As soon as the night fell, Nanqiang saw the shop in front of him, Nanqiang sat down and ordered a bowl of noodles: "Have a bowl of hot noodles, don't add more meat to green onions." ”

"Guest officer, the price of adding meat is more expensive."

Xiao Er looked at Nanqiang, who was dressed in black and didn't slip away, who knows if he had any money on him.

Nan Qiang looked at the surrounding and sat down with a few big men, and Nan Qiang suppressed his voice: "Is it enough?" ”

Xiao Er saw the broken silver on the table, and nodded hurriedly: "Enough, enough." ”

Nanqiang glanced down and saw a group of big men looking at him carefully. Nanqiang quietly ate a bowl of noodles, threw down the broken silver and got up to leave.

After eating, Nanqiang slowly wandered on the street with his hands up, and Nanqiang looked at the spire of Chongning Tower, and Chongning Tower walked a few more teas to the secret spy division.

Several big men followed along the way, and several big men looked at Nanqiang is direction and looked at each other.

Several people followed the footsteps, Nanqiang stopped, and several big men rolled up their sleeves and strode forward.

Nanqiang's thin lips rose slightly, but the good-looking peach blossom eyes made people panic, and several looked at each other.

"Phew! A few of us are afraid that one of us will not make it! Brothers, on! A few of them were bold and rushed towards Nanqiang.

looked at Nanqiang's penetrating smile, and unconsciously took a few steps back.

"Why did you Baiteng Pavilion send a few minions to send your life, your life is really worthless."

Nanqiang only heard a squeak with the short sword in his hand, and the person who rushed in front curled up on the ground.

Nanqiang Dan's scarlet lips went up. He stretched out his hand and broke the other hand of the man who was curled up on the ground.

The man screamed in pain, his face shrunk: "You came just in time tonight." ”

Some people didn't have time to react from his words, and they just wanted to stop Nanqiang, but they didn't want Nanqiang to move faster.

"I haven't had time to try the new drug I developed a few days ago, and you just happened to try it for me today."

Nanqiang took out the packet of powdered things from his belt, and sprinkled some of them into the mouth of no one with a harmless smile.

After a while, several big men looked embarrassed and extremely painful, but they couldn't scream. Clutching his throat and rolling around.

Nanqiang took advantage of Nanqiang's turn to make up a few more stitches, and a few stitches fell impartially and just on the man's masculinity.

Nanqiang swaggered past several big men and stuffed people into the gaps in the shadows.

"I dare to come out even if I look so miserable, and I dare to come out at night, and I am not afraid of scaring people."

Nanqiang thinks about those fat heads and big ears, fat figures, one with a pimple, one with a full face of scum, and the other is only her height, but she is extremely fat, and it makes her stomach uncomfortable.

Nanqiang pinched the hour, covered himself with a veil, and hurried towards the secret spy department.

Huaiqing squatted in the secret spy division, and there were a few cups of tea when he arrived, and there was not even a ghost around the secret spy division.

As soon as Huaiqing wanted to turn around, he saw a black shadow, and before he could react, he was hit dumb.

Huaiqing stood in place, sweating profusely, wouldn't he? Die before you get out of school?

When did the secret spy department have such a master, it is difficult for the head of the secret spy department to come back.

After a moment, his back loosened, Huaiqing took a breath, turned around and saw that the man was covered in his body, not even showing his eyes, and he couldn't see who it was at all.

Huaiqing smelled the smell of the person's body, and felt familiar, and he couldn't remember where he smelled it for a while.

In a moment, the man drew his long sword, and the light reflected by the long sword in the moonlight just hit Huaiqing's face.

Huaiqing watched him go straight to the Secret Spy Division, and he stood on the wall of the Secret Spy Division, his sword rising and falling, and no one could get close to him half a foot.

Huaiqing saw him jump off the wall, and was secretly shocked in his heart, is this to bloodied the secret spy division?

Huaiqing saw a figure on the north wall crawling into the secret spy division, although Huaiqing only saw a dark mess, he also concluded that the person must be Nanqiang.

They're in a group...... Who are those martial arts masters......

Lame Seven?

How could Lame Seven mess with her, Huaiqing frowned, not Lame Seven, who is that.

