Ye Feng then played casually, in the past few days, he already has a general understanding of this gambling house in his heart, the amount of silver wagered on the field is not more than 1,000 taels, and the gambling will not be cheating, let it be lucky, whether the gambler can win or not is really by luck. For bets of more than 1,000 taels, there will be professional methods, or stealing gambling equipment, or changing the result in a unique way, or using a mechanism.

All in all, gamblers have wins and losses, but they are all small money that wins and big money that loses. Of course, these are all things that most gambling houses will do, and there must be nothing to find out here, the key is that there is something greasy in the inner hall.

These days, he pretended to be bold and lost more than 10,000 taels of silver in a row, so he naturally entered the eyes of the gambling house, so today he looked for an opportunity to see if he could enter the source that really led to the suicide of General Wang's beloved son.

Sure enough, as soon as he said that he was in a mediocre mood and was about to leave, the gambling house naturally refused to let go of his big fat sheep and invited him to enter the inner hall to gamble.

After losing the silver on his body, he left Liyinlou with Yue Jiancomb and Qingzijin.

After they left, Xiao Ying of Liyinlou took back the shallow smile on her face, and then walked slowly towards the inner hall.

She entered a hidden room, pushed the door open, and it was elegantly furnished, with a long-bearded man in a big fur lying lazily on a chair with his eyes closed.

"Your Excellency." Xiao Ying knelt on one knee and placed her right hand horizontally on her heart.

"What?" The man's eyes were not opened, and he asked lightly with his eyes closed.

"The fat sheep took the bait."

"Have you checked it out in detail?" He asked.

"After checking it out, the news I heard said that he was a citizen of the Song Dynasty who returned from overseas, and he knew Yue Jianbai of the Yue family in Linhai City from the beginning. After Yue Jianbai died, he entrusted Yue Jiancomb to him, but he never thought that he was in love with Yue Jiancomb, and this time he came to Kaifeng to discuss the matter of marriage with the Yue family. The silver on his body must have been sold as a scarce item he had brought from overseas. She spoke.

"Leng Ying, you have to remember that we are not in it for the silver. Yue's house is impermeable, Yuechuan Bridge is solid in Yanmen Pass, I'm worried that I can't infiltrate it, since you sent it yourself, I can't do it, right? You keep following up, and once he's caught up, look for an opportunity to ask for something useful. If you can do some Yanmen Pass articles on him this time, it will be a great achievement! He opened his eyes, a smile on his lips.

"But, my lord, after the last big dispersal incident, the Song Dynasty has become vigilant, and his subordinates feel that as long as he has his silver, the Yue family is not as easy to lay out as the Wang family......" she said hesitantly.

"The emperors and officials of the Song Dynasty were a bunch of wine bags and rice bags, even if I repeated the plan ten times, they wouldn't be able to see it! Instead, this Liyinlou is the territory of the Wang family, and the little emperor doesn't dare to put a fart. You don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of this matter myself, go down! He snorted.

After coming out of Liyinlou, Qing Zijin also left, and Ye Feng walked on the street with Yue Jian's comb.

Yue Jiancomb turned into a curious student along the way, asking him one question after another, asking him over and over again, at first he answered patiently, but later he found that Yue Jiancomb was a woman whose IQ was completely offline, so he stopped answering her words.

"Xiao Yezi, tell me quickly, why did the son of General Wang Jizu die like that? Does this have anything to do with the secret spies in Northern Mongolia, could it be that they gave him drugs to control him and let him hit the stone lion and die? Yue Jiancomb asked again in a row.

"I don't know...... Why don't we go directly to the palace and inquire? Ye Feng said with a sad face.

"No, if we inquire so blatantly, we will definitely startle the snake." Yue Jiancomb spoke.

"Hehe, you also know that you will scare the snake! Then let's just be on the street, you keep asking me, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be any Northern Mongolian spies around here, so you're not afraid of startling snakes? Ye Feng said with a smile.

She hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes widened, then she looked left and right, looked at it for a while, easily opened her hand, whispered to Ye Feng's ear, and said, "What should I do?" Who is the Northern Mongolian Spy? ”

Ye Feng saw her exaggerated appearance, smiled, and then said, "There is no here, let's go!" ”

After saying that, he continued to walk forward, and Yue Jiancomb asked, "Hey! Where are you going? ”

"Let's go eat." Ye Feng glanced at a restaurant on the side and said.

The two came to a restaurant, Ye Feng sat down, and then said, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Yue Jiancomb said with a big grin: "I want to eat oven-roasted chicken." ”

Ye Feng called the shopkeeper over, and then ordered a few more dishes, waiting for the shopkeeper to serve the dishes.

It wasn't yet noon, so there weren't many people eating, and the food was served relatively quickly, and it didn't take long for all the dishes to be served.

The dish of oven-roasted chicken was a precious dish in the Song Dynasty, and it was not an ordinary iron pot or casserole, but a special cooking utensil, called Xuanzi pot, which was only fired in the Wuzhou kiln in the Suzhou and Hangzhou regions more than 1,000 kilometers away from Kaifeng.

Moreover, the chickens selected are also very exquisite, generally large roosters with red blood crowns fed with spring rice, and only pine nut wine is used before slaughtering. The precious pine nut wine and the labor for feeding it cost a lot of money, so this dish is not eaten in ordinary places.

As soon as this dish was served, Yue Jiancomb smelled a faint aroma of pine nut wine, and she picked up the chopsticks and ate it.

At this time, several men in official uniforms, talking and laughing, walked in, and then found a random place to sit down.

"Yo, a few Imperial Historians, what are you going to eat?" The shopkeeper hurriedly stepped forward, bent his waist, and asked with a smile.

"It's still the same old rules!" One of the young men, with a somewhat green face, said casually.

The imperial history of the Song Dynasty requires a certain amount of qualifications to serve, and this person is only eighteen or nineteen years old, and he can actually serve as the imperial history.

"That's not a coincidence, Yu Yushi, there is only one roasted chicken left in our store today, and it was ordered by the guests at that table over there, so ......" The shopkeeper pointed to Ye Feng and their table from a distance. Said to them.

"What? It's just noon today, and there are few people eating in your store, so how can there be only one left? And let someone else take it away? Don't you know that we have to order this every time we come back? Another middle-aged man with a sallow face spoke loudly to express his dissatisfaction.

"Yao Yushi, forgive me, the supply of this store is sent from Hongding Village outside Kaifeng City, and it is the fresh ingredients supplied that day, but you know that there were displaced people outside Kaifeng City yesterday, and all the ingredients were robbed." Shopkeeper said.

At this time, the young imperial historian suddenly stood up and walked directly towards Ye Feng's side.

Ye Feng frowned, he naturally heard the conversation between these imperial historians and the shopkeeper, and said in his heart, "This imperial history won't come to grab this dish, right?" ”

"Sword comb? Haha, are you Yue Jian Comb? The young Yushi said with a smile on his face and great joy.

Yue Jiancomb had been eating with her head buried in her head, and when she heard someone calling her, she raised her head and looked at this young imperial history carefully, was stunned for a while, and asked, "Who are you?" ”