Chapter 262 – This man’s heart is good and he can’t see the world go to hell.

Chapter 262 – This person’s heart is good and can’t see the world go to hell
Senior brother shed tears.

The last time he shed tears, it was when he met his little senior sister, because of the matter of the demon of the lake, he felt that he could not do anything about it and shed tears.

But a group of mortals, what is there to do nothing about?
What’s wrong with kneeling down and asking for reward money?

Even the crazy bell, in the face of Song Yin’s sudden tears, all of a sudden also sat upright, his small face solemn.

Instead, they didn’t quite dare to speak.

Only to see that after the group of maids finished playing and singing, they ran to another table of guests and continued to kneel down.

Some of them were the same as the guests at the previous table, giving the reward money in exchange for the charming and delicate playing and singing, and some of them didn’t want to give it in exchange for the bowing of the maids of honor, shaking the mass of spring light on their open chests.

Until this group of people came to Song Yin and their followers, warbling swallows and swallows kneeled down, with a euphonious fawning voice called out, “Master, give some reward.”

Only this time is a little bit not the same, in the table, all the people, all with strange eyes looking at them, and one of them, even fell tears.

It’s a bit strange.
Strange guests, or do not provoke the good, a few maids looked at each other, was about to say goodbye and retreat.

But right at this moment, the guest in tears suddenly said, “Why are you kneeling down?”

Eh?
The maids froze for a moment, and looked at the man somewhat strangely, seemingly not quite understanding the meaning of his words.

“Hahaha!”

They did not answer, but the people at the neighboring table laughed, that table is a group of people dressed in the attire of a gentleman, looking at the dress is not far from Zhang Feixuan, holding a folding fan shaking, pushing cups to show the style.

One of the gentlemen looked them up and down and smiled at Zhang Fei Xuan, “This brother, you are very polite to this subordinate, actually brought here to eat, first time here, right?”

The rest of them all swept past Zhang Feixuan outside of a frozen glance at him, revealing obvious contempt.

Those who came here to eat were either rich or noble, and just by looking at their dresses, they felt that they were not extraordinary.

Taking a look at these people, apart from that handsome son, who was a bit interesting, the rest of them were all strange to look at.

That little girl looks good, is a maid material.

That young teenager with a straight face looks like a scholar.

The tall and thin one, I’m afraid he’s a lapdog.

That stout giant man looked good, a good material for a caretaker.

And the one who asked questions, looks like a peasant son from the countryside.

Really can’t figure out why he was brought here, it’s a disgrace to them, the second generation dukes.

“Brother, your little dwarf’s question is also very interesting, how to kneel down? This person just has to kneel down, otherwise where would the reward money come from, in this world”

That eunuch tilted his head, as if he understood the wonders of the world, and said, “Gold and silver are important ah.”

“Brother Zhao is extremely right.”

“Brother Zhao speaks well!”

The people at that table complimented one another.

The man called Brother Zhao let out another loud laugh and casually threw out a silver ingot that landed in front of that waitress.

“Look, this is the answer.”

“Thank you, Your Excellency, for the reward.”

One of that group of maids picked up the silver ingot and bent her spine that way, then stood up, bowed slightly to Song Yin and the others, took a lotus step to that table, and knelt down again, moaning a euphonious ditty, revealing her jade neck and soft chest.

The man listening to the ditty shook his head and laughed: “In order to money, kill the whole family, just kneeling down to show off the color counts for something, you say . Right?”

The maid who sang the ditty and played the musical instrument nodded her head a bit and revealed a more flattering smile at them, causing the man’s smile to grow even wider as he threw down another ingot of silver and said, “Alright, don’t sing anymore, come drink with us.”

The song ended, the maids picked up the silver and then bowed deeply, then sat down in the middle of this group of gentlemen, fawning and toasting, joking and teasing, seemingly very skillful. “No dignity?”

Song Yin just came to a sentence, suddenly a beat, revealing a look of realization, shutting his mouth.

Just that Brother Zhao, who seemed to be less interested in women than in them, still heard Song Yin’s sentence, and then the table looked at each other as if they had heard some extremely funny joke, laughing louder than anyone else.

Even the group of maids, they were all laughing and fluttering, and the eyes that glanced at Song Yin from time to time were filled with flirtation and disdain.

Fear is not a fool.
“You motherfucker!”

Wang Qizheng rose up expansively, grimacing as he was about to take a step.

“Sit down.” Song Yin faintly voiced out.

“Senior brother, they,” Wang Qizheng gritted his teeth, his face full of defiance.

District mortals!

Actually dare to insult their senior brother?
There is no such thing in the world, not to give them a little color to see, that is really give people look down on.

Just Song Yin glanced towards Wang Qizheng, that pupil of the eye looked over, let Wang Qizheng a jolt, obediently sat down.

“The dishes are here!”

At this time, the junior held up a large tray small steps quickly walked up, will tray of dishes one by one on the table, and set up a pot of wine, smiled: “A few masters slow use.”

Said, he stood on the side, eyes and ears, seemingly waiting for others to call him.

“They didn’t do anything, and no one is at fault.”

Song Yin picked up the wine pot and poured himself a glass of wine, he looked at the clear liquor, and then looked at the junior standing there waiting.

When the junior saw the person looking over, he quickly floated a fawning smile.

“Flattering others and serving them is for silver money.”

Then, he looked at the maids at that table.

“To curry favor and kneel down to beg for rewards is also for silver money.”

Song Yin’s gaze veered to the group of eunuchs, “They have money, so in the eyes of those who are in it for the silver money, these people are the patrons, the True Immortals.”

“Exactly.”

The person called Brother Zhao raised his head proudly and laughed, “You country bumpkin, your speech is a bit reasonable, but you just don’t know the rules a bit, your master is there, how can you be the first to drink? And what class are you, daring to drink the same wine as me? Need to be tempered ah.”

He looked at Zhang Feixuan again and laughed, “Hey, this brother, how about two hundred taels of silver, and give me all these underlings of yours? You don’t know how to teach your subordinates, I’ll help you teach them.”

He wouldn’t think that these people had any other status, an underling was an underling, and an upperclassman was an upperclassman.

Superiors wouldn’t wear the clothes of inferiors, even those free immortals wouldn’t wear the clothes of inferiors, this was the truth since ancient times.

Where do you get so much pretending to be a pig, never encountered it.

In his eyes, more than anything else, it was that this rich family would not teach.

And will not teach people .
That even if it’s not a country bumpkin, there’s no education at all.

But it doesn’t matter, he’s a kind hearted person, can’t see the world is corrupt, he can come to teach.

This peasant son is a bit interesting, that maid looks also standard, and that giant man, bring out is also doubly dignified, that even if it is not a ten foot high, this table in his this is like a pocket.

Two hundred taels, how to look at it is good value.

(End of chapter)