Yang Shao said unhurriedly: "Yao Niang is like this, if she is not in front of her for a while, how can my father rest assured." Mrs. Guifu is very old, and I am afraid that it is not good for her to let the old man know about this matter at first glance. ”

Yang Shao's tone and posture at the moment have not changed, but his persistence cannot be ignored.

Wan Wan didn't have much enthusiasm for taking Xiang and the county lord back. Since Yang Shao insisted, she didn't say anything more, and left the eldest princess's mansion alone.

Yang Shao saw that she had finally left, and let out a long sigh in his heart. After only half a night's work, he already felt physically and mentally exhausted. But he can't rest yet, and the current situation can't allow him to rest for a moment.

He thought for a moment. The symptoms of the county lord of Xianghe are not cured in a day or two, even if he kills the group of slaves and maids in front of him, he will not be able to eliminate the future troubles in one fell swoop. Moreover, the killing of slaves in batches also seems to be weak-minded. Compared with these people in front of them, those henchmen who used to be in Xianghe are the big trouble. As long as those people disappear, crazy talk can only be crazy talk.

Yang Shao immediately made a decision, locked the county lord of Xianghe and these mothers-in-law and girls in the courtyard, and found two capable mothers-in-law to watch. He quickly returned to the original courtyard of the county lord of Xianghe to deal with those troubles.

Half a night's toss, half a night's cold wind. He didn't even have time to take a sip of hot tea, and he didn't have that mind. At this moment, Wan Wan was sitting in a soup shop, enjoying a hot pot of pork ribs and lotus root soup.

Opposite her sat a young brocade cloth, who also had a can of pork ribs and lotus root soup in front of him. There are also two pamphlets on the side of the soup can, one of which is Wan Wan's. This little catcher fast luck pen is flying, copying Wan Wan's cursive script into neat handwriting.

This is a laborer that Wan Wan grabbed at the corner of the street.

At first, Wan Wan just wanted to ask him if he had seen where Feng Qingcheng went. When this little catcher answered her quickly, and the Marquis of Dingbei went to the direction of the Hou Mansion, she actually shivered when she saw this little catcher.

So Wan Wan took him to a nearby soup shop, and asked him to do a little favor by the way. I didn't expect this little catcher to be so capable, he could accurately recognize her handwriting like that, and the copying was fast and neat.

After Xiao Yu finished copying, he nervously showed the copied things to Wan Wan. And then he kept looking down the street.

Wan Wan looked at him and asked, "Stay in that position, you shouldn't be a dark stake." ”

Xiao Yu quickly got up, and only after saluting did he reply: "Back to the adult's words, the subordinate is not a secret pile, and the subordinate is responsible for recording the sudden situation on this street." ”

Wan Wan pointed to the stool and said, "Sit down and drink soup." ”

Xiao Yu quickly said "yes", and sat down with a restrained and nervous expression.

Wan Wan said again: "Since it's not a dark pile, what are you doing so nervously." If there's a movement, you'll know it here. ”

Xiao Yu quickly got up again, and then saluted again, "Yes." ”

When Wan Wan saw him like this, she immediately felt that this brocade clothes and fast painting style was a little unique, so she asked, "Just entered the gate of heaven?" ”

Xiao Yu Kuai is another salute, "Back to the adult, his subordinate Bei Lin was elected to the gate of heaven in September this year." ”

Wan Wan tried her best to make her expression look amiable, and she smiled and said, "You just sit down, let's talk casually." ”

Xiao Yu quickly said "yes", and then took the spoon and only drank the soup, but did not eat the ribs inside.

Wan Wan felt more and more that the painting style of this brocade clothes was different. She didn't say anything more, and after putting away her booklet, she was about to leave.

This soup shop doesn't occupy a lot of land, but it has a lot of sweet, salty, hot and cold soups. The soup business is hard work, and it is common to start preparing the soup in the middle of the night. The shopkeeper had just finished his busy work at the moment, and was cooking soup cakes for himself.

When Wan Wan paid the bill, she simply put down a piece of broken silver, asked the shopkeeper to cook an extra portion, and put it directly into the soup pot of Xiao Kuai Beilin after cooking.

