After Shen Gui, the "beggar who eats the dead's food", heroically took out 10,000 taels of silver tickets from his arms, the shopkeeper walked to the white-haired old man led by the north wall root and whispered a few words, and then went out first. The white-haired old man stood up with his waist bent, walked up to Shen Gui, grabbed one of his hands, and walked out of the teahouse on the east side tremblingly.

The upper door to the north, which was originally closed, is now wide open. The shopkeeper Zhou, who received 8,500 taels of silver from Shen Gui, is now also standing in front of the door waiting for the three of them. This upper house is elegantly decorated, and there are even dried fruit preserves on the table! Only then did Shen Gui realize that the best house had been transformed into a "VIP reception room" by the organizers of this black market.

The three of them sat down, and immediately there were three old women holding tea bowls and placing them in front of each person, and then they even brought out three cigarette pouches and filled everyone with a pot of high-quality Yunnan tobacco leaves. Shen Gui took two deep breaths, felt the feeling of dizziness in his head, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Now this Jincheng is really half heaven, and it is generally hell.

It didn't take long for the dried fruit preserves on the table to be removed and the exquisite dishes served on the table. The white-haired old man put down the teacup, picked up a small wine cup, and after touching the cup with Shen Gui and the stove hook, he raised his head and drank it all. After surviving the strength of the wine, he spoke:

"The person that Young Master Shen asked just now, we do have some news about her, but we still can't tell the truth from the fake. And in order to find out these news, the old man folded four groups of brothers before and after, a total of more than 60 lives, and this will be the high price, I hope Young Master Shen, you can forgive me. ”

Shen Gui also drank the wine in the cup, nodded and said:

"When this money is spent, it is equivalent to being handed over to friends on the rivers and lakes. It's just a left-handed change for a right-handed one, so what's the pity? Old man, you don't need to be so polite, Shen also knows a little about the difficulties of being the master of the house. ”

The old man drank another drink, then looked at the gobbling furnace hook, and after seeing Shen Gui nodded, he began to get to the point:

"The second lady of the prefect is indeed a little strange, and those obvious things will not be repeated. Just talking about her light skills, she is no longer a mediocre hand; And the perception of stalking and setting is far beyond that of some Jianghu people who specialize in eating black rice. According to the summary of multiple sources, we finally came to a temporary inference: this Liniang should come from a Nankang organization-Di Ting. ”

The word Di Ting, originally from the Buddhist classics of Nanlin Zen Buddhism, is a divine beast under the throne of the King of the Bodhisattva, can listen to the sound of the object, especially good at peeking into the human heart. According to the Buddhist scriptures, this truth listens to the divine beasts, gathers the posture of hundreds of beasts in their own bodies, the tiger head and horn, the dog ears and dragon body, and the lion's tail and feet, which is a symbol of peace and stability, auspiciousness and good luck.

"Since this organization of Nankang is named after the divine beast "Di Ting", I think it is the same as your old one, and you make a living by collecting and selling information from all sides? ”

Shen Gui took a peanut and put it in his mouth, and while asking, he chewed a full mouthful of crispy.

"No, the old man is just collecting and selling information and reselling materials, and other black jobs have their own other families to deal with, and my brothers don't ask. As long as the Lord employs enough money, they can take any job, and they can do any work. And they don't deal with any people in the rivers and lakes, they are in their own vein, they are a group of mad dogs who only recognize silver and don't recognize people! ”

The white-haired old man gritted his teeth when he mentioned Di Ting, although he himself did this black work that could not be put on the table, but he still looked down on this group of "rising stars" who only knew silver, and when he mentioned the word "Di Ting", there was an anger on his face that he couldn't suppress.

"If Li Niang is really a spy sent to the Youbei Third Road by the Truth Listening Organization, then why did she marry Gu Hui, the prefect of the border city? If Di Ting is really so hand-eyed, it is not difficult to arrange a spy in Fengjing City secretly, right? ”

When the old man heard Shen Gui's question, he opened his old palm:

"The answer to your question is not complicated: either there are already spies in Fengjing who have been dormant in the city; Either Li Niang is employed by Beiyan and lurks in Jincheng as a person who responds to the details. ”

"If this Liniang was hired by the Northern Yan Dynasty, then Yan Chongwu's garrison outside the city could be regarded as a reason to be stationed outside the city. But before the war started, Li Niang had disappeared without a trace, something must have changed...... What's more, the eight thousand taels of city defense silver is not a small amount, no matter how high her skills are, she has to leave some traces if she wants to transport them all! ”

When Shen Gui said this, the white-haired old man sent a glance to the shopkeeper Zhou who was guarding outside the door, and within half a pillar of incense, the shopkeeper Zhou walked back and shook his head at him.

