Gerber came to the teahouse again, "I've returned to the Great Maker, Samba, this bastard must be eliminated no matter what the cost. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

It turned out that Ah Lihe, the king of the golden falcon, who was accustomed to Ge Bo's service, wanted to find a five-character poem written last year, but Steward Sang searched for a whole day but did not find it. The great creator of Jin called Ge Bo, and before he could do half a pillar of incense, he found it. The Great Maker restored all of Ge Bo's duties on the spot and asked Steward Sang to return to Xiaoyu Palace.

Dong Qi and they searched for another two days in the Golden Falcon Base, but the one named Sansuochi was still nowhere to be found. Dong Qi has already arranged for personnel to go to the suburbs of Xifeng Thin Horse Base to start looking for ......

"Shopkeeper, that kid is out at the thrift market. A guy hurried back to report to Dong Qi.

Dong Qi didn't dare to be sloppy, so he took the two guys to rush to the largest thrift market in Xifeng Thin Horse Base as quickly as possible, and stayed at the scene to monitor the guy Seeing that the shopkeeper had arrived, he hurriedly came over quietly.

"The guy sitting on the carved bed is the kid surnamed Sang. ”

Dong Qi touched the highly poisonous sleeve arrow in the cuff, "You guys guard the entrance and exit, and I'll do it myself." ”

After Sang Suochi got drunk and was driven out of the back door by the turtles in the Nine Immortal Tower, he didn't complain, after all, he spent an extra five thousand Shenzhou coins, and people didn't beat him, they just threw him out. He stumbled back to the big mansion that his father bought for him, perhaps because of his physical exhaustion, Sang Suochi fell ill and lay down for many days, which was also the reason why Dong Qi couldn't find him. Fortunately, an old servant took care of him, and Sansochi did not die. Today, taking advantage of the good weather, Sansochi found someone to get this carved big bed that he had slept in for more than two months to the thrift market.

There are no less than ten people around the edge of the Sansuo Pond, which is the most lively place in the entire thrift market, and everyone is listening to the Sansuo Pond bragging, "The fairy of the Nine Immortal Towers, I almost sleep, even if I die soon, I am worth it." ”

The audience on the side all laughed, there are hundreds of fairies in the Nine Immortal Tower, and all the men who have slept must have them in the West Wind Thin Horse Base, but they don't think it will be this guy who is so poor that he even has to sell his bed.

"I know if you don't believe me, you'll think I'm crazy......" Sansochi was not in a hurry, picking off a piece of booger and booping it and bounced it to the ground.

"The old man from Daewoo Palace who walked through the door on the right, do you know what he does?"

"Who doesn't know, old man of the falcon?" shouted someone in the crowd.

"You're so lonely, I'm talking about his true identity......"

Dong Qi saw that the little gangster was about to run the carriage with his mouth full, so he hurriedly called out to him, "Hey, shopkeeper, how can this carved bed be sold?"

"Sold cheaply, 100,000 Shenzhou coins. ”

Hearing that someone wanted to buy his big bed, Sansochi hurriedly searched the crowd for the person who spoke.

"I want it, but you have to transport it to the small south gate for me. Dong Qi said.

"No problem, as long as it's not transported to Heavenly Court. Sang Suochi didn't expect that he was really lucky to meet such a big shopkeeper who didn't bargain early in the morning.

"I want this carved bed, 101,000 ......" A middle-aged man was crowded into the crowd, he went to the thrift market to buy some furniture for a good widow today, and he heard someone mention Gerber from afar, and he acted decisively.

"Shopkeeper, you see, this one has come out to ...... 101,000" Sang Suochi looked at Dong Qi, a little embarrassed.

"One hundred thousand!"

Dong Qi didn't even look at the middle-aged man, what if I gave a million Shenzhou coins to a person who was about to die? After finding a place where no one was there to kill people, wouldn't he come back with everything when he took it out of his arms?

"One hundred and twenty thousand!"

The middle-aged man was anxious to ask for some news about Geber from the mouth of this loser, and he was willing to pay a lot of money.

"Hey, I see that you are not young, why do you not understand the rules so much?" Dong Qi saw that this middle-aged man was snatching love with a knife, and he became angry for a while: "Shopkeeper, 150,000 come with me!"

