When he finally left, Qian Qianyi kept sending Zhao Rong outside the door, making people feel that he respected Zhao Rong very much. In other words, some people might think that Lord Qian was very respectful to Hua Qingge, the young master of Qinglu around Zhao Rong.

But Zhao Rong was not excited at all, because he suddenly thought of a person, a person who looked very similar to Qian Qianyi today. He couldn't help but feel that these Donglin Party members were like this? Or was it his mission? Use himself as bait to seduce all enemies?

The moonlight outside the mansion is very beautiful, but it is a little cool.

Zhao Rong looked at Qian Qianyi who had already sent him outside the gate and said, "Mr. Qian, the night is dark and the wind is high, and the snow is so heavy, so there is no need to send it anymore. Lord Qian, go back."

Qian Qianyi stood at the door, with a cool moonlight radiating in front of him. He looked at Zhao Rong and said, "Young Master is careful all the way. If you encounter something, you can turn your head back in time. Qian's mansion has been opened for you."

Zhao Rong seemed to have not heard the meaning of this sentence, and looked at Qian Qianyi and said, "Don't worry, Lord Qian. If there is anything, I will immediately hurry up and look for Lord Qian. After all, I am most jealous of my life, right?"

Qian Qianyi smiled. He knew that Zhao Rong was afraid of death, so he looked like this. He looked at Zhao Rong and said, "Then, please be careful all the way."

Then he turned his head and looked at An Hua Qingge and said, "Young Master Qinglu, please forgive me if you are not well received."

Hua Qingge also smiled slightly, saying that he didn't care, but he really didn't care or pretended not to care, no one knew. After all, literati wanted the most to save face.

The moonlight stretched the backs of the two people long, making people feel a little desolate when they saw them, and makes people feel unconsciously calm.

The road is long, the alley is long, the moonlight is cold, the wind is also very cold, Hua Qingge does not speak, and Zhao Rong does not speak.

Suddenly, Hua Qingge stopped moving forward. He looked at the small shop in front of him, stunned for a moment, and then slowly moved forward again.

Zhao Rong was very confused because he knew that Hua Qingge was not a casual person. If he stopped, he probably found something wrong, but what was wrong with this? After all, the night was very cold and quiet, and no one spoke.

Just as Zhao Rong was about to ask what was wrong with Hua Qingge, a slightly old voice rippled in the cold wind.

"Selling chestnuts, selling chestnuts"

Who would sell fried chestnuts in the cold wind?

Hua Qingge didn't know, but he knew one thing, that was the cold weather, even a young and strong man, could not stand it, let alone the master conveyed by this voice? Hua Qingge could hardly know that the master of this voice must be gray-haired and his face was full of wrinkles forced by the poor life.

The two of them slowly walked forward, and as expected, an old man came out in the front, with white hair and wrinkles on his face that could kill flies.

The old man looked at Hua Qingge and Zhao Rong and said, "Two young men, do you want to buy candy fried chestnuts? It's not sweet and not expensive."

According to common sense, at this time, anyone with a little sympathy will sympathize with the old man very much, and then take out all the money he has on him to buy his candy fried chestnuts.

Unfortunately, both of the people present played cards without reason.

Hua Qingge was very sensitive to danger. His almost terrifying sixth sense told him that this old man was strange, and the candy fried chestnuts sold by the old man were also strange.

Zhao Rong became even simpler because he had read a book, or he had read a book in his previous life. The name of the book was "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng". The author is a master who likes artistic conception very much. All the women in his writings are very powerful.

What happened to be the case is that there is a woman named Gongsun Lan in his writing, and she has several other names, female butcher, peach blossom bee, five poisonous lady, ecstasy mother-in-law, and grandma Xiong.

Any of them are a great villain who is famous in the world, which is terrifying.

The most famous one here is Grandma Xiong. Grandma Xiong has a hobby. She came out to sell candy fried chestnuts on full moon nights. Her candy fried chestnuts were made by her. They were extremely sweet, but behind this sweetness was a poison that could poison fifty masters.

Although the man in front of him did not have the red shoes of Grandma Xiong, he was still selling candy-fried chestnuts in the cold wind. If Zhao Rong was fooled, it would be really strange. What's more, even if Zhao Rong was fooled, there was still a Hua Qingge, right? Hua Qingge is not so easy to be fooled.

Hua Qingge laughed softly, the laughter seemed particularly cold in the cold night. If someone passed by at this time, he would probably think that this was a madman or a great evil man without any sympathy.

But this is not the case in reality.

Hua Qingge looked at the old man with a smile on his lips and said, "This old man is still selling sugar-fried chestnuts so late?"

The old man grinned and smiled, then looked at Hua Qingge and said, "I'm afraid this young master doesn't know that we poor people, so late, even if it's snowing heavily, don't we have to come out for a meal?"

Zhao Rong sighed, with a very guilty look on his face, as if it was his fault that this person could not eat. He looked at an old man and said, "Old man, how do you sell these candy fried chestnuts? I bought them all."

The old man said happily on his face, "This young man is so kind-hearted. My candy fried chestnuts cost three cents per pound, which is absolutely sweet."

Zhao Rong took out a tael of silver from his arms and handed it to the old man and said, "Old man, this is a tael of silver. I wonder if I can ask you to help me? The remaining silver is yours."

The old man said happily, "I don't know what kind of help the young master asks me to help? Old man, I will do my best."

Zhao Rong smiled slightly and said, "Please clean up all the poisons in the candy fried chestnuts, otherwise we won't be delicious."

The old man smiled strangely and said, "Young Master, why bother to clean up this medicine? Is this medicine very precious?"

Hua Qingge no longer watched the show. He looked at the old man and said, "Who are you, who sent you here?"

The old man threw the candy and fried chestnuts next to him, then tore off a human skin mask from his face, and then said, "The owner of the Xiyifang, Yan Pingsheng."
Chapter completed!