Tang Ning looked at the man in front of him and asked. Thinking of the idea that Chang Wu would actually fight such a man, I couldn't help but take a few more looks, and felt that his appearance was not very good, but he was also handsome, but it is estimated that what really made Chang Wu not stop was because he always couldn't get it!

Hearing this, Zheng Heng's face condensed slightly, and said: "The Chang family is one of the eight nobles of the Yancheng family, and my Zheng family is only a third-rate small family, and I don't have the ability to fight against him at all, but things have already come to this, so I want to discuss with the clan elders and go to visit the head of the Su family, and my Zheng family is willing to take a thousand spirit stones every year as an offering to seek protection from the Su family." ”

He knew very well that with the ability of the nobles of the family, if he wanted to destroy their Zheng family, he was afraid that his Zheng family would have to disappear without a trace in this wild goose city overnight, and the strength of their Zheng family was not enough to fight against it.

"Oh? Are you sure the Su family will be willing? She was skeptical.

Zheng Heng paused slightly, and said: "The Su family is one of the eight nobles of the Yancheng family, and there are many discords with the Chang family, and the other is that Su Yanqing, the son of the head of the Su family, is in the same academy as me, and he is a real figure in the academy, I believe that if I go to ask for help, the Su family should agree." ”

Tang Ning nodded: "Well, you can have your own plans." She explained some of the things that his father's body needed to pay attention to, and then left.

After returning to the guest room to take a look at the old monk, she went out first, preparing to take some of the medicinal materials in the space to the auction house for barter, and gathered the medicine to treat the old monk first.

After asking for the location, she went straight to the auction house. At this time, in the wing room on the second floor of the auction house, Mo Ye, dressed in a black robe and wearing a mask, was looking at the account book, and a middle-aged steward on the side was respectfully reporting.

"Master, the income in the auction house in the past six months has been nearly half more than the income in the first half of the year, and there are ...... among them," the steward reported there, but the person who looked through the ledger inadvertently glanced up and swept down, and caught a glimpse of a figure that was not unfamiliar.

Is that kid? How did he end up here?

A touch of surprise crossed Mo Ye's eyes, and then the corners of his lips rose slightly, a little funny. Unexpectedly, after this kid slipped away, he actually ran here again, and let him meet him again.

How many times has this been?

"Go down and see what that kid is up to." Mo Ye closed the ledger in front of him, interrupted the steward's report, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

The steward was stunned for a moment, followed his gaze and looked downstairs, and saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old monk talking to the people in the line, so he answered yes and retreated.

"Master, that little monk has only been working for a few days, why did he come here?" After Hei Feng went out in charge, he came to the window on the second floor and watched, the window of the wing room on the second floor of the auction house, through the screen window, the people in the building could see below, but the people below could not see the people upstairs clearly.

Mo Ye glanced at him: "You ask me?" Who do I ask? ”

When he asked this, Hei Feng smiled wryly, thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you go down and take a look?" ”

"Just stay here! lest he know that I am here and scare away. He whispered, staring downward, not knowing what he was thinking.