Tianxianglou has been firmly grasped by the three princes since its establishment, and has become an important place for him to arrange the dark line.

This is not the case with the Red Plum Pavilion, where the people are only connected to the rest of the world by a vein called Qiancai, who sells information in the name of selling gold and silver jewelry.

They sold a lot of information to Tian Xianglou, but they never caught Tian Xianglou's handle.

Hongmei Pavilion knows Tianxiang Building, and Tianxiang Building knows Hongmei Pavilion better.

On this day, seeing a man with a raw face coming, the girl at the head frowned at first.

But what the man was holding in his hand was indeed a token of Tianxianglou, and the girl hesitated for a moment, but still handed a longevity lock to the man.

Zhong Ying held the longevity lock in her hand, only feeling that she was holding something particularly heavy. He walked all the way to be amazed, and finally walked to the agreed place as promised after two rounds of the street.

"Looks like I'm not wrong. The girl sitting next to her browled her eyebrows and waved her hand at Zhong Ying.

Sitting beside Ye Qinzhu was a man dressed in green.

Although she was dressed in a green shirt, Zhong Ying dared to swear that even the best Xiao Dan in the troupe could not wear green clothes so well.

Zhong Ying heard a cold snort, and strode out of a middle-aged man behind him, holding a bright steel knife in his hand.

"If he had a different mind, he wouldn't be here. "The woman at the interface is beautiful, like a goddess descending to earth, and like a witch entering the world.

Zhong Ying vaguely remembered that she was the Tianxiang known to everyone in the capital - Tinglan.

Wu Yong took the longevity lock from Zhong Ying's hand, flicked his two fingers, and the lock surface made a crisp "pop" sound, cracked from the middle, and fell out of a piece of paper that was folded into the size of a fingernail.

Wu Yong spread out the paper, gathered a touch of spiritual power and painted it on the blank white paper, and then raised his arm to peel off the entire picture that was gradually revealed from the paper and project it on the spiritual power.

What emerges from the spiritual power is a map.

The four corners of the capital are dotted with dense red dots, and there are many blue dots in the center.

Red, a soldier of unknown origin.

The blue ones are the officers and soldiers who have recently interacted with the non-commissioned officers.

The red dots are gathered in eight directions and can be connected at any time, but if they are surrounded by red dots on all sides, the entire capital is in his pocket.

Underneath the map, there are several lines of dense small print indicating the number of soldiers.

Red - fifteen thousand three hundred eighty-two.

Blue - eight thousand one hundred and sixty-eight.

"When, there are bandits in the capital that need to be eradicated. Wu Yong's eyes were sharp, and he just caught a glimpse of Yang Qingjue's guess that there would be an ambush at that time, and it was as Yang Qingjue expected.

"Since it is a banditry, it needs to be pacified. It was Yang Qingjue who said this, and the man half-raised his eyes, simulating the positioning of a soldier.

"On all sides of the capital, only in the west there are a large number of displaced people, and there are fluctuations. It is really normal for the homeless to find an abnormality and report it, and it has nothing to do with the people in the court. The father was extremely suspicious, and as long as he was suspicious, the eldest brother had to endure the pain of parting his love. ”

They put Zhong Ying and stood there, listening to their discussion clearly.

It's a trust, but also a gamble, betting on whether the talent they need will be loyal to them.

"How many people, what do you need Zhong Ying to do?" Zhong Ying took a step forward and pushed the gamble to a certain end.

"Zhong Ying, a commoner, found that there were people in the west of the capital who wanted to rebel, and urgently told the rest of the people. Tinglan's fingertips skimmed over her fiery red lips and pointed at him.

The capital is well known, and there are really many kinds of styles. It's just that after this body of fat powder is removed, what kind of picturesque scenery is it?

When Zhong Ying smiled sincerely, listened to Ting Lan's instructions word by word, and exited the room, the expression on Ting Lan's face was slightly restrained.

"Wu Yong, follow him. ”

Zhong Ying has no spiritual power and can't find Wu Yong, which is beyond doubt.

Ting Lan gave Zhong Ying three trials, this was the second time, whenever he tried to reveal their news at any time, Wu Yong would quickly attack and kill him quickly.

"It's a pity that bamboo is now well-known to everyone, and it's really hard to find someone who can't be found when thrown into the crowd. She teased quietly, a fox-like smile on her face.

This is the reason why Ye Qinzhu found Zhong Ying, originally she just felt that she needed such a person to help her find out the news, but by mistake, she was stunned to find that not only she needed it, but Tinglan and them also needed it.

Although the girls of Tian Xianglou have always been good candidates, the girls appear too often with the news, and it is inevitable that they will be noticed.

It's not terrible to be noticed, but it's terrible to be noticed by Yang Qinghan.

During the day, it was a peaceful time, but when he received the information from Hongmei Pavilion and heard the results brought by Zhong Ying, Ye Qinzhu's thoughts couldn't help but drift to the evening.

When the light of the day was extinguished, the lights of thousands of homes were lit, and the housekeeper of the Prince's Mansion waited in front of the gate of the Prince's Mansion.

A step fell, and a man with a normal face stepped down from the step.

The guards behind him were waved back, and the man stepped into the prince's mansion alone.

"The third prince has arrived. ”

Someone screamed.

The servant pushed open the door, and the intoxicating fragrance poured out of the room, luring him into the room.

In the warm room, sheng sings and dances, and there are two tables in the middle of the hall, and the delicacies of the mountains and seas are endless.

"Brother Huang, you can wait for your brother. "Yang Qinghan is a few years older than Yang Qingtan, and he has already passed the stand, but he still has half a point of style.

"The royal brother is so enthusiastic, the third brother is really frightened. Yang Qingtan strictly abided by etiquette and saluted the prince.

The two brothers, who are obviously the same father, even in private, seem to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers and can never get closer.

Yang Qinghan didn't talk too much, but took the lead in raising his glass and made a gesture of invitation to Yang Qingtan.

The opposite side made the same move, and drank the cold pure brew in a soft and warm field.

"Can the third brother know, and the name that Tianxiang knows?" After three rounds of drinking, Yang Qinghan suddenly spoke.

A pair of cold eyes were raised, and a focused gaze enveloped Yang Qinghan.

"It's just a Qinglou woman, who can make the imperial brother so worried, and she has some skills. Yang Qinghan lowered his eyes and replied without being salty.

"The third brother also knows that I am worried, and the imperial brother is really a little embarrassed. The corners of Yang Qinghan's eyes flashed with a hint of tenderness, and he continued in a strange tone, "I want to take her into the mansion, I don't know what the third brother thinks?"

"Brother Huang, you are the crown prince, how can you have an affair with a woman in the dust? If this matter is known by the emperor and all the courtiers, won't you be laughed off?"

Yang Qingtan's answer couldn't hear the ups and downs, as if to him, Tinglan was just a name.

"That's right. Yang Qinghan added with a smile, "If I insist on doing this, I'm afraid that within an hour, there will be rumors of evil in the streets and alleys." When the time comes, both sides will lose, and it will be very bad. ”

"Since the imperial brother also knows this, then you need to think twice before doing things, and don't push yourself into a dead end. ”

Yang Qinghan just smiled when he heard this, poured a glass of wine, and said everything to Yang Qingtan.

Will it be a lose-lose situation, or will one of them be doomed? Who knows before the outcome is out?

Outside the prince's mansion, Chasing Feng was guarding the door alone, and was suddenly attracted by a person who broke in.

He opened his mouth to drink, but a smell of ecstasy wafted to the tip of his nose.

The sound of chasing the wind got stuck in his throat and fell headlong.