On the street, all the Xichang Tiqi "Hula" knelt down.

The fourth princess, South China Ji Yan, accepted the golden waist card with her hands, crossed her waist with both hands, tilted her head and looked proudly:

"Minglan, it's good if you know the master. The Lord asks you, what is the intention of this Doti to surround a Praetorian guard in broad daylight?! ”

Minglan's face stiffened, barely restrained the feminine aura on his face, and replied with a wave of his hands:

"The princess didn't know that this person had committed a crime in Xichang, and Weichen had not arrested this criminal for a year, and she didn't want him to be mixed into the forbidden army of the palace. If the minister does not bring this person to justice and let him continue to exist in the forbidden army, he is afraid that he will threaten the safety of the imperial court. ”

Lu Qiange stood aside, squinting at Minglan and making a big speech, his face was blue and red.

In order to complete the task entrusted by his mother, he had to infiltrate the Dayi Palace. The reason why he chose to be an errand in the fifth team of the Tiger Battalion was only because the scope of activities of the establishment was limited, and he was only responsible for the inspection of the Jingting Pavilion and the miscellaneous garden west of the palace, and he had no contact with the harem, so there were very few opportunities to meet with Minglan, the commander of the West Factory.

But now, his hiding place was still discovered by this cunning eunuch.

On the opposite side, the fourth princess South China Ji Yan's eyes flashed, and she looked at Minglan again after looking at Lu Qiange, who looked resentful:

"The Lord asks you, what crime did he commit in your western factory?"

"This ......"

That filthy and shameful past is unbearable for Minglan to look back on, and he must not tell this arrogant fourth princess.

"He kidnapped the tribute girl first, and then infiltrated the West Factory to commit murder, and the minister's left hand was injured by him!"

Minglan looked resentful and opened his mouth.

"You're talking nonsense—"

Lu Qiange couldn't bear it anymore, and his roar burst out of his throat, his purple eyes were scarlet and spewing fire, and he was angry to the limit:

"Do not impose upon me your own wickedness of taking good women. I admit that I was the one who cut off your two fingers, but I didn't take any tribute girls! ”

"Alright, don't make a noise—"

South China Ji Yan was completely confused, and with a wave of her arm irritably, she broke the dispute between the two.

In any case, the reputation of the governor of Xichang is not very good in the palace and outside the palace, and Ji Yan of South China has also heard about the attack on Minglan in a carriage more than a year ago.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred in my mind-

"Oh...... The Lord understands! ”

South China Ji Yan looked enlightened, pointed at Minglan, nodded heavily and took two steps closer to him:

"Father-in-law Ming, Father-in-law Ming, when you went back to the palace for the autumn festival, it was you who sent your servants to kidnap Tu Duxue...... Say, isn't it! ”

Minglan's eyebrows were horrified, and a layer of fine beads of sweat floated on his face, smeared with pink and bewitching makeup:

"Fourth princess, you, don't wronged a good person!"

Lu Qiange woke up like a dream, and laughed coldly on the side:

"Father-in-law Ming, it seems that your old problem has been committed again!"

Minglan stood up angrily, his eyebrows and eyes twisted arrogantly:

"What nonsense are you talking about-"

"That's it!"

South China Ji Yan listened impatiently, and raised her hand to signal Minglan to shut up:

"Father-in-law Ming, this master doesn't care what you and Lu Ji had before, but from now on, Lu Ji is the forbidden army guard in the outer garden of Kunning Palace, and you have to ask the master first if you arrest someone!"

"Princess ......"

Minglan's face was red, the temples on both sides were bruised, and his expression was unwilling and helpless.

Angrily, he turned his peach blossom eyes and glanced at Lu Qiange, and Minglan shook his sleeves with a heavy face:

"Okay, you're in luck!"

After the crowd and the ten red-clothed thugs withdrew, South China Ji Yan waved his ink-dried little dirty hand and patted Lu Qiange's shoulder, a little carried away.

"Hey, surnamed Lu, shouldn't you thank Princess Ben?"

Lu Qiange rolled his eyes, exhaled heavily, and reluctantly clasped his fists to salute, and the vague sentence in his mouth was extremely perfunctory:

"Thank you, princess."

