Xunyang's drunken fairy building is a famous local restaurant, generally a day will not stop the source of customers, lively banquet hundreds of tables, here can not only eat, but also listen to books and drink tea, the restaurant tea house service is readily available, become the most concentrated place in Xunyang.

In the inconspicuous corner outside the drunken fairy building, there is a street business, which is dedicated to providing people with news, and the news is the most spiritual and the most reliable, the business has no façade under the drunken fairy building to put a table, put a bench, hang a signboard, the signboard is written in an essay, hang it or not, it is the same, it is difficult to find.

In short, if you see it, you have a fate, and if you can't see it, you can only wave your hand and follow it.

The person who provides the news business is even more cold, always has an untidy hair, always has a tired look that can't wake up, and always has a wrinkled navy blue coat, the person is very casual, and the name is even more casual, called Zhang San.

People who passed by and knew him always joked with him: "Zhang San, your brother Li Si is coming to you".

Zhang San yawned, rubbed his eyes, let his hair cover his head indiscriminately, and also joked lazily: "You are wrong, Li Si is my brother."

No one came to his shop to inquire about the news that day, he sat on a creaking bench, and there was a pot of 'Dragon Well Before the Rain' that had just been brought back from Zuixian Lou on the table, and he tasted it carefully.

He looked up at the gray sky and couldn't help laughing, yesterday someone actually asked him how the weather was today, he provided information that others didn't know afterwards, and he didn't ask for rain, he couldn't provide it to drive away the person who didn't know the wrong topic yesterday.

When he arrived at the cup of tea, he thought, if someone came to ask who was behind the coffin last night, he also replied: The news has been bought out, there is no comment, and then the person is driven away, is this already very polite.

"May I ask if it's Mr. Zhang San", a young man held a note in his hand and asked him, the young man's white and pure face revealed the calmness that he couldn't see his age, and he knew at a glance that he was a son-in-law with an excellent family education.

Zhang San scratched his neck, didn't ask the man to sit down, and said casually: "Say what you want to ask."

The young man took out a few silver dollars from his pocket, put them in the center of the table, took a few steps back, Zhang San smiled, put one foot on the stool, and pointed to the stool opposite him: "Sit down."

The young man lifted the hem of his gown and sat down calmly, going straight to the topic: "I ask you about someone."

"People also have to negotiate prices," Zhang San hinted.

The young man took out all the money on his body again, Zhang San picked up a silver dollar and blew it on his ears, which turned into a pleasant echo, and he smiled with satisfaction: "Ask who said."

The young man said: "Luo Yunsheng"

Zhang Sangang squirted out a sip of tea without warning, and looked at the young man in front of him with wide eyes, the young man was not affected by his faux pas, and still said unhurriedly: "Thirteen years ago, Luo Yunsheng, the daughter of Luo Yunsheng, the head of the Luo family, I wanted to inquire about her."

Zhang San looked the young man up and down: "Who are you?"

The young man pointed to West Street, where there was a theater named Chunheyuan: "The one who sings in the theater is known as Shen Yeling."

Zhang San looked at the front of the table and suddenly didn't want to accept it, didn't move, swallowed his saliva and said: "Boss Shen is a singer, ask the daughter of the former head of the Luo family what she did."

"Answer me first", Shen Yeling was a little anxious, and when he softened his attitude, he asked again: "Answer me, is she healthy and happy now", or whether she is still alive, but he is unwilling to put the question on life and death.

Zhang San touched a handful of hair on his forehead, calmly drank a cup of tea, and nodded: "Sort of, I can't provide too much, that person bought out the news, and if he bought it out, he knew that no one could tell him except her."

Shen Yeling's face, which was originally happy just now, turned into frustration again, and Zhang San looked at him and thought of another way: "Why don't you tell me what you have to do with the Luo family more than ten years ago." I can't tell you the news, but I can show you the way."

Shen Yeling was silent for a long time, even if he didn't answer, he could still ask Jiang Yuan in the opening scene in a few days, but he was a little worried that the Luo family would not be able to pass through the door, so he could only find someone else to listen to the news.

"Could it be that ten years ago, Boss Shen sang for the Luo family"? Zhang San scratched his head and speculated

Shen Yeling thought for a moment, as if there was something difficult to say, but finally spoke: "I was taken in by the Luo family thirteen years ago, and I stayed in the Luo family for three years, so I know Miss Luo Yunsheng."

