The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden

   Chapter 208 Incredible News

  The plate in the East House is not big enough, but it is just a big mansion, where thousands of people can live. It is not a big power, but in terms of status, it cannot be underestimated.

  Because the people of Dongfu are all over the place, if they are called upon, they can bring the dead back to life with a single word.

   Besides, they are all very good at talking.

   Being able to speak is the means of survival for the people of Dongfu.

   An Yan and Li Rongsen had already got off, while Yan Qingqiu was escorting Zhou Ziyi to get off.

   It was noon now, and the sun was shining brightly, making people feel hot.

  The door of the East House slowly opened, and a man who looked like a housekeeper came out, wearing a long gown, and an old mother followed behind.

  The housekeeper saluted An Yan respectfully, and then said, "Hello, my master has been waiting for a long time."

  An Yan nodded, entered the mansion with him, and went to the side hall.

   There is a woman sitting in the side hall, dressed in a cheongsam, wearing a full set of pearl jewelry, like a beauty from a painting in the Republic of China. She got up to meet An Yan and said, "The city lord hasn't come for a long time, and I can finally think of me today."

   "It's been a long time since I haven't seen Miss Dong, it's becoming more and more marked." An Yan greeted her politely.

   "I don't dare to be, and I'm not as good as you in any case. If you say this again, I'll be ashamed to death." Miss Dong looked like she didn't dare, and motioned for people to serve tea.

   "I'm here to give you something." An Yan gave Yan Qingqiu a look outside the house.

   I saw that Yan Qingqiu pushed Zhou Ziyi into the room, almost making him stumble.

Miss    Dong was puzzled and asked, "Who is this person and what did you bring him for?"

   "Aren't you lacking someone to chop wood? I brought it for you." An Yan took a sip of the tea and praised, "It's really good tea, it's just right to come to your place for tea."

  Li Rongsen saw the woman approaching Zhou Ziyi to look at him, she looked at him carefully, with a strange look in the eyes of a spider spinning silk to entangle the food.

   Zhou Ziyi was also scared to death. He had never seen such an unpretentious woman. He couldn't help turning his face away, but the woman grabbed his chin and had to look at her again.

  An Yan's expression was indifferent, she quietly waited for Miss Dong to finish looking at it before she said, "What do you think?"

   "Like, very like, the first person who looks like this, where did you find it?" Miss Dong sat back next to An Yan again, her face full of surprise.

   Li Rongsen didn't understand what this woman meant.

   "I also felt like I accidentally, thinking that he has some social status, it is not easy to tie him up."

   "What are you afraid of? As long as he comes to our Dongfu, I will naturally have a way to arrange it properly. Who would dare to say anything wrong." Miss Dong lowered her eyes and smiled.

  An Yan knew that she had some means, so she threw people here, and said, "You can take it easy, he has a lot of power outside."

   "You can leave this matter alone, I will handle it myself." Miss Dong didn't think it was a difficult matter.

   At this time, he heard Zhou Ziyi speak, he said, "What do you mean, why did you tie me up here, and who is this woman!"

   "From now on, I will be your master. You go to the backyard to chop wood for me." Miss Dong sneered at him very rudely.

   "Why, you know who I am, I am Zhou Ziyi."

   "It doesn't matter what you were called before, from now on, you will be called Thirteenth Pichai."

  Yan Qingqiu laughed when she heard the name, which made Miss Dong give him a cold look and said, "Why, is this name funny?"

   "No, no, no, it's talented. I can't think of such a beautiful name. It sounds much better than his original Zhou Ziyi." Yan Qingqiu quickly praised.

This made Miss Dong's complexion look better again. She said, "Today, you are my honored guests. I will settle him over to work first, and I will come back to greet you later." Take it away, and she goes with it.

   Li Rongsen asked An Yan, "What does this mean?"

An Yan chuckled, she stood up and went outside, motioned for them to follow, stopped at the gate of a courtyard, pointed to the two men inside and asked, "Look at them, do they look alike, are they the same as Zhou Ziyi? Very similar."

  Yan Qingqiu looked at it carefully, seeing that the two men were annoyed, they left the broom and the kettle and ran away.

   "It's very similar." Li Rongsen replied.

An Yan said: "She finally got this East Mansion from her deceased husband, and was almost killed by several concubines. Since then, she has started to collect men with similar appearances to her deceased husband, and brought them to the mansion to work as coolies. Looking good."

   "Oh, the most poisonous thing is a woman's heart."

  An Yan looked over to Yan Qingqiu, which provoked him to add another sentence: "That was also forced by a man."

"I didn't agree with what she did in the first place, and I persuaded her a few times, but the past is gone. Besides, those men didn't offend her, so they didn't give Zhou Ziyi's idea." They came.

   "As a result, Zhou Ziyi was too violent this time, so you sent him here." Yan Qingqiu thought about the same thing.

   "As long as he comes in here, he will never want to go out in this life." An Yan said, taking another sip of tea.

  Yan Qingqiu laughed and said, "It's annoying now, I don't believe he will be obedient, maybe he's going to make a mess."

   "Let him make trouble, no matter how troublesome it is, it's all bullshit. He can't escape, and the eldest miss is in his own interests." Anyway, An Yan didn't believe that Zhou Ziyi would be able to escape in any way.

Outside, four or five men with ball-shaped heads and long beards came over. They were wearing Taoist robes and carrying a cloth bag on their shoulders. They were stunned when they saw that there was no Miss Dong here, they thought they were going the wrong way. .

   One of them said, "Is the eldest lady meeting a guest?"

   "The eldest lady will be here in a while." An Yan naturally recognized them.

  Yan Qingqiu thought it was strange, seeing that these people looked like Taoist priests, with embroidered characters on the bags, what kind of words and fortune-telling, everyone was like this, it seemed that they were fortune-telling warlocks in the rivers and lakes.

  Li Rongsen saw that Miss Dong was back again. She looked at the Taoist-looking people in the hall and asked, "Why did you come back so soon, what's the matter?"

   "Big deal!" said one of them.

   "Speak." Miss Dong motioned to him.

   But those few people didn't dare to say it, which made Miss Dong come to understand and said, "Don't be afraid, she is my good sister, my family, if I can listen, she can also listen, let's talk."

   Her words made the Taoist speak: "There is a battle to be fought recently."

   "Who hits who?" Miss Dong sat with An Yan again, picked up the tea and drank it.

   "Except we haven't made a statement yet, everyone else plans to follow the people from Huashe Mountain to fight Xicheng."

   Miss Dong almost spewed water, she looked over to An Yan.

  An Yan was surprised but not moved. She thought it was miraculous. It seemed that the people on Hua Snake Mountain were determined to kill Xicheng and die, but she never had any grudges against them.

   "Is the news accurate?" Miss Dong asked.

   "A few days ago, the wife of the Flower Snake Mountain Master invited me to go to the mountains to count the days." Another said.

   "The days of playing in the West City?" Miss Dong continued to ask.

   "I haven't responded yet, come back and ask Miss, what to say about this."

   "Don't worry, I'll discuss it with you later in the evening. I'll meet the guests first, and you can rest." Miss Dong motioned them to go back first, she wanted to discuss it with An Yan.

   Yan Qingqiu and Li Rongsen were both anxious, for fear that An Yan would suffer.

   (end of this chapter)