"Hey! Boy, where did your knife come from?"

The carriage moved forward slowly, and Uncle Fu looked at Yingrui who was following silently.

"If you say it to the old man, this is the relic of my grandfather." Yingrui's face did not change at all, but he did not lack respect for the old man.

Uncle Fu raised his white eyebrows, looked at him carefully, and asked again: "Who is Ying Qisheng?"

Yingrui turned his face and looked at Uncle Fu: "It's the boy's grandfather."

Uncle Fu's expression became solemn: "I have seen your grandfather in the palace. He once served as the leader of the Tiger Guard next to the Grand Master. Under the jurisdiction of Yingchen, he is a good man."

Yingrui bowed solemnly: "Thank you, Mr.!"

"I remember, after your grandfather died, the Grand Master once gave you a wealth of land and countless gold and jade. He also promoted his only son to the palace to serve. Why are you so down and out now?"

A strong sense of hatred appeared on Yingrui's face, but he pursed his lips and just bowed again, obviously not wanting to show his scars to outsiders.

Uncle Fu yelled, and did not continue to ask more questions, swaying the whip tip to speed up the horse.

Yingrui accelerated his pace and followed silently.

In the carriage, after listening to the conversation between the two, the corners of his mouth curled slightly and asked loudly: "Yingrui, what level are you now?"

"In the second grade, we are only one step away from advancing to the third grade." Yingrui replied.

"This is not very low. Why was he so embarrassed by a few gangsters yesterday?"

"I have punished the people who insulted my mother. Others are asking for debts and I am indemnifying them."

It means to only hit people who should be beaten? It's quite principled! Well, I also know that I'm running towards the palace gate, but I'm not pedantic, and I can barely be considered a talent that can be trained.

However, this way of speaking that always requires people to guess is really worth beating.

"Jia Qiao, give him a bottle of bone quenching pill."

The cultivation level of Qi Refiner has qualitative changes between each level, especially in the low-level stage, the human body has not yet been completely reborn and cannot withstand sudden changes. Without the assistance of corresponding elixirs, it is easy to fail in advance. At the mildest, it is injured, and at the worst, it is paralyzed, and death is not impossible.

What Yingrui said was only one step away, and the one that was missing was elixir.

Jia Qiao opened the package, took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it out the window.

Yingrui did not answer. "Your Highness, I have already taken your money, I can't..."

"I don't have to waste around me. If you don't improve your strength as soon as possible, how can I work hard for me? Similarly, in the future, you will receive 500 monthly salary, enough for you to eat, so as not to starve to death and make me lose all my money."

Yingrui was silent for a moment, took the porcelain bottle with both hands, "Thank you for the reward of Your Highness."

"Don't feel embarrassed. A man is a real man who can bend and stretch. If he doesn't want to bow his head for the rest of his life, then try to make himself stronger. I'm looking forward to what you will give me in the future, not a single life."

Yingrui stopped and looked at the carriage window that had been closed. His body trembled slightly and his eyes turned red.

His cultivation level was already promoted to the third grade last year, but because his mother was not in good health, all the valuable things at home were exchanged for medicine, and he couldn't afford even the worst quality bone tempting pill on the market.

Even if the porcelain bottle in my hand is pressed against the bottle stopper, there is still a faint fragrance of medicine, which shows that it is one of the rarest products and is worth no less than a hundred cents of yuan.

Everyone is the descendants of the Ying family, and the gap is so big that if it were put before, he would curse the injustice of fate, but the hero's words awakened him.

The young palace master's luxurious status was exchanged for his blood from his ancestors. Why can't Yingrui use his own efforts and blood to exchange it?

Destiny is not static. Without a glorious and powerful ancestor, just be that "ancestor" yourself, starting from scratch and reshaping glory. What's wrong with it?

Yingrui took a deep breath, stuffed the porcelain bottle into his arms, patted it, and was about to take a step forward, suddenly a crisp sound of "pop", followed by a scorching pain in his back.

...

