Before Xiao Baoer considered whether to help Xuanjin, she asked this person a question. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Third girl, why don't you go to the eldest prince? It stands to reason that you are closer to the eldest prince. ”

"You don't know my eldest brother, you won't let go of taking advantage of things, and you will never get into trouble. And ......" Hearing Xuan Jin's words, Xiao Baoer asked: "And what?"

"No matter," Xuan Jin said with a look of openness as he stomped his feet, "The eldest brother wants to test the attitude of the Wu family, and hopes that the Wu family can firmly support him, instead of the ambiguous attitude now." ”

Xiao Bao'er raised her eyebrows slightly, the Wu family is not optimistic about Xuan Hua, this is good news for Xuan Ze, and it is also good for her, but for some reason, she was not touched at all in her heart.

"Hey, what's the fuss, can you understand me?"

"Xiaoxiao doesn't understand, aren't the eldest son and the second son brothers? ”

Xuan Jin sighed, if the family affairs of the Song Lord's Mansion were just that simple and good. She subconsciously waved her hand, as if she wanted to wave away the unhappiness in her heart, and shouted: "I told you so much, you should have an idea with me!"

Xiao Bao'er has enough troubles, there is really no need to meddle in the grievances between the martial arts family and the Zhu family. But Wu Jun is her master, and this inexplicable disappearance must have something to do with Zhu Zhigao.

The reason is very simple, Zhu Zhigao passed the word for Xuan Ze and let her leave Chen Di, which will definitely annoy Yao Xitong. With the character of that guy, he will not easily forgive Zhu Zhigao, and the best way to punish him is to inform Zhu Zhijuan of the truth about his death, and by the way, sell the service of a steamed bun shop - find a master to rob Wu Jun.

Xiao Baoer's guess is basically in line with the facts, and her understanding of Yao Xitong is obviously deeper than Yao Xitong's understanding of her.

After hesitating for a while, seeing that Xuan Jin was about to get angry, she said, "Do you know Zhu Zhigao, the son of the Zhu family?"

"Acquaintance, didn't you go out on a trip a while ago?"

"I guess he's back, and that's why Wu Jun disappeared. ”

Xuan Jin rolled his eyes and asked, "How do you know this?" Don't say that the second brother told you. ”

Xuan Ze definitely didn't know about Wu Jun's disappearance, let alone what role Zhu Zhigao would play in it, and what excuse should he find?

Xiao Bao'er hesitated for a moment, lowered her voice and said, "I once met Zhu Gongzi at a dinner party, and I heard that I wanted him to return to Song Land. The matter between Wu Jun and Zhu Zhijuan has happened a long time ago, and the two families have been pressing, and there has been no news for more than half a year. Zhu Gongzi disappeared as soon as he came back, don't you think it's strange?"

Xuan Jin felt that Xiao Baoer's analysis was a bit reasonable, and was more curious about what capacity she attended the dinner. I can't help but ask, "Are you a dancing girl?"

"It's not!"

"Singer?"

"Not really. ”

"You shouldn't be a flower ......"

Xiao Bao'er knew what Xuan Jin was going to say, and hurriedly interrupted: "I met Gongzi as soon as I entered the industry, and I didn't have time to learn anything. ”

"And what did you live on before?"

Xiao Bao'er was very distressed, why are there so many problems with Xuanjin! She said: "I am a cook. ”

"You cook!"

Xuan Jin pointed at Xiao Bao'er and laughed.

Xiao Bao'er laughed at herself: "Everyone thinks it's a pity, so I plan to learn to sing and dance or something!"

Xuan Jin stopped smiling and said that he was going to find out about Zhu Zhigao's news and let Xiao Baoer go to Beili by herself. Worried that something would happen to Xiao Bao'er, she not only gave her money, but also comforted her that the security in Song Land was good, and although the environment in Beili was complicated, people couldn't get any worse!

Xiao Baoer took these words with reservations. Xuan Jin must have gone to Beili to see the flowers, and he only saw dilapidated houses and clothes in his eyes, but did not see the sin and desolation hidden in these places. The more impoverished and difficult the place, the more inevitably it is to dump and humiliate.

Song Di is indeed a place where the world's wealthy gather, walking on the street only to see a forest of shops, at all can not see which is the main street, which is the alley.

The sign engraved with gold letters is just a small newly opened shop when you walk in. In the depths of the alleyway, there is a long queue of faded signs, and people say that they are a century-old shop.

The wine shops with flying eaves and corners, and the flower buildings with red bricks and green tiles, stand in the bustling street without covering.

The carriages and horses are sparkling, the flow of people is like weaving, and the penetrating shouting of the vendors is one after another. Occasionally, horses can be heard neighing, and richly dressed nobles ride through the city on horseback.

