daughter in power

Chapter 11
The shopkeeper nodded, still yawning, eyes blurred and said: "I don't know what Miss wants to be?"

Feng Qiqi lowered her head, took off the snow-white fox fur and handed it to the counter, said coldly: "Be it."

She is now penniless and only has a bag of cold steamed buns in her arms, so she can't last long in this icy and snowy night.

At least, she has to solve the problem of eating first.

King Xiaoyang's fox fur coat is really good for keeping out the cold.

It's a pity that, as a wanted criminal and a subjugated concubine, she is not qualified to wear such high-end fur.

Tonight, if she hadn't been walking alone in fox fur, those iron guards wouldn't have noticed her at all.

Her face was smeared with ashes, but she still secretly clenched the dagger, for fear that the shopkeeper would recognize her.

At this moment, she was suffering from hunger and cold, and she didn't want to make any more noise.

The shopkeeper reached out to catch the fox fur, and was startled when he took it. He rubbed his eyes carefully, took another look at the fox fur in his hand, yawned and praised: "Good clothes."

However, he was sleepy after all, took the clothes and nodded at Feng Qiqi casually, walked out of the counter and said: "The material of this clothes is the best, but the small one is just a night watchman, so there is no way to make decisions. Wait a moment, miss. The little ones take the clothes in and let the shopkeeper set the price."

He smiled embarrassedly, and didn't have time to look at Feng Qiqi's face, so he slowly opened the door curtain step by step, and turned into the backyard.

No wonder he was so slack, it turned out he was just a handyman.

Feng Qiqi felt a little lucky, half leaned against the counter and waited in peace.

……

Pawn shop backyard.

A room full of candlelight, the candlelight was melting, illuminating the young man sitting on the top chair, enchanting and charming, unparalleled intimidating.

The handyman carefully held the fox fur, and stood a foot away from the man, with a respectful expression and a cautious posture, not even a bit sleepy.

"Master, Miss Feng is indeed here."

The guy's voice was respectful, his tone was humble, and he didn't dare to overstep.

King Xiaoyang looked at the white fox fur in his hand coldly, smiled, and said in a low voice, "Give her a hundred gold."

One hundred gold, probably can only rent a small house in the shantytown in the west of Liuhuo City, and live a poor life for half a year.

After all, Liuhuo City is not like other places, but a place where every inch of land is sold for gold.

But this fox fur is taken from the fur of the silver fox in the snow mountain of Changliu Mountain, not to mention a hundred gold, even ten thousand gold is worth it.

The clerk showed suspicion, and said unwillingly: "Such a fine fox fur is worth a hundred gold, and it will not insult your identity."

The majestic number one evil king of Great Xia, the king of Xiaoyang with power over the world, actually wears clothes of a hundred gold.

When the news spread, I don't know how many people laughed off their teeth.

King Xiaoyang snorted coldly, and said in a low voice, "Speak too much."

The man was startled, and hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Here."

He honestly agreed, and did not dare to argue anymore, and exited the backyard respectfully.

As soon as he took a step, King Xiaoyang said, "Come back."

The buddy stopped and turned around, and ran back in one breath.

King Xiaoyang caressed the Yingbi ring on his left hand, and said in a low voice, "You just said that..."

……

After waiting for less than ten minutes, Feng Qiqi saw the drowsy guy turn back.

I don't know if it's because of seeing his boss, but he seems to be in better spirits.

"Here." He stretched out his hand and handed the snow-white fox fur to Feng Qiqi, yawning impatiently: "The anecdote says, your fox fur is a defective product, not worth much, you can take it away." .”

How could it be possible that the things worn by King Xiaoyang could be fake?
With a blink of her eyes, she knew what was going on in this guy's belly.

She didn't pick up the fox fur, but said with a cold face: "Now I'm short on money, and I can't exchange it for food if I take it back. Tell me, how much is this fox fur worth?"

The clerk paused pretendingly, yawned and said, "Fifty gold."

Seeing him like this, Feng Qiqi knew that fifty gold was definitely not a good price.

The big shop cheats customers, especially this kind of pawn shop, and really understands the essence of it.

She raised her head and said coldly, "Too little."

Just looking at the clear gold bricks paved on the central street of Floating Fire City, one can tell that fifty gold can't buy anything in Floating Fire City.

And she, because there are still some things to do, does need money.

The guy got impatient, snorted heavily, and yelled: "Do you want someone to sleep in the middle of the night? If my third brother hadn't gone on a blind date today and asked me to do his errands, I wouldn't be bothered to talk to you." nonsense!"

He shook the white fox fur in his hand, and said irritably, "I'll give you a hundred gold, it's not right for love."

After finishing speaking, he threw the fox fur on the counter, propped his head on his wrist, and planned to sleep again.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, there are arrest warrants all over the street, and there is no place to settle down now, what Feng Qiqi will do next will not attract attention.

She lowered her hand and said coldly, "It's done."

Still impatient, the man took the fox fur and hurried to the backyard, opened the curtain and turned around and said, "Wait, I'll get you the money."

After waiting for a while, the man came out.

In his hand was a bag of silver and a pawn ticket.

Feng Qiqi signed and pledged, took the money bag in his hand, and frowned slightly.

The waiter said with a cold face: "It's late now, the shopkeeper is not good enough to put in and out of the warehouse, and all one hundred gold has been converted into ready-made silver, you can order."

It was probably made up by the shopkeeper's own pocket, so the silver is very fragile, which saves Feng Qiqi the trouble of exchanging it.

She nodded, handed the pawn ticket to the clerk, took the money and left.

