Chapter 8: Don't Ask About Social Affairs
These people were called out to kill people, so how could they bring money with them? They could only say in embarrassment: "We came in a hurry and didn't bring any money with us."
"Yeah, what's wrong with you, Boss? Why do you ask us for money?"
"Is the boss short of money? That shouldn't be the case."
These people had followed Liu Hu from the very beginning and were the most loyal of the loyalists. They were used to calling Liu Hu "big brother". Only those who followed Liu Hu in the later period would call him "Grand Tutor", so they spoke more casually .
Ah Si couldn't explain too much. The fewer people knew about this, the better. He could only say impatiently, "Don't ask about social matters."
The cold wind was howling, and a group of big men who had been killing people outside were now racking their brains over a few pieces of silver. Some of them even took out the loose silver from their boots.
Ah Si held the silver in his hand with a look of disdain, pinching his nose and saying, "This is the twenty taels of silver we collected. Helping the weak when seeing injustice has always been our principle."
Liu Hu also showed some disgust. He took out a handkerchief from the package, took the silver, and then handed it to Lan Xin.
It was at this moment that Zhiruo saw clearly that the man in front of her was actually her uncle who had been "cheating" with her. She was so scared that her face turned pale.
I don't know why, but I felt so relieved when I saw my uncle. I cried out "Wow".
Liu Hu quickly picked up the little girl and comforted her, "It's okay, it's okay, uncle is here."
"Then will you always stay with me?" An Zhiruo said aggrievedly.
Seeing this, Liu Hu couldn't bear to refuse, so he retreated and said, "It just so happens that I have to go to Houcheng to do some things. I wonder if it's on the way."
"Uncle, we are native to Houcheng, why don't we go together?" After saying that, An Zhiruo looked at her mother cautiously.
After all, my mother was a proud and independent person, and she would not easily agree to travel with a stranger.
As expected, Lan Xin hurriedly said, "No need, we can just walk back by ourselves."
Should we walk back? How long would it take to walk back and forth, not to mention how old Zhiruo was.
"Meeting is fate. I have never been to Houcheng. It would be easier if I had a local to lead the way. It can be considered as you are doing me a favor. How about it?" Liu Hu said shamelessly.
Lan Xin bit her teeth lightly. She also wanted to stay with Liu Hu for a while longer. She nodded and said, "Okay, but if Zhiruo gets tired on the way, you have to carry her, and you are responsible for all the food and lodging expenses on the way."
Liu Hu didn't care about that at all. He nodded repeatedly, fearing that Lan Xin would refuse.
After saying that, Liu Hu picked up An Zhiruo, pinched her chubby face, and winked at Asi.
It was agreed before that we would prepare the carriage here, and then pretend to meet by chance and invite Lan Xin and her daughter to get in the carriage. Now, since we have the "hero" Asi, we can just send the carriage directly.
Ah Si naturally understood what Liu Hu meant, but he didn't plan to send him off directly. After all, he had just been tricked by Luo Fanchen, so how could he not take revenge? He laughed out loud and said in a shocking voice.
"Houcheng is hundreds of miles away from Shangjing. If we walk, it will take a long time to get there. I see those bad guys' carriages are still there. It would be better to use their carriages, which will be faster."
After saying that, Asi pointed to the carriage that had been prepared long ago, and then looked at Luo Fanchen with a strange smile.
Anyway, those people were smashed into meat patties by his sledgehammer, so he can say whatever he wants. After all, the dead can't talk.
"Okay." Liu Hu nodded, then he carried An Zhiruo into the forest. Lan Xin followed behind, looking at Liu Hu's back, struggling in her heart whether she should tell him the truth.
In fact, Lan Xin had recognized Liu Hu as soon as he came out. How could she not recognize that haunting figure? But she didn't dare to go forward to recognize him.
Firstly, she didn't know Liu Hu's current identity. She wondered whether he was a subordinate of the big shot who had assassinated her and came to test her.
Secondly, she was not sure whether Liu Hu still loved her. Because of the war, many men were killed or injured on the battlefield. It was normal for men to have three wives and four concubines. What if Liu Hu already had a wife and children?
Thinking of this, Lan Xin decided to continue pretending to have lost her memory to see what Liu Hu meant. Her hand also quietly touched the Emei Spear.
She was confident that no matter what Liu Hu became or who was around him, with her "extraordinary" talent for martial arts, she could easily subdue Liu Hu.
Liu Hu didn't think so much. After he came to the carriage, he looked at the padlock on it and frowned, saying, "There is actually a padlock."
When the padlock appeared, Luo Fanchen rolled his eyes and cursed Ah Si in his heart: You are so tall , but your mind is so narrow. I just asked you to take some money.
Luo Fanchen took a sidelong glance and knew that this lock was specially made by him. Two silver needles appeared on his hand at some point. After all, he couldn't let the mother and daughter know that this carriage was prepared in advance by the young master, otherwise it would make Lan Xin and her daughter think it was premeditated.
While using the silver needle to unlock the door, he cursed: I have the key on me, why do I have to work so hard to unlock it.
With a "click", the lock opened, and then Luo Fanchen stepped back.
"The mountains remain green, the rivers flow forever. Hero, we will say goodbye now." Liu Hu bowed to A Si. After all, the show had to be complete.
Asi also knew what Liu Hu meant. After returning the greeting, he left with his men.
When Liu Hu brought Lan Xin onto the carriage, Luo Fanchen, holding a wooden stick, drove the carriage skillfully.
"I haven't asked for your name yet, sir." Lan Xin looked at Liu Hu who was making his daughter happy and asked softly.
Liu Hu had already prepared his words, and said without any panic: "I was originally a poor scholar in Lingnan. I wandered around for many years. It was not until I went to Shangjing that I learned that I was the long-lost son of Prince Yue. But I still like my previous identity. Before that, I was called Liu Hu in Lingnan."
After saying that, Liu Hu stared at Lan Xin carefully, wanting to get a good look at her reaction when she heard his name.
"Waiting for the full moon and calm wind, I will walk hand in hand with my child on the beautiful lake. What a good name."
As soon as Lan Xin finished speaking, Liu Hu was a little surprised. This was the poem Lan Xin had said when they first met. He leaned forward and asked, "Do you remember it?"
"What did you remember? Did you know me before?" Looking at Liu Hu's sudden action, Lan Xin was confused, not knowing what he was doing?
An Zhiruo was lying peacefully beside Liu Hu. After hearing what Liu Hu said, she smiled wickedly and said, "Uncle, seventy-nine."
"Seventy-nine? What does that mean?" Liu Hu was puzzled and didn't understand why An Zhiruo would say such a number.
An Zhiruo chuckled, turned around and said, "You are the seventy-ninth person who said this."
Liu Hu coughed twice to ease the embarrassment. Lan Xin was beautiful, and there must be countless people who wanted to meet her over the years, so he was not surprised.
Lan Xin breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her daughter intervened, otherwise the truth would have been exposed. She also secretly became more cautious.
