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"If you want to ask about the Zhao family, I will go to find my eldest brother and fifth brother, but I don't know anything." Hu Guiyang sent the captain of the Dongchang.

The winter has not yet passed, and there are not many customers in the teahouse. Hu Guiyang asked for a bowl of tea, and asked the pavilion to buy a noodles outside. While the heat was hot, he ate half full, and then said to the shopkeeper: "Master Liu Si, come and talk for a while."

The teahouse is called "Shiwei", and regular customers call it "Guanyin Temple Teahouse". Hu Guiyang is a regular customer. Since he moved to Shijia Hutong, he has been far away and has to sit for a while every three or four days.

Manager Liu Si was very familiar with the adopted son of the Zhao family. He was not polite when he received the invitation. He came out of the counter and sat opposite Hu Guiyang, bowing slightly, "You happened to walk in just now. I can't help but tell the truth to the Jinyiwei, let alone that he is from the East Factory."

"It's nothing, I'm just referring to the bottom lane." Hu Guiyang asked without intention.

"You have moved out for more than three years, right?"

"Two years and three months."

"Then I really can't ask you about this."

The Dongchang lieutenant probably thought so before. After asking a few questions, he quickly went to Zhao's house.

When they were running to the hall to pour tea, the two of them were drinking and chatting, all of which were absent-minded gossip. A bowl of tea was about to end. Manager Liu Si smiled and said, "You are still the same as before. There is such a big thing happening at home, and others are busy, so you still have the time to come out to drink tea."

"Brother, the fifth brother is here. If they are in charge, I won't cause trouble."

"Hehe, that's right, the other adopted sons stay in the house. Do you do this..." Liu Si's shopkeeper smiled and shook his head. Although he was familiar with each other, he couldn't say something.

Hu Guiyang just smiled and did not make any more excuses, "Anyway, I know that the adoptive father won't care."

"Zhao Baihu is a strange man." Liu Si's shopkeeper was moved, "When I first arrived here, the owner told me that it would be fine for anyone to mess with him. Never mess with him in the alley. That man had killed the Taoist priests of Lingji Palace and entered the palace to catch demons. He was disrespectful to heaven and earth, and was not afraid of ghosts and gods. The dozens of godsons in the family were all foxes and ghosts raised."

Hu Guiyang has heard similar words countless times, and he always finds them very interesting and laughs out loud, "The adoptive father is not very famous, but he has a great reputation."

"That's certainly, but to be honest, it's not all good reputations."

"It's strange. The more others say that the adoptive father is not good, the happier I am. The so-called strange people must have strange things and strange names, and they are all good reputations. Only this person can be said to be mediocre and inaction."

Manager Liu Si shook his head, "Your weird temper is the same as Zhao Baihu."

Hu Guiyang laughed so hard that he couldn't stop and suddenly frowned, as if he had eaten rotten food.

"What?" asked the shopkeeper Liu Si.

"Tea is good tea, the more you drink it, the lighter it becomes."

When the shopkeeper Liu Si was excited, he slapped the table, "Gou Dan'er, go and bring the burning knife I have collected, and I will have a meal with Brother Gui Yang."

The runner came over and said with a bitter face: "Uncle Fourth, didn't you agree? Don't call me Goudan'er in front of outsiders, call me waiter, or runner's house."

Manager Liu Si glared at him and rushed to the hall, "I'll go get the wine." He turned around and muttered in a low voice, "A jar of burning knives, and it's still 'treasure'..."

A few pickles and a jar of old wine, shopkeeper Liu Si and Hu Guiyang were drinking happily. The old men drinking tea next to him were swallowing their saliva, and the hall kept shaking their heads. Fortunately, there were few customers at this time and the shopkeeper did not come often, so they could let the shopkeeper make a fuss.

"That's you." After a bowl of wine, the manager Liu Si's tongue became a little big, "If it were someone from the Zhao family, I would never say this."

"Who made me love to listen?" Hu Guiyang drank slowly. After someone else took a bowl of wine, he had half of the wine left in his bowl, but he had a good alcohol tolerance. He could drink it even if others poured it.

