A small square table was set up next to the weapon rack, and everyone gathered in front of the table, holding silver tickets and silver in their hands, half of them shouted "big, big, big", and the other part shouted "small" in a louder voice.

As soon as Huantong and Zhao Zhenyu entered the courtyard, they saw the grand scene of these people gambling, and the one who shouted the most was Ran Gui.

"On weekdays, Team Seven does this?"

Zhao Zhenyu scratched his head in embarrassment, not knowing how to speak.

At this moment, An Xiruo happened to come back from outside, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Huantong standing in front of the gambling table, with his back to the door, and Zhao Zhenyu looked at Huantong indescribably.

An Ruoxi suddenly felt ridiculous, and actually believed that Huantong wanted to change the atmosphere of Team Seven. watched his trust being thrown to the ground, and he blocked An Ruoxi's heart in one breath.

"The senling said nicely, we must rectify the atmosphere, and in the end it is not about gambling with them."

Zhao Zhenyu seemed to have met a savior, and rushed to An Xiruo from in front of Phantom Tong.

"Captain An's words are wrong, Situ and I have just come back from outside, and we are here to discuss this matter with the little lord."

After speaking, Zhao Zhenyu winked at Phantom Tong, meaning, enough friends, help you explain.

After listening to this, An Xiruo also looked at Phantom Tong with an inquiring gaze, and Phantom Tong replied with a faint smile.

"Well, and it's done."

An Xiruo realized that he had misunderstood Huantong, or for the second time in a day, he was a little embarrassed, his little face turned red, and he whispered sorry.

Phantom Tong hesitated, raised his hand, and patted An Xiruo's head lightly, "It's okay." ”

An Xiruo's breathing became short, and he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he ran back to his bedroom in a panic.

Zhao Zhenyu put his elbow on Huantong's shoulder and looked at An Xiruo's back, "Yes, I looked serious, I didn't expect there to be two more." ”

Huantong put away his smiling face and reached out to take Zhao Zhenyu's arm to the side.

"There's still something to do, let's go first."

Zhao Zhenyu looked at Phantom Tong's back and screamed twice, and when he saw that Phantom Tong did not react, he gave up, turned around and joined the gambling.

Huantong walked out of the White Tiger Camp, turned two corners, and walked through a few alleys to Yongle Street. He came out this time to go to Sansheng Pavilion.

The main entrance of the Sansheng Pavilion was full of girls soliciting guests, and several drunken sons were pulled out of the pavilion. As soon as they approached Sansheng Pavilion, the sound of selling weakened, and only the voices of some warblers and swallows remained.

Naturally, Phantom Tong did not enter through the main entrance, and a map was stuffed into the sachet that day, marking the entrance to the side entrance of the Sansheng Pavilion.

The side entrance of the Sansheng Pavilion is in a remote alley, and unlike the main entrance, it is empty and not empty.

Phantom Tong gently buttoned the wooden door in front of him, and the door was opened by an old mother wearing a bright red robe, her face was covered with rouge, she was wearing a gold chain around her neck, and she also had pearls and jadeite on her head. It seems that it should be the old bustard of Sansheng Pavilion.

"As soon as Childe stepped on Yongle Street, I waited here. The pavilion master is already waiting for the son, come in. ”

The old bustard stood behind the wooden door, shaking the handkerchief in his hand, as if to solicit guests.

"They all call me Mother Sun, and it's good to call you that when I see you in the future."

Seeing that Huantong entered the door, Mother Sun closed the wooden door, twisted her somewhat fat waist, and walked in front to lead the way.

Passed through a firewood room, a bungalow, and a moon gate. After passing the Moon Gate, the scene is very different, and the previous simple style has been changed, and this place is even more luxurious than the imperial palace.

Small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, winding corridors, and delicate stone seats. The front three-storey loft is magnificent, and here is a sophisticated back garden.

Different from the beautiful sound in the building, this small garden is full of elegant piano sounds.

"If you come here, you will come here. The pavilion owner likes to be quiet, it is too noisy in that building. ”

Mother Sun's voice is a little shrill and thin, and she likes to turn a few corners when she speaks, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable to listen to.

The small attic in the garden where the pavilion owner lived, two stories high, not large, but more delicate. There are four pillars standing on the periphery of the attic, on which are carved plum orchid bamboo chrysanthemum. There are four windows facing the pillar, and the windows are made of fine cicada wing yarn with dark flowers, and the dark flowers on them also happen to be plum orchids and bamboo chrysanthemums.