Could it be that Nanqiang really had another plan to enter Beijing, and the calculated catastrophe was probably due to the Nan family.

Huaiqing took a deep breath, and as soon as he took a step, the soles of his feet were like lead, and he couldn't move.

Nanqiang sneaked into the secret case library all the way, and when he entered the secret case library, Nanqiang lit a small wax.

Nanqiang looked up at the secret case vault around him, full of books, bookshelves up to the roof, and a ladder swirling in the middle.

"My mother, so big." Nanqiang was in a dilemma, so big and so much, not to mention a stick of incense, she might not be able to find it for three days and three nights.

Nan Qiang looked at the numbers on the bookshelf, frowned, and Nan Qiang took a copy casually.

"Jiangnan Flood Relief Fund ......"

Nanqiang threw one and looked for the second one: "Chong'an Taoist Temple Fire ......"

"This secret spy department is really idle, I remember a lot of trivial things, and those old accounts are still kept."

Nanqiang threw it back, kicking up a puff of dust, and Nanqiang took a few steps back and touched the bookshelf behind him.

Nanqiang held on to the bookshelf, a bookcase fell from the shelf, and Nanqiang picked it up: "In the twelfth year of Yuanyang, Ruan Tianshu, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, embezzled the case. ”

Nanqiang remembered the first time she went to the teaching workshop Si Huaiqing to tell her about the famous prostitute Ruan Zhu's family background, and Ruan Tianshu was Ruan Wen's father.

Nanqiang became interested, and turned a page casually, but the record in it made Nanqiang's pupils shrink.

Nan Qiang tore off a few pages of the booklet and put it in his pocket, Nan Qiang looked at the textual words on the bookshelf on it, and suddenly had a thought.

Nanqiang jumped up and stood at the top, Nanqiang took a closer look.

Nanqiang hooked his lips: "Sure enough." ”

Qichang year, Mingde year, Hexing year, Mingxi year, Yuanyang, Longchang, a year number and a building, the number is the year, month and day.

Thirty years ago...... Nanqiang calculated: "The third column!" ”

Nanqiang found out the secret case of the Tian family, and listened to the movement outside, Nanqiang quickly found out the secret case of the Nanhuai Palace.

Nanqiang took the secret case, and the secret case of the Nanhuai Wangfu sealed the beeswax.

Nanqiang took out a knife, cut the beeswax intact, and took out the secret file inside.

"In the fourteenth year of Yuanyang, the king of Nanhuai raised a thousand private soldiers in Changdu Mountain, stole iron ore, and secretly traded dark iron ore with Tiansheng.

In the fifteenth year of Yuanyang, the private soldiers of Changdu Mountain increased by another 500, and the king of Nanhuai embezzled 80,000 taels of silver.

In the sixteenth year of Yuanyang, Tiansheng's secret spy went back to investigate, and the king of Nanhuai and Tiansheng Duan Ya had a secret letter.

In the seventeenth year of Yuanyang, Duan Ya was entrenched in Wohu Mountain, and there were soldiers in the camp of the king of Nanhuai who rushed out at night for 800 miles and climbed Wohu Mountain overnight.

At the beginning of Longchang, the king of Nanhuai entered Beijing to reinstate his decree and colluded with the literati and scholars to collect the strategists. ”

In just a few lines, Nanqiang was sweating profusely, Nanqiang turned a page, and everything in it was explained in detail, who was secret, evidence, testimony, years, months and days.

Nanqiang carefully scalded the beeswax and sealed it back in place.

Nanqiang flipped through it, and after confirming that there was no secret case of Nanhuai Wangfu, Nanqiang turned over Yuwangfu and Baiteng Pavilion.

Nanqiang looked at the bookshelf full of Baiteng Pavilion records, and exhaled with a headache.

Nanqiang picked up the last and last book, and after reading it, Nanqiang flipped through the middle book, and he also understood it in his heart.

Nanqiang pinched a stick of incense, blew out the candle, and carefully closed the door.

As soon as Nanqiang walked out of the door, a dark shadow stood outside the door under the moonlight, looking at Nanqiang with a pair of eagle eyes.

"Little thief, still want to go?!"