"Zhao Baihu has a few words that impressed me the most. He said, 'Why do you have to be intimidated by ghosts and gods to be kind and do good deeds? I don't need them. I believe that many people don't need them like me. There is only one reason for us to do good deeds-'"

"Put your heart." The two of them said these four words at the same time, looked at each other and continued to drink.

The more you drink, the more you talk to the shopkeeper Liu Si. He came to persuade him several times, but he drove him away.

"Brother Guiyang, tell me the truth, was Zhao Baihu killed by the demon fox?"

"I haven't seen the body of my foster father yet, but like my foster father, I don't believe in things like demon foxes."

"But the demon fox did appear last year, right in the city, killing many people."

"Someone was killed and injured, this is true. As for the demon fox, it was just someone who saw the vague figure. I could think of at least ten possibilities when I sat here. They were all caused by living people and had nothing to do with the demon fox."

Manager Liu Si toasted a bowl of wine, "Originally, I didn't believe what Zhao Baihu said, but—" Manager Liu Si shook his head and pushed away the nephew of the hall, "Zhao Baihu died so suddenly, without any children, only you godsons from different surnames offended relatives. The family business is quite large, and there is not even a person who can inherit it. Do you think there are really ghosts and gods punishing Zhao Baihu?"

Hu Guiyang took a sip of wine, "This is exactly why I admire my adoptive father. Even if the whole world does not recognize him, even if one is unlucky after another, he still remains unwavering. He arrested the liar because the liar harmed people, not to want to get benefits. Whether it is ghosts or gods or superiors, the adoptive father doesn't care."

Manager Liu Si was stunned for a while, then smiled and said, "Zhao Baihu is a very extraordinary person. A commoner like me cannot compare with him. You should worship God or worship God, and you should exorcise ghosts or exorcise ghosts."

"The adoptive father never forced others, and there were also those among our brothers who believed in gods and ghosts."

Manager Liu Si picked up the bowl and was about to give him a respect, but someone ran in from outside. When he saw the two of them drinking in the teahouse, he was stunned at first, and then said angrily: "Brother Sanliu, you, you..."

The visitor was Hu Guida, the third-ninth brother.

Hu Guiyang waved, "Come on, drink a bowl. It's cold and hot, and it's just right. There's no good food. It's enough to have the story of the adoptive father."

"You are just now...ah, brother, the fifth brother told you to go back."

"What are you going back?" Hu Guiyang asked with his eyes squinted. He didn't get drunk, but he would get drunk if he wanted to.

"Discussing things, everyone is at home, you are just drinking outside."

"No, there are six brothers who have not come back after doing business outside."

"They don't know. Brother Sanliu, come home quickly, please." Hu Guida is good at running errands, but not at persuasion.

Hu Guiyang drank the remaining wine in the bowl, stood up and stretched his waist, picked up the jar and poured a bowl for himself, "I don't care about anything, mourning, family property division, who will be in charge... After discussing, just tell me, there are so many people in the family, and there is no shortage of me. When I go back, I tell my elder brother, fifth brother, and I say I'm so drunk that I don't know the situation, and I say I'm heartbroken, and I can only relieve my worries with drunkenness."

Hu Gui was so amazed and laughed, so he had to glar at the shopkeeper Liu Si and turned around and left.

Hu Guiyang sat down and continued to eat and drink, but the shopkeeper Liu Si woke up a little and advised: "Brother Guiyang, it's better to go home and have a look. It's okay to have a little bit of an idea. Besides... I can't keep you here."

"When the adoptive father was there, he had to have some freedom. Now that people are not here, I am just hindering my hands. Well, I won't make things difficult for you. Keep your books on tea and wine, and we will settle them in a few days."

"Calling tea and I'll treat you to wine." Manager Liu Si said with a smile.

Hu Guiyang picked up a piece of pickled radish, put it in his mouth and chewed it. He walked a few steps and came back again. He held the wine jar with both hands, "Please ask for the wine in front, and keep the rest of the wine."

