After eavesdropping outside for a while, and when they found that the conversation had gradually become trivial, Hua Hate Liu and Dugu Duan set off to return.

And not long after the two of them left, outside the door of the house where Hua Hate Liu lived in Dingdu City, a visitor with a gloomy face came, and this visitor was none other than the sound of the flute.

"The City Lord hasn't rested yet?" Yang Jian had been aware of it since the moment the flute entered this courtyard, but in order to avoid making the other party feel weak, it was not until he walked under the eaves that Yang Jian showed up and asked.

"Ink girl!" The sound of the flute followed the prestige, but I saw that Yang Jian was setting up a small table under the eaves on the side of the door, one person, one chair, one pot and one lamp, drinking tea comfortably.

"Miss Mo hasn't gone back yet?" As if realizing something, a trace of sourness flashed on the originally gloomy face of the flute, and before he knew it, he walked up to Yang Jian.

However, Yang Jian did not have the slightest sense of courtesy - there was only one chair in the first place, and the meaning could not be clearer: there was no need to stay and say a few polite sentences.

"The city lord said with a smile, you don't see what the two of them are drinking, if you let them go, you don't know what will happen...... It's better to simply lock them up in one place and take care of them. As if he didn't see the more complicated changes in the flute's complexion, Yang Jian chuckled lightly, while still serving and tasting tea unhurriedly, without the slightest unnaturalness because of the big living person standing on the side.

"Miss Mo doesn't have to be polite all the time, just call me by my name, the way of calling 'City Lord' seems rusty." Flute said with a dry smile on his face.

"That's for the best." Yang Jian chuckled, in her mind, if she said that she was qualified to be the city lord, then she should at least be as capable as her father Yang Wu, so if anyone called the "city lord", she would secretly compare with her father one by one in her heart to see if the other party was qualified.

Of course, according to the standard judged by Yang Wu's level, it seems that no one has been able to handle the word "city lord" so far.

Therefore, if he could not be called "city lord", Yang Jian was naturally happy.

Seeing that the other party's face was happy, the flute sounded a lot more relaxed for no reason, thinking that he had something to ask "Mr. Sorrow" when he came over, and immediately asked: "I wonder if Miss Mo can go in and help me see how drunk this white boy is?" To tell you the truth, I came here to discuss something with him. ”

"It's been less than an hour." Yang Jian didn't say "yes" or "no", but used time to talk about things, intending to remind the flute that how could it be possible for him to wake up after spending so much time on the flute?

"I know it's a bit reluctant, but I'll take a chance to come and have a look...... Or ......" As he spoke, the flute took out a porcelain bottle from his body and handed it to Yang Jian: "If he hasn't woken up yet, he can also take a sobering pill and he will wake up soon." ”

"Oh?" Yang Jian raised her eyebrows after hearing this, "Your preparation is quite thorough!" ”

This sentence was sarcastic, but the flute didn't seem to care, just motioned for Yang Jian to take it and help him shout.

"Okay!" Yang Jian sighed, took the so-called so-called sobering pill from the flute, stood up and said as he walked into the house: "You wait a minute, I'll go in and see if I'm awake." ”

After saying that, he let the door of the room behind him open wide and walked inside without looking back.

In the eyes of the flute outside the door, this posture shows that the other party has not deceived himself, and if there is no one inside, the door will not be unabashedly open.

In Yang Jian's view, this so-called "empty city plan" is really useful, he just opened the door wide, and the other party can only wait outside the door honestly.

However, it is one thing to sigh that the strategy is clever, and if the other party is suspicious after a long time, this illusion will be exposed, and the truth that the house is empty will be difficult to hide.

And the most important thing is that even she doesn't know how long it will take for these two people to come back. Although she was anxious, she still tried to calm down and think about it carefully, and finally decided that it was better to stay in the empty room for a while before going out - if he immediately turned around and went out to tell the person who was still awake, I am afraid that he would still be somewhat suspicious, and then he would be afraid to insist on breaking in or hiding aside to keep an eye on it, and arrest the returning Hua Hate Liu and Dugu Jie squarely.

When Di Sheng saw Yang Jian entering, he couldn't help but be suspicious when he didn't show up after the tea, but despite this, he didn't have any other good way to verify the doubts in his heart, because if he didn't say goodbye, then what he just said "there are important things to discuss" would become a lie that doesn't need to be tortured and can be known at first hearing; If you go inside, first of all, you can't get by in etiquette, after all, you just waited outside the door for a long time because of the other party's words, if you realize it suspicious at this time, you will inevitably be embarrassed after following up, what if there is really a problem?

Thinking of this, the flute suddenly woke up in his heart: Yes, what if there is really a problem with himself? I'm afraid that I can only protect the interests of the family and put my own personal thoughts aside, right?

"What do you want to explain?" Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded, and the flute's originally distracted face panicked, but when he looked at it again, he had already seen Yang Jian standing in the door with a chuckle.