She went out and turned right, but she didn't leave. Instead, she dodged and hid under the corridor of the closed shop next door.

After waiting for half an hour, seeing that the lights in the pawn shop were still the same, and there seemed to be faint snoring, he left with peace of mind.

With money in hand, she searched for a secluded street, found a secluded noodle stall, and ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

When the noodles are in the mouth, the feeling of hunger will be relieved, as if it is delicious that has never been seen before.

Feng Qiqi knew that she was hungry.

Since following the BOSS, it seems that she has never been hungry again, and this sudden appearance made her go crazy.

Although she is deserted by nature, she doesn't want to live a lonely life, at least she wants to live a meaningful life.

After finishing a bowl of Yangchun noodles, Feng Qiqi paid the money and left silently, turned out of the alley and changed to the opposite direction to wait in cover.

Sure enough, only ten minutes later, a group of guards patrolling the city chased in the direction she left.

The arrest warrants all over the street are really not cover, the aunt who sells Yangchun noodles also wants to earn some money.

With a reward of [-] gold, ordinary people can live a lifetime in peace.

With peace of mind, she walked towards the General's Mansion.

The General's Mansion was silent, and the red lanterns hanging outside the door were burning quietly.

Although someone died during the day, the General's Mansion didn't seem to be affected in any way.

Cui Lingqiao is the house-filling wife of a loyal minister of the enemy country, so it is naturally not suitable to appear in Liuhuo City.

Even if she follows Fengyue, she can't use her identity as a bright face.

Naturally, the General's Mansion would not intentionally express condolences for her.

All the way into the General's Mansion smoothly, Feng Qiqi avoided the guards watching the night and jumped onto a rockery pavilion at Ermen.

Looking around, the entire mansion is huge in scale, and in a place like Liuhuo City where every inch of land is expensive, it is worth no less than a million gold.

Sure enough, the wine and meat of the wealthy family stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road. There are such phenomena in any age and any country.

She snorted disdainfully, and looked along the scattered houses one by one.

The whole house was pitch black, except for a small courtyard in the west that was brightly lit, and there were vaguely swaying figures.

A sneer appeared on her lips, she jumped off the pavilion and ran over.

The house was deep, and the little maid on the door dared not show her breath, and was lying on the crack of the door to peek inside.

It is estimated that she was not summoned, but she was curious, so she boldly observed secretly.

Walking up in two steps, Feng Qiqi stretched out his hand to cover the servant girl's mouth and nose.

"Uh, uh uh..." The little maid struggled desperately, like a dishonest donkey, kicking and kicking a lot.

Feng Qiqi leaned close to her ear, and said clearly: "A few words to you, and I will let you go after I tell you the truth."

The little maid finally woke up from her panic, and hurriedly nodded "Mmmmmmmm".

Feng Qiqi let go of her hand, and she was not surprised to see her raising her neck, ready to scream.

So he covered her mouth and nose again.

This time, he failed to spare her lightly and punched her in the lower abdomen.

"Woo..." The little girl's face was contorted in pain, and she was completely silent.

After carefully dragging the maid into a dense branch at the door, Feng Qiqi stared coldly into her eyes and repeated: "Ask you a few words, and I will let you go after I tell you the truth."

There is no need to threaten anymore, there is already hopeless hope in the servant girl's eyes.

"The young lady is paying homage to her...Her mother seems to be crying to death. But...but she dare not let outsiders know..."

"The young master didn't come, probably because he didn't like this marriage. The master and madam... have both rested."

"The warehouse...the warehouse is the small wing next to the young lady's bedroom. The big warehouse...the big warehouse is in the main courtyard, and the housekeeper, Uncle Lin, is in charge of the keys..."

Intermittently, Feng Qiqi listened thoroughly.

The Qixi Guqin is either in Fengyue's bedroom, or in Fengyue's dowry warehouse, or in the general warehouse of the General's Mansion.

Fengyue is a man, domineering and domineering, and loves to show off.

No one can tell where she will put her precious guqin when she hastily enters the mansion and encounters her mother being killed.

No matter where she is placed, Feng Qiqi must find it.

Feng Qiqi's eyes flickered, staring at the timid and trembling little maid in front of her, she stretched out her hand and wanted to kill this person.

Having been a killer for more than ten years, Feng Qiqi knows the truth that only the dead can keep secrets forever.

With a slap of the palm, she watched the little girl fall to the ground, she turned around and jumped onto the fence of the house.

In the end, I still kept a hand.

She was no longer a killer after all.

Feng Qiqi in this time and space is just a subjugated concubine, a poor girl who has lost her relatives.

No, she still has her only relative, a half-sister, Fengyue.

Feng Qiqi jumped into the fence, walked around the garden full of osmanthus trees, and stood at the door of the small warehouse, avoiding the sight of the servants.

She didn't need to use force, she only held the dagger in one hand, and opened the copper lock on the warehouse door with a single pull.

After entering the door, it was quickly closed, and two maidservants with wind lanterns happened to pass by outside the door.

"It's good for the young lady to cry like this. The old lady has already gone. The most important thing now is to catch the captain's heart. How can you be so emotional..."

The leading servant girl complained slightly, her tone full of kindness.

Looking at the silhouette of Yu Xin on the carved door, Feng Qiqi's eyes darkened.

People are like this, they always ask softly and care for those close to them.

As for those who are hostile, they wish they could be skinned and cramped, and their corpses whipped to vent their hatred.

In his memory, Yu Xin always had a high-spirited, sarcastic look, and she had never been so depressed before.

With a flash of her eyes, she suppressed the dagger that was protruding from her cuff, turned around and began to search for the Qixi Guqin.

(End of this chapter)