When the man named Xiaoliu walked out of the door, the poison scholar turned to Hu Qiang on another chair and asked, "Lao San, how about Miss Zhou's family? You didn't get mad at her, right?"

Hu Qiang is a poison scholar who knows very well. He has great ability and amazing power, but he is greedy for money and lust. He is definitely not the kind of hero who can be close friends. The two of them have been competing in private for so many years.

Hu Qiang is a long-haired man in his thirties with a naked chest. He looks very majestic, but he is wrapped in white gauze on his chest, and there is a pungent smell of medicine on it, and his face is a little pale.

"It's not that big. I saw that girl looks good. I wanted to keep it and wait until the injury heals before having fun. But now it seems that it's cheaper than the Zhou family. So, otherwise you'll give the girl a flower tonight? You'll be a filial piety to my second brother."

Hu Qiang's voice was very strong, but due to the injury, he was a little lack of energy, and when he spoke, he involved the wound on his chest. He felt weak and pain made this bandit, who had always been known for his bravery and divine power, feel a little uncomfortable.

"Don't, this is a great use for the Miss Zhou family. Our last move not only did not get any benefits, but also lost two brothers and injured more than a dozen people. Even the third brother, you are not seriously injured. It is difficult to guarantee that you will not make any mistakes next time. I think it would be better to take this opportunity to make a good deal in the Zhou family last time.

Zhou Fugui, this is a wealthy tea merchant. He has achieved several counties. This business has been completed. Are you still afraid that there will be no women to sleep?"

The Poison Xiucai knew very well that their Heifeng Mountain Village is now a thorn in the side of several nearby counties, and it was okay in the Black Mountains, and the government could not deal with them, but if they went out to rob, the danger would be greatly increased and it would be easy to be targeted by others, so they could go out as little as possible. This time, it happened to be an opportunity.

"Well, that's fine. I've heard that Zhou Fugui is rich for a long time, so I'll kill him hard this time."

Hu Qiang was injured. If he went out with the injury, he would not be easy to get out of trouble, so he didn't want to go out.

At this moment, Xiao Liu, the leader of the bandit, took Xiang Yang up. The Poison Scholar and Hu Qiang were a little displeased when they saw the thick-backed knife in Xiang Yang's hand. Xiao Liuzi was becoming more and more unreliable in doing things. However, seeing Xiang Yang's immatureness, at best, he was a 15 or 16-year-old boy, and he felt relieved.

"What's your name? What's your origin? What's your relationship with the Zhou family? Why did Zhou Fugui send you to the mountain to discuss the redemption of people?"

The poison scholar didn't even look at Xiang Yang, and took out a folding fan from his cuff and said gently. Hu Qiang, on the other side, stared at Xiang Yang with fierce eyes. He probably wouldn't even say anything more timid.

However, Xiang Yang is not an ordinary person. He first bowed to the two of them and then replied, "I have nothing to do with the Zhou family in Yangxiang in Kunding. I just went to Anyuan to visit friends a few days ago. I heard that the Zhou family offered a large reward for the warriors who went up the mountain to redeem people, so I should do this.

Originally, the Master of the Zhou family wanted to select one from the powerful men in Anyuan County to negotiate with several leaders. However, Mr. Zhou was not lucky. Li Jin went abroad to visit friends, and the old hero Qian was seriously ill and difficult to go out. Some people refused this trip for different reasons. Only I know that all the heroes are not killing innocent heroes indiscriminately, and their family background is not very good, so I promised to make this money to work hard."

As he said that, Xiang Yang untied his bag from his back and put it on the ground, "This is the handwritten letter and seal money ticket from the Master of the Zhou family, which is considered to prove his identity.

This is what Mr. Zhou heard that the second head of the family likes calligraphy and painting, so he specially selected a hummingbird picture scroll from the collection when he was a senior member of the Hanlin Academy when he was young, and presented it to the second head of the family as a meeting gift.

