Conferred God: I, Who Just Wanted To Run Away, Was Overheard By The Emperor

"Oh, it's Miss Xiaohe, I won't go now, I won't go..."

Avoiding the girl's little hands that wanted to lift him from the ground, Yang Shancai smiled awkwardly and bitterly.

Baixiang Pavilion is a good place.

But it is no longer suitable for the current self, a dying person...

and many more!

Yang Shancai suddenly gritted his teeth, why is it not suitable for him?

Daddy is dying, and he can't enjoy himself before he dies!

Yang Shancai stood up, the thin dead camel was bigger than a horse, although he had already ruined his net worth, but the thing he was wearing was enough to use it in Baixing Pavilion. 648.

"Miss Xiaohe, let's go, Master Yang will give you a good support today." Yang Shancai took a broken jar and threw a pendant from his waist heroically and put it into the girl's tender and soft hands.

"Hey, it's not easy to do your job, take it, there's an East China Sea night pearl inlaid on it, I'll wash it for you, Mr. Yang, and then you can keep the rest of the money yourself, it's enough for you For the rest of your life, you will have no worries about food and clothing, go to the countryside with the money to find an honest man, and go live in peace."

After Yang Shancai finished speaking, he walked towards Baixiang Pavilion with his head held high.

Should I say it or not, this man, even if his death is imminent, but after arriving at the "bath center", he can't change his habit of persuading the little girl to change jobs.

It's just that Yang Shancai used to say these words just to get over his mouth, but today he is sincere and really gave money.

Miss Xiaohe was a little moved in her heart, and she thanked Yang Shancai's eighth-generation ancestors for the honest person from the bottom of her heart.

The two walked into the Baixiang Pavilion. Today's Baixiang Pavilion is particularly hot.

The iron-like facts prove that the market of Dashang bathing industry is really a blue ocean.

"Master Yang, what should you do? Business is so good today that there is no single room available, so there is only one two-person room left. Do you think you can get it together?" Miss Xiaohe went to the front desk and opened one for Yang Shancai. After 648 asked embarrassedly.

"It's fine, it's fine." Yang Shancai didn't care at all, what else could he care about now?

Go up to the third floor and enter the box, where the smoke is lingering.

Yang Shancai couldn't really see the appearance of another guest in the private room, but he could clearly see how many little girls were busy in the private room.

three!

There were actually three little sisters serving the guest.

One was pinching his feet, the other was rubbing his legs, and the other was holding some transparent, crystal-like small jars and buckling the guest's body.

'What a luxury! ' Yang Shancai was a little jealous, and he glanced at the price list when he was at the front desk just now.

This kind of project that has three little girls serving at one time, the starting price is 1288 dabei. Although he is a regular customer of Baixiang Pavilion, he is really not willing to try such a luxurious thing.

'Gan, daddy is going to die, what else is there to bear? ’

Yang Shancai gritted his teeth, and then pulled a jade lock from his neck and patted it in Miss Xiaohe's hand.

"This item can be exchanged for three East China Sea Night Pearls, take it, and call you two 1288s for Mr. Yang!"

After Yang Shancai finished speaking, he felt relieved for a while, and snorted proudly towards the guest who could not see his face clearly.

Before he dies, he must be the prettiest cub in the Passion Pavilion!

After he died, he was the happiest ghost in Samsara that day!

It's a pity that there is really nothing else on him that can be exchanged for money. Otherwise, he really wants to try to shout that today's consumption of Baixianggri is paid for by my grandfather Yang. What a pleasure.

Soon, all the girls came, and Yang Shancai, who had a good idea, closed his eyes and happily enjoyed it.

On the way, he heard the voice of someone leaving next to him, and he thought that it must be the guest who was frightened by Yang Ye's arrogance and walked away in shame.

"Hehe, Master Yang is so elegant, this Chaoge City will be more enjoyable than me, you are the only one."

Suddenly there was a voice next to him, Yang Shancai frowned, feeling that the voice was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

Opening his eyes, he took a fan and suddenly fanned the mist that blocked his vision, and Yang Shancai finally saw the appearance of the guest next to him.

If a middle-aged man is handsome and has a rank, then the appearance of this guest is definitely the strongest king.

"Huang Feihu..." Yang Shancai's eyes became complicated.

Huang Feihu gave him a nonchalant smile, and said boldly to Miss Xiaohe: "It's rare to meet a colleague in Baixiang Pavilion. Go down and tell your shopkeeper that today's consumption of Mr. Yang is on my account."

"No... no need." Yang Shancai shook his head bitterly. He is a dying person, why does he need such a courtesy?

Huang Feihu suddenly became enthusiastic at this time, "Hey, Mr. Yang and I are polite, they are all colleagues, I will invite you this time, and it's better if you invite you back next time."

Yang Shancai frowned, next time?

Do I have a next time!

Is there a branch of Passion Court in Six Paths of Reincarnation?

But on second thought, could it be that Huang Feihu still doesn't know what happened to me today?

"Don't you know that I'm about to suffer?" Yang Shancai didn't bother to pay attention to those false things when people were about to die, and he asked whatever he thought of.

But to his surprise, Huang Feihu nodded without hesitation, "I know, you provoke King Qi first, and then killed the king's cronies in Xing Sili.

Also, I also know that you went to Yinjiao just now, and you gave away your net worth, but was kicked out by someone.

It is estimated that when you go to court tomorrow, the king will dismiss your office, and then, before it gets dark, you will die in confusion. "

"Huang Feihu, since you know, why are you telling me this! I tell you, I'm not even afraid of death, don't try to mock me here, or else I'll bite off you before I die. Here comes a piece of meat!"

Yang Shancai was angry at the time, and as soon as he sat down on the chair, he wanted to jump over and fight Huang Feihu desperately.

But then, Huang Feihu's next sentence made him froze in place.

Huang Feihu: "Master Yang, there are still six hours left until tomorrow morning, and the king has not given up your office. There are countless talented people in the city of Chaoge, how do you know that no one can help you except in the suburbs of Yin Do you have one?"

Huang Feihu stood up and squeezed Yang Shancai's shoulder.

"I'm here today to bring you a message for my nephew, Lord Yang."

"My nephew said that people are also treated as dogs, some people feed dogs shit, and some people can make dogs wear human clothes.

Everything is just a question of attitude and position.

As long as you don't sit in the wrong position, Master Yang, and you can still have a good attitude, the seat of the head of the Department of Criminal Justice is just your starting point. "

Huang Feihu squeezed Yang Shancai's shoulder again, and pointed to the private room next door.

"I pointed out what I should say, and I have said what I should say. I just wait for you to have a stick of incense, and I hope Lord Yang can do it for himself!"