"Master, Jumbo Zhai only charges a 10% handling fee this time."

Wei Chukang smiled: "I'm quite good at doing business." After thinking about it, he commanded: "This painting is not sunburned enough, and the ink is a little new." ”

Dafu nodded: "This time it's a bit hasty, master, you will draw another one next time, and I'll dry it for a longer time." ”

"Pavilion master, this is the 400,000 taels from today's auction of your words." Uncle Cai personally sent the proceeds of the auction to Song Ze.

Master Song took a sip of tea: "I heard that Master Xiaoye also went today, did you take any favorite objects?" ”

Uncle Cai shook his head: "National Master Xiao Ye left after watching half of the show." ”

"Oh? Nothing to like? ”

Uncle Cai thought for a while: "She made a price once." ”

Song Ze raised his head and asked with interest, "What is it?" ”

"Pink Dongzhu."

"Oh? Why didn't you shoot it? ”

"It was snapped up by the three princes at a fixed price."

Lord Song nodded: "Got it, you can go back." Send someone to the Ryukyu Kingdom to find some good Dongzhu and come back, and find more different colors, and have pink. ”

Looking at the tea leaves floating in the tea cup, he pursed his lips and smiled: Do you like Dongzhu or pink?

The third prince took the purse in his hand and looked at it over and over, and the corners of his mouth couldn't hide his joy. Carefully open the mouth of the bag, and when I looked at it, there was a note!

My heart suddenly missed a beat: Yun'er will write something to me.

Hurriedly took out the note and unfolded it:

Bai Yiyi secretly went to the northwest with her marriage to solve Cen Zhuo's urgency.

Xiao Peichen's eyes froze, and a line of crooked words was written on a piece of straw paper, obviously in a panic.

It must have been Yun'er who overheard the news in the clean room, and he left a message in a panic!

Put away the straw paper carefully, Yun'er, Yun'er, you are too adventurous, but your face is full of a sweet smile.

Cen Zhuo and Bai Qing colluded, and he had also heard about it. But this matter is too implicated, and he does not dare to act easily until it is confirmed. Now, Bai Qing actually sent his own daughter to northern Xinjiang, and it seems that eight or nine are not far from ten.

His fingers rubbed his purse, and his eyes were fierce.

After walking around, Ni Xiaoye determined the bunk of the employment agency and walked in. There was only one old man on the counter, leisurely flipping through the picture book.

Ni Xiaoye stepped forward: "I'll register and receive the task." ”

The old man raised his eyelids: "New or recorded?" ”

Ni Xiaoye thought for a moment and gambled: "There is a record." ”

The old man took out a piece of paper: "Write your name," and took out the ink: "Stamp ten fingerprints here." ”

Fingerprint......

Ni Xiaoye suddenly remembered that before he could remember, he noticed that Jiang Li's fingers were unusually smooth. Now that I think about it, she often polishes it, not only to rub off the fingerprints, but also to rub off the cocoons left by the commonly used weapons in her hands! Sure enough, he was an extremely meticulous spy.

Turning over his hand and looking at his ten fingertips, fortunately, they have not been polished recently, and there are shallow traces of fingerprints.

Write Jiang Li's name on a piece of paper, stamp it with a fingerprint and hand it to the old man.

The old man took it, and his chin turned to the chair Nunu on the side: "Sit down and wait for a while, it's not so fast." ”

"Okay." Ni Xiaoye sat down and waited quietly, a little nervous in his heart.

Ji Lian's eyes in the secret room were dark, and she looked at the two identical fingerprints and fell into deep thought:

Ni Xiaoye is Jiang Li!

"Young Pavilion Master, can this identity match, the record book may be given to her?" The old man was stunned when he saw his master, and asked cautiously.

After a while, Ji Lian came back to her senses and muttered, "Give it to her." ”

Jiang Li took his booklet, and the old man said slowly: "What task are you going to take this time?" You are already level 5, and you can take on tasks below level 6. ”

"Level five? What is the highest level? ”

"Level six."

Jiang Li is already at such a high level?

The task of returning to the pavilion must start from the first level and go up step by step, and if she can reach the fifth level, then she has received at least five tasks in six years.

What kind of information does she need to change to take on so many tasks?

The first page of the record book is the exchange page, and Jiang Li's page is empty! In other words, she did the task but never redeemed the news of the goose returning to the pavilion!

Then all the tasks she did before were for leveling up! What kind of secret will the news that can only be redeemed at level 5 or higher?

She can't get the secrets that she can only get through the Wild Goose Pavilion because she is a member of the spy organization!

Then comes the task and time logging.

She was first assigned two years ago, at the age of fourteen.

In the first four times, two were for the acquisition of things, one for the discovery of news, and one for the assassination.

Turning to the last page, her last mission before her death:

Burn the head!

Ni Xiaoye's eyes widened, and his fingertips couldn't help trembling. The mission status is "Completed"!

The Burner is dead! Just two months ago!

Who is the one in the National Teacher's Mansion now!