After entering the door, the pavilion master was leaning on the chaise longue, fiddling with a jade ruyi.

The pavilion master is a young and beautiful woman, in her early twenties, wearing a jade smoke Luo Qiyun skirt, her hair is scattered, and the Kodan on her fingers looks particularly bright against the backdrop of jade Ruyi.

"I am Meng Junsheng, the pavilion master of the Sansheng Pavilion." The end note was dragged out by her for a long time, and her voice seemed very lazy.

"After that day, there will be Lord Laoge."

"I'm going to take a look at your jade pendant first." Meng Junsheng suddenly sat up and put down the jade ruyi in his hand.

It is a piece of Hetian jade without impurities, the whole body is translucent, the front is engraved with "Phantom Tong", and the back is a strange totem.

Huantong untied the jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Meng Junsheng. This jade pendant was given to him by Phantom Tong's master, and he has always carried this jade pendant Phantom Tong with him.

Meng Junsheng took the jade pendant with both hands, his fingertips gently traced the patterns on the jade pendant, his hands trembled slightly, and his breathing was a little messy. But she quickly adjusted her state, but she was still captured by Phantom Tong.

Meng Junsheng carefully returned the jade pendant to Huantong, his slender fingers showing reluctance, and he froze there for a long time before slowly retracting it.

"Childe, it's called Phantom Tong." Meng Junsheng's voice was a little hesitant, and his eyes were a little evasive.

"The illusion was given by the master, and the jade pendant was also given to me by the master."

"Your master...... But Meng Luotong. Meng Junsheng's voice became smaller and smaller.

"My master is Wujing. As for Meng Luotong, I don't know it. ”

Phantom Tong was a little confused by Meng Junsheng's question, after all, he still had to rely on Sansheng Pavilion to help in the future, and Phantom Tong patiently answered the question.

"It turned out to be Wujing." Meng Junsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice was much louder, "Meng Luotong is the former pavilion master and the person who founded the Sansheng Pavilion, and Wujing is his friend. ”

Meng Junsheng suddenly stepped down from the chaise longue and knelt straight in front of Huantong.

"The first pavilion master has an order, and those who get this jade pendant will get this pavilion. In the future, Jun Sheng will be loyal to his son, and his liver and brain will be ruined. ”

Although Huantong knew the ability of this jade pendant, he didn't expect this Dream Pavilion Lord to do this, and he was a little stunned for a while, and hurriedly helped Meng Junsheng up.

"I'm here this time, I do have something to ask for."

"What does Childe want to check, there is no news in Kyoto City that I can't find out from Sansheng Pavilion."

Speaking of Sansheng Pavilion, Meng Junsheng's eyes lit up, and he was more energetic than the expression just now.

"I have two things for you. First, help me collect all the news about the fall of the Feng family and the death of Empress Jing. Second, help me develop a secret guard. ”

"Empress Jing, why is the son investigating these old things."

Meng Junsheng, who was originally in high spirits, was deflated again all of a sudden, and only felt that this errand was boring.

Seeing Meng Junsheng's lazy appearance, Huantong's face darkened, and his eyes showed ruthlessness for the first time.

"Don't you want to do old things? I'll tell you why, because I'm Teng Zijin, and I'm going to investigate the real cause of my mother's death. ”

Meng Junsheng was taken aback by the name, and took a step back to look at Phantom Tong.

"Gong ...... Childe is King Jin! Didn't King Jin die at the age of eight? ”

"Someone wanted me to die, but my life was great. Now that I'm back, I will have to pay back the hardships I suffered in those years. ”

There was a burning fire in Phantom Tong's eyes, and every word he said was gritted his teeth.

After many years, this is the first time that Phantom Tong has told others his identity, and now, Phantom Tong has made up his mind to take revenge.

When she was eight years old, Empress Jing was killed by a traitor and died tragically in the cold palace, and Huantong was also in a dangerous situation. Wujing took Huantong to live in the bamboo building of Nanshan, but those people did not forgive, chased all the way to Nanshan, and set fire to the mountain.

Fortunately, Wujing was prepared, and escaped from Nanshan with Phantom Tong, all the way to Tongjiang, and Wujing entrusted Phantom Tong to Situ Hao and disappeared.

The fire of that day will never be forgotten.

Meng Junsheng was frightened by Phantom Tong's eyes, and knelt on the ground again, his voice a little trembling.

"Jun ...... Jun Sheng, you must ...... We must live up to our mission. ”