Bai Muzhi thought to himself, how can I answer?

Can you say yes? Can you say no?

I said okay, it is equivalent to admitting that I was sent by the Tang King, and if you go back and report it to Qi Shanxing, and more than 10,000 people will surround and suppress me, will I still live?

I said no, you are here to confess to the Tang Dynasty with an impassioned pain, if the King of Qin really enters the city, you say to Li Shimin, the most meritocracy in history: Bai Muye is a bastard, I surrendered to him, he didn't accept it, and he also injured and killed my subordinates, he was loyal and traitorous and couldn't tell that he was a mallet! Can the twenty-acre mansion in Chang'an still come into my hands?

Your uncle! Ugly refusal?

Bai Muye blinked, trying to show the most amiable smile in his life.

"Xie Tingshi is brave and loyal, I really admire! Admire! ”

Then he looked embarrassed again.

"But as for me, I really don't have anything to ask for Xie Thornshi's help. Oh yes, Xie Tingshi can lend me the house to live in, which is already a great help! ”

Don't let him get involved in business, it's nothing to "borrow" a house, right?

Not only can he not reveal his plan of action for aligning good deeds, but he can also appease this Xie Tingshi who wants to get closer to him, and he will not be short of money, killing three birds with one stone!

Well, so be it!

You know who I am, and I also know your greed for ink, holding each other's handle that is not a big deal, and each seeking peace of mind!

Bai Muye walked down the street, touching the bulging money bag in his arms, and he could almost foresee Zhou Ze's grinning and smirking.

This trip is really profitable!

Not only did he know Qi Shanxing's tricks, but he also got six mansions that Xie Hong thought was hot and threw them to himself in vain!

He is now going back to the guest house to ask Zhou Ze to pack up and prepare to move tomorrow, so he will move to the mansion he saw at noon!

Think of that dirty, shabby, bad-minded inn - what the hell!

The sky gradually darkened, Bai Muye didn't eat at noon, and as the thought flashed, his stomach made a soft "grunt" sound.

Just around the corner of the alley in front of him was the market, he rubbed his stomach and plunged into it.

A stall was steaming hot, Bai Muye watched it from a distance, and his appetite suddenly increased, feeling that what was sold there must be something delicious!

"This guest, two steamed cakes?"

When the stall owner saw the guests, he hurriedly came to the stall and filled the paper bag with steaming steamed cakes with a smile. When I looked up again, I found that the guest had slipped five steps away, and walked simply!

"Guest! Hey—my steamed cake just came out of the pan! ”

Bai Muye didn't look back.

What the heck! Do you Tang Dynasty people only know how to eat hard-shell steamed buns?

Steamed cakes and steamed cakes everywhere! And there is no quality of life!

"Guest! Do you want to try the fragrant sesame Hu cake? ”

Bai Muye's ears immediately stood tall.

Sesame Hu Cake?

It's the same cake, this one sounds like a lot of appetite!

He stopped and retreated back to the stall selling sesame cakes, and suddenly he was so happy that he fainted!

Oily flatbreads were placed on a large tray, and they were sprinkled with dense sesame seeds, which smelled fragrant and made Bai Muye's saliva almost flow out!

Although it may not be very delicious, it is much better than any steamed cake!

"Guest, I learned this cake from a Hu master in a cake shop in Chang'an, it is absolutely authentic!"

Because the Hu cake is too full of materials, the price is naturally not low, and the stall owner didn't sell a few for half a day.

Bai Muye looked at the cake that was bigger than a person's face - the last time I saw such a big cake was in Xinjiang, and it was called baked naan!

"From Chang'an? Come two, no, come four! ”

He wanted to get up suddenly, and there was the Cong Feng family!

"Okay!" The stall owner happily filled four hu cakes for him, "Slow down!" Eat well and come back! ”

Bai Muye held four flatbreads, and couldn't help but take out one and bite it after walking a few steps.

Kindness! Fragrant!

He almost wanted to go back and buy a few more.

The sky was getting dark, and Bai Muye began to walk back after looking for someone to inquire about the location of the guest house.

When passing through an alley, my heart suddenly tightened, and the slender back in front of me seemed to be somewhat familiar.

The slender waist is slightly stepped, the plain skirt is gently swayed, and the cloud bun on his head is neatly groomed - it is a back that he will never forget.

Wei Jinmi?

For some reason, Bai Muye felt that his heart was beating a little fast, he threw the hu cake back into the paper bag, then rubbed the oil on his hand on his lower waist, and followed quickly.

Sure enough, it's Wei Jinmi!

Wei Jinmi looked preoccupied, and walked slowly forward with his head down. Her plump face was flawless, reflecting a delicate luster against the fiery red clouds.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps behind her, she didn't pay much attention at first, but as she walked, she gradually bit her lower lip.

The footsteps always followed her, she was fast, it was fast, she was slow, it was slow.

Wei Jinmi was a little panicked, and quietly retracted her hand into her sleeve, which hid the short blade she used for self-defense.

Bai Muye didn't know why he wanted to follow her, maybe he always had a faint guilt for her in his heart!

He could see the panic in Wei Jinmi's footsteps, and she must have sensed that someone was following. Do you want to stop her? What did you say after you stopped her?

Just apologize! Yes, apologize and go!

"Wei ......"

As soon as Bai Muye's words began, he saw Wei Jinmi suddenly turn his head, shake his head like a fried lion, and a cold dagger in his hand pointed at Bai Muye's throat.

Seeing the person behind him, Wei Jinmi's anger immediately turned into surprise.

"Is that you?"

Then, Wei Jinmi's face of surprise turned into anger again, and it was a rage! She gritted her teeth and looked at Bai Muye, as if she wanted to bite off a piece of his meat!

"Hey-" Bai Muye tugged at the corners of his mouth stiffly, raised a hand in embarrassment and waved at her twice: "Hello Jin Mi-"

Hey! Good your sister!

Bai Muye, are you SB!

His strange smile made Wei Jinmi even more angry, and the angry flames from her eyes almost set Bai Muye on fire, burning him so hot that he almost smoked.

"Shut up! Lecher! Don't call me that! ”

Wei Jinmi's chest kept rising and falling, but the short blade in his hand was pressing towards the tip of Bai Muye's nose.

"Why are you following me? Are you going to humiliate me again! Wei Jinmi's bladed hand trembled almost invisibly.

"Hey...... I just want to apologize to you-" Bai Muye didn't know how to apologize, he smiled weakly: "Otherwise, I'll treat you to a cake!" ”

Wei Jinmi was stunned to look at the Hu cake handed to him, the layer of sesame seeds on top exuded an attractive aroma, and the key was that a piece of the cake was bitten off.

"You, you disciple really want to humiliate me!" Wei Jinmi shouted, her voice choked, and even her eyes turned red.