The second prince and Jiang Qinghe obviously hid some secrets, and Mu Yirong couldn't help but point it out directly.

The second prince didn't expect Mu Yirong to be so straightforward, and he was slightly stunned, but then immediately straightened his waist: "This prince can swear that those two vases are definitely not stolen by the king, otherwise this prince will be kicked out of the capital by his father." ”

The second prince's oath is a bit serious, which shows that he may really have nothing to do with the theft. It's just that this doesn't make Mu Yirong completely and completely believe in the second prince.

The second prince who followed behind Mu Yirong saw them walking through the narrow alleys in the West Market towards a more hidden and dim place, and couldn't help frowning, and asked Mu Yirong: "What are you doing when you bring this prince to this kind of ghost place?"

At the end of the narrow alley, a large amount of debris was piled up in tatters, giving off the smell of rotten stray dog corpses.

The second prince immediately covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, and couldn't help but stop when he saw that the thick soles of his boots pinched with gold thread and gems were stained with mud.

Ruicao passed past the second prince, and when he walked to Mu Yirong's side, he turned his head and said to the second prince with a sad face: "If you are afraid of being dirty or tired, go back first." ”

The second prince didn't fully believe Mu Yirong and Ruicao, and was afraid that they would not do their best to handle the case, so they would keep following them.

"This prince is not afraid of being dirty or tired, but he is just ...... Just want to know, where are you going?"

Mu Yirong, who stopped, stretched out his hand and pointed to a narrow doorway in front of him formed by the accumulation of debris blocking the street: "It's here, it's in front." ”

The second prince stood still and did not move: "What is the place in there?"

"Just go in and find out. ”

After Mu Yirong finished speaking, he strode towards the small doorway formed by the accumulation of debris, and when he passed through the door, the debris on both sides also slid downward, like a mudslide after a rainstorm, making a "clanging" sound, which shocked the second prince.

The second prince, who was hard-headed, dodged the debris that slipped down on both sides, and at the same time covered his head and quickly drilled into the doorway where the debris was piled up, for fear that he would be drowned and buried below by these debris that exuded an unfriendly smell.

The second prince secretly swore that he would never set foot in this ghost place again in the future, otherwise he would be buried below by these debris and become a salted fish.

The second prince with a bitter and hateful face, his arms were always protected above his head, and his fat sleeves were like two pig ears, constantly slapping his face.

While cursing in his heart, he followed closely behind Mu Yirong, and he didn't know how long he walked, but suddenly bumped into Mu Yirong who stopped, and almost hit his head.

"Why did you stop suddenly, and I didn't know what the prince said. ”

The second prince lowered his arms angrily, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and the golden light suddenly crashed into his eyes, but it was not from the sun.

The fresh aroma of fruit and the greasy aroma of roast chicken fought with each other, and together they broke into the nose of the second prince, and his eyes widened in disbelief at everything in front of him.

The shack supported by four coiled dragon pillars was decorated with golden brilliance, and the floor was covered with a heavy Persian carpet of the Western Regions, and all kinds of valuable utensils were piled up all around, shining brightly, like the palace of the gods.

In the middle of the shack where luxury and simplicity coexisted, there was a huge golden chair, and an old man nestled on the soft goose down cushion of the golden chair, opened his mouth comfortably, and was eating the grapes handed by the slender jade hand of the woman kneeling on the ground next to him.

The four Kunlun slaves, like four iron towers, stood expressionlessly around the huge golden chairs, their sturdy and tall bodies brought people an extraordinary sense of oppression, and absolutely no one dared to go wild in front of them.

The second prince grew up in Shangjing, and he never knew that there would be such a staggering place in a garbage heap in Shangjing.

Mu Yirong took a step forward and bowed to the old man sitting on the golden chair: "Elder, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?"

The old man smiled and stood up from the golden chair, almost as tall as the golden chair behind him, with a gold-painted dog-beating stick in his hand, and a linen garment like a broken curtain, and a hemp rope tied around his waist, although very shabby, it was very clean.

Although the old man was short, his voice was like a bell: "Mu Shilang, what kind of advice do you have when you ascend to the lowly land?"

"The elder is polite, the official is here to ask the elder to help find someone. ”

"In this upper capital, are there any people who can't be found by the officials of Dali Temple?"

In the whole world, the place where you have the information is not the government yamen, but the kilns and beggars.

The short old man in front of him is the elder of the beggar gang in the upper capital, and no one knows his real name and origin, so they all call him an elder.

The beggars who walked the streets brought back a lot of news to the elders, and the elders sold them to those who wanted them.

And this golden shack was not built by the elders alone, but was the result of the joint efforts of several generations of elders in the upper capital.

If you covet the wealth here and have evil thoughts, I'm afraid you have to ask the elders if they agree with the dog-beating stick.

Every generation of elders in the capital has worked hard, and so is the one in front of him!

Before Mu Yirong became a waiter in Dali Temple, he had met elders in the streets and alleys.

At that time, the elder was not an elder of the beggar gang, but an old man who came to the capital from other places to look for his daughter.

It was Mu Yirong who carried him on his back and sent him to the hospital for diagnosis and treatment, saving a life.

After that, Mu Yirong didn't know what the elder had experienced, why did he become an elder of the beggar gang in Shangjingcheng?

When the two were drinking, he once asked the elder about his past, but the elder only told Mu Yirong that his daughter's name was "Run'e" and she was as beautiful as a fairy. And the reason why the elder stayed in Shangjing City and became the leader of the beggar gang was that he hoped to use the power of the beggar gang to find his missing daughter.

Sadly, to this day, the Elder has helped many people recover what they had lost or who they had lost, but his own daughter has not been heard of at all.

"Mu Shilang, the old man owes you a favor, and if you ask the old man for help, the old man will naturally not refuse. It's just that the rivers and lakes have rules in the rivers and lakes, and the old man can't break the rules, and help you in vain. ”

When the second prince heard the elder say this, he immediately spoke: "Whatever you want, this prince can get it for you." ”

In the eyes of the second prince, the old man in front of him, who seemed to be standing in the pile of gold, was a greedy ghost.

However, the elder ignored him, spun the gold-painted dog beating stick in his hand in front of him, and hooked his finger at Mu Yirong with a smile: "Recently, my body has been a little unhappy, you have made a few moves with the old man, if you win the old man, the old man will arrest the person you are looking for in front of you." ”