"Five hundred taels ......" Mei Darling taunted and repeated the number that Feng Ruowu said, frowned, and after thinking carefully for a while, she also looked at Mu Yan and said, "I'm the same as Ruowu, and I'll be five hundred taels a month." *///*”

"Yes." Mu Yan nodded with satisfaction and looked at Zhou Yiruo and Lu Yu'er over there. "What about the two of you?" he asked. ”

The two shook their heads in unison, they didn't expect that Mu Yan and the others could even bet on this kind of thing, and the stakes were so big......

With Zhou Yiruo and Lu Yu'er's abstention, Leng Yan'er also said that he would not participate in this matter. But Leng Yan'er didn't care about money, but about Mu Yan. Mu Yan has always done things strangely, making people unable to figure out her thinking. The fact that she said such things now means that she already has plans to deal with that Han Bingning. As long as Mu Yan makes a move, Han Bingning may not be defeated by Mu Yan with a blow, this is all a matter of course. Mu Yan will not fight an unprepared battle, Leng Yan'er knows it very well in her heart. The five hundred taels of silver tickets, Leng Yan'er didn't want to send them to Mu Yan's hands so easily.

"That's good, Ruowu, darling. Five hundred taels for the two of you are waiting to be brought to me. Mu Yan raised his eyebrows at the two of them with a sneer, and said, "In half a month, I will let you see Han Bingning biting me like crazy." If you lose, you will each have a thousand taels, and I will offer them with both hands. ”

Mu Yan's generous gesture and confident expression made Feng Ruowu and Mei Darling smile at each other, looking forward to the conflict between Mu Yan and Han Bingning even more. After a few people gossiped, they began to talk about serious things. Mei Bao'er told Mu Yan all the news she had heard in the past few days, as well as the news she heard at Yiyun Gambling House and the Dart Bureau. According to these people's news, there seem to be some strange people near the capital recently. These people appeared about two or three days ago, and they have been scattering in and out of the capital, but they have not moved.

The beggars near the checkpoints in the capital were very impressed by these people, because they all carried weapons on them, and sometimes they were very generous. often goes in and out of the capital, in groups of three or five, but never once stayed in the capital for the night.

Mu Yan listened carefully to Mei Bao'er's words, and then carefully lowered his head and thought about it. Discussing with a few people the possibility that these people were brought by Yun Qingshan, Mu Yan instructed Mei Darling with a solemn face, asking her to continue to contact those eyeliners who had been arranged in various corners of the capital, and then immediately enter the palace to inform herself as soon as there was news.

Time flies, and soon it is dusk. Mu Yan left Meixianglou and returned to the palace with Feng Ruowu and a few people.

Picking up the two children who had been with Xia Yifeng for most of the day, Mu Yan hugged the two of them to his lap and was about to make them happy. But before the ass was hot, he heard someone calling his name outside the door.

Mu Yan listened to the familiar voice and was stunned. It's Zhu Jinzhong.

What is he doing here?

Mu Yan narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and then asked Leng Yan'er to go out and welcome Zhu Jinzhong in. Mu Yan sat on the soft couch, hugged a little ghost, looked at Zhu Jinzhong, who came to him with a nervous face, and asked in a low voice, "What happened?" ”

"Niangniang, as soon as you walked with your front foot just now, General Han found the emperor with your back foot. Now I'm in the imperial study, and I'm talking about Han Bingning with the emperor! ”

Zhu Jinzhong wiped the sweat on his face, and said to Mu Yan breathlessly. But Mu Yan still didn't understand what the point of his words was.

Isn't it normal for Han Shoulin to find Xia Yifeng to talk about Han Bingning? What is there to be worthy of him, a chief eunuch, panting from the imperial study to himself, to report to himself?

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