"Hey!"

South China Ji Yan smiled with her eyebrows flying, straightened her chest and waved her hands:

"The master and Minglan made it clear, from now on, you are the person of my Kunning Palace. Hurry up and go back and say hello to the captain of your fifth team, and report to the owner tomorrow! ”

Lu Qiange raised his eyebrows coldly and shouted indiscriminately:

"Why, why are you calling the shots for me?"

"Hey! Just because the master has just saved you from Minglan! ”

South China Ji Yan smiled and shook her head:

"If you don't comply, the owner will call Minglan back and ask him to take you to the West Factory to bring you to justice!"

Lu Qiange squirmed his lips slightly, as if he was talking to himself, his purple eyes as clear as glass were extremely disdainful, he looked at South China Ji Yan from one glance at the next, and walked forward helplessly.

Seeing this, Ji Yan of South China took her two followers to chase after her all the way, chattering endlessly:

"Hey! The master tells you, you won't suffer if you follow the master! If you commit a crime, the Lord will cover you in the future! Hey, did you hear that, the surname Lu-"

……

A day ago, Leng Qingtang led Dongchang three times and twenty guards out of Beijing in disguise, and after a day and a night of chariots and horses, he arrived in Peng County, a neighboring province, at noon the next day.

Two years ago, Dongchang inspected the Jiang'an Bai disaster, and after discovering the secret account book in the mansion of Feng Taishou in Qiling County, Leng Qingtang carried out an inspection of the transactions and personnel involved.

At dusk, Leng Qingtang led the third block leader Zao Wou-Ki and his five guards to the destination:

Kim Sheng pawn shop.

This place is built in a very inconspicuous neighborhood in Pengjun, and sits west facing east, which is clearly the back of the horizontal row of shops on the official road, and it is very strange to have a shady side.

If it weren't for the secret guard who was in charge of the matter to leave a detailed address, this palm-sized store would really not be easy to find.

Leng Qingtang's disguise is a narrow-sleeved brocade robe with dark silk water moire pattern, covered with wide sleeves of the same color.

The waist is inlaid with jade, the three thousand ink hair is high, and a white jade bamboo hairpin runs through the middle of the round bun, just like the handsome and elegant appearance of a rich child.

Coming to the front of the gate of Jinsheng Pawnshop, Leng Qingtang's eyes lifted lightly, and saw that this building was just a two-story building, with white walls and ink tiles, and two black lacquer carved doors on the opposite side, and there was nothing conspicuous.

The lip line was lightly pursed, and like a plaque on the lintel, Leng Qingtang walked into the main hall of the store.

The space on the first floor is quite spacious, the counter is high upright, and there is an accounting case on the north side.

The curtain fell on the south side, and I didn't know where it was.

Leng Qingtang gestured sideways, Zhao Wouji took the order, walked to the cabinet with a brocade box wrapped in plain cloth in his hand, raised his arm to the guy behind the fence, and said expressionlessly:

"In a hurry, there is no redemption."

The man frowned, opened the package boredly, and looked at the satin box with a finch blue needle-pierced pomegranate flower inside.

At the moment when he lifted the lid, a ball of blue light rushed out, and the hazy light faintly folded out a cold air, which made the guy's eyes widen suddenly.

In a trance, the man hurriedly dropped the lid of the brocade box, leaned over and bowed his head, and looked at the faces of the people standing under the cabinet several times in surprise.

Then the guy jumped up from the high chair and finally put on a flattering smile at Zao Wou-Ki:

"Dare to ask where the guest officers are from?"

"The capital." Zao Wou-Ki replied with his mouth open.

The man's face was slightly condensed, and then he laughed again:

"A few guest officers sit for a while, your things are too valuable, and the small ones need to be seen by the shopkeeper before they can be priced. Wu'er, quickly, please ask a few guest officials to move to the private room and prepare a pot of tea. ”

Hearing that he was going to invite the shopkeeper, Zao Wou-Ki turned his head and looked at Leng Qingtang.

This guy's proposal really hits the nail on the head!