'Oh'! Zhang San pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and a few words aroused his countless conjectures, and habitually touched the handful of hair that was oiled together: "I see, Boss Shen is really affectionate and righteous, and he has not forgotten to return to his hometown to find out the whereabouts of Miss Luojia after so many years."

Shen Yeling was a little flustered, and said the news he got from Manager Li yesterday again: "I asked someone to inquire about Miss Yunsheng and there is no news, I only know that she was marked out of the Luo family's genealogy", Shen Yeling was originally a person who was not in a hurry or slow, but he was in a hurry in this matter.

Shen Yeling, facing the hot street, frowned slightly. Zhang San had already warmed the silver dollar in his pocket, and revealed so much to him, so he might as well say one more thing: "Boss Shen, if you really know the news of Luo Yunsheng, you can find it from the Luo family yourself, didn't there be a teacher ten years ago, isn't it also in the Luo family now, I heard that the status of the head of the family is not ordinary with two generations."

"Mr. Jiang", Shen Yeling blurted out, he had thought about looking for him before.

Shen Ye sighed, it seemed that if he wanted to find Luo Yunsheng, he could only find Jiang Yuan. It's a pity that he told another person about his relationship with the Luo family

Zhang San, who pretended to be smart, nodded with satisfaction, supported his lazy head with one hand, grinned, and the dark circles under his eyelids became more and more obvious, as if he had already told him some terrible news, let him hurry up and leave, don't bother him to count silver dollars.

Shen Yeling thought for a moment and was about to get up and leave.

"I don't know, can Boss Shen tell me his real name" Zhang San stopped Shen Yeling as if there was something else, he had a smile on his face, laughing heartlessly, and added: "You can also not say it, we don't have to know the guest's name."

Shen Yeling looked at Zhang San, but still told him the name: "Shen Huai'an", turned around and left.

Zhang San's originally smiling eyes looked a little tired, but as Shen Yeling's true name was revealed, he immediately felt as if he had been woken up, and he kept watching Shen Yeling's back disappear into his field of vision.

Shen Yeling turned the corner of the street, and he withdrew his gaze, his mental state seemed to have just improved a little and withered. He drank tea with nothing to do, and the clouds were light and breezy, as if nothing had happened. It's just that someone else came to inquire about the 'carrying the coffin in the middle of the night', and he and the man were anxious.

This day is also strange, looking like it is going to rain, but not half a drop of rain has fallen, and it has been cloudy, as if it is constipated.

There are many people and cars on this street, and it is not worth going to wonder where a car is parked, but it just so happens that the owner of the car was pushed in a wheelchair after being carried off, and the red cloak covered the whole body, and even the upper half of his face was covered.

She didn't move, she honestly waited for the servant behind her to push her down before Zhang San's stall stopped, Zhang San drank half a cup of tea, and already knew what the person was from. But it happened that the man was a semi-paralyzed, so he told her to sit down and talk.

She reached out of her cloak and removed the red hood that covered half of her face. The whole face is clear and discerning, it is a delicate melon seed face, there is some baby fat between the cheeks, the skin is pale without blood, the kind that can shine in the sun, two delicate willow eyebrows into the sideburns, a circle of long eyelashes outlines a pair of smart big eyes, the eye shape is a standard almond eyes, when she opens her eyes, she will look innocent, but as long as her eyes are half-squinted, she becomes a ruthless character who does not dare to approach, it is a pair of almond eyes with their own characteristics.

She has a tear mole under her eyes, a straight nose, a small mouth, like a Western doll, beautiful is really beautiful, but it reveals a strong sense of slaughter.

She looked at it and squinted, the corners of her mouth rose, and she directly showed a meaningful smile to Zhang San, which made Zhang San's back a little cold, he broke out in a cold sweat, and sneered: "Yo, little, little seventh master, I didn't tell anyone about carrying the coffin last night, really."

He raised three hands to his head and put on a serious posture, as if what he had just said, if it was false, he would be thundered by the sky.

Sitting in a wheelchair, wearing clothes as red as blood, with skin as white as snow. Quan Xunyang couldn't find anyone dressed like her.

