Feeling Li Feibai's concern, Xu Qianqian's heart warmed, and she smiled softly: "Childe, don't worry, I will protect myself, and when you succeed, I will naturally retreat." ”

Alas!

Li Feibai sighed secretly in his heart, he knew Xu Qianqian's character best, he had entered the Drunken Red Mansion without concealing himself many years ago, and now if he forcibly ordered her to leave, I am afraid it would be useless.

"Remember, no matter what, your safety is the most important thing!"

With tears in her eyes, Xu Qianqian nodded heavily in agreement. At least she knew that Li Feibai cared about her, and that was enough.

"By the way, you said that Qian Shaocheng killed an old beggar at the gate of the Drunken Red Mansion a few days ago?"

"Yes, I saw it at the window." Xu Qianqian replied.

"Can you find the body now?"

"It is estimated that it is difficult, Qian Liangye spent a lot of money to suppress this matter, I am afraid that the corpse has been destroyed now."

If you can't find the body, it will be difficult to pull Qian Liangye off the horse.

"Childe, do you want to investigate?"

"When it happens tomorrow, I'll start checking again, but don't force it, I'll ask the old party to help too." Li Feibai replied.

"Understood."

This Qian Liangye is not small, his son killed people in front of the eyes of everyone in the Imperial City of Patriotic Defense, can he be suppressed? Li Feibai said secretly in his heart.

Leaving the room, he and Lin Tianchong came to the lobby on the first floor, where the old bustard was still with a sad face.

Seeing the two of them coming down, she was relieved, stepped forward and said, "Master, just let Qianqian go, I'm drunk with the girl in the Red Mansion, you can pick it up in the future, okay?" ”

Li Feibai naturally knew that she didn't really care about Qianqian, but was afraid that she would smash her golden signboard.

With an evil smile, Li Feibai looked arrogant and domineering, and said, "Then it depends on your performance." ”

Throwing down these words, he and Lin Tianchong turned around and left, leaving only the old bustard in a daze.

Yingfu!

People are in good spirits at happy events, and in two days, Ying Zhengqi will go to Dali Temple to take up his post.

Although Dali Siqing and the criminal department are both positive and third-grade, their power is not the same.

The squire of the Criminal Department is just an assistant to the Shangshu of the Criminal Department, and everything has to be relied upon, while Dali Siqing controls a department alone, and the two are very different.

The family gathers around a round table for dinner.

During this period, Ying Jianxian said: "Father, there is an autumn competition tomorrow, and the child wants to go out." ”

Ying Zhengqi naturally knew that this son's only hobby was fighting crickets, after all, it was not a vice, so he usually didn't stop it.

"Where?" Ying Zhengqi asked lightly.

"In ...... In the drunken Red Mansion. Ying Jianxian didn't dare to hide anything.

"Drunken Red Mansion, brothel?" Ying Zhengqi put down his chopsticks and stared at him with both eyes.

"Yes, father." Ying Jianxian bowed his head.

"Don't go!" Ying Zhengqi coldly replied with three words.

Hearing this, Ying Jianxian didn't dare to refute, but anxiety and dissatisfaction suddenly appeared on his face.

"What? The son went to fight crickets, and he didn't go out to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, why couldn't he do it? ”

At this time, Ying Zhengqi's wife Yan Xiao drew a speech.

"Oh madam, I'm going to go to Dali Temple in two days, in case he goes to that building and makes some noise, it's over."

Ying Zhengqi didn't dare to be too tough on this lady, after all, she was the niece of the Ministry of Works.

"What can you do? Our family doesn't drink flower wine, and we don't look for girls, what can I do for you, you say. "Yan Xiaohua is aggressive.

"That being said, I'm afraid he'll lose his mind."

"Plaything? You see Xian, who is locked up at home by you all day long, and is stupid in reading, and has no friends with the children of the powerful, you look at those wealthy families in the imperial city, which of their children does not swim in the lake and admire the moon all day long, and recite poems against them. If this continues, Jianxian will not lose his mind first, but lose his mind first. Yan Xiaohua was in a mess, and he was speechless.

"There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book, study hard, and you will have anything you want in the future." Helpless, Ying Zhengqi could only say so.

"Don't talk so much about uselessness." Yan Xiaohua also put down his chopsticks, and said angrily at Ying Zhengqi: "I am in charge of this matter, and I will let my son fight crickets tomorrow." ”

Hearing this, Ying Xian was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, mother!" ”

Yan Xiaohua touched his head dotingly.

"Hmph, don't be too happy, you have to promise me a few things, otherwise you don't want to go out." Ying Zhengqi had no choice but to retreat.

"Father, please speak!"

"First, don't drink half a drop of wine, second, don't look for a girl in the drunken Red Mansion, and third, don't argue with others."

"All the children agreed!" It should be seen that the virtuous is full of promises.

"Tomorrow, I will ask Lao Zhou to bring a few guards to watch you, in short, you are not allowed to make trouble." should be explained again and again.

can go out to fight crickets, even if Ying Jianxian is locked up for a few days, he is willing to be watched, he agrees to come down.

The next evening, the drunken red mansion was lit up with lights, and the gongs and drums were noisy.

The autumn feast, this carnival belonging to some people in Jinglin, has finally arrived.

The children of various families, powerful and wealthy families, all came to the lobby of the drunken red mansion early and occupied a favorable position, in case they missed this annual feast.

In the defense of the country, fighting crickets is no longer a gambling means for a few people, it has become an important means for the children of the vast number of wealthy families to interact with each other and compare with each other like fishing, raising birds, and planting flowers, and it can be called the "cricket culture" with patriotic characteristics. ”

The crowd was crowded, and all the thugs of the drunken Red Mansion were dispatched, and they could not maintain order, so Shen Tianhe, the city lord of Jinglin, specially sent the city government soldiers to protect the safety of this group of little ancestors.

If something happens during this period, he is more or less responsible.

"Don't squeeze, stand in your place, whoever squeezes forward, go out." The city guards shouted at the top of their voices.

But this group of magnates, who put them in their eyes, still leaned forward vigorously.

Li Feibai and Lin Tianchong, dressed up in simple disguises, also mixed in the crowd.

On the high wall of the lobby, there are 64 people in total, and the highest odds are naturally Qian Shaocheng.

1 out of 10!

He has a good reputation, and everyone knows that he is aggressive and cricket, although he is domineering, he does have a lot of research on this matter, and he has also been recognized by the children of wealthy families.

Compared with Qian Shaocheng, Ying Jianxian is very ordinary, and his odds are only one to one. This is also the reason why he has not had much social interaction at home for many years, and his reputation has not grown.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is still half an hour before the start of the Qiuxing Competition, and it will be too late to bet." An old man who looked like a bookkeeper, with a folding fan in his hand, sat under the high wall, and shouted at a betting table in front of him.

For a moment, the crowd swarmed forward.

"I'll buy a young master, one hundred taels."

"I'll buy Young Master Zhou, three hundred taels."