I am in Water Margin, I, Ximen Qing, stir-fry Pan Jinlian

When Uncle He Jiu saw the notorious Ximen Qing of Yanggu County coming towards him, he hurriedly bowed and said,"Master, I'm about to go to Wu Dalang's house to take care of his funeral."

Ximen Qing had a sly smile on his face. , said softly:"Uncle Jiu, can you lend me a moment to speak?" Then, he led Uncle He Jiu into the small hotel on the corner of the street.

Ximen Qing understood Uncle He Jiu's doubts and knew that he was wary of him, but he still pretended to know nothing about why Uncle Jiu hosted a banquet and gave him ten taels of silver. He hoped that he would take more care of him when handling Wu Dalang's funeral.

Ximen Qing has always only known how to steal other people's money. When has he ever been so generous?

Uncle He Jiu was full of surprise and doubt, but he was frightened by Ximen Qing's power and did not dare to refuse. He had to accept the money and verbally agreed to do everything.

Ximen Qing paid close attention and noticed that Uncle He Jiu's eyes were wandering as he spoke, showing that he was not thinking what he meant.

He calmly and diligently sent Uncle He Jiu out, and they went their separate ways.

Uncle He Jiu stepped into Zishi Street worriedly and walked towards Wu Dalang's home.

Ximen Qing watched his back and sneered in his heart, thinking to himself that Uncle He Jiu would give him a big gift in the near future.

Now the high officials are busy with their affairs and have no time to watch your performance at Wu Dalang's house.

After saying goodbye to Uncle He Jiu, Ximen Qing strolled towards Brother Qiao Yun's house in the back alley.

I passed several hotels on the way, but there was no trace of the little monkey. I guess Brother Qiao Yun was not selling fruit on the street today.

Soon, Ximen Qing arrived at Brother Qiao Yun's door and heard an old man's cough coming from inside the house.

Ximen Qing learned that Brother Qiao Yun's only relative was his old father. The coughing sound coming from the room undoubtedly belonged to the elderly patient.

He observed that the door was slightly open, so he stepped inside without hesitation, and at the same time asked kindly:"Dad Qiao, is Brother Yun at home?"

Stepping into the house, Ximen Qing glanced at the simple house in the hazy light. furniture.

In a corner of the room, an old wooden bed came into view. A scrawny old man was leaning on the head of the bed. Under the thick quilt, he coughed from time to time, obviously suffering from illness.

This old man is Brother Qiao Yun's father.

When he saw Ximen Qing's majestic appearance and noble aura, he couldn't help but hurriedly struggled to get up and salute, and said in a trembling voice:"A high official is coming to my humble residence, and I'm sorry to welcome you from afar! Brother Yun is here for me." He went to look for medicine. I wonder what the officials are looking for?"

Before Ximen Qing could respond, he heard Brother Qiao Yun's voice coming from behind him:"Dad, are you okay? Who is this distinguished guest?"

Ximen Qing turned around and said with a smile:"Brother Yun, you are well! Why haven't you come to discuss matters with me recently?"

Brother Qiao Yun was holding a bowl of the medicinal soup he had just asked for when he suddenly found out at home Ximen Qing was actually standing there, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Brother Qiao Yun was originally a smart little guy who received a lot of care from Ximen Qing on weekdays, so he shouldn't have been an enemy of Ximen Qing.

But a few days ago, due to a dispute with Wang Po, he impulsively took Wu Dalang to catch Ximen Qing's adulterer, but unexpectedly he got burned.

In the past few days, Brother Qiao Yun has been regretful and blamed himself for his recklessness, which caused trouble to Ximen Qing, who has always been kind to him. Ximen Qing was a life-saving grace to his father and son. Their lives depended entirely on Ximen Qing's generosity.

Isn't this conflict a kind of revenge?

After suffering the severe blow of being caught with an adulterer, Wu Dalang was so frightened that he closed the door to thank guests for many days and never set foot in the hotel where he usually set up a stall. He was afraid that if he bumped into Ximen Qing, the scene would be extremely embarrassing.

However, to his surprise, Ximen Qing came to the door in person.

At this moment, Brother Qiao Yun's face was red, his hands and feet were in a panic, and he wanted to find a hole in his heart to escape this sudden embarrassing situation.

As the owner of a medicine shop, Ximen Qing has a good understanding of pharmacology. His eyes fell on the bowl of turbid medicinal soup in Brother Qiao Yun's hand. His nose moved slightly and he sniffed the smell. He frowned and shook his head slightly. Then he waved his hand and the medicinal soup in Brother Qiao Yun's hand was instantly absorbed. Knocked over, spilled on the floor

"Sir, why did you spill my father's medicine?"Brother Qiao Yun asked anxiously and fearfully.

"Brother Yun, does your father only catch a cold occasionally? Where did you find the medicinal soup? It's just some weeds that won't help your father's illness at all. The water boiled out of the leftover medicinal residue in my medicine shop is a hundred times stronger than this!"Ximen Qing stared at Brother Qiao Yun and said calmly.

Brother Qiao Yun's face instantly turned red and he was stammering and speechless.

At this time, Father Qiao, who was lying on the bed, said:" Sir, it’s not Brother Yun’s fault! Our family is so poor, how can we have money to buy good medicine? Brother Yun was so filial that he went outside the south gate to find the medicinal soup that Mrs. Zhao had given me on credit. Then Mrs. Zhao's medicine is cheap. Regardless of whether it is useful or not, we poor people can only be used as doctors."