Chapter 55

A shout of trouble on the pier attracted many people's attention, and the waiter in the teahouse threw the towel onto his shoulder and listened sideways.

Liang Qu frowned and asked: "Uncle Chen Yi, big trouble? What big trouble?"

"I don't know, it looks weirdly scary. A master in blue clothes came to the door in person. He was wearing silk and satin! And he made someone kneel at your door! Ashui, did you cause any disaster?"

Liang Qu didn't have much reaction, but Chen Qingjiang was the first to scold, spitting at Chen Yi: "Pah, what disaster can Ashui cause? Chen Yi, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"How would I know, but I saw the clothes clearly. It was called smooth, the color was bluer than the sky, it didn't look cheap, and it wasn't something ordinary people could afford? I think one chi is at least one tael of silver! One tael of silver!"

Chen Qingjiang's fishing level is much better than Chen Yi's, and he also gave birth to two sons. Although the two are of the same clan, Chen Yi is weaker in all aspects. After being scolded, Chen Yi's voice became smaller, but he was still stubborn, raised a finger, turned it around to show everyone, and used all the vocabulary in his life to describe the luxury of the visitor's clothes.

The surrounding fishermen were all in an uproar.

"One tael of silver, that piece of clothing, wouldn't it be four or five taels?"

"Strange, what is worn is not clothing, it is clearly silver."

"Did Ashui offend any big person?"

Chen Qingjiang saw this and shouted: "One by one, what nonsense are you talking about? What person can Ashui offend? Since it's kneeling, maybe they are here to apologize!"

Chen Yi had the courage at this time: "Ha, apologize, a master? Chen Qingjiang, aren't you joking?"

"What are you shouting about, true or false, go see and you'll know." Liang Qu put down the oar and let Uncle Chen stay to watch the boat, and by the way, sell the fish.

"That won't do, I have to follow and see. If something really happens, one more person will have more momentum."

"Alright." Liang Qu couldn't refuse, turned to the fishing pier and shouted, "Songbao, watch the boat for me?"

"Alright! Rest assured!"

Lin Songbao had already leaned against the door to watch the play. Hearing this, he responded and went down. He wasn't panicked at all about the so-called disaster.

After a meal last night, he finally understood what the great success his father was talking about was.

Lin Songbao knew much better than Chen Qingjiang how high the gold content of Master Yang's disciple was. In the two corners of Yixing City and Pingyang Town, who could threaten Liang Qu?

Unless some imperial envoy had a brain cramp and suddenly wanted to come to Jianghuai Daze to see the scenery, and Liang Qu also had a brain cramp and collided, Yang Dongxiong might not be able to handle it.

Liang Qu jumped ashore and walked in the front row, followed by Chen Qingjiang, Chen Yi also followed, and behind them were many villagers watching the fun, some gloating, and some worried in their hearts.

Many people heard the movement and walked out of the house, asking what happened, making this team grow stronger and stronger.

A room on the street secretly opened a crack, and several eyes were exposed in the crack. The highest eye saw the crowd passing by and narrowed slightly: "That kid, I really thought he had great success after going to the martial arts hall, but what happened? I said he would cause trouble, look, they are all at the door."

The second eye suddenly widened: "No, when did you say this?"

Liang Guangtian was dissatisfied: "I said it, you don't remember it yourself. That kid made a lot of money, and he didn't even come to see his uncle. Can he be a good thing? He doesn't understand any human feelings, I said early on that he would cause trouble, look."

"Then we didn't lend him grain before? Can he come to see you?"

"That, how can that be the same? Can the grain be returned if it is lent? You understand a fart!" Liang Guangtian was angry and ashamed, his words were inconsistent, and after leaving a sentence that women don't understand anything, he snatched the door and went out.

"Master, where are you going?"

"I'll go over and see, don't let this kid break the sky and implicate me."

"Eh, wait, I'll go too."

"What are you going for, don't you make dinner?"

"It's not that I won't starve to death if it's late, what are you in a hurry for."

Xue Chengquan paced at the door of Liang Qu's house, his eyes glancing at the shabby earth-embryo house from time to time, his heart shocked.