"Buy and sell freely, the one with the highest price will get 160,000!" The middle-aged man is also on fire, there are so many carved beds in the thrift market, I have come out of 120,000, and I dare to shout up, is there so much Shenzhou currency that there is nowhere to spend it?

"200,000 ......"

"250,000 ......"

Dong Qi did a business without capital, and when he shouted 500,000, the middle-aged man stopped.

Sansuo Chi on the side didn't believe his ears a little, although this carved bed was exquisitely made, but in any case it was worth less than 500,000 Shenzhou coins, "This shopkeeper, 500,000 Shenzhou coins, don't make fun of me, I can't stand the ups and downs of the ......"

Dong Qi took out a silver ticket and handed it to Sang Suochi: "You have a good look, the silver ticket of the United Great Bank of Heavenly Court is like a fake." ”

"The big shopkeeper, at first glance, he is a cheerful person, you tell me the address, and I will deliver it to you immediately!" Sang Suochi just wanted to stuff the silver ticket into his arms.

"600,000, I'll give 600,000. Pull me to Xiaoyu Palace. The middle-aged man didn't expect that there were people who were angry with him in the thrift market, and he had a total of 200,000 silver tickets in his arms, saying that Xiaoyu Palace came out, and the middle-aged man wanted to make this fat guy who raised the bar with him retreat.

Sang Suochi was startled when he heard the middle-aged man say that Xiaoyu Palace, the former residence of the Jin Da Creator, Xiaoyu Palace, was his father in charge there, could it be that this middle-aged man was sent by his father to clean up his own?

"Six hundred and fifty thousand!"

Dong Qi took out two more silver tickets and handed them to Suo Chi, the middle-aged man didn't say anything about Xiaoyu Palace, in order to stop this gangster's nonsense as soon as possible, and absolutely ensure Ge Bo's safety, no matter how much silver he put out, he would be prevented from entering Xiaoyu Palace.

"You have a kind of ......," the middle-aged man finally brushed his sleeves away. A stone in the heart of Sansochi finally landed......

The whole thrift market was a sensation, and the crowd gathered around to see this fool shopkeeper who spent 650,000 yuan to buy a bed.

"Isn't this the shopkeeper of Yunshu Teahouse? Isn't he crazy to spend so much money to buy a bed?"

Dong Qi knew that his days in the West Wind Slim Horse Base were over, just now it was better to hide in the crowd and quietly shoot out the sleeve arrow, and now that he has made such a big move, he has offended Xiao Yugong again, and it seems that he can only withdraw to the heavenly court first.

Sang Suochi was so excited that his face turned red, but he was afraid that Dong Qi would regret it, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, you don't know the goods, this shopkeeper is a good eye, my carved bed is a baby, do you know who has slept on it?"

"Your mother......" Someone in the crowd laughed.

"It's not unusual for my mother to sleep in this bed, if I say your mother has slept with it, haha...... That's fun. Sansochi fought back with a flamboyant tongue as he began to dismantle the carved bed.

"I said who is willing to spend 650,000 yuan to buy my baby bed, it turned out to be the ...... of the big shopkeeper of Yunshu Teahouse," Sang Suochi pulled the carved bed into the backyard of the teahouse, wiped the sweat on his face and sighed.

By the time he realized that something was wrong with the door in the backyard shut, it was too late, and the guy who had been smiling and pushing the cart for him just now had a hemp rope around his neck and carried him on his back.

"Uncle spare my life, the silver ticket will be returned to you......" The three silver tickets that Sang Suochi took out of his arms fell to the ground, his tongue stuck out of the elder, and after a while, he completely lost his breath.

"Throw him into the well, and everyone evacuates from the teahouse and gathers in the suburb of Huilu Town. "Dong Qi has been working hard at this time, he has already changed his clothes, and there is too much movement in the thrift market today, before he finds out the details of the middle-aged man who claims to be Xiaoyu Palace, it is not wrong to hide for a while.

It turned out that Dong Qi's caution was justified, and the two Xiaoyu Palace's servants followed all the way to the Yunshu Teahouse, and saw that the guy who sold the bed didn't come out until dusk, and one of them hurriedly reported to Xiaoyu Palace.

"Call your treasurer to me. Steward Sang took more than twenty people to the Yunshu Teahouse.

"My shopkeeper has gone out. "The few guys who stayed behind to guard the store were all locals of Xifeng Thin Horse Base that Dong Qi was looking for, and they didn't know the details of their shopkeeper Dong Qi at all.

