"Your Excellency is..."
The boy from the chamber of commerce who came up to greet the guests was a little annoyed when he saw such an arrogant guest.
After all, as a prominent figure in Juncheng, Ma Yun and the boys like them also benefited from it.
I have never approached Chairman Ma with this kind of attitude and tone...
Who is this person from?
In line with the principle of treating guests with caution, the waiter did not do anything inappropriate and still asked questions with a smile on his face.
But Zhao Yan glanced at him and threw a token into his hand.
The boy's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Zhao Yan with a horrified expression.
"Good attitude, lead the way."
Zhao Yan said with a chuckle.
I am still very satisfied with the service attitude of the waiter.
If he rashly gets angry and chases away guests, how can he be recognized by the Qi Prince's estate?
"Yes! My dear, please come with me!"
The young man was praised by Zhao Yan and went forward to lead the way with great joy.
The group of people walked through the noisy lobby in such a swagger. Many people were so shocked when they saw the beauty of the girls that they forgot to continue with their business.
When Zhao Yan and others disappeared at the top of the stairs, the bustling lobby suddenly became quiet, which was very rare in a business firm.
It can be seen that the lethality of beauty is really not small.
The entire trading house only had two floors. After the group went up to the second floor, Zhao Yan asked the servant to take the girls to rest, and he carried Xiao Longnu alone and guided him down to Ma Yun's office room.
After all, as the person in charge of such a large horse racing business, he is quite busy.
Wang Yuyan looked at Zhao Yan's retreating figure, pulled Ming Yan over curiously and asked:
"When will Xiaoyulou still have a horse business?"
In her impression, most of the cover in Xiaoyulou was focused on easy-to-launch businesses such as Cainiaofang and Shuiyunjian.
Although the horse market is booming, it is not an easy business to get started with.
Moreover, as horses are a national strategic material, large-scale transactions must be under official supervision.
Zhao Yan has never been someone who likes to mess with these things...
So when he suddenly came to the horse racing shop in Juncheng this time, even Wang Yuyan, who knew Zhao Yan so well, was a little surprised.
But what surprised her even more was that Mingyan didn't know anything about it.
She smiled apologetically and replied:
"Miss Yan'er, please forgive me, but I also know nothing about this horse racing shop."
"You don't know either!"
Wang Yuyan frowned, then smiled freely.
"Forget it, Brother Yan didn't tell Yan'er, it must have been too late."
"Let's go in quickly."
She took Ming Yan's arm in relief, and the two of them went into the room to rest together.
On the other side, when Zhao Yan came outside Ma Yun's official room, he saw that the door was open, and the situation inside was clearly visible.
It was a large public room, with shelves full of desks on both sides, and an empty long rosewood table in the middle. Sitting behind the table was a young man with a feminine appearance.
This person is the owner of this horse racing shop - Ma Yun.
I thought he was busy, but he was actually enjoying tea leisurely.
Zhao Yan stepped into the room with light steps, making a gentle sound of wooden boards clashing.
The man in the room raised his eyes silently, and after seeing Zhao Yan's face clearly, he smiled coldly and did not get up.
He took out a cup from the tea set in front of him and placed it on the table. He slowly poured half a cup into the teapot and then pushed it across the table.
"His Royal Highness King Qi is here. Please have a drink first."
After saying that, Ma Yun looked at Zhao Yan with provocative eyes, as if waiting to laugh at him for daring to drink.
Zhao Yan walked forward as if he hadn't heard anything, came to the table, looked at the cup of weird-colored tea, and asked leisurely:
"Where is Xiang Feiliu? You asked me to come here, but where did you go?"
The reason why he came to Juncheng was actually because he received a letter from Xiang Feiliu before leaving Qixia Town.
The letter informed him that "Dead Leaf" had recovered many former secret spies, all of whom were trustworthy and reliable, but whether some of them could be used required his personal judgment.
Ma Yun is one of them.
In fact, if Ma Yun hadn't suddenly changed his horse business to its current name, Xiang Feiliu might not have been able to find him.
After all, after being away from "Dead Leaves" for eight years, many people have lost contact.
In an era like this, eight years is enough time for a person's message to completely disappear.
Regarding Ma Yun's sudden appearance, Xiang Feiliu had already come here to meet him once, but he still couldn't make up his mind whether he should use him.
It is true that his current strength is very useful to "Dead Leaf", but if he is not good enough, then no matter how useful his ability is, it will be redundant.
"There are bigger fish than me to catch in Luoyang City. Xiang Feiliu is so eager to go fishing that he has no intention of staying here."