As for the third leader, Mr. Zhou originally wanted to send a few beautiful women to serve you as wives and concubines, but he was in the county town and had some concerns in his work and failed to succeed. Please don’t be surprised.”

Xiang Yang took out the tokens and asked Xiaoliu to pass them to Du Xiucai and Hu Qiang to watch. He squinted his eyes and glanced at Hu Qiang unconsciously, and he was indeed very injured.

Although Hu Qiang had a little displeasure in his eyes, he could barely accept it. The Zhou family was not a bandit, so it was impossible for him to force a few women to please him.

However, the poison scholar threw the letter seal aside, spreading out the hummingbird picture to appreciate, the joy in his eyes was unconcealed, and the expression of Xiang Yang was getting closer to him.

"Yes, it's true that it's written by the Grand Secretary. It's rushing and the fine brushwork is full of boldness. It's really good."

The poison scholar bragged for a while, but no matter how much Xiang Yang looked at him, he felt that this person was a kind-hearted person. He didn't want to brag anyway, and the people in the lobby were all rough martial artists, so he couldn't see through him even if he could act on his own.

Finally, the Poison Scholar put down the scroll, opened the letter and read it. He nodded and frowned, which made Xiang Yang involuntarily tighten the thick-backed knife in his hand, staring at the Poison Scholar's delicate palm and the folding fan on one side, making him feel a little stunning.

People in the world only think that the poison scholar is known for his conspiracy, but they don’t know that if he was really a weak scholar, at most he could be a dog-headed military advisor. How could he be able to suppress a fierce man like Hu Qiang and become the second leader of the Heifeng Mountain Village?

When going up the mountain, Xiang Yang learned through the words of Xiaoliu that Du Xiucai was indeed a scholar in his early years, but he was fortunate to get a broken martial arts and practiced the martial arts of the Eighteen-way acupoint-punching technique. He could use folding fans to point people's acupoints, kill people, and torture people's triathlons. With Hu Qiang's natural divine power, he was still afraid of this person, which shows his strength.

After a while, he put the letter in his hand aside. After thinking about it, the Poison Scholar said, "Yang Xiang, I can reveal something to you first. Miss Zhou is not injured at all, and is intact and has not been abused.

So what Mr. Zhou said about ten thousand taels of silver is not enough. So, since you have converted three thousand taels of grain, meat, vegetables and other materials, you will add another three thousand taels of cash silver, which is priced at 13,000 taels.

In addition, our brothers on the mountain lack clothes and weapons. You can add 300 new clothes and 500 kilograms of pig iron. It would be better if you have finished sword weapons."

The words of the poison scholar made Xiang Yang take a breath. This is really a lion's mouth, and food, silver and even clothes are easy to say. The key is that these 500 kilograms of pig iron. If you build a weapon, how many arrows can you make? What's more difficult to say is that this is military material, and the people cannot buy and sell it. Can Zhou Fugui get it?

"This, the two leaders and other young people can make the decision. However, these 500 kilograms of pig iron cannot make the decision. It is better to do this. Let me go down the mountain to discuss with Mr. Zhou first. If I can do it, I will send someone to contact you again. I wonder what you think?"

"I can't make a decision? Then what do you want? Come on, drag the little boy out and chop it up."

Hu Qiang snorted coldly and patted the armrest of the chair and said. When the two people outside the door heard Hu Qiang's words, they immediately walked up to pull Xiang Yang and dragged him away.

Xiang Yang's eyes flashed with cold light and he was about to resist, but when he looked at the Poison Xiucai smiled, he suppressed his patience and shouted, "San Zheng, please spare your life. When the young man returns, he will definitely convince Mr. Zhou to agree to the two of them and will never rebel."

Anyway, as long as he goes back safely, it is a good thing. As for Zhou Fugui, he is still a big tea merchant and has connections, so it is not his turn to worry about it.
Chapter completed!