In the carriage, the hero knocked on the wall of the carriage: "Uncle Fu, next time my mother asked you to smoke me, I don't have to exchange it with you for a good wine, right?"

Uncle Fu smiled: "Young master is joking, how dare I attack you?"

The hero grinned and felt comfortable.

Jiaqiao was confused when she heard this: "Young Master, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, I'm so stupid!" Su Yanyan said, "Uncle Fu obviously recognized Yingrui, and his relationship with his grandfather should have been pretty good back then.

The old man wanted to help Yingrui, but he didn't want to act like he was in a favor, so he deliberately inquired about his family affairs so that Xiao Xiongxiong could understand his grandfather's sacrifice to Baji Palace and his miserable situation.

Xiao Xiongxiong took the opportunity to give him the bone tempering pill and promised to pay wages every month, with the purpose of telling Uncle Fu that he did not need to worry about his old friends and descendants.

As for Xiao Xiongxiong's saying that he didn't have to exchange it for wine, and his 'how dare he fight you' with Uncle Fu, it's a deal between them. Next time his aunt punished him, Uncle Fu will let him go."

Jiaqiao understood, but her eyes were still the same as mosquito coils. Such complex communication at the level of human heart was far beyond the understanding of her simple little brain.

"Don't think about it, you don't need to understand these things. Serve me well as the young master is your only task in your life."

The hero smiled and pinched the tip of the little maid's nose, then said to Su Yanyan: "What you said is not all right. Uncle Fu's real purpose is to give me the opportunity to show kindness to Yingrui.

After all, he doesn’t need subordinates, and I’m still empty-handed.”

Su Yanyan blinked and gave a thumbs up: "Whoever says you are a waste from now on, then he will be the biggest fool in the world."

The hero chuckled, "Don't call me Xiao Xiong again in the future."

"Little Xiong Xiao Xiong Xiao Xiong..."

Su Yanyan reveals the essence of human repeater.

Outside the carriage, Uncle Fu took out a sip of wine gourd, hummed a few small songs with a smile, turned his head to see if Yingrui was awakened by the young master, but his face turned pale in the next moment.

Yingrui was surrounded by five horses.

The knights were all dressed luxuriously, with white tiger patterns embroidered on the front of their left chest, which was obviously all from the Ying family.

The leader was handsome, slapped the horse whip in his hand and was arrogant, and he almost wrote the four words "flying and domineering" on his face.

Touching the crack of his clothes on his back, Yingrui tightened his sword, staring at the man with no anger, only hatred.

"Yingrui, I heard that your ill-tubborn girl is finally dead. Is there any money for burial? If not, just say a word. Today, my son is in a good mood. You don't have to drill under your crotch. Just squat on the ground and learn to bark a few times.

Well...just just say one penny! The more you shout, the more you will receive."

After the man finished speaking, someone next to him immediately made fun of him: "Will he be going to get rich today?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The five people laughed wildly, which attracted pedestrians on the street to look at each other.

Yingrui's fingers holding the knife were already white, and he seemed to be trying his best to endure the urge to draw the knife.

Uncle Fu asked him why he was so down and out now, and the answer was right in front of him. To be precise, it was precisely because of the planning of the father in front of him that he ended up in such a situation where his family was destroyed.

This hatred is irreconcilable!

As for the story under his crotch, it was because he borrowed usury to treat his mother by drilling into someone else's crotch.

This is the only and greatest shame in his life at present, but he has never regretted it. Even if he does it again, even if he knows that his mother's illness cannot be cured, he is willing.

However, willingness does not mean that people can humiliate themselves at will, especially those from enemies.

He wanted to draw his sword and fight against these people, but he could only endure it.

Because his current life no longer belongs to him.

"Call it! Cry quickly! Wool! Wool...ah--"

The man who learned to bark at the dog suddenly covered his face and screamed. When he took it down, four copper coins were embedded on his face, bleeding.

"A dog barking a penny, why don't you call me such a fun game?"

The hero's carriage was back at some point.
Chapter completed!