At three o'clock in the morning, Mo Shaoying still didn't get up, not because he couldn't sleep all night so that he was making up for sleep at this time, but deliberately used an excuse to avoid someone, and Gao Gonggong would secretly come to discuss the robbery of the prisoner at night, so he was even more determined to close the door during the day. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But what he didn't expect was that Ye Qianxue was even more excessive than him in this matter, if it wasn't for the girl who delivered the meal who had the heart to mention it, he wouldn't have known that Ye Qianxue had left Tianxing Village overnight and disappeared.

Of course, Mo Shaoying knew where she went, but what if she knew? Could it be that he went to Jingzhao Mansion with a shy face to beg her to come back? After hearing the sentence "What kind of identity are you" last night, even if he didn't have a temper, he would become a little angry.

Compared with Ye Qianxue's departure, Mo Shaoying cared more about the attitude of the owner of Liu Zhuang, and this old man did not come to ask Ye Qianxue's whereabouts, and he didn't even show his face, as if he was not worried that she would go to the informant.

This kind of one-term freedom and indifferent attitude made Mo Shaoying a little surprised and a little uneasy, isn't this the same as when Kong He agreed to his request before, what is the basis for this Tianxing Gang and how to support it? Do you really think that it is impossible for a court criminal who has been arrested by the sea to report it, or does it mean that no matter where the two of them go, this Tianxing Gang can know everything about it?

This sounded mysterious, but Mo Shaoying began to get bored, and suddenly felt that it was better for Ye Qianxue to stay by her side.

However, until the banquet ended in the evening, it was okay not to see her come back, and I never thought that the important informant Gao Gonggong also did not show up. It was only said that it was inconvenient to come in person, so he assigned a eunuch to pretend to be a tourist to come to Tianxingzhuang for a secret meeting.

And the little eunuch was also arrogant when he looked at Mo Shaoying, and after handing over a pink letter to Mo Shaoying, he left in a hurry, and when he left, his disdainful little eyes seemed to say: "This place is vulgar, and this little father-in-law doesn't want to stay longer for a moment!"

Mo Shaoying smiled, naturally he didn't know anything generally, and when he returned to his house, he casually unfolded the pink book, and immediately a fragrance of seasonal flowers came to his face.

Mo Shaoying shook her head, maliciously speculating on Grandpa Gao's special hobbies, and at the same time took a closer look at the letterhead: "At three o'clock on the night of October 26, the West Mayor Chang'an Inn is looking for Boss Zheng, and he doesn't have to be early and must not be late. ”

These few words seem to have no beginning or end, and the letter did not mention half a word of Gao Gonggong, but the arrogant attitude between the lines is quite obvious, Mo Shaoying couldn't help but think: "Just a few words sent me away, and I am really a high-powered, cherishing words like gold."

However, after thinking about it again, such a top-secret matter in the prison of the Ministry of Robbery naturally needs to be guarded against. That Kong Dharma Protector is like a fox, and there must be a clear division of labor in secret, and even if one of the links goes wrong, it will not cause a chain reaction, so how to act during the day naturally does not need to be known by my "chess piece".

Mo Shaoying leaned the letterhead against the fire, and suddenly threw the letterhead back on the table, but the person had already fallen to the bed and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

I don't know if it's because I haven't slept all night or because I miss someone too much, in short, this fake sleep really made me sleep to death. When I woke up in the morning, I immediately looked up and found that the book was still lying on it untouched.

Mo Shaoying was a little lost in her heart, sighed slightly, and said: "She spoke too much first, and I was not generous enough, so as long as she came to see me, I would definitely forgive, no, it should be an apology." ”

Mo Shaoying did not go to the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion to look for her again, he knew that with her character, if she didn't want to meet, he would never let herself find it, so he only put the book on the table every night in the hope that she could appear in the room on the grounds of "spying news", which was also to give the two sides a step to reconcile, but it was still missing for several days, until the morning of the action twenty days later, Mo Shaoying had to hold back his mind and silently began to meditate, striving to deal with the accidents that may occur tonight in his heyday.

The scale of the eastern city of Beijing covers thousands of people, and there are many large and small shops, such as the number of sand in the Huanhe River. Here gathered all kinds of merchants from all over the country, there are the best goods for sale, and even some things that can't be on the table are sold here, so there are naturally a lot of people here, and the corresponding facilities are more complete.

There are not only wine shops that sell all kinds of wine for people to eat and drink, but also art buildings set up by Taisu Fang, but compared to these places where only the rich can go, the Wan'an Gambling House in the East Market is a mixed place where all kinds of people gather.

The rich come here for a heartbeat, and the poor want to come here for a windfall more than a heartbeat. Although Wang Mang is not a poor man, he is an out-and-out gambler, so he is a frequent visitor to Wan'an Casino.

On this day, he came to this Wan'an gambling house as usual, smelling the unique smell of copper coins and silver mixed with inferior rouge gouache, and his nose couldn't stop twitching.

A few days ago, this Wang Mang did a simple thing but got a windfall, and according to his usual logic, this is luck comes, once people come, luck will inevitably be smooth sailing, so today not only to gamble, but also to gamble big, gambling cool! As soon as he entered the gambling house, he walked towards the dice platform with the largest and simplest odds in the Wan'an gambling house.

The dice sound again and again, the voices of the people are boiling, the dealer is four, six, three, big, Wang Mang is two, four, five, small. This Wang Mang naturally lost, but he was not discouraged, because winning or losing is a common thing, as an old gambler knows that the mentality must always be put in the first place, and you can't lose money if you lose money, otherwise even the God of Wealth can't stop it, so he is not in a hurry, but took a sip of tea, settled down and bet again.

Sure enough, after a few handfuls, Wang Mang gradually improved, from the beginning of the more losses and fewer wins and losses to the current more wins and fewer losses, the scattered silver on the table has also been replaced by the whole silver ticket.

The reason why Wang Mang likes this gambling house is because the boss behind the scenes is rich and powerful, and he never uses chips to replace gambling funds.

And just when he was booming and popular, suddenly a big rough hand covered with calluses pressed Wang Mang's shoulder and said, "This brother, you have good luck today." ”

Wang Mang was on the rise, and when he heard this, he casually drew a silver ticket of one hundred taels and stuffed it back: "That's that! Happy when you meet, everyone will share the dividends! I, Wang Mang, will never eat alone, take it and listen to some small songs to have some fun." Hahaha"

This Wang Mang is half of the underground boss of Dongshi, and he also has a brother under him, so the rules on this road are naturally understood, and most of the people who come are clear about what they want, one hundred taels is not too much, but it will never look shabby, and he will fall into the reputation of the head snake on the ground.

But today things don't seem so simple. The white and silver tickets were not taken, and the hand on the shoulder was not released.

Wang Mang frowned, looked back, and saw a big face with a centipede across his eyes. Wang Mang was suddenly startled, and couldn't help but subconsciously take a half step back and look again, only then did he see where the centipede was, and it was clearly a scar shaped like a centipede across the left side of his face.

And this person is the scarred face that Mo and Ye met in Qiyang Laolin.