"Okay." The shopkeeper Liu Si already regretted it and just wanted to send "Brother Gui Yang" away as soon as possible and agreed to anything.

There was not much wine in the jar. Hu Guiyang held the jar with his right arm, and entered the jar with his left hand and drank it. It was dripping with a large area on his chest, making him look like an out-of-compulsive alcoholic.

Hu Guiyang was really a little drunk. When he walked on the street, he felt that the world was both vast and cramped, and there seemed to be countless roads in front of him, but he went around and ended up leading to the same place, which was annoying.

Many people in the alley were still looking at the Zhao family. When they saw Hu Guiyang walking around and avoiding him.

An old man walked towards him. His hair was half white, his waist and back were slightly hunched, his neck was staggered, his mouth was missing teeth, his lips were sunken, but his legs were extremely powerful, and he was meticulous.

"Hello, boy..."

As soon as the old man said half of the words, Hu Guiyang took out a handful of wine and delivered it to the old man's mouth, and smiled and said, "Second uncle, let's take a sip."

The old man raised his hand and pushed his palm away and said angrily: "Little bastard, aren't you embarrassed enough? Come with me."

The old man was named Sun Long, and he was Zhao Ying's best friend. He became brothers when he was young, but his friendship remained unabated after he was old. He often helped discipline his adopted sons.

The wine in his hand spilled all over the floor, and Hu Guiyang suddenly cried. He was laughing all day long. Whether he had just heard of his adoptive father's death or saw his brothers fighting for power, he smiled, as if he didn't care about anything, but now he cried without warning, snot and tears, not as steady as an adult.

"Uncle Second, who will use a whip to whip us in the future?"

Sun Long's nose was sore, and he almost cried, his beard trembled and cursed: "Damn little turtle, why are you crying on the street? There is no need for Lao Zhao, I'll shave you with my big ear."

Hu Guiyang cried for a while, and finally stopped. His face was dirty, just like a five or six-year-old child, and he showed an inappropriate smile. "Actually, I don't miss being whipped that much, just... I've drunk too much."

Sun Long grabbed the wine jar and wanted to throw it on the street. He shook it and found that there was still some leftover inside, so he held it in his hands and said, "Go and go home with me."

"I won't go back, I don't have an adoptive father, and Zhao's house is not a home."

"Go to my house, okay?" Sun Long said hatefully, taking the lead in walking in front of him. His house was at the entrance of the alley, not far from here.

Hu Guiyang followed behind, calmed down for a while, and suddenly smiled and said, "Uncle Second, you really look like a turtle and become a spirit."

If it weren't for the wine jar in my arms, Sun Long would have beaten this kid, and he would not have both hands free, so he had to raise his legs and kick, "If I become a turtle, you will be little turtles..."

Sun's house is much smaller than Zhao's house, with fewer servants. A servant older than Sun Long brought the tea slightly. Hu Guiyang drank a big bowl and felt much more awake. He was not really drunk at first, but he was just from the love, showing his arrogant nature. After venting enough, he naturally calmed down and sat on the chair without saying anything.

Sun Long felt that it was almost done and said, "It's really strange that your adoptive father died. After thinking about it, only you can find out the truth."

Hu Guiyang raised his head in surprise, "Brother, fifth brother and the others are here, why do you have to be me?"

Sun Long did not hide it, "Old Zhao raised an ungrateful wolf. Your brothers are not trustworthy. You are the only one who is always unfair and lazy. I haven't been to Zhao's house a few days ago, but it's more credible. Alas, the day before Lao Zhao died, he mentioned your name, maybe... maybe he had a premonition."

"I just cried on the street." Hu Guiyang wanted to get out of the matter, but when he thought about how troublesome the matter was to take over, he had a headache.

"Even if you vomited and pulled it on the street, this matter must be handed over to you." Sun Long's neck was even higher, "This is not just my idea. Your brothers, as well as the West Factory and the East Factory, all think so."

Hu Guiyang wanted to scold his mother, but he didn't know who he should scold.
Chapter completed!