Chapter 102: Qingping Painting Workshop
The military department of Shangshufu.
"Say it! What the hell is going on?! ”
Lu Qingshu had a calm face, looked at Ah Er, who looked nervous, and asked sharply.
"Young Master, our people just sent back the news, saying that the people who were monitoring Las Vegas by the Five Elements Division have all been withdrawn, and I heard that the Lord of Yong'an County has been to the Five Elements Division, so it seems that he doesn't plan to pursue it."
Ah Er explained with a bitter face.
"What?!"
Listening to Ah Er's words, Lu Qingshu couldn't help frowning, his face full of unwillingness.
"Young Master, it's true, it seems that the Five Elements Division is not going to take care of it this time, and it seems that your plan is going to be ruined."
Ah Er sighed and said helplessly.
"These wastes of the Five Elements Division, I knew that they were so useless, I shouldn't have revealed the news to them in the first place, and I didn't let them interfere! It's better for Young Master Ben to take matters into his own hands and lead someone to kill that kid! ”
"Inform the person who did it, let him leave the city immediately, and don't come back in this life!"
Lu Qingshu gritted his teeth and said depressedly.
"Yes!"
"Young Master... One more thing..."
Ah Er respectfully agreed, and then said with some hesitation.
"What else?!"
Lu Qingshu glared at Ah Er and asked in a deep voice.
"Young master, if I say it, don't be angry..."
"Although the people of the Five Elements Division have withdrawn, but our people are still there, according to the eyeliner report, His Royal Highness Taiqing went to find the Marquis of Liyang today, and it has been agreed that tomorrow afternoon, there will be a private meeting in the Qingping Painting Workshop."
Ah Er hesitated for a moment and said slowly.
"What did you say?!"
Hearing Ah Er's answer, Lu Qingshu completely exploded, and stood up directly, his face was instantly filled with anger, and his teeth squeaked, as if he was going to eat people.
"Young master, according to the small point of view, forget it, Liyang Hou is now a celebrity in the capital, even His Majesty admires it very much, and he has become friends with King Lin, and it is reasonable to be favored by Taiqing."
"It's not a shame to lose to him."
Ah Er sighed and comforted softly.
"You fart!"
But after listening to Ah Er's words, Lu Qingshu became more and more angry, and directly kicked Ah Er, so angry that the muscles on his face couldn't help but tremble.
"Young master, I'm not wrong, Liyanghou and Taiqing are so good now that they are almost wearing a pair of pants, who knows if they have done something unseemly in private..."
"Shut up! One more thing, Lao Tzu will kill you! ”
Ah Er fell to the ground, covered his stomach and said with a sad face, but before he finished speaking, Lu Qingshu picked up the lampstand on the table, pointed at Ah Er's head, and said fiercely, his eyes were red.
Ah Er shrunk his neck, covering his head and not daring to say more.
"Good! All right! Very good! ”
"Steal the limelight, right?! Then I'll kill you! ”
"Mobilize manpower and go to Qingping Painting Workshop with Young Master Ben tomorrow! I'm going to kill Liyang Hou with my own hands! ”
The angry Lu Qingshu trembled as he squeezed out two sentences from between his teeth, his red eyes full of anger.
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Next.
Afternoon.
Lu Qingshu took Ah Er quietly out of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War, secretly met the thugs hidden in the secret, and went straight to the Qingping Painting Workshop.
And half an hour later, Li Jingyao also went to the first floor of the world to pick up Li Wuji, rode in the same carriage, and went to Qingping Painting Workshop together.
Qingping Painting Workshop, located in the southwest of the capital, built near the lake, has a unique scenery, has been famous in the capital for a long time, and is a gathering place for literati and artists.
Because of the unique scenery, the literati who are quite accomplished in the paintings like to come here, taste wine and paint, chant poems against each other, and have beauties to accompany them.
This is not an art museum, but the women in the workshop are all talented and beautiful, many people do not come only for painting, many literati and ink writers are proud of their high spirits, and do not want to enter and leave the Qinglou Art Museum, so they will come here to vassal elegance, in fact, most of them are here for beauty.
As a carriage stopped behind the side door, Lu Qingshu knocked on the door with Ah Er, and then took out a bag of silver and threw it to the person who opened the door.