This person is Luo Xiaoqi.

Luo Xiaoqi ordered the wooden table in front of him, there was nothing on the table, only tea.

Zhang San immediately understood, poured a cup for Luo Xiaoqi, held it in both hands, and respectfully brought it to her, with a weak smile on his face.

Luo Xiaoqi faded his smile and said expressionlessly: "I want you to check the traces of the fugitive arrested by Xunyang in the past few months."

Zhang San was a little embarrassed, scratched his head again, puzzled: "This, this fugitive from Xunyang doesn't seem to be under the care of Xiao Qiye, isn't this the current patrol head Zhang Raoshun to investigate again"?

I don't know if Luo Xiaoqi will be angry with such a mouthful, Zhang Sanyi finished speaking, but heard Luo Xiaoqi let out a contemptuous sneer: "Zhang Junyao's spotted yellow-haired cat, looking for someone to find my head, it's really stupid."

These words are in Zhang San's ears, and there is no need to guess to know that the current patrol chief Zhang Raoshun arrested the group of people who carried the coffin last night, and under forced questioning, he will know that the initiator behind this is Luo Xiaoqi, but the whereabouts of this fugitive do not know why it is also related to Luo Xiaoqi.

"Zhang Zhenshou's father is the marshal of Tianjin, and the military power of a province is in hand, you should be cautious little Seventh Master", Zhang San knew that the Luo family was cooperating with Zhang Junyao, and Zhang Rao Shun couldn't be offended no matter how Luo Xiaoqi looked down on him.

Luo Xiaoqi sneered at it, raised his hand to pick up the tea poured on the table, didn't drink it, and poured it on the ground tiltingly, the tea in the cup formed a slender water column in mid-air, and after falling into the ground with yellow sand, a few splashes of water were splashed with soil. She poured tea and giggled like a child playing with water.

Usually at this time, she came up with some tricks to damage yin morality.

Zhang San was a little distressed when he saw it, this was a good 'Longjing before the rain', he had to drink a pot for a long time, but he didn't expect Luo Xiaoqi to let her play badly.

Luo Xiaoqi poured half of the tea, accepted the cup, and raised his eyes to look at Zhang San, who was a lot taller than himself, but his eyes were incredible: "I didn't let you find it because this Rao Shun found my head, but the fugitive had to die if he bit someone, not only to die, but he also had to die in front of me, understand?" ”

Zhang San nodded dumbly, the meaning was very clear, if he knew the news of the fugitive, it would be bought out by Luo Xiaoqi and no one would tell him.

Seeing that the servant just now pushed Luo Xiaoqi away, Luo Xiaoqi reminded as if he remembered something: "Little Seventh Master, someone came to inquire about you just now, and it was not Luo Xiaoqi who inquired, but Luo Yunsheng."

The wheelchair stopped as soon as the words fell, Luo Xiaoqi turned his face and looked at him with a frown, Zhang San repeated the situation of meeting Shen Yeling just now, and commented: "It's the drama of Chunheyuan, it seems that he just came from Beiping, like a little white face."

"From Beiping, he came to ask you?" Luo Xiaoqi was a little puzzled, as if he was sure of something, but revealed a little hesitation.

Zhang Sanyi was excited, slapped the table and said: "Isn't it, why don't you ask questions here, but I am really fortunate to have three lives, and I was met by a famous man in the capital, and I heard that he was in Beiping。。。。。 ”。

Luo Xiaoqi didn't want to hear this, rubbed his eyebrows, and said disgustedly: "It's actually a talker."

It couldn't rain in the sky, so the sun turned on again, and under the sun, Luo Xiaoqi raised her head, her face was translucent, and she asked unwillingly: "Did he say what his name was?"

Zhang San told her the stage name of Shen Yeling, who knew that she emphasized her real name, Zhang San helplessly spread his hand and shook his head: "This person just came to Xunyang, I didn't check the details, he didn't say at the time and I was embarrassed to ask."

"You can check it now", Luo Xiaoqi said in a half-light tone, pulling up the hood, and the wheelchair was pushed away again.

This time he can happily finish drinking this tea, and after drinking, he will close the stall, just in time to catch up with the drunken fairy building to tell the story, where did he hear it last time, oh! Lin Chong was forced to go to Liangshan。。。。。