Ma Yun boldly raised his feet and put them on the chair handle, showing no respect for Zhao Yan's arrival.
Although he looks feminine, he acts like a gangster.
To be able to reach this position among so many overbearing horse dealers means that he is destined not to be as weak as he looks.
"Luoyang City? Are you looking for Li Fu?"
Zhao Yan hugged Xiao Longnu and sat down. Xiao Longnu curiously went to touch the cup of tea, but Zhao Yan snatched it away first and put it under his nose to smell it carefully.
"As for whether it's Li Fu or some kind of Lord Xuantian, I don't know."
"I only know that His Highness Prince Qi is sitting across from me, holding tea that I poured myself."
"My lord, it's been eight years. I'd like to propose a toast to you!"
Ma Yun picked up the cup of normal-colored tea in front of him, poured it into his mouth, and immediately drank it.
His actions seemed to prove his innocence, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Zhao Yan must have added something to his cup of tea.
After all, colors visible to the naked eye are different…
Zhao Yan's green tea was tinged with purple. It didn't look like normal tea, but it was clearly a cup of poisonous water.
But even though he knew it was poisonous water, Zhao Yan didn't mind at all.
He brought the poisonous tea to his lips and touched it slightly. Ma Yundeng, who was opposite him, opened his eyes and watched this scene extremely nervously.
"I apologize to you for the bad decision I made eight years ago...that tore you apart."
"But now the murderer of Gu Yu and those brothers has been identified. It would be best if you are willing to put aside your suspicion and help me."
"I'll finish this cup."
As soon as Zhao Yan finished speaking, he poured the poisonous tea in the cup into his mouth and drank it all.
"you……"
Ma Yun looked at this scene with a complicated expression. What he wanted to say reached his throat, but he couldn't squeeze it out.
He didn't expect that Zhao Yan actually drank the poisonous tea.
This is a strange poison in the world that even the gods on land cannot withstand...
Even if it is to apologize to him, then this sincerity is enough.
To put it bluntly, he is a dignified prince, why would he take such a risk for the death of some of his subordinates?
Master and servant, master and servant, servants originally live and die for the Lord.
Zhao Yan cannot be blamed for the deaths of those people in "Withered Leaf" back then.
After that, the "withered leaves" are scattered, which is also his freedom.
This kind of thing is a matter of course in this world.
Of course Ma Yun understood this truth, but he still couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.
Only when he watched Zhao Yan drink this cup of poisonous tea did the grudge in his heart finally settle...
"This is the antidote..."
He took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and placed it in front of Zhao Yan.
The reason why he took out the antidote so quickly was because he didn't know how powerful the poison was. If it was too late...
If he really killed King Qi, then he would not dare to see Sister Gu Yu even after death...
But when the small porcelain bottle was placed in front of Zhao Yan, he turned a blind eye and didn't even look at it.
This time it was Ma Yun's turn to be anxious. He suddenly raised his head and shouted eagerly:
"You should eat it quickly. This poison is so powerful that even gods can't save it if it's too late!"
But compared to his eagerness, Zhao Yan was still as calm as water.
Even Xiao Longnu looked over with a grimace. He asked calmly and calmly.
"Where did you buy the medicine?"
"Wha...what?"
Ma Yun was stunned, wondering why at this time, King Qi was still so calm and in the mood to ask where this medicine came from.
He frowned deeply and replied:
"Forgetting Worry Valley, Xuan Mingzi personally prepared the Solitary Life Pill. It is so toxic that it can kill land gods."
"The name is very arrogant, but this poison..."
Zhao Yan raised his fist and smashed the small porcelain bottle with one punch, pinched the milky white pill that fell out of it, smelled it and then put it in front of his eyes to examine it.
"Angelica sinensis, Atractylodes macrocephala, Poria cocos...this is Shiquan Dabu Pill."
Hearing this, Xiao Longnu snatched the small white pill and put it under her nose to smell it.
"Yeah! There are also cinnamon, Codonopsis pilosula, Sichuan Qiong, and Rehmannia glutinosa. They are excellent tonics."
The Ancient Tomb Sect is also knowledgeable in pharmacology. Although Xiao Longnu is still young, she is no stranger to various medicinal materials.
Ma Yun stared at this scene blankly, wondering what went wrong, how could a good detoxifying pill become a tonic...
"No...impossible...I spent ten thousand taels of silver to buy the ultimate poison! How could it be fake!"
