"Dou Er is a person in the public family!"

Liu Qingqing's sudden words really caught Yang Ping'an off guard. He had considered the various possible identities and origins of the other party, but he had not considered that the other party would be from the government.

The ostensible identity is the big hooligan leader sitting in the Ruyi gambling house, but the real identity is a court official, and the gap between the two is huge...... It seems that it is indeed easy to convert!

Pushing Liu Qingqing away, Yang Ping'an looked solemn: "How do you know?" ”

Dou Er8 years ago, he was sent by the imperial court to come to Yanshi County in disguise, nominally because the Ruyi gambling house specially invited the town, but in fact, he was doing things for the imperial court and spying on someone.

Liu Qingqing didn't know at first, he just thought that he was reckless, and the two sides had no dealings. But because of a man, the two of them intersected, and Dou Er began to pay close attention to Liu Qingqing's movements.

That man was Liu Qingqing's guest of the scene, and he was also the person Dou Er was ordered to watch closely. Because the man had too close a relationship with Liu Qingqing for a while, he often went to the Flower Pavilion to find Liu Qingqing to accompany him, which finally caused Liu Qingqing to suffer from the pond fish.

It is precisely because Dou Er is a member of the public family and has a certain amount of power that he can force Yanshi County to acquit Yang Ping'an and the four people.

But if Yang Ping'an is grateful to Dou Er because of this, it is a big mistake. The reason why Dou Er approached to show favor was to regard Yang Ping'an as a gun in his hand to test the man's reaction. And Yang Ping'an was stupid and didn't know why, under Dou Er's ingenious arrangement, he entered Dou Er's trap step by step, and fought happily with the man.

After saying all this, Liu Qingqing asked, "Young Master Yang, don't you still believe in the slave family?" ”

"That man is not Feng Xiaobao!"

"It's not."

"That man is the real boss behind the scenes of Drunken Sky Pavilion?"

"That's right."

"Who the hell is that man?"

Liu Qingqing hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Son, don't ask more, that person's identity is not something that small people like you and me can know, let alone something that small people like you and me can provoke." Gongzi listened to the words of the slave family, and finding a way to repair the relationship with Zuixiao Pavilion is the right way, don't think that relying on Dou Er, you can sit back and relax.

Childe must know that if he provokes that person, even Dou Er will only have a dead end, otherwise why would Dou Er hide his identity and spy on him? Childe beware of becoming Dou Er's scapegoat! ”

"Then how do you know Dou Er's true identity?"

Liu Qingqing's face was solemn, she looked around, and said in a low voice: "That person told me." He had known Dou Er's identity for a long time, and he was worried that he would affect the slave family...... Childe, the slave family is just playing with him on the spot, and there is no contact with him for a long time, and now the slave family has only Childe in their hearts. ”

The night breeze swept by, gently brushing his clothes, and Yang Ping'an's heart felt a faint chill, because he found that he seemed to be involved in some conspiracy.

Calculated carefully, the Anshi Rebellion occurred in this year or two.

Although it is not Li Tang now, but Yang Tang, the appearance of Yang Guozhong and Yang Yuhuan shows that history has not completely deviated from the track.

As for the man Liu Qingqing mentioned, he didn't care. He had already thought that the people who could be sent by the imperial court to monitor them must be princes and nobles, with high and powerful positions. If that person is good enough to discuss with him, he may take the initiative to offer the method of making tofu. It's not easy to find a powerful figure as a backer, and if you want to make money, it's not easy?

But now it must be impossible, if nothing else, just say that Feng Xiaobao wants to get involved with Dong'er, and it is impossible for him to reconcile with the other party!

Liu Qingqing is a woman who is good at acting, and how many credible surnames she has in her words are debatable. As for saying that Dou Er used himself as a gunman, Yang Ping'an didn't care, didn't he just use Dou Er as a gun today?

He had already thought about it, and when the matter of the Drunken Xiao Pavilion was over, he would take Dong'er to leave Yanshi, find a place that no one knew, and live again.

Dou Er, Dou Er, don't let me down!

"Childe, Childe, what are you thinking?"

Yang Ping'an came to his senses and threw away the lantern in his hand, and the surroundings of the two suddenly became dim.

"Childe, why did you throw away the lantern...... Not! ”

The lantern was thrown away because Yang Ping'an felt that it was in the way and took up one of his hands. Now that his hands are empty, he did not hesitate to hold Liu Qingqing in his arms, covered his lips with his big mouth, and his tongue opened his teeth, constantly teasing Lilac's soft tongue.

The right hand stroked Liu Qingqing's back, through the light and smooth gauze all the way down, and the left hand played with the soft ball on Liu Qingqing's chest through the placket for a moment, and then probed through the neckline.

Just when his left hand touched the delicate skin on Liu Qingqing's chest, the latter's body became obviously stiff, and the sound of coquettish panting paused for half a moment, and then he devoted himself to the tight kiss with Yang Ping'an.

"Childe, the slave family is no longer good!" After a long time, Liu Qingqing's panting became more rapid, and her body began to tremble violently, and she suddenly broke away from Yang Ping'an's arms, and her legs were about to fall down as soon as they became weak.

Yang Ping'an hurriedly hugged her into his arms, gently hugged her and let her lean on him, kissed her earlobe, and kept grinding her ears and temples. "Qingqing, when I settle the matter of Drunken Xiao Pavilion, I will redeem myself for you and marry you into the door, okay?"