After many people become famous, they often describe their past as incomparably miserable.

Xue Chengquan thought the servant's words were exaggerated and spread from person to person, but he didn't expect it to be so broken and so shabby.

Xue Chengquan didn't look down on him. On the contrary, he didn't dare to underestimate this little fisherman in Yixing City.

What is a fisherman, a lowly industry that is not as good as a farmer!

Most fishermen's dream in their life is to save money to buy fields and become a farmer!

At a young age, he can become Yang Dongxiong's disciple from a white body. Will he be amazing in the future?

Make friends now, will I be amazing in the future?

Thinking of this, Xue Chengquan couldn't help but slap Xue Dingyi on the back of the head again, slapping it with a bang.

Rebellious son, rebellious son!

Before making friends, he gave him a conflict first. Thinking of his own slickness, he developed the family business to this point. How did he give birth to such a thing, bullying people not for money, but for fun?

Xue Dingyi knelt on the ground, his head tilted left and right, silent. His butt was rotten now, and it was heart-piercingly painful.

The surrounding neighbors secretly opened the door cracks to watch, even Adi was no exception, but she didn't dare to go out, for fear that her gaze would attract the displeasure of the big man.

When the dense footsteps appeared on the bluestone street, Xue Chengquan raised his eyes and saw the most eye-catching one in the crowd, and praised: "A talent! Truly a talent! Solemn as the wind under the pine, tall and slowly pulling, no wonder he can become a high disciple of Master Yang!"

Liang Qu was stunned, inexplicably feeling that he had heard this somewhere, and the words he wanted to say were forgotten.

However, he saw Xue Dingyi kneeling on the ground, still bruised and swollen.

On the martial arts field, he hit Xue Dingyi's face with a stick, and it hasn't healed yet.

Fortunately, in the blur, he could still see that Xue Chengquan and Xue Dingyi looked similar, and he could roughly guess the identity of the man in front of him.

Xue Chengquan cupped his hands: "My rebellious son who doesn't live up to expectations, I really didn't expect him to do such ugly and dirty things. It is really my lack of teaching. Coming here today is to want Liang Young Master to teach him a lesson. Whether it is beating or scolding, I will let him bear it. Even if Liang Young Master wants to beat him to death, I have no complaints!"

A thorn branch that didn't know where it was taken out was held by Xue Chengquan and offered with both hands.

The onlookers were in an uproar.

Chen Yi was even more confused. What's the situation, how is it completely different from what he imagined.

The one kneeling on the ground is the son of the blue-clothed master, but why is the blue-clothed master so respectful to Liang Qu?

Liang Guangtian was dumbfounded in the crowd and hurriedly asked others if he had missed anything.

The bystander looked at Liang Guangtian and said: "Liang Guangtian? Isn't Ashui your nephew? You don't even know, come and ask me?"

Liang Guangtian's expression was awkward: "That kid is heartless and never associates with my family. How can I, as an uncle, know?"

"Forget it, Ashui took out a stone of rice to save Chen Qingjiang's family during the autumn tax, you didn't see it? You don't know? I think you are the heartless one. Who doesn't know your temperament? Without the official looking, you dare to mix rice bran into the grain tax, have money to drink, but no money to lend grain."

"You! Why do you talk like that?"

But unexpectedly, the man ignored Liang Guangtian and went to the front to watch the fun on his own.

"Dad! Dad! Don't, don't hit, don't hit, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."

Xue Dingyi, who was kneeling on the ground, was terrified. After beating at home, he still had to beat outside?

He hurriedly moved his legs, regardless of the pain of the wound, and hugged Xue Chengquan's thigh. His butt was really going to rot. If he hadn't applied gold sore medicine this morning and wrapped it in gauze, he would still be bleeding, and he wouldn't dare to touch the ground at all.

But Xue Chengquan was unmoved, bending over, just waiting for Liang Qu to reach out and take the thorn branch.

Xue Dingyi was full of tears, and could only crawl to hug Liang Qu's thigh: "Brother Liang, Brother Liang, I beg you, I beg you, I really know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I will be a cow and a horse for you in the future, please spare me once, spare me once, I really won't dare again."