Chapter 1018: Splurge

Jiuwei is the heir personally taught by the master of the Nine Pavilion in the end, and he has been training since he was a year old, and the intensity of training is greater than Jiu Rao, and it is normal for Jiu Rao to be inferior to him.

But for the time being, both of them are young, and there will be time to catch up in the future.

"Jiuwei, are you worried that you killed someone last night, so it's hard to explain to your father?" Jiu Rao seemed to see Jiu Wei's thoughts, and said lightly, "Or are you afraid that he will blame you?" ”

Jiuwei was silent for a moment and shook his head slowly: "I don't know, it's just that I feel very strange in my heart." ”

"Regret killing someone on impulse?"

Regret?

Jiuwei thought of the people who were open-mouthed, and shook his head again: "No regrets." ”

Even if he was punished by his father for this, he did not regret it.

It's just the feeling of killing someone for the first time...... It's weird.

"Don't think about it so much." Jiu Rao raised her hand and looked at the sky, "It's dawn, and the sun will come out in a while and it will be unbearable, should we continue to stay here and wait, or find a place to stay first?" ”

After running all night, the three of them are now very tired, not only want to take a shower and change clothes, but also want to have a good meal and then sleep beautifully.

If only the carriage hadn't been lost, they could sleep in it, or at least have a rest.

But it's useless to say anything now.

"Let's go first." Jiuwei stood up and looked at the mountain road in the distance, "The old bustard in the Lanyuan is very angry, if we wait any longer, their pursuers may catch up." ”

He didn't want to add more casualties.

Although the bustard's subordinates are not good people, it is not always a good thing to kill too many people.

Jiu Rao wrinkled her nose in distress: "What a scourge." ”

Just now, the scourge of the bustard should have been solved first, so maybe he could save the girls in the Lanyuan from the sea of suffering.

But it's useless to regret it now.

"Let's go, go to the front city to find a place to stay, buy a set of clothes for each person first, take a shower and change clothes, and then have a meal and sleep." Jiu Rao sighed, "Then buy a carriage and continue on your way." ”

Jiuwei escaped from the silver tickets on his body, counted them, and frowned slightly: "There are still two thousand five hundred and forty taels of silver tickets, we have to save some flowers, and we can't do it like last night." ”

As soon as I sold five hundred taels, I was afraid that the money would be squandered in a few days.

Tianshu touched his chest and looked at Jiu Rao: "I also have some silver tickets here." ”

Jiu Rao raised her eyebrows: "Master gave it to you?" ”

Tianshu nodded: "Hmm." ”

"Keep it for now." Jiu Rao said lightly, "We came out this time to accompany Jiuwei, of course, we spent Jiuwei's silver first." ”

Tianshu didn't speak.

When Jiuwei heard this, he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong.

However, there is no doubt that these three children really have no concept of money at all.

The expenses of an ordinary family are two or three taels of silver a month, and the income of a year is only twenty or thirty taels.

A few thousand taels of silver tickets is a huge amount that many people have never seen in their lives.

When Qin Sheng gave Jiuwei the burden, he calculated the possible expenses of the children on the road - these three children were all born with a golden spoon, so naturally they could not be compared with the children of ordinary families.

Along the way, they will definitely eat well, live well, and even include any additional expenses that may be included.

As for going to a brothel, and being so generous as soon as he made a move, this was really not what Qin Sheng expected.

Although the silver is sufficient, if you go to a place like a brothel or casino, the silver is not silver at all, but flowing water.

Not to mention thousands, 100,000 taels is not enough to squander.