Back in Dali Temple, Tang Jin didn't sleep, even though it was late at night.

Now that I know the exact location of the tiger talisman, the next thing to do is to start. But how to do it has become a problem.

It is definitely not possible to directly enter the Xu Mansion, I don't know how many grandmasters are hidden in the palace, and even many of them are good at assassination. Although Tang Jin is confident enough in his assassination skills, it is no longer self-confidence when it comes to this level, it is called conceit.

"The best case scenario is that there is someone who can cooperate with me inside and outside, cooperate with each other, one to create chaos inside, and the other to take the opportunity to sneak in."

Although the idea is good, Tang Jin can't think of anyone who can help him with the inside and outside. Now in the palace, Gonggong Li and Gonggong Wang are definitely not good, if these two are willing to help themselves, where do they still need to steal? Just swagger in and get it.

The queen can't do it, she made her son lose the qualification to take the heir, although this woman doesn't say anything on the surface, but women are notoriously vindictive, who knows if she will take the opportunity to betray herself? Besides, I don't know her well, so it's still a question of whether I will take care of myself when I meet people rashly.

As for Tang Hao, Tang Jin swept over directly. Not to mention that this product won't help himself at all, even if he is willing, Tang Jin is not willing. As far as the IQ of this thing is concerned, I'm afraid that I won't have to make it known all over the city before I do it.

"It seems...... He's the only one left......"

After thinking about it, a familiar face gradually appeared in Tang Jin's mind.

"If it's him...... The inside and outside should be together, and it won't arouse any suspicion at all, but it's a little difficult to ask him to help me......"

Suddenly, Tang Jin thought of something, and went straight to the file room, and the little official guarding the door saw that Tang Jin hurriedly opened the door.

Tang Jin rummaged through countless scrolls for a long time, and finally found a scroll that had been sealed for a long time. Spreading it out and looking at it a few times, Tang Jin showed a satisfied smile.

Laoyao Street, a famous flower street in the capital, but it is rare to see those so-called sons and young masters, literati and ink writers.

Different from the lively and brightly lit streets, the whole old kiln street, the day is a dead silence, and at night each house will be lit up dim lights, and the streets and alleys emit a sour smell of people sneaking by, from time to time push the door into one of them, and then the lights in the house will be a little weaker.

Laoyao Street is a flower street, but it is not a place specially planned by the imperial court like Zouma Street, but a unique place formed by the poor people in the capital. The two are probably the difference between a clubhouse and a shampoo room on Earth.

Most of the women working here are women from poor families in the capital, widowed or whose husbands are ill and unable to farm, have no income, and have no ability to do anything, so they can only rely on this most primitive way to earn some money to supplement their families.

Of course, the guests who come here can't be those romantic talents or dignitaries, people want to have an identity, they want to have silver, and they don't look for those young and beautiful girls on the street, and they are afraid that they are not idle to find these. Of course, if it's really special, that's fine.

"Today...... Or is no one coming? ”

In a house of people who looked much more imposing than others, there was a sinister and complaining voice.

"Alas......" only one woman sighed in response to him, "I'm old after all, how can I compare with those little widows who have just opened?" Even if you are added...... It's enough to choke. ”

In the room, a woman dressed in coarse cloth clothes and light makeup sat with a sad face, although she was wearing a coarse cloth clothes, but the whole person inexplicably had a sense of nobility, ignoring the temperament of this dress, she looked like a lady of a rich family.

Let's talk about the other one, who looks like a man on the outside, and although he is old, he can vaguely see the handsomeness of his youth. It's just that the beardless chin and smooth throat, the feminine style of the woman when walking doesn't look like a serious man.

Tuk tuk!

While they were worrying, the two suddenly heard a rhythmic knock on the door, and their originally sad faces instantly bloomed.

The woman hurriedly straightened her makeup, while the man twisted his ass and walked in small steps to open the door.

As soon as the people outside the house walked in, a faint aroma wafted out, which seemed so obvious in this room with a faint sour smell.

The woman asked, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes!

"This is Cuixuan Zhai's wax wood agarwood, the size of a fingernail costs hundreds of taels of silver, and those who can make this thing into a portable sachet must be a rich and noble family. It seems that today is a big deal, if you serve this master well, I'm afraid I will take it

Don't worry about it for the next year. ”

Thinking like this, the woman hurriedly greeted her, pushed away the "slow" man, opened the door at once, and responded with a smile on her face, but the next moment the whole person froze suddenly, and the smile on her face instantly turned into surprise.

"Why are you here?"

The person outside the door smiled, looking at the much older face in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the days a few years ago.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, but Concubine Shu hasn't changed much."

The woman who was called Concubine Shu didn't say anything, sneered, and looked at the person in front of her: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World came here late at night to mock me?" Or is it that His Highness can't bear the loneliness and wants to do something with me, the former aunt? Don't say it, if His Highness is willing to give money, I don't care. ”

That's right, the person at the door is Tang Jin, and this woman is naturally the original Shuguifei, the mother of the third prince Tang Gou, Wang Ying.

At the beginning, in order to destroy the Wang family, Tang Jin shook out the evidence of her fornication with outsiders, which made Tang Yu demote her out of the palace in a fit of anger and send her to such a filthy place, where she suffered humiliation.

However, Tang Yu obviously underestimated people's adaptability. Although in the short period of time at the beginning, Wang Ying was worse off than dead, and even put her head into the hanging rope several times, but she did not have the courage to kick the stool.

It's better to die than to live, that's a nasty sound, but it makes sense.

So, in order to survive, Wang Ying had to endure picking up customers, and after a long time, she got used to it, and even enjoyed it for a while.

And over the years, Wang Ying occasionally thought about what would happen if she saw Tang Jin again one day. Swear? Resentment? Or even desperately? It's all possible, but it's not possible.

Until today, she really saw Tang Jin, but she only had one feeling in her heart, calm, and even a few jokes, the so-called resentment had already been wiped out under the effect of time.

"No, dirty." Tang Jin did not shy away from expressing his dislike for Wang Ying.

Wang Ying didn't say anything, just shrugged her shoulders indifferently, turned her head and entered the house.

"His Royal Highness the Prince is here, it's not for pleasure, what do you have to do?"

Tang Jin walked in slowly, looked around, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Talk about business." ”

(To be continued)