Soon, a small group of people came in small steps, nodding and humbling to the few people in Dongchang.

Seeing that Leng Qingtang had a good appearance, he was sure that he must be the leader of this group, so he accompanied them with playful words and led them to the small room with the curtain on the south side, and the refreshments were served and the descendants withdrew.

Leng Qingtang didn't move half a minute about the food and drink on the table, and asked Zao Wou-Ki in a low voice:

"The arrangement went down over there?"

Zhao Wuji smiled slightly: "Don't worry." ”

The footsteps got closer and closer, and then an old man with a dark brown Fushou pattern and a gray beard walked in, with a smile on his white fat face and full of energy.

"Oh, I heard that it is a rare guest from the capital, and the old man has lost his welcome, forgive his sins, forgive his sins."

The shopkeeper's surname is Qi, and his family background has been checked by Dongchang.

Leng Qingtang stood up, his body was beautiful, and he replied with a light smile:

"The shopkeeper is too modest, and he is polite."

After looking at Leng Qingtang, the shopkeeper Qi's dim eyes were as dark as haze, and the pupils were dark, as if there was a trace of fierce light passing through his eyes.

"May I ask your surname?"

Sitting down with each other, the shopkeeper Qi grinned, and his expression was quite smiling.

Leng Qingtang talks and laughs shallowly:

"Under the surname order, I rushed back to my hometown in Chengjiang from the capital, and I didn't want to be in a hurry on the road, so I had to pawn the jade pearl given by this friend for a coil."

The shopkeeper looked down at the brocade box and smiled:

"Don't hide it from the guest officer, our store is a small business, and I really can't afford to collect such a valuable thing. If you are introduced to another shop by the old man, you can go there and set a good price. ”

Leng Qingtang smiled lightly, and his cold black eyes locked on the shopkeeper's smiling face:

"Ling walked the world, and heard for the first time that there were pawnshops that couldn't collect pawn things. If the shopkeeper's shop is really a small business, how can he dig a hundred feet to build a secret passage? ”

The shopkeeper Qi's body was shocked, his facial features had already been distorted, and he exclaimed:

"Who are you—who are you?"

The little maid Wu'er just now suddenly ran in with the curtain, and his fingers looked frightened:

"It's not good for the shopkeeper, a group of people came out and tied up our young master——"

The shopkeeper Qi's expression changed drastically, his meat hand slammed the table, and he got up and shouted at Leng Qingtang:

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Outside, a dozen strong men in sword sleeves and sheepskin wide seals and waists poured into the small room with bright and swaying guys, filling the elegant and narrow space.

Zao Wou-Ki turned the solid steel ball in his hand, slowly stood up, and looked at the shopkeeper Qi with cold eyes. The five disguised fans are also eager to try.

The shopkeeper of Qi had a little calmness in his heart, and shouted in the face of Leng Qingtang:

"Let my son go quickly, the old man can wait for the whole beard to leave!"

Leng Qingtang was calm, and with a slight roll of his eyes, Zao Wou-Ki took out the golden waist card from his arms and buckled it on the table.

Shopkeeper Qi was dumbfounded, and his face instantly turned from red to white.

Leng Qingtang smiled, picked up the teacup and splashed it on the ground. The tea fell to the ground, and countless bubbles rolled violently while a puff of white smoke rose into the air.

Leng Qingtang's eyes narrowed, and his gaze was as cold as a blade:

"Now, can you let your people step down?"

The shopkeeper waved to a room of people in panic:

"Go down, go down, hang up the paving, and close the door today."

The thugs did as they were told.

When the doors and windows were hung up, and the inside of the pawnshop was getting dark, the guys were scrambling to light up a few lights.

A few more people rushed into the small room, it was the disguised Dongchang Secret Guard, who brought a young man with a lot of flowers to Leng Qingtang.

When the shopkeeper saw the high swollen bruises on his white face, his eyebrows and eyes trembled, showing full heartache.

The secret guard pulled down the man's gaged scarf, and the man immediately aligned with the shopkeeper and cried:

"Daddy, help me! It hurts me so much that they hit me, I don't want to die-"