At night, Su Luo held a gold bar in his hand, and the gold bar was carved with a strange script that he didn't recognize, which should be the unique script of that clan.

"Mr. Su, you've been holding this gold bar for a day."

Meng Qi stood beside Su Luo, his face full of helplessness. The three brothers have already found out the details of the Red Mansion, and they are going to visit the Red Mansion today. Su Luo's kung fu is obvious to all three, and it is obviously above them. Tie Yunsheng has already given an order, and Su Luo is in charge of this matter, so Su Luo must take the lead when he goes to the Red Mansion.

Whether it is in the green forest or in the army, all masters with excellent skills will generally be called Mr. by the old man with low ability.

I remember that when I went to listen to Zen Xiaozhu in the morning to look for Su Luo, Su Luo climbed down from the wall, holding a gold bar in his hand.

Throughout the day, whether they were planning the night's strategic plan or talking about other topics, Su Luo didn't seem interested, just holding the gold bar with the pattern and looking at it.

"A gold bar doesn't have to fascinate you so much, does it?"

As soon as Meng Qi said this, he felt that he blushed a little. One gold bar is equivalent to a hundred silver bars, and Monchi's monthly ration is only one silver bar, which means that he has to go without eating or drinking for several years to save enough gold bars.

Zhu Yang followed behind without saying a word, Song Bei had insulted Su Luo before, so he didn't say anything, Zhu Yang and Song Bei had carte blanche to entrust Meng Qi as an agent to negotiate with Su Luo.

Su Luo raised his head suddenly, and said with a sigh on his face: "If I told you that I was raised by a little Lori, how would you feel?" ”

"Lori?" Meng Qi was stunned for a moment, and Zhu Yang and Song Bei also pricked up their ears when they heard this.

Seeing that the three of Meng Qi looked blind, Su Luo didn't bother to explain to them. Some things are not good when explained clearly.

"Let's go! Got in. ”

The four of them came to the Red Mansion, and Su Luo said lightly.

Meng Qi and Zhu Yang glanced at each other, and Song Bei grabbed Su Luo and hurriedly said, "Mr. Su, are you going to just go in?" ”

Meng Qi glanced at Zhu Yang, and Zhu Yang took out a cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Su Luo with some embarrassment.

"Mr. Su, although it is inappropriate to go all the way in, it is also a quick solution." Seeing that Su Luo didn't take Zhu Yang's cloth bag, Meng Qi stepped forward to take it from Zhu Yang's hand and stuffed it into Su Luo's hand.

"Mr. Su is very strong in kung fu, and the three of us brothers have seen it. It's just that two fists are hard to beat four hands, and Mr. Su uses it for self-defense. ”

Su Luo opened the cloth bag curiously, and there were three short blades with a length of one foot lying quietly in the cloth bag, and under the moonlight, a cold light flashed on the sharp blade.

"The three handles?!"

Meng Qi nodded and smiled bitterly: "The corpse knife is a punishment knife, which was used to punish traitors in the army back then. Now there are only three of us brothers left, and it's useless to keep them, so let's leave it to Mr. Su for self-defense.

With Mr. Su's kung fu, he must not have insulted the corpse knife. ”

The corpse knife looks like a Mitsubishi military stab, the blade is cold, engraved with patterns, and there are two blood grooves on the knife body, which is a rare sharp weapon. The fact that the three of Monchi were able to give the corpse knife to Su Luo was also a decision made after a long period of consideration.

"Since you're so generous, I'll take it."

Su Luo's kung fu is dragon claws, which are all freehand kung fu, and generally do not use weapons. But the first time Su Luo saw the corpse knife, he felt it very much, and he always wanted to hold these three short knives in his hand to take a good look.

Zhu Yang glanced at Su Luo with disdain, and Song Bei's reaction to Su Luo was also very unhappy, but Meng Qi was embarrassed with a smiling face.

When you receive something from someone else and don't have a kind word, how can it make people feel happy?

"Since you are so generous, I invite you to take a good look at the Red Mansion today."

Meng Qi and the three of them were stunned, but Song Bei still couldn't hold back, and said, "Go to the Red Mansion? Didn't you say you were going to kill it? ”

Song Bei's voice was relatively loud, which attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

"Kill it, you pig brain, believe it or not to be thrown out horizontally."

Su Luo threw down this sentence and stepped into the Red Mansion without looking back.

At night, the lights in the red mansion are bright, and the warblers and swallows are snuggled in the arms of the guests, and they are full of charm.

"Oh yo, the three of these sons are really old-hearted" walked out of an old bustard, the old bustard greeted him with a smile, and was stunned after seeing the three of them. The youngest of the three Meng Qi is in their fifties, and it is really rare to come to visit the Qinglou, so it is no wonder that the old bustard is so out of shape.

"Hmph" Zhu Yang was full of malice towards the Red Mansion, and the old bustard's words poked the pain in Zhu Yang's heart again, how could Zhu Yang give the old bustard a good face.

Meng Qi and Song Bei were a little embarrassed, Rao was a little embarrassed with Song Bei's arrogant personality, and he was also a little twisted at the moment.

Su Luo picked up the shelf, coughed slightly, and said, "I'm here to find Tong Yao." ”

The old bustard was stunned for a moment, and carefully looked at Su Luo's back expression: "Son, our Tong Yao girl is a performer and not a seller."

Su Luo raised his hand to interrupt the bustard's words, and said lightly: "You go and tell her that the author of "Fenghua Peerless" is here. ”

The old bustard's eyes were as wide as copper bells, since people knew that "Fenghua Peerless" came from the Red Mansion, many people came here to listen to this unique style of music.

Always come in anticipation and return disappointed.

The old bustard sent people to rummage through the entire imperial capital, but they didn't find the author of "Fenghua Peerless". She knew in her heart that as long as she found the author of "Fenghua Peerless", it would be equivalent to grabbing another cash cow.

The old bustard looked at Su Luo carefully, and recruited the Qingqi people who had seen Su Luo in the Red Mansion that day to verify it, and after getting a positive answer, the old bustard's face turned into a chrysanthemum.

"Hey, hey~ Mom, I got up this morning, and the Angelo was chirping in the branches, and I didn't see anything good happen after waiting for a day. Feelings are childe, you are coming, please. ”

The three of them looked at Su Luo with a look of astonishment, but they knew that Su Luo had just come to the imperial capital, and he didn't have the identity of a rich son, at most he was just a strong guard. Why is the old bustard in the Red Mansion who recognizes money but not people so polite to Su Luo?

What is the elegance of the peerless generation?

Under the leadership of the old bustard, Su Luo went to the private room on the upper floor, and the private room was full of mahogany furniture.

"Son, wait a minute, Mom, I'll send someone to call Tong Yao over."

Su Luo arched his hand at the old bustard and said, "I'm tired." ”

Seeing Su Luo's well-informed appearance, the old bustard was even happier in his heart, and ordinary weak scholars were easy to bully.

"Tie Dan, don't you hurry up and serve tea to the guests."

Gui Gong, who stood outside the door and obeyed the instructions (the turtle couldn't be typed, so it was replaced by a different word. After hearing the old bustard's command, he said yes and went down to prepare tea.

The old bustard stared at Su Luo carefully, and was very satisfied from that side.

Meng Qi and Zhu Yang had different expressions, looking at the old bustard for a while, and looking at Su Luo for a while.