"Xuan Mingzi! How dare you lie to me!"
He is a great expert in horses and can easily manage a large horse business, but he knows nothing about poison.
But Xuan Mingzi, as a master of the drug making world, dared to sell him fake medicine!
I don’t want this sign anymore!
Although Ma Yun is only famous in the horse market, money can make all the difference. If he gives it a try, he will have a lot of connections at his disposal.
How could Xuan Mingzi drink a pot of bitter wine.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Yan waved his hands gently and said:
"You misunderstood. Although the toxicity is not that strong, the poison is indeed powerful. The Only Life Pill is true. The antidote is false. After taking it, I am afraid that not only will it not be able to cure the poison, but it will intensify the toxicity."
Ouemaru…
People who take it will replenish their body normally.
Replenish the poison when the person taking it is poisoned.
Ma Yun was confused, but he still grasped an important point.
"Since...since this poison is true, then you...why are you okay?!"
This is the real top poison!
Even if the toxicity is not that strong, it won't cause no reaction at all, right?
"Oh, is it possible that Xuan Mingzi himself doesn't know how powerful the land gods are?"
Zhao Yan said with a smile.
This is actually a very normal thing.
Just like the lines are separated by mountains, separated by a big realm, it is naturally impossible to imagine how powerful the stronger realm is.
Xuan Mingzi had not reached the realm of land gods, so he could only imagine the power of this realm out of thin air. He thought that the poison he made was enough to kill the land gods, but in fact it was far from enough.
As for the rhetoric in the later stage of sales, selling something is just a matter of bragging.
Even if the antidote was replaced by Shiquan Dabu Pills, Xuan Mingzi probably didn't develop the antidote himself, or he added a little more poison in order not to lose his reputation.
Unexpectedly, he met Zhao Yan, who knew the truth of poison, was a land god, and had the divine soldier "Shen Nong Ruler".
Not to mention this self-defeating pill, even a poison ten times stronger would not be able to do anything to him.
The poison in his body had been absorbed by the "Shen Nong Ruler" the moment it entered the body, which just replenished the previous consumption.
Ma Yun didn't understand poison, but he was not stupid. He understood it quickly after hearing Zhao Yan's words.
He secretly scolded Xuan Mingzi for cheating, but he admired Zhao Yan even more.
"Fortunately, the prince is fine...otherwise I wouldn't have the face to see Sister Gu Yu!"
"So, you have given up?"
Zhao Yan asked with a chuckle.
In fact, Ma Yun had already walked between life and death just now.
If he hadn't taken out the small porcelain bottle containing the tonic pills, he would have died by now.
But from the moment he took out the small porcelain vase, Zhao Yan accepted him.
No matter who he is loyal to, it doesn't matter whether he is Gu Yu or not.
As long as we still have this heart, we are all our own.
He is still someone who can take on tasks with confidence.
"I have let go of my resentment towards the prince, but I have never let go of Sister Gu Yu's hatred and my brothers' hatred!"
Ma Yun's eyes let out hatred wantonly.
"I have heard about your prince restarting 'Dead Leaves' for a long time, but I don't think it will make any difference."
"After all, so much time has passed, and many clues have disappeared. However, Xiang Fei Liu summoned the old dead leaves group, and some news inevitably reached my ears..."
"Your Majesty, is it really for revenge?"
Ma Yun looked at Zhao Yan with burning eyes, looking at each other and refusing to relax for a moment.
"Gu Yu's death has also haunted me for eight years. My mood is the same as yours!"
Zhao Yan replied solemnly.
"Frankly speaking, even without you, I can bring chaos to those enemies with the strength of Prince Qi's Mansion, but those regrets will always sink in your hearts."
"Why did Fei Liu put so much effort into searching for you? I guess he had the same idea as me."
"The revenge of the past should be avenged by the people of the past."
Ma Yun suddenly closed his eyes and exhaled deeply from his nose.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and returned to his normal appearance.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
"what can I do?"
"There are many, many, many. Our enemies are incredibly strong. There will come a time when you can do something great. Don't be impatient."
"My subordinate understands!"
Ma Yun lowered his head and answered.
At this moment, this wanderer who had been away for many years returned home again.
……
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After staying in Juncheng for less than two hours, Zhao Yan embarked on the road back to Beijing again.
Along the way, he occasionally stopped in some cities, but the time was not very long, mostly only one or two hours.
Only one city among them was found to have a murder case after Zhao Yan left. In other places, everything was as usual.
It seemed like nothing had happened, but in fact there was an undercurrent.
