"The wingmen go north along the Jiannan all the way to ......" As he spoke, Song Mian's fingers drew a line on the map, but after drawing the line, his brows furrowed a little tighter.

"To go north to Wanzhou, the two roads of Wanzhou are the same road, which is difficult to defend and difficult to attack. These idiots don't think they're going to live long and die. Wanzhou, Hezhou, Fuzhou, Banzhou, Yanzhou, Yanzhou, Yanzhou......"

Song Mian's finger pointed at Yanzhou's location and clicked a few times in a row. I don't know what came to mind, but my eyes lit up, and then I put away the map.

Later that day, a letterhead with the word Yanzhou written on it set off from Bingzhou and went straight to Chang'an.

Song Mian, who was satisfied, after coming out of the teahouse, hummed a little song all the way and slowly went to another teahouse.

Unlike the teahouse he frequented, this one was not a place to sell large bowls of tea. Just look at the four big characters of the Huguang Hall hanging on the lintel, and you will know that this is a big restaurant.

The three-story building has several tables and a stage on the first floor, the second and third floors are all built along the patio, the second floor has seven or eight tables along the railing, and the third floor has four rooms, one each in the south, east and west.

Although this structure is a bit wasteful, it leaves a high patio, which makes people feel refreshed, and the officials on the second and third floors are even more different, condescending, and a sense of superiority arises spontaneously.

I have to say that the shopkeeper here is a smart man.

Song Mian didn't go up to the third floor or the second floor, so he sat down on the first floor of the teahouse by the door.

It's not that he doesn't want to sit in the front, it's because the farther up the front, the more expensive the tea he orders. A person like Song Mian who is a chicken thief can have a penny left.

In his words, tea is not expensive, it can be drunk.

A pot of high crushing, when it comes to his hands, he can drink the feeling of Junshan silver needles. I don't know how a pot of high crushed tea leaves with various colors of tea foam can be compared with the Junshan silver needles that rush to the sky.

Of course, there is another advantage of sitting at the door, which is that it is convenient for others to come to him.

Before the bowl of high crushed was finished, a person walked up to Song Mian's side and muttered in a low voice: "The fish has been hooked." ”

"Success, then close the net." Song Mian said with a smile, waved his hand without a trace, and signaled that the people around him could leave.

Song Mian poured another bowl of high crush, looked at a room on the third floor, and said softly: "My Li Beijia, I hope your old man can learn to be smarter, otherwise, I can't do anything to you......"

Xu is feeling that he had said a nonsense, Song Mian couldn't help but roll his eyes, and then drank all the high pieces, leaving a few copper plates, and then drifted away.

At the same time, in an alley not far from the teahouse, several people were carrying a quilt rolled up as if it were a big meat dumpling, and the thief knocked on a small courtyard.

After entering the small courtyard, everyone walked without stopping and went straight to the corner. Ladders were erected, and spears were turned over the walls, but after a while, a large group of people got into the courtyard next door.

There are only three people in the courtyard next door, one is a beautiful girl, and two half-old are serving her food, clothing.

At this time, it was already a watch day, and one of the two half-old had already fallen asleep, and the other was dozing off by the door, just waiting for Li Bei to come over so that he could serve the two masters.

"This old lady is really heavy." and Huang Hong, who was carrying the knocked out old lady with another person, couldn't help but scold. 315 Chinese Network

After locking the two old ladies in the room, Huang Hong meowed twice like a cat in the spring, and then saw a big meat dumpling turning over from the wall.

Huang Hong and another of Huiyue's subordinates picked them up, and then tiptoed into the big meat dumplings into the beautiful girl's room.

Smelling the rich aroma of fat powder in the room, Huang Hong couldn't help but take an extra sip.

It's okay not to suck, a mouthful of rich aroma into the stomach, only to feel a little dizzy, he suddenly remembered that he had also thrown incense in the room before, and Huang Hong, who was shocked by a cold sweat, didn't dare to delay at the moment, bit his tongue fiercely, threw the big meat dumpling to the ground, pulled the quilt, pulled the same dizzy accomplice, turned his head and ran.

Out of the room, gasping for breath, Huang Hong and his accomplices recovered their spirits, hurriedly erased the traces of their visit, and kicked the old lady who had been knocked unconscious a few times before, and ran to the next door.

According to Song Mian's arrangement, there is nothing for them to do for the rest. Just wait for Li Xiaolian to come over to watch the play.

"Hmph, dare to have an affair with Li Xiaolian's little lady in the golden house, I think this Li Li will shed his skin if he is not dead this time."

It's no wonder that Huang Hong is so ruthless, there is no way, who let Li Li always bully him with his own people.

As the saying goes, it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. He Huang Hong thinks that he is not a gentleman, as a ninth-rate servant, he has the opportunity to take revenge, of course he can't miss it.

Li Li used to bully him so much, and today is Li Li's retribution.

Although Huang Hong was eager to take Li Li's life, he still left a line in the end. Anyway, Li Li is dizzy, and it is impossible to have any story with that beautiful girl......

Huang Hong was right, but he forgot one thing, that is, the whole thing was planned by Song Mian behind his back.

In line with the mentality of watching the excitement and not being afraid of big things, how could Song Mian make Li Li so comfortable. Besides, even if it was to disgust Li Xiaolian, he couldn't stop with such kindness.

Huang Hong, who was hiding next door and waiting to watch the excitement, was a little strange, why had he not moved for so long.

"Haven't those two old ladies woken up yet?" Huang Hong had just muttered a sentence when he heard a few strange movements coming out of the courtyard next door, and then he heard the snickering of two elderly ladies.

Although Huang Hong was puzzled, he also knew that this was a gong singing.

At the moment, I was more patient, just waiting for that person to come from the teahouse.

Li Xiaolian has a habit of going to the teahouse to watch a play every time he comes to the concubine, and he will not come to play until he has had enough fun.

He watched today's drama with great interest and was in a good mood, so he walked a few points faster on the way to the small courtyard.

In the old days, the two people in the corner of the main room may not care much about the inopportune knock at this time, and will only muttered in their hearts how this don't drive is so brave today.

But when the two were muttering who was going to answer the door, a male voice came from outside the door, but the two of them were scared.

"Mama Su, Mama Li, the eldest brother is here, don't hurry up and answer the door!"

This big brother is no less than a thunderbolt on a sunny day!