Today, Wen Zhongguan and Qian Hong's interest is particularly high.

Hong Fan guessed that it was about the matter of the recall of the state department that they had in mind that had taken a turn for the better.

For him, too, it's a good thing.

Just like the provincial capital in the previous life, Xijing gathered the martial arts resources of the entire Liangzhou.

If Wen Qian and the others can return to the state department, Hong Fan will have more connections to use in the future.

After tasting Busheng's calligraphy and chalcedony, the time just came to noon.

Wen Zhongguan asked the people below to prepare a table of wine and food, and pulled Hong Fan to drink happily.

When he had emptied three flasks, he also let two of his disciples sit at the table.

The breeze swayed the greenery in the atrium.

The afternoon sun was fierce and warm, and the floor tiles were hot.

Wen Zhongguan ripped off his collar and kicked his boots away.

A martial artist who is drunk and does not fall through to the peak.

But Hong Fan knew he was indeed drunk.

"You're going to suffer with me."

Wen Zhongguan stood up, stepped on the chair, and said to Qian Hong and Zhu Jia.

He tilted his head and poured half a jug of wine into his throat at a time.

Then let out a tiger-like roar.

"Soon, we will be able to kill back to Xijing!"

As soon as the words came out, the red color on Wen Zhongguan's face spread all the way to the collarbone, like a steamed prawn.

Then came the more and more unbridled shouting.

"In the future, there will be a time when Gu Junyou is uncomfortable......"

Hong Fan couldn't help but sigh.

But no one cares about him anymore.

"It's not just going back."

Qian Hong slapped the table with his right hand.

"Zhuang Gong promised, it is to be promoted back to the state department."

After he finished speaking, he clapped his hands again, heavier.

Zhu Jingfu and Jia Ziyong hooked their shoulders and muttered about the Qionglou by the Xijingyao River and the girl upstairs.

There were five people at the table, and only Hong Fan sat upright, pouring himself a drink, while watching them wander.

After the ghost cried wolf, the hall fell silent.

Zhu Jia and the others lay on the table and took a nap.

Qian Hong leaned his head back on the circle chair and looked at the green leaves in the atrium.

Wen Zhongguan carried a wine jug, circled barefoot on the stone bricks, and hummed an unknown tune.

"I didn't wear my head or head, and I still dragged felt shoes on June days;

The old sheep's fur jacket is facing outward, not to mention that it is ugly and difficult to bear......"

The incomplete tune of the pentatonic tone penetrated into Hong Fan's ears without a match, and it was not pleasant to the ear.

But his whole person was extraordinarily relaxed and listened attentively.

After a while, Wen Zhongguan and Qian Hong also found a comfortable position and fell asleep.

Hong Fan got up and went to the stable.

On the way back, he lowered his head and believed in the reins, his back was itchy from the sun, and he suddenly realized that something was true.

The twenty-seventh year of Zhenghe and the winter of this year have really passed.

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On the same day, a quarter of an hour later.

Throwing the red flag to Tang Da, Hong Fan went back to Asahi Courtyard and took a nap.

At the beginning of the day (five o'clock in the evening), I asked for virtue to come to the door, saying that there was an invitation from Xiongguang Temple.

Hong Beom immediately went.

Entering the side compartment, not only Hong Jian and several other high-ranking members of the Hong family were there, but there were also three dusty men sitting in the hall.

But it was Hong Lie, Sun Li, and Kong Hai.

Half a month ago, they were sent to Xijing, and they just returned today.

Seeing Hong Fan come in, all three of them got up to salute.

"Ah Lie, let's talk about the situation in detail."

Seeing Hong Fan sitting still, Hong Li spoke.

Hong Lie bowed his head and began to speak.

"Li Chengwang and Uncle Pan are both based in Xijing, and the two are very familiar."

"Li Chengwang's gambling loss of 10,000 taels of silver was spread at the end of last year, and Uncle Pan also knew about it."

"But there's something strange about it."

"According to Uncle Pan, Li Chengwang has always been cautious and cautious, and he has never had the habit of gambling before."

"It was around June and July last year that he suddenly started going to the gambling house, basically once every three or four days."

"If you want to play big, you can only play in the gambling house."

"But where Li Chengwang lost money, there are different opinions."

"Some say it's one or three squares, some say it's an outbreak house, and some say it's a water-chasing building."

"But we ran all over these places, but found that Li Chengwang didn't lose much in each family."

"So the three of us think that the bet should be concocted."

He said and gestured to Kong Hai with his eyes.

The latter took out a stack of papers, which detailed the search process of the three men—including when they went to which gambling house, who they found, how they got each other to speak, and what they said.

After carefully comparing and reading the room, several people in the room already knew it.

"Okay, it's been a hard trip."

Hong Li said with a smile.

"These days, my good grandson has been crying for his father and tugging at my beard."

"You all have families and rooms, hurry up and go back to rest."

"The Hui clan will reward you according to the second-class foreign affairs."

A trip to the second class for foreign affairs is at least a subsidy of more than ten taels per person, which immediately made Hong Lie and them smile.

The trio saluted and left.

As soon as the door was closed, everyone's bright faces turned gloomy like a book.

"It seems that the probability of the Li family conspiring with the Heaven Turning Society is very high."

Hong Fan was the first to say.

"How can this be justified, how can this be justified?!"

Hong Li's face was full of anger.

"How dare they, how could they?"

Until he read Hong Lie's interview materials, he couldn't believe that the Jinhai Li clan would be complicit with the snake people.

After all, in the two generations of the Li family, only he knew personally, and more than ten people died at the hands of the snake people.

"It's nothing more than the desire for profit."

Hong Wu sneered.

"According to what Master Wen said, the Heaven Turning Society has inherited the small half of the essence of the Xiao family's heyday, and the gold and silver treasures in our hands are probably more than the grain stored in our granary."

"The top-level martial arts and divine weapons that are out of reach in the cold door, they must have everything."

"With these things, I'm afraid it's not difficult to impress a congenital."

The crowd was silent for a moment.

Hong Li's fists tightened several times, but it was still a little difficult to accept.

"But Li Heming has been on the list of pride!"

He couldn't help but recall the scene twenty-five years ago, when the Zhangwu Academy released the list on Anning Street.

The streets are full of people jumping and shouting regardless of their surnames, and the sound is like the mountains and the sea overturning......

"yes."

Hong Fan interjected.

"Maybe it's because he's been on the top of the sky......"

There was a long silence.

After a while, Hong Wu cleared his throat.

"It's a matter of Jinhae's safety, and it must not be ignored."

He looked at his brother and asked solemnly.

"Do you want to report it to the Castle Guard Mansion and the Palm Martial Arts Academy immediately?"

Hong Jian shook his head.

"The possible threat of the Heaven Turning Society and the snake people, I have already communicated with them."

"But it's not time for the Li family to do this yet."

"That's not enough evidence at all."

He said.

Hong Fan also agreed.

For Zheng Zhun, Gongsun Shi and others, it is one thing to guard against the Heaven Turning Society and other races, and it is another thing to target one of the three families of Jinhai.

From the point of view of speculating on suspicion, there are already many signs.

the ongoing sale of family property;

the hard work of the first battle of Hongduo Mountain;

Father and child died in battle, obviously able to take revenge with his own hands, but Li Heming vomited blood and said that he was sick......

However, in the end, this is all speculation.

(End of chapter)