The man who opened the door quickly took it, saluted happily, and walked away quickly with a package on his back, slipping away directly in the direction of leaving the city.
Lu Qingshu covered his face, quietly entered the studio, and entered the box that had been booked a long time ago.
Ah Er guarded the back door, put a dozen masked thugs into the side door, and then transferred out of the carriage and closed the gate.
Everything was arranged without leaving a trace, as if nothing had happened.
In the workshop, you can sometimes hear the sound of some poems against each other, as well as the intermittent sound of the piano.
Lu Qingshu kept pacing in the box, looking a little nervous, and the incense burner in the corner was slowly emitting a white smoke with a faint aroma, smelling exciting.
He had already inquired clearly, the box booked by Liyanghou was next door to him, and as long as Liyanghou arrived, he would know immediately.
And the thugs he brought were already lurking in the box next to him, commanded by Ah Er himself, waiting for the opportunity to move.
There was no one in the box except himself, no beauties to accompany him, no piano sound, only his own footsteps kept echoing in his ears.
As the time approached, his heart began to become more and more nervous, and he had secretly sworn that he would kill Liyang Hou today, even in front of Taiqing, he was confident that he would be able to persuade Taiqing and understand his good intentions.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"What to do?! Didn't I let you hide it?! ”
Lu Qingshu frowned, scolded in a low voice, and walked quickly to the door and opened the door.
But then Lu Qingshu was stunned at the door, because it was not Ah Er who knocked on the door, but a middle-aged man with a short beard.
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
Between the four eyes, both of them showed a look of surprise and asked in unison.
"Young Master Ben asked you first!"
"Who are you looking for?! This place has been set by Young Master Ben! Let's go to another private room! ”
Lu Qingshu frowned, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand to close the door.
"How come I've never seen you?!"
"How did you know the contact code?!"
The middle-aged man pressed against the door, looked at Lu Qingshu coldly and asked, the doubts on his face became more and more obvious.
"What are you talking about?!"
"Young Master Ben is very busy, I don't have time to play dumb riddles with you! Get out of here! ”
Lu Qingshu looked at the middle-aged man impatiently, and increased his strength as he spoke, trying to close the door with all his might.
Time is running out and he can't be found!
But at the moment when he slammed his force, he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, staggered a little, and held his forehead in confusion.
Immediately afterwards, a whirling sensation came, which made him sway and almost fall down, and his whole body was suddenly swept by an irrepressible heat, his cheeks became extremely red, and a small umbrella couldn't help but stand up.
Looking at Lu Qingshu's inexplicable appearance, the middle-aged man frowned, hesitated into the box, and looked Lu Qingshu up and down with a blank expression.
"You..."
Lu Qingshu stretched out a hand and pointed at the middle-aged man who broke into the box, and before he could say a complete sentence, he had already fallen to the ground.
Looking at Lu Qingshu, who suddenly fainted, the middle-aged man was even more confused, and just wanted to step forward to check, when he suddenly heard a slight footstep behind him, so he hurriedly turned his head to look.
But before he could fully turn around and see the appearance of the comer, he received a heavy blow to the neck, and his eyes went black, and he collapsed to the ground.
In a moment, two strangers who met inexplicably fell together.
Immediately afterwards, a sturdy figure outside the door covered his mouth and nose with a thick cloth flashed into the room, stripped off the clothes of the two, and then stood at the door and stopped for a long time, then walked quickly to the corner, picked up the incense burner that had been burning for a long time, and left the box quickly.
Soon, after holding the incense burner for a few tosses, the man left from the side door, threw the incense burner directly into the lake, and then slowly uncovered the thick cloth covering his face, and quickly left the Qingping Painting Workshop.
This person is none other than Dillon!
After a long time, as a carriage slowly stopped at the main entrance of the Qingping Painting Workshop, Li Wuji and Li Jingyao in disguise walked out of the carriage one after another, walked into the painting studio with a smile and a smile, and went straight to the pre-booked box.
The shopkeeper of the workshop knew that it was Liyanghou who came, so he hurriedly greeted him, and he was escorted by the right and side, with a flattering smile...