"Eight thousand taels of cash is not a small amount, and in the past half a month, no one on the black market has handled such a large amount of cash bills. And the brothers we sent to follow Li Niang are now all dead, and none of the corpses have been recovered. To be honest, even if Young Master Shen doesn't ask, we plan to hang up this matter and stop digging into it. After all, we are all seeking wealth, and this hole that is obviously losing money cannot be filled with our lives. ”

Shen Gui touched his chin, and after eating a few bites of food silently, he asked again:

"Where did that Liniang go every time she climbed over the wall at night?"

"Our people have followed as far as three hundred miles away from the official road in the north of Jincheng, and then the trace is gone, and the mark of the unique door has not been left behind, thinking that it has been found and extinguished. So we can't be sure of her final destination either. However, inferring from the distance alone, this beautiful lady is also a good hand when she runs long distances. ”

Shen Gui shook his head, stood up and saluted with his fists, and then turned around to leave:

"Wait! Young Master Shen, you spent more than 8,000 taels of silver, which can be regarded as a solution to the urgent need of old age. In that case, the old decay has an additional nonsense for you to refer to. Well...... According to our brother's inference, the destination of this beautiful lady should be Fengjing; And the person who connects with her should be a royal clan member with the most noble status. ”

When Shen Gui heard the news, his mind was suddenly in turmoil. Countless possibilities are constantly intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, the entire logical chain is immediately broken, and it is impossible to sort out a clear clue in a short period of time.

"Young Master Shen, don't think too much, this news is purely incidental. Because this is also the result of the old rotten scoundrel, inferred from all kinds of incomplete information, there is no solid hard evidence, so you can forget if you have heard it. I just told the second child that next time you come back, you don't have to dress up like this...... This smell is too rushing, I really can't stand it, the old nose has been blocked for three years, and I sat with you for a while and got through it myself! ”

Shen Gui didn't take the old man's ridicule to heart at all, but just walked out of An Hedang's door with his head down. The stove hook beside him, who was full of food and drink, and his face was full of oil, while clasping the shredded meat between his teeth with his hand, asked Shen Gui:

"Young helper, where are we going now?"

"Hmm...... Do you think there is a "black bathhouse" in Jincheng that is still in business? ”

……

After sobering up, Yan Qinghong had moved into the Shen Mansion to continue to recuperate, he had survived the severe pain of the wound at this time, and now in addition to the tight skin, there was also an endless feeling of itching and unbearable. His hands were tied to his head, and he looked like a boar waiting to be castrated, writhing around incessantly. Despite this, he was extremely conscious, which made him feel the pain more clearly

"Demi-Immortal, just help me, I beg you! The revenge of killing my mother is not shared, as long as you help me with this, I will repay you as a cow and a horse in the future! I don't deserve the second prince of bullshit, I will always be by your side in the future, waiting for you to be a hundred years later......"

"Stop, stop! Half-immortal, I am a heavenly spirit vein, as long as I don't die, it is not a problem to live for more than 200 years, your sentence "after a hundred years" can be regarded as a curse for my untimely death, okay? ”

Liu Banxian was eating the braised beef made by Song Xingzhou himself, and drinking wine one by one, which looked extremely pleasant.

"But that's what you have in this world! Now he is only a prince, and if he is enthroned in the future, it doesn't matter if I don't protect myself at that time, but I pity my mother's blood and hatred, and I am afraid that there will be nowhere to avenge my grievances. ”

When Yan Qinghong said this, his eyes were really cracked, tears were pouring down, and the whole person was tightly bound and couldn't move a bit, but he still twitched desperately. The skin that had just healed and was still a little dry opened one after another under his force, oozing pus mixed with blood, and it looked so seeping.

When Liu Banxian saw his virtue, he first shouted out the window:

"Second Sun, come and turn over this grilled fish! Otherwise, it will stick to the bed again after a while! ”

After shouting Sun Baizhi, he asked Yan Qinghong in a curious tone:

"Why can't you take revenge when you become an emperor? You ask Yan Fujiu, then ask your emperor Lao Tzu, and then ask Lu Xiangyin's old gelding dog, when they heard the old man's name, did they panic? Not to mention that Yan Tian became the emperor, even if he became the king of Hades, he annoyed the half-immortal me, and killing him was the kung fu of drinking a pot of flower wine. ”

Yes, after Yan Qinghong sobered up, he counted the death of Concubine Lan on the head of his eldest brother, the crown prince Yan Tian. There was no reason, no evidence, not even inference, and he was so sure that he identified his enemy.

Of course, while resenting his eldest brother, he also hated his biological father, Emperor Xuande Yan Hunt, in his heart. If he only thought that he had no father before, then now Yan Hunt, the role of the father, has become an accomplice to the murder of his mother in his heart!