Yang Ping'an was not deceiving Liu Qingqing this time, but his true thoughts. Liu Qingqing is definitely a beauty, and he is not a gentleman. I didn't eat it because I had scruples, but now I've figured it out a lot.

However, his promise has a premise, that is, Liu Qingqing really has no other intentions for him, and he really has affection for him.

"Childe!" Leaning softly in Yang Ping'an's arms, Liu Qingqing's face was hot, "Son, don't let the slave family rejoice." ”

The moon is bright, and without the fire of the lantern, the hazy moonlight can still illuminate the bluestone road ahead, but it is only a little vague.

Holding Liu Qingqing's slender jade hand, the two bathed in silver yarn and walked slowly.

"From now on, the slave family will guard the son like jade. I wonder if Childe can tell the slave family who painted the picture of the Spring Palace sold to Zhang's mother, and how did Childe figure out the tofu? When Gongzi was seriously injured by Dou Ye's men, did anything happen, or did he meet someone? ”

"Why do you care so much about these things?"

"Because of the painting techniques of those spring palace pictures, the slave family thinks of an old man......"

Old friend? Old man again?

Yang Ping'an shook his head and said, "What I said to you before is true. As for the fact that after I was injured, I met one person, Dong'er. If she hadn't taken care of me for half a month, I'd have died long ago. ”

"Really, childe?"

"I'm ready to redeem myself, how could I lie to you?"

Good times are always short-lived, and the Ikebana has arrived.

Zhang's mother has been leading people to guard the door, just to wait for Liu Qingqing. Today, Liu Qingqing went out, she didn't even bring a maid, she didn't know where she went, and she didn't return for a long time, which made her very worried.

If the Flower Pavilion is missing Liu Qingqing, it will no longer be the Flower Pavilion, at least it will no longer be the No. 1 Flower Pavilion.

"Oh daughter, you're back!" Seeing Liu Qingqing, the old bustard hurriedly pulled her over and looked at her carefully, as if he was afraid that she would have less meat, "Young Master Yang, it's not that I'm disrespectful to you, it's really that if you invite Qingqing next time, please let me know in advance, so as not to keep my little heart and liver pulling." Okay? ”

When he left the Flower Pavilion, Yang Ping'an had another lantern in his hand.

It's just that a large dark cloud floated out of nowhere in the night sky, obscuring the bright moon, and the earth was plunged into darkness, and only the dim and unknown light of the lantern illuminated the range of three steps in front of him.

Yang Ping'an thought about the possible revenge of Zuixiao Pavilion in the future, how he should use Dou Er's power to fight against it in the future, and how credible Liu Qingqing's words were, and whether his feelings for him were true or false.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the branches of the trees on the roadside, and the signs were loud, and the lanterns swayed.

Yang Ping'an tightened his clothes and quickened his pace. After only two steps, just out of Yonghefang, another gust of wind hit, the candlelight in the lantern was silently extinguished, and Yang Ping'an suddenly fell into complete darkness.

The moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills.

For some reason, such a classic line suddenly appeared in Yang Ping'an's mind, and he subconsciously looked around, and accelerated his pace again against the strong wind.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a noise from the trees on both sides, and then many black-clothed people fell from the trees and roofs one after another, surrounding him.

The men surrounded him in the middle, only five steps away from him. The figures were so large that it was difficult to see the number of people on the other side, but the steel knife in his hand occasionally flashed a dim light.

"Are you Yang Ping'an?" A man in black asked in front of him, his voice was muffled, he should have been masked.

The hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, Yang Ping'an immediately denied it: "You recognize the wrong person!" ”

"Wrong person? Hmph, we've been waiting for you here for a long time, watching you and a woman pass by, do you think you can fool us! ”

"I know you're still asking, Brush!"

Yang Ping'an scolded, turned around sharply and touched the ground with his feet, and rushed towards the rear. Thinking of Dou Ye's haste to leave tonight, it seemed that he had something important to do, he judged that Dou Ye would not appear in time this time, so he could only rush out of the other party's encirclement, enter Yonghefang, find Ruyi Casino, and seek Dou Ye's help.

"Huh?" Yang Ping'an ran away without a fight, which surprised the man in black, but the next moment he ordered: "Kill him!" ”

"Murdered!"

"A thief has insulted a woman!"

"The thieves are going to set fire to the house!"

Yang Ping'an shouted loudly, trying to lure out the surrounding houses and scare away the killers, but for some reason, the surrounding doors were closed, no one showed their heads, and there were not even lights on.

The streets were pitch black, the wind was blowing, and the view was blocked.

Knowing that he could only rely on himself tonight, he decided to take advantage of this and break out of the other party's encirclement. But the other party's night vision ability was obviously higher than his, and without waiting for him to get close, he took the initiative to meet him and cut with a knife.

It was easy to dodge a head-on knife, and he was kicked in the back, and he was kicked and staggered, but he hit another person's arms. The other party was unexpected, and was a little flustered like Yang Ping'an, so he was about to raise his knife and cut it down. Without waiting for the other party to make a move, Yang Ping'an raised his leg to his crotch, grabbed his arms at the same time, and took advantage of the pain in his lower body to grab the blade and slash it over.

With a single knife in hand, Yang Ping'an settled down a little in his heart, identified the direction, cut the road horizontally and vertically with a single knife in his hand, and continued to rush to the direction of Yonghefang.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of "receiving" in his ears, and he felt that there was suddenly an iron chain under his feet, and he couldn't control his body and fell directly to the ground.

"Kill him!" There was another shout, and several men in black waved their weapons in their hands, either slashing or stabbing, and went straight to him......