Chapter 182
Qinglian's face was also a little pale, and she blessed Ji Yunxi: "Three girls, when the noodle restaurant daughter-in-law came to the store to buy clothes, the slave family saw it. The slave family persuaded her a few words, but she didn't listen. The slave family didn't care. Too many. If, if the slave family is determined not to sell her clothes, this will not happen. If the three girls want to punish the slave family, it will be fine, but don't close the store..."
Ji Yunxi watched everyone's reaction, and quietly listened to Qing Lian's words before she said, "There is no reason to refuse customers when the store is open. This matter has nothing to do with you."
Qing Lian raised her head: "But—"
Ji Yunxi's eyes were long: "I'll be closed for a few days."
Isn't the purpose of the fifth prince and Xing Shuyue just to close her house?
Then she closed it herself as they wished.
Ji Yunxi lowered her eyes and hooked her lips: "You don't have to worry. You haven't rested for more than a month, and you just took a break during the closing of the store for a few days. There is not enough supply in the store, so you can take advantage of this period. Time to make up for it. I think some of the suggestions made by the previous stewards and me are also very good, you can change it together. "
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, still a little surprised.
Just now Ji Yunxi said that the store would be closed, and they felt a sense of fear in their hearts.
For Ji Yunxi, who has a big family, even though there is a loss in closing the four houses, it is actually nothing.
But for them, it is a place to live.
Ji Yunxi looked at them and continued to soothe them: "This incident also taught us a lesson. You need to be more cautious in the future. You don't need to worry too much this time.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
It was also from this time that they really linked their own lives with the life and death of Bu Zhuang.
*
The night was dewy, and it was already September.
The weather was cold and the wind was blowing at night, so Ye Xianggong couldn't help but tighten his clothes.
He yawned and went to the backyard of his home, planning to grab a bucket and go from house to house to collect Yexiang.
Suddenly, Ye Xianggong paused.
He narrowed his eyes and quickly walked to a corner of the courtyard.
There has always been the place where the night incense he collected was piled up by him.
But now, there are actually several barrels missing! !
He immediately scolded: "Whoever has a child without a P-eye, even steals Yexiang!"
Ye Xianggong cursed, pushed his car, and walked on the empty street at night.
And in Changxing Square, which is separated by two squares, the family next to the elm tree was not peaceful tonight.
The fifth prince also seemed to have guessed that Ji Yunxi and Wu Weian would not let them easily succeed. The assassins and dead men they sent came one after another.
This family noodle shop has been open for nearly ten years, and the business is good. At the beginning, I was lucky and bought this house from the owner who was eager to get rid of it.
The courtyard of the house is quite large, and it was used by the old lady to raise her.
Generally, customers in noodle restaurants will order jī eggs, and if they raise jī themselves, there is no need to buy jī eggs. And jī can also be killed to make jī meat noodles.
At this moment, countless men and women in the yard were shivering and squeezing into the corner.
These small animals have always been the most sensitive to danger.
In the yard, more than a dozen men in black stood guard outside the room, keeping the room impregnable.
The people of the Fifth Prince came in batch by batch.
The martial arts of these dead guards are not low, and they are no different from Wu Wei'an's dozen or so men in black.
But the number of people sent by the fifth prince is much larger. If there are only a dozen or so men in black, they will be defeated sooner or later, and the people of the fifth prince will snatch the door.
But they have snow bamboo.
Xuezhu was all dressed in black, and this time he didn't need to hold back his hands, he could sweep people's heads dignifiedly.
The mask covers the head and face, leaving only one pair of eyes.
Xuezhu's eyes were extremely bright, and he looked at the dead men in the courtyard excitedly, just like he usually looked at the melon seed skin spit out by the poisonous lady.
Xuezhu swept his head so much that he couldn't help it.
He has fasted for too long, and suppressed it for too long, and it was all released tonight.
And for more than a month, he has been helping dye the cloth in his wife's cloth shop during the day. He dyes the cloth very carefully, and often has to stare at the cloth, even if there is even a small dot that is not dyed properly, this has trained him. A good eye. He took a fancy to the necks of these people at a glance, where is the easiest to sweep.
A knife passed, no more, no less, just right.
The other dozen or so men in black were very relaxed, occasionally sweeping away a few fish that slipped through the net.
They didn't dare to go up and grab Xuezhu's head, they would get angry if they grabbed too much Xuezhu.
They couldn't beat Xuezhu at all, and under Xuezhu's hands, they couldn't make a single move.
After all, this is someone whom the son has brought by his side and has personally cultivated for several years.
Xuezhu is already so terrifying, how high is Young Master's martial arts?
It's a pity that over the years, the young master has rarely done things himself, and rarely participates in these things.
Naturally, they wouldn't know that their son was also here.
But in the room, pouring shit on the family.
The round-robin thing is in there too.
Unlike Xuezhu, who is specially responsible for sweeping his head, Yuan Guan has two things to do tonight.
The first one is to steal the night incense barrel.
The second is to tie up the family, gag their mouths, cover their eyes, and throw them into a water tank.
Then, looking at his son, he poured shit on these people spoon by spoon.