Pashali was in a good mood, and he relied on the little force in his hand to repel the fierce night attack of the Chinese, and he thought that even a famous general like Wellington was nothing more than that. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After he defeated Xiang Yong, the outside of the city had been quiet for the past few days, and he felt that those Chinese had learned a lesson and should not dare to think anything about Guangzhou City.

So he was in the mood again, and he was depressed for a long time, and it was time to go outside the city to relax.

What he didn't know was that before he left the General's Mansion, a big net against him outside the city had already been launched.

The grain store next door to Yuexianglou, because the rice sent by the customer was mixed with too much sand, refused to accept, and quarreled with the customer, the customer was angry and unloaded all the rice bags, the other party was under the wall between the grain store and the Yuexianglou, an old man sat on the sack and smoked a pipe.

In the inn opposite Yuexianglou, the four big men carried out a delicate large wooden box, and the soldiers who avoided patrolling the street carried the box into Yuexianglou with brisk steps, and then quarreled with the return of Yuexianglou, because a rich merchant said that he wanted to see Moqin, and the box contained a gift for Moqin. But this morning, Pashali had already sent a post according to the rules of the Chinese, so Moqin could not pick up customers today.

There are cars and horses driving to the red temple on the other side of the moat in Yongxing Gate, and some goods are pulled on the car, saying that they want to stock up for the temple market in a few days. Outside the small east gate, a flower boat slowly rowed over from the side of Triangle City and docked quietly by the river.

Pasha Li still took four guards Shi Shiran out of the city, he was not worried about his safety, and in the south of the city, the east fort covered all the ground, enough to withstand any attack. In a small way, there are hundreds of patrols here, and there are patrolling guards on every street corner, and it is not easy to steal, and he also has four guards, who can touch him.

Everything was normal, he smoothly walked into the Yuexiang Building, without any disturbance along the way, and the Chinese who saw him either avoided him, or hurried by with their heads down, writing fear on their faces, just a group of bloodless slaves.

Later, under the warm welcome of the return to the father, Pasha Li went up to the second floor and came to the farthest house, Moqin's boudoir. He likes this woman, enthusiastic, lively, as if he can melt people into her body, what he doesn't know is that only because other girls are resistant to him, he didn't show his skills in him, Moqin is an old girl, although the real age is not old, but the Chinese like young age, so Moqin rarely meets a generous guest, so he serves him wholeheartedly, plus the skills are really skillful, so that Pasha Li is inexhaustible.

Pa Xia Li entered Moqin's house, everything looked as usual, the Yuexiang Building was still full of people, and it did not change because of the arrival of a foreigner, the rich businessman who should be happy and happy was still looking for fun, and the girl who should be busy was still busy, no matter how you look at it, it was an ordinary day.

But one is in a bad mood.

Mr. Fang Shan.

He has been lurking in this green building for a month, but Zhu Jinglun has not contacted him since the last time.

However, Mr. Fang Shan decided that Zhu Jinglun had a big plan, a big plan to deal with foreigners, he was not sure at first, the reason why he said it was just to deceive Zhu Jinglun, if the fraud was right, he could follow Zhu Jinglun to do things, and he didn't have to live a precarious life, and if he made a mistake, he would not lose anything.

But the other party accepted him, but he never let him do things, which made him even wonder for a while if the other party really had the intention to deal with foreigners, or he guessed wrong, and Zhu Jinglun never came to Yuexianglou again after that, maybe the few times he came to Yuexianglou with Pa Xiali was just a coincidence, or had some other purpose, especially when he himself stayed in Yuexianglou for a long time, and knew that many people in the yamen, businessmen, and some other people with various purposes were approaching Moqin, and Zhu Jinglun might be one of them.

It wasn't until today that Fang Shan was once again convinced that someone was going to deal with Pashali.

He saw someone carrying a big box to give Moqin a gift, and then Pasha Li came after a while, maybe it was a coincidence, but Fang Shan had an intuition, he felt that something was going to happen today, he was a fortune teller, he didn't believe in that set himself, but his intuition was very accurate, for example, last time he felt that Zhu Jinglun was a character, and he felt that Zhu Jinglun was his nobleman, and he would definitely be rich and noble if he followed Zhu Jinglun.

It turned out later that Zhu Jinglun was indeed a good master, although he ignored him, he was generous and generous, and threw out dozens of taels of silver casually.

But Fang Shan himself panicked, the master is a good master, but is his subordinate a good subordinate, or does the master look up to him? He didn't know, he was very worried, because Zhu Jinglun didn't let him do anything. Over time, this anxiety became extremely torturous, even far more than the initial panic about the future. In the past, I only thought about three meals a day to be able to feed and wear, but now I am anxiously expecting that I can do something to prove my ability.

Fang Shan kept drinking in a compartment, looking outside from time to time, the ghost had been in for a long time, the sound of the piano in the Moqin room had stopped, obviously they had entered another state, according to his observation, in another half an hour, the ghost would be finished, and then leave with his men.

Two of Ba Gui's four men were at the door of Moqin's house and two were at the top of the stairs, blocking anyone from approaching Moqin's house. If they were going to attack the Ba Ghost today, it would not be easy to do it in this case, Fang Shan thought so. But there was an indescribable throbbing in my heart, and I secretly decided that someone must be going to do something to the ghost today. And he is more and more sure that the person who does it must be Zhu Jinglun, at least Zhu Jinglun is one of them.

People like him pretend to be gods and ghosts a lot, and they will not only deceive others, but also deceive themselves.

Coupled with drinking too much, he became more and more convinced of what he thought in his heart, and at the same time, a deep sadness welled up in his heart, Zhu Jinglun was doing such a big thing, but he didn't let himself participate at all, is he really useless, is it really useless?

No, he's useful, he's helpful.

Thinking so, Fang Shan poured a few more sips of wine, and then walked towards Moqin's room with a shaking.

As soon as he reached the staircase, he was blocked by the guards, and he couldn't even get to the door.

The two British soldiers stopped him, saying something he didn't understand, and Fang Shan didn't care about going there, pushing and shoving, and even the two guards at the door were also attracted, asking loudly what was going on.

At this moment, suddenly a cry came from the room: "help! ”