The Song Lord's Mansion is separated from Beili by half a city, and the further you go to Beili, the quieter the noise becomes, and the quieter it becomes. No wonder the monkeys didn't dare to follow, but one street, separated by two worlds.

Xiao Bao'er took a breath and continued to walk inside, and suddenly there was a building complex very close to the root of the city wall. The house is old and quaint, and there is basically no separation between the houses, let alone the courtyard.

The path that should have been paved with bluestone was not repaired, and it was already potholed like an old woman's face. In addition to the dense green creeper vines, there is still a little life, and every corner here is full of oppression.

The poor will cry and lament the misery of fate. The poor will also laugh and thank God for mercy. A few families are happy and a few are sad, and joys, angers, sorrows and joys constitute the whole of life.

Beili is not inhabited by poor people, there are many people here who are not poor, they are just the lower ninth class who have been branded as class. Once they enter the industry, even if they are famous and have money, they still don't get the respect they deserve, and this group of people lives worse than the poor.

Xiao Bao'er's arrival quickly attracted the attention of several old women, who sat together in the sun, their wrinkled faces still painted white with incense powder.

"A few ......"

Xiao Bao'er didn't know what to call a prostitute, and she got stuck in her throat in the middle of her words. If Yao Xitong came over, this guy would definitely smile and say, "A few old ladies, I want to ask you about something......

An old woman seemed accustomed to being treated like this, and she slowly stretched and curled up on a chaise longue. The movements are extremely slow, but she is so elegant, it is conceivable that when she was young, she would definitely be favored and sought after by countless sons.

She asked softly, "What does the girl want to ask, a question for a tael of silver." ”

Xiao Bao'er likes such a straightforward conversation, but what should she ask? After hesitating for a while, she asked, "Have any new residents moved in recently?"

The old woman reached out and took the silver, and coldly spat out two words, "No." ”

really turned his face when he took the money, Xiao Baoer took out another ingot of silver, and said loudly, "Whoever answers this question, I will give him silver." ”

The few old ladies basking in the sun all came to their senses, both for the silver, and preferred this feeling of competition. They have been fighting with people all their lives, oirans, top cards, benefactors, as long as they don't fight for a day, they will silently disappear from this line of work, and die in a corner......

After a few considerations, Xiao Bao'er asked, "Who do you think is stranger about the people who live here?"

There are many answers, and one of them is named among the suspects given by Menzi. The man was a groom, and he was a skilled driver, but he was a drunkard, and when he was drunk, he made trouble, and no family wanted to hire him for a long time.

Xiao Baoer listened carefully, but what she wanted was not this answer. She came to Beili on instinct, and the young disciple once mentioned that there was a servant who volunteered to live in Beili. She was very curious about this work, and the monkey once said that the encounter between Tong Lao Liu and Mei Shiren was in the yamen.

The old woman who answered the question was very serious at first, and after a few words, she began to rummage through old accounts and quarrel.

Xiao Bao'er wanted to leave in disappointment, and heard a voice say coldly, "The strangest thing must be 'no one dead', his room has never been quiet, I suspect that there is more than one person living in his ......"

The Taoist priest who spoke was dressed up, his eyes were closed, and he was holding a fortune-telling banner in his hand, and he wrote the four big characters of "asking divination and fortune-telling".

Xiao Bao'er threw the silver at him, but didn't answer it, until the silver landed and made a sound, he looked for a direction and touched the ground.

It seems that he is really blind, this kind of person has a different sense of hearing than ordinary people, and can always hear some sounds that others can't hear.

Xiao Bao'er asked, "What is 'no dead man'?"

When the Taoist priest got the silver, he opened his mouth and said, "As Falco, the mantra of his youth was 'no one dead'." I like to study corpses, and I hate cases when there are no dead people...... After a long time, the neighbors shouted that he was 'not dead'. In the past few years, the world has not been good, and there have been many dead people, and this nickname has gradually become unpopular. ”

An old woman interrupted the blind man and opened her mouth to scold, "Old blind man, get out of the way, Feng Qizuo is a good person, how can you listen to it from your mouth and have no good words?"

"I don't know if he's a good guy or not, I'm really panicked living next door to him, and I always think he can communicate with ghosts. ”

The old woman who scolded the Taoist priest said to Xiao Bao'er, "Girl, don't believe him. Feng Chengzuo has lived here for decades, and we have a headache and brain fever and ask him for help, he is not a strange person. ”

While the two were talking, one of the old women basking in the sun said to the Taoist priest, "Blind, you just got a silver ingot, and you are out of work so early today, do you want to come to my house to play?"

The Taoist priest smiled knowingly, his voice was strange and grotesque, and he groped with the fortune-telling banner and walked towards the old woman.

