After burying the bodies on both sides, he stood behind Zhang Yu and silently waited for Zhu Bai to speak.

Dozens of people, there was no sound at all, only the small sound of raindrops hitting the leaves.

Zhu Bai turned back to Zhang Yu and said, "Go to Hongxiang Building." Take care of yourselves, and don't freak out Xiang'er. ”

Zhang Yu: "Ah, is Your Highness going to listen to the music?" ”

It's not appropriate to listen to music at this time.

Shouldn't we hurry back to Yangzhou, close the door and beat the dogs, and search for them all over the city?

Fugui whispered, "Miss Xiang'er is still sick." ”

Zhu Bai smiled coldly: "No, this time, this king wants to get back the silver spent on them and the lives they owe us, all at once." ”

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At this time, it is already night, Hongxiang Building is brightly lit, people come and go, and it is very lively.

More than a dozen guests came to order incense and blow the beard.

The old bustard smiled: "Uncles, there is only one fragrant, whichever uncle offers the highest price, which uncle will feast his ears first." Bid from fifty taels. Xiang'er only played four tunes tonight. ”

"One hundred taels."

"One hundred and fifteen."

"Two hundred taels!"

"Four hundred!"

No one spoke up.

Four hundred taels of snowflake silver, only listening to one tune, it's really stupid and has a lot of money.

"Oh, this uncle is really knowledgeable, he can listen to the first song that my Xiang'er played tonight, and even the king of Xiang likes the beard that our Xiang'er blows." The old bustard saluted the man, and then said to the others, "Ladies and gentlemen, wait a moment." ”

Then the bustard led the guest up, sat down in the quietest room at the end of the corridor, and went down again.

After a while, there was the sound of clothes squirming, and Xiang'er came in from the side, standing on the screen and saluting: "What kind of music does the guest officer want to hear?" ”

The man said, "It doesn't matter what the tune is." Girl, just pick your new learning to play a song. If you blow it well, you can listen to just one. ”

Xiang'er sat down and began to blow.

The guest officer closed his eyes and tapped his fingertips lightly on the table.

After Xiang'er finished blowing one, she asked the guest officer: "I don't know if the guest officer is satisfied?" ”

The guest officer said, "It would be better if Miss Xiang'er could blow the important place again." ”

Xiang'er blew one of them again.

The guest officer stood up and arched his hand: "It's really a heavenly sound." Then he grinned and walked away.

When the old bustard saw that the guest had come down, he saluted the guest who had bid two hundred taels: "Uncle, the second piece is also excellent." Uncle, go up quickly. ”

The second guest went up again, and Xiang'er asked the same question.

The guest's answer was much the same as the one in front of him.

The same goes for the third guest.

When the fourth guest came up, he sat down and said, "Pick up your hand, and I will hear what is so good about the song of a hundred taels of silver." ”

Xiang'er glanced at the guest and blew a song without delay.

The guest muttered: "I don't think it's good, but it's a pity that I have a hundred taels of silver." ”

Xiang'er didn't say a word and bowed and left.

The first guest had already left Hongxiang Mansion and returned to a remote house in Yangzhou City.

There were four or five people waiting.

They said in the language of the Japanese people, "How? Any news? ”

The man replied, "Tomorrow, Hefei, out of the west gate." ”

The next morning, a salt merchant set off from the west gate of Yangzhou City, escorted 3,000 catties of salt, and headed for Hefei.

Soon after he went out, a few of his cotton cloth sellers also went out from the west gate.

When these men left the city, they separated a man and quietly followed the salt merchants, leaving marks along the way.

The rest of the men drove the car and followed the trail, but kept a mile away from the salt merchant's convoy.

Seeing that Yangzhou City gradually disappeared behind him, and when he entered the mountainous area, there were suddenly fewer pedestrians on the road.

One of the convoys of cotton cloth frowned and said, "It's strange how that guy didn't leave a mark so far away." The last mark was half a mile away. We can't go wrong. ”

The leader said, "Impossible. If there is a bend or a fork in the road, he will leave a corresponding mark, and it is not the first time he has come out to work. ”

The other pointed ahead: "What's that?" ”

The leader looked at it intently, wasn't it the accomplice they had sent out to follow the salt merchant?

The leader scolded: "Bastard! Why are you waiting for us here, you must have lost people. ”

They were in a hurry and hurried over.

The leader patted the man in the back and asked, "What's going on?" ”

The man did not answer.

The leader went around to the front and was so frightened that he took a few steps back.

The man's throat had been cut off, his chest was black with blood, and he had long since lost his breath.

His eyes widened, as if he had lost his breath before he could comprehend.

The most frightening thing was that a silver spear entered his jaw, and the entire head of the spear was not in his skull, revealing only the red tassels.

The wooden stick of the silver spear was dug deep into the earth, supporting the lifeless body to stand.

"It's a trap." The leader muttered, then screamed in horror, "This is a trap!" Come on! ”

He turned, and there was a fire all around him, followed by a loud thunderous bang.

After a while, there was no one standing.

On the second and third days, salt merchants went out of the city in different directions.

The leaders of the pirates who followed them were the second and third men who listened to the music that day.

After those would-be robbers left Yangzhou City, they did not come back.

Business in the "Red Fragrance Building" is still good, and some people come to bid every day to listen to Xiang'er blowing the beard, and those who are bidding are all here to listen to new songs.

The old bustard smiled: "Xiang'er is really a cash cow." ”

Tonight is particularly strange, although there are many customers in the store, no one has come to order incense.

The old bustard muttered in his heart, "What's the matter today?" ”

Zhu Bai came in slowly through the door.

The old bustard's heart jumped: Mother, when will this little king of Yama come to Yangzhou City again, why haven't I received any news.

She quickly calmed down, waved her hand and beckoned to Zhu Bai: "Oh, Your Highness, you can come back." We miss you. ”

Zhu Bai looked at her: "Really?" Xiang'er. Tell her to come down. ”

The old bustard turned around and called, "Xiang'er, come down quickly, Your Highness has come to see you." ”

There was no movement upstairs.

Zhu Bai looked at the old bustard with a smile.

The old bustard panicked for a while, and said, "Oh, this kid doesn't know what kind of sex he wants." Wait until the women of the people go up and call her down for Her Highness. ”

She turned to go upstairs.

Zhu Bai said, "No need. Wait until you escape through the window on the second floor, and this king will have to work hard to catch you. Why bother? ”

The old bustard laughed dryly: "What His Highness said, why can't the women understand?" ”

Zhu Bai said coldly: "Fornicating with the Japanese is a great crime, and the law should be punished." Come. ”

The guests who were sitting in the hall responded in unison: "Here!" ”

Only then did the old bustard realize that there were no other guests tonight, they were all Zhu Bai's people.

She turned to run, but with a sharp pain in her thigh, she threw herself down the stairs.

When she looked back, she saw a silver light leaving her and returning to the handsome young man beside Zhu Bai.

The blood flowed profusely from his leg.