Qingan closing the door, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Why are you so angry just because you opened a door?
Lin Qingan wanted to say that he saw Master Sheng, but he swallowed the words back and said, "I saw a mad dog, and I chased him away to prevent him from polluting your eyes."
Tang Bao could tell that Lin Qingan was hiding something, so she nodded, "Yeah."
If it's really a big deal, the other party won't hide it.
What is concealed are all insignificant matters.
Sanjiu hesitated for a while, but finally did not remind Tang Bao who Lin Qingan saw.
After Tang Bao had eaten and drunk his fill, he spoke to Lin Qing'an, "Go, tell the shopkeeper that our bill for today will be put on the head of that mad dog you saw today."
“Master!?”
Lin Qingan was puzzled. Didn’t her master hate having anything to do with the other party the most?
How come today——
"But he is——"
"What is he?"
Tang Bao's distinct black and white pupils glanced at Lin Qingan. Although he was smiling, Lin Qingan felt a chill from her master's smile.
Her master knew it and did it on purpose.
"Nothing, you're right, I'll tell the shopkeeper right away."
It would be nice if I could kill the other person.
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