Xiao Baoer was inconvenient to ask, so she had to suppress her curiosity and think about coming back another day. Just as she was about to leave, the old woman who had received her silver suddenly said: "What a coincidence, Feng Chengzuo is back, this person is really unspeakable." ”

Shocked, Xiao Bao'er, like all ordinary people, habitually looked back.

At the entrance of the alley, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe was walking towards this side with a small box.

This person was dressed in a stone blue robe, with a thin body and a white face. The moment he looked at Xiao Bao'er, his deep and wise eyes were full of murderous intent.

Xiao Bao'er was born with animal-like intuition, no matter how well Falco disguised it, at that moment, she did feel the killing intent.

When a person is afraid, the pupils will unconsciously narrow. In order to avoid being seen by Feng Ke, Xiao Baoer naturally turned her head and asked the old woman, "Is Feng Qizuo still working in the yamen?"

The old woman said: "It's the same as us, as long as you choose this industry, you can't get rid of it." ”

Turning around again, Xiao Bao'er had returned to normal, she walked towards Fenco generously, and asked very unceremoniously: "Are you Phonke?

Feng Ke also returned to normal, and his deep and mellow voice was very pleasant, "I don't know who the girl is, why do you want to inquire about Feng?"

"You don't care who I am, anyway, I live in Lord Song's mansion. A few days ago, there was an assassin in the house, I found this place according to the news given by Menzi, I heard that you are working in the yamen, the coachman in the depths of the alley, could he be an assassin?"

Xiao Baoer took out the ten success of pretending to be a pig in the past, hoping to deceive Fonta's eyes.

The words of the Taoist priest have explained everything, doesn't "no dead man" sound like "Mei Shiren"?

Mei Shiren, who controls the world's largest killer organization, is the middle-aged man in front of him who has an elegant temperament and looks very gentle.

He lives in Beili, which normal people don't like, and there are often strange noises in his house, if these evidences are not enough, Xiao Baoer's only evidence is intuition.

Falco has no martial arts, but he has a strong will to kill and the ability to control the situation. The kind of power that comes from the heart, as long as it is released a little, a naturally sensitive person like Xiao Baoer immediately feels fear.

"Where the girl lives has nothing to do with Feng, the assassins in Lord Song's Mansion are already being checked, and the girl can ask someone else to inquire. ”

Falco finished speaking and left.

Xiao Baoer's pressure dropped sharply, and she was about to leave, but she thought about it a lot. Falco must know her true identity, as Princess Xiao Bao'er, is she a person who gives up lightly?

She reached out and grabbed Falco's sleeve, "Who allowed you to go, I haven't finished asking yet?"

"Girl, please respect yourself, men and women do not kiss. ”

"You were in the mansion that day, why did you enter the mansion? I think you are suspicious. ”

"Girl, don't spew blood, Feng entered the house for business. ”

"Really?"

"There are so many people in the house who can testify, the girl can go and investigate. ”

"Then may I ask you, is that coachman in the depths of the alleyway an assassin?"

Falco sighed, "Girl, didn't you ask this question?"

"But you didn't give me an answer, do you think that man could be an assassin?"

"The coachman was too drunk to stab at all, and Feng thought he was not the murderer. ”

Xiao Bao'er thought for a while, "You go, I'll go find someone else." ”

Feng Ke took a step back and asked, "There are so many visitors to Lord Song's Mansion, I don't know why the girl came to Beili to find someone?"

Xiao Bao'er pretended to think, "You didn't ask me if I really didn't think about this question, it seems that a certain sect said that he said that the north is mixed with dragons and snakes, and it is very easy to be assassins!"

There are three disciples in the Song Lord's Mansion, and Feng Ke will not be able to ask which one it is for a while. Looking at Xiao Bao'er's ignorant appearance, it is estimated that she can't ask any answer.

"I'm leaving, is there a shortcut here to go straight back to Main Street?"

Falco gestured in the opposite direction from him, "That restaurant leads straight to Main Street." ”

Xiao Bao'er walked unhurriedly, wanting to tell Feng Ke with a calm step that she didn't know anything, and it was a complete coincidence that she appeared in Beili today. She quickly found a restaurant, which had a back kitchen connected to Kitasato and a main entrance on the main street.

I don't know how many shops on the street have their back doors adjacent to Beili, no wonder Xuanze is not obvious here. Thinking so, she stepped on the scraps of food, braving the smoke and fire, and hurried to the main hall of the restaurant.

There was still some time before the meal, and there were no guests in the main hall, so I saw a few chefs getting together to play dice.

Such a normal sight made her breathe a sigh of relief, and she felt a sense of joy that had crossed the yin and yang realm.