"Oh......" replied awkwardly, but he didn't know how to answer, so he had to change the subject: "How?" Bai Gongzi ......"

"Well, the main thing is that it's not easy to wake up, and now I've taken your sobering pills...... I wonder how long it will take for this medicine to work? Smiling apologetically, Yang Jian asked curiously.

"It doesn't take more than a cup of tea to wake up as before." Without thinking about it, the flute said directly.

"I see!" Yang Jian suddenly realized: "No wonder he sniffed it and told me to take you in after the tea, it turned out to be like this." ”

Hearing the other party say this, the flute had no other way but to continue to wait. Fortunately, the time for tea will come soon, and I am not in a hurry for a while.

Hua Hate Liu couldn't think of who the person who followed him that Muta said, but according to the other party's statement, it seemed that it would only be beneficial to his party and would not be harmful. Thinking about this clearly, he and Dugu simply didn't think about it anymore, but went back to the city directly, and when he saw the flute returning to the military camp outside the city accompanied by Fuji Hu on the way, he sped up and went back.

Fortunately, Yang Jian's empty city plan made it quite sound, delaying most of the time for the return of the two, and when the two sneaked back to the house, they happened to hear the conversation between Yang Jian and the flute outside the door: "...... I'll take you in after the tea, so that's what happened. ”

Estimating that the time was almost up, Hua Hate Liu and Dugu Duan first arranged it, and wanted to pretend to be full of wine, but they saw the porcelain vase on the low table on the side, and after taking it and sniffing it, Hua Hate Liu immediately understood, and when he commanded Dugu Duan, who was already lying on his side, to push himself in a wheelchair close to the door, he said loudly to the two outside: "Sorry, come in!" ”

"Alright, people wake up!" Yang Jian smiled when he heard this, and then raised his voice and said: "If you have something to talk about, it is estimated that there will be nothing to do when you wake up, I will go to rest, and I will not mix." After saying that, he turned around and left, which made the flute feel a little embarrassed.

"Bai Gongzi." After straightening his clothes, he walked into the house and saw that Hua Hate Liu and Dugu Duan both woke up, although they didn't seem to be in good spirits, but they thought that their heads were much more sober.

"Di Gongzi woke me up so late, I'm afraid he didn't invite me out to blow the wind, right?" Hua Hate Liu asked with a chuckle, but these words did not make the flute's gloomy face any better, and Hua Hate Liu naturally immediately thought of what it had to do with it.

"Wake you up late at night, naturally, it's not because you have nothing to ......do," Flute thought about it, and decided to make a difference.

"Well, I think I came to ask why I spoke for the Kong family at the banquet, right?" Looking at the other party's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Hua Hate Liu asked with a chuckle.

"You...... Not bad. Although Hua Hate Liu asked directly, it was better for him to take the initiative to say this than to ask it himself. He was only slightly stunned, and his face changed back to a gloomy appearance.

"Hehe, I'll naturally explain this. But ......" Speaking of this, Hua Hate Liu looked at the flute and smiled meaningfully: "Since our two sides are in a cooperative relationship, then some things still have to be told to each other, I hope you will tell me before you decide to do it next time, otherwise if I don't know, I will inevitably do the one who dismantles the stage!" ”

"You...... You got it? Listening to Hua Hate Liu's words, Di Sheng's face became more and more ugly, he had no intention of concealing it, but because this matter was arranged in advance, he didn't tell the other party. However, how did the other party know?

"I think since Mr. Di chose me to pretend to be Mr. Chou, he also thinks that I can be trusted firstly, and secondly, I can be regarded as a ...... with some skills."

"Not only do you have some skills, but your appearance tonight has made many uninformed people think that you are Mr. Chou." Following the words of Hua Hate Liu, the flute continued, but whether this sentence was sincere admiration or sour sarcasm, Hua Hate Liu did not figure it out.

"Huh! Others don't know the situation, don't Di Gongzi know yet? Hua hated Liu shook his hand, seemingly modest, but in his heart he was also quite proud, and what Fang Cai said about the flute at least proved that he did not disgrace Mr. Chou's name!

"Sometimes, I really doubt if you are really worried about Mr. ......" Hearing the words of the flute suddenly sounded, Hua Hate Liu's face was stunned, and the laughter stopped abruptly, on the other hand, Dugu Duan was even more on guard, I am afraid that the next flute will move slightly, and he will be greeted by Dugu Duan's surging knife momentum.

"Hahahaha!" Hua hated Liu laughed loudly to hide the uneasiness in his heart, but fortunately, with his laughter, the flute that had been tense on his face was also a little more relaxed, and the words that came to Fang Cai were just a moment of emotion from the other party.

"Alas......" sighed lightly, smiled bitterly, and said, "Don't you care, I'm also because of too much pressure...... In fact, I really hope that you are Mr. Nachou, no matter what your intentions are, as long as you help me hold this Gongsun Zhiyi, Kong Zhongyi and others, no matter what the conditions, we can talk about it! ”