Before leaving, Wan Wan pointed to the part that Bei Lin had copied and said, "Eat all the soup and soup cakes, and then hand this back to Tianmen and treat it as a D." ”

Behring was about to get up again, but was pinned down by Wan Wan. She finally couldn't hold back before pulling her feet, and asked again, "Who brought you?" ”

Bei Lin sat down and still behaved politely, "Lord Hui, it's Dongfang Bao Dongfang Brother who has been leading his subordinates. ”

Oriental Treasure? That product can actually bring out such an apprentice!

Wan Wan said "tsk" twice, turned around and left the soup shop. After she left, Behring's restraint slowly disappeared, replaced by a stunned look.

After a while, the shopkeeper took out the boiled soup cakes, put them in the soup pot in front of him, and warmly reminded: "This one will taste better if you soak it for a while." ”

Before the words fell, I heard someone at the door of the shop say: "Why did you open the door so early today, and you can't shop it overnight." ”

The person who walked into the shop, Belin, knew him, and so did the owner. At this moment, Behring was dumbfounded, but the shopkeeper greeted him first, "Lord Dongfang, you came early today." But do you still want red bean sweet soup? ”

Dongfang Bao sat opposite Bei Lin, "Yes, it's still red bean sweet soup." Add more sugar. ”

The shopkeeper laughed in response, "Wait a minute, I'll bring it to you." As he spoke, he took away the soup cans and spoons that Wan Wan had used, and wiped the table again.

Dongfang Bao smiled: "I just said that these two melons will not suddenly open their minds, who brought him here?" ”

This was obviously a question to the shopkeeper, who smashed a piece of rock candy and replied, "It's a woman who knows how to eat." No, it was because these two adults knocked on the door that I opened the shop in advance. ”

Dongfang Bao thought about it, there are no women who know how to eat in Tianmen, but there are a lot of things that can be eaten.

He kicked Behring on the other side and asked, "Which lady is it?" ”

The dazedness on Behring's face faded, and quickly changed to excitement, "Just, just, let's always catch adults." ”

Dongfang Bao was stunned for a moment, and saw that Beilin's expression became even more excited. He raised his leg and kicked it over again, "It's not out of luck, talk well." ”

Dongfang Bao is also worried. The first time he was a newcomer, he brought a stupid melon, and the second time he deliberately grabbed a word reading and transcription of the most top-notch one, but he didn't expect this to be a stupid melon.

Behring took a deep breath, and then used this breath to explain the matter in detail.

After Dongfang Bao listened, he pointed to the booklet on the table, "Class D? ”

Behring nodded, "D." ”

Category D is the kind that needs to be reported as soon as possible, but does not need to be kept secret. So Dongfang Bao picked it up and looked at it, and his face was immediately full of interest when he saw it.

He closed the booklet and handed it back to Behring. Then he patted him on the shoulder and said, "You don't have to stand on the street for a task like yours now. You just look for a shop like this that has a good view, is warm and has food. And people only have a pair of eyes, and they can see limitedly. But a pair of human ears can hear many, many words. ”

Bei Lin said: "Brother Dongfang is saying that a lot of news can be heard in places like this. But seeing is believing, and what is heard is not counted. ”

"Dead Eyes!" Dongfang Bao raised his hand, patted the back of Beilin's head, and said, "The news I hear can often help you find the real clues. ”

Dongfang Bao was tired again. At this moment, the shopkeeper had already brought over the red bean soup with rock sugar crumble, and Dongfang Bao waved his hand and said, "Please simmer for a while, and I'll drink it again when I come back." ”

After saying that, he was on tiptoe, and swept out of the shop like a milk swallow through the forest.

Dongfang Bao's light skills are very good, and his skills in concealing news are even better. He used these two excellent kung fu skills to successfully sneak into the eldest princess's mansion. Soon he found out where the county lord of Xianghe was.

The county lord of Xianghe had already slept with soothing soup. But there are still a few mothers-in-law whispering in the courtyard. What they were saying was far more appealing than what Behring had transcribed.