"We're from Xiaoyu Palace, go to the backyard and hand over the guy who sold the bed. Steward Sang knew that he might be a step too late.

"I ...... I don't know what you're talking about? We've been doing things in the front yard, our shopkeeper said it...... As I said, the backyard is not in our hands. Those guys were obviously frightened by Xiao Yugong, and they all stammered a little.

Butler Sang rushed to the backyard with a large number of people, and the carved bed in the middle of the courtyard was half unloaded, and there was no one.

"Search, search for me. Steward Sang shouted angrily, and in a short time, the body of Sansochi in the well was found.

When Steward Sang saw his son's still soft body, he didn't take a breath and fainted......

"Rongrong, you immediately report the case to Lord Yingda, it's too lawless. The middle-aged man commanded.

Ying Da rushed to the Yunshu Teahouse with a group of officials, and searched the Yunshu Teahouse to the bottom, except for a corpse, and seized five ignorant shopkeepers, but no evidence was found.

"Master Sang, if there is no evidence, how can I report to the Great Creator that Ge Bo is a spy of the Heavenly Court?" Ying replied in embarrassment: "I know this dead person, it is the thief who stole the bracelet last time, he is really going to make trouble." ”

"Bastard, this is my son'......" Steward San, who had just woken up, almost didn't turn his back on his breath again. Although for this unfortunate son, Steward Sang has separated from him a few years ago. But when I heard that my unjustly killed son was dead, and he was called a thief by others, it was really unbearable.

"Isn't this obvious? Didn't the second child of Yunshu Teahouse say it? Ge Bo often comes to Yunshu Teahouse, they don't have any ghosts in their hearts, they don't want a good teahouse, what are you going to run?" Steward Sang analyzed very methodically.

"Master Sang, I can't think that Lord Ge often goes to the teahouse to drink tea and thinks he is guilt......y, right? Words can't be taken seriously. ”

Ying Da knew that the first-class Minister of the Interior, Ge Bo, was deeply trusted by the great maker, and without conclusive evidence, he rashly pointed out that Ge Bo was guilty, and that it was a major crime of collaborating with the enemy, and that his official position would not be guaranteed.

"Okay, if you don't report it, I'll tell the Golden Great Creator myself. Steward Sang went away angrily with his servants.

Steward Sang didn't delay for a moment, and after coming out of the Yunshu Teahouse, he went directly to Daewoo Palace to ask for a meeting with the Jin Da Maker. When it got dark, I didn't see the summons, so I had to go back to Xiaoyu Palace first.

Early the next morning, he waited at the gate of Daewoo Palace, and when he saw the carriage of the Great Protector coming, he hurriedly stopped him, and told the Great Protector Hyacinth what he suspected of being a spy.

Hyacinth listened patiently and said, "You go back first, I'll tell the Golden Great Creator about this." ”

"Great Protector, can you take me in to meet the Great Creator of the Golden Lord?" it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I haven't seen the Golden Falcon King for a long time, and I ...... in my heart" Steward Sang begged as he wiped his tears.

"Okay, come with me!"

"Thank you! Thank you, Great Protector. ”

When it was almost time for lunch, the Great Jin Founder finally summoned Steward Sang in Wenlan Pavilion.

Steward Sang said the words that he had been thinking about for a long time in his heart again in a clear and coherent manner.

The Great Maker didn't hear Steward Sang speak again, and asked, "It's all over?"

"The Great Golden Creator must not be careless!"

"Ge Bo has been with me for decades, and his loyalty to Kuxian Hu has long been confirmed, you just need to manage Xiaoyu Palace well, and you don't need to worry about these things in the future. The next time you go to the palace, sort out the things I wrote a few years ago and send them to the palace, oh, don't forget, the painting 'The People Are the Sky' will also be sent in. ”

"Yes!" I ......," Steward Sang wanted to say more.

The Great Jin Maker said impatiently: "Please retreat first!"

Steward Sang walked out of Daewoo Palace with a depressed expression, knowing that he was as light as a fart in the eyes of the Jin Da Maker, he fell ill, and even the matter that the Jin Da Maker explained, he just told Rong Rong to go to Daewoo Palace.

What Steward Sang didn't expect was that his reminder had a great shock in the heart of the scheming Hyacinth, if Ge Bo was a spy of the Heavenly Court, it would be too terrible. (To be continued.) )