Compared with the two, although Wu Guo's appearance is a little miserable, his kung fu is far better than his opponent.

On the other hand, this Lord Wumeng is barely a little interesting in his dress, and the rest of the people are not like businessmen at all, regardless of their eyes, momentum, and habits, and they can smell the fierce flames that are separated by a mile.

A military general, or a civil official who knows martial arts, will not have fewer lives under his hands, otherwise he will never be able to temper this evil spirit.

Wei Shu quickly came to the above conclusion.

At this time, these two Xibei goods were pushing their own cups to change the lamp, drinking extremely heroically, seeing that they were deeply involved in the play, Wei Shu naturally couldn't lose the formation, deliberately held the sword with one hand, and raised his chin a few points, but thought in his heart:

Tonight's game, it's probably hard to be good, this Wumeng is not small at a glance, but I don't know who the master behind him will be? Bullus? The crown prince of the Kingdom of Jin? Mang Tai or ...... Heights?

When the word "villa" floated, Wei Shu subconsciously stroked the jade pendant under the hilt of the sword, and the ice-like touch penetrated into her heart from her fingertips, causing her to turn from that breathless distraction.

No, it shouldn't be a mountain villa. Wei Shu thought.

The skills of the two guards were not qualified, and the people around them who were coming from the surrounding area were all martial artists similar to them, and there was no master in them, which made Wei Shu's heart feel a little calmer.

Except for the villa, the remaining three parties are possible. Although Bulusch and the crown prince of Jin Guo are both from the Fulun family, their surnames are the same, and they may not be the same heart; Mangtai and the villa seem to work well together, but who in this world doesn't have some secrets?

Wei Shu pressed the sword with one hand, and the wrist of the other hand turned slightly.

Alain's robe was too big for her, so she folded up the middle of her sleeves and wrapped several layers of black cloth tightly, as did the cuffs. There was a thin pocket on the inside of the narrow sleeves, which originally contained Alain's own money—two silver bills of five hundred taels each.

Now, this silver ticket has been transferred to the eldest lady Giller as a deposit for smugglers and slaves by Wei Shu, and if it weren't for this, Giller would not have taken the bait so easily.

This eldest lady is anxious to use the money, and her heart is greedy, and with this thousand taels of silver tickets as the foundation, she has already believed in this "deal" ten percent, and now she is trying to buy "goods" in order to make a big profit.

Wei Shu saw the ambition of the eldest lady Giller, so he took the risk of sneaking into Zuo Shuai's mansion and hooked up with Gude.

Rivalry and conspiration to win the title, who will help you just by talking about it? The situation of the Nadan family may not be as good as that of a big family like the Fulun clan, but there are also many old people. Giller's was eager to win people's hearts, but now that there is no flower to help, she is even more anxious, and when she sees the benefits in front of her, she will not care if there is a pit under her feet.

This is the agreement between Wei Shu and Gude.

She helped Goode get rid of Giller's mother and son, and Goode opened the net and let her escape.

Naturally, in a place that Gude didn't know, there was another group of Song spies who were thoughtful, and everything that should have been done with the Giller clan and setting up a bureau was also completed with the help of Song Spy.

The only trouble is that this game is very expensive.

Giller's appetite is very big, and the silver money that Wei Shu scavenged from the Hundred Flowers Courtyard is now very small, and the ten thousand taels of treasure money that Hua Zhen has privately hidden, Wei Shu can only look at, not use.

Changing treasure money requires not only a charge, but also a password, and these two alone blocked Wei Shu's way. This thing is equivalent to waste paper in her hands, and she has never discarded it, but she feels that one day, waste paper will also come in handy.

Now, here's your chance.

There was a slight grinding sound of the paper in the sleeve pocket, and the corners of Wei Shu's mouth curved.

In the hands of her, a fugitive, the treasure money is a piece of waste paper and useless, however, if this thing falls into the hands of a powerful person, it is an important clue that can be traced back to the source, and even the "Qingqing Festival Murder Case" will turn in another direction because of the appearance of this treasure banknote.

"Bring one or two tokens that can be found in Huazhen", this is the request made by Wu Guo in the secret letter, and the first thing Wei Shu thought of after reading the letter was the treasure banknote.

There is nothing more in line with the two items of "tossing and turning" and "token" than this. It was under this premise that she vaguely deduced that Wumeng and his party were related to the rivalry between the left and right commanders, but she didn't know what "good goods" Wumeng wanted to buy from Wu Guo.

In any case, Wu Guo deliberately chose to let her "repay her debts" tonight, which must have a deep meaning.

Wei Shu let go of the hilt of the sword, raised her head with her hands high, her waist straightened, and her eyes swept over the several people in front of the wine table, and then swept away towards the piano platform.

Behind the openwork mandarin duck and Dilian's fan, the trick Meng Chun'er was still stroking the piano with low eyebrows, and the sound of the piano was tactful, as if she was leaving someone to tell her bowels.

Wei Shu looked at it for a while, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times unconsciously, but fortunately, there was a curtain to cover her face, but no one could see it, and she quickly withdrew her gaze.

It's just that, I haven't moved my hands and feet for some days, and tonight I happen to be free, so I'll play a game with you juniors to relieve the spring sleep.

Now that this literary drama is coming to an end, Quan Wuxing is about to appear on the stage, and it is precisely because of this that Wei Shu will ridicule Ah Yin in the Xinli language he has learned, and put on a high-minded appearance, mixing the arrogance of Sun Dashou and the gloom of Alain, and doing his best to perform this play well.

Thinking like this, a faint smile appeared on Wei Shu's face again.

The cups and plates on the table are messy, Wumeng and Wu Guo are already drunk and hot, you say "hero" and I say "hero", and they praise each other endlessly, and they are like long-lost siblings.

This is a wine talk on the surface, but under the wine table, Wu Guo and Wumeng have already stretched out a sleeve each, and the bottom of the sleeve is agitating, but it is the two of them who talk about the price in the sleeve.

This is the practice of the underworld in the rivers and lakes, as the so-called "Qian Kun in the sleeve", it is to bargain with a special gesture in the sleeve, Wei Shu will also, but he is not so proficient, but Wu Guo and Wumeng are both proficient, as if the two of them really came to talk about an underworld deal.

"Okay, Brother Wu is refreshing!"

"Jiang Dashou is a happy person!"

Suddenly, the two voices sounded at the same time, and the two people at the table laughed at the same time, obviously the price was decided, and the sleeves under the wine table were also separated, Wumeng and Jiang Yang were all red, and the smell of wine was smoking, and the laughter made the pool outside the window also faint.

"Smack", Wumeng took out a few silver tickets and slapped them on the table, and said arrogantly: "Pay the money with one hand." ”

When he said this, his face was full of smiles, but his eyes were cold, and he held a bamboo whistle in his sleeve.

He had been delaying long enough, and his men were already waiting in ambush around at this time, just waiting for Jiang Yang to call out "first-hand delivery" and then take out the silver mine dry stock paperwork, he would immediately blow the bamboo whistle and close the net to arrest people.