The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

"Third Young Master really deserves his fame!" Sheng San's hearty smile filled his eyes, and Lan Xishu liked this kind of genuine man's unaffected smile.

The two let go of their fists at the same time.

"Fortunately not, otherwise I would have come in on my stomach just now, your punches and kicks are enough for me to digest for half a month."

Under Sheng San's request, Lan Xishu sat down at the top of the Eight Immortals' table, and Sheng San carried the teapot to make tea: "I know what you're good at, and I'll tell you, San Shao, your young talent, His Royal Highness, is the prince." Always praised."

Wu Youli avoided it knowingly.

Lan Xishu hadn't eaten until now, his stomach was growling, and he didn't dare to drink tea when he was hungry. Lan Xishu pushed the tea bowl and said without hesitation: "Shallow tea is too stingy to treat guests!"

"I'm ready, I'll be ready soon!" Sheng San also sat down, and both of them sat upright, looking like old friends reunited and looking forward to having a drink and chatting.

"If you want to ask anything, just ask!" Sheng San and Lan Xishu looked at each other full of tacit understanding. Some people will hit it off immediately, but some people will never get along with each other for a lifetime.

Lan Xishu patted his knees and looked at the hanging orchid stand by the door, and slowly cut to the chase: "I just want to know if this is what you, Sheng San, or His Royal Highness mean."

"What I mean has nothing to do with the crown prince. If the crown prince knows, Sheng San will inevitably be punished." Sheng San, with the cheeky look of an old friend, leaned over the Eight Immortals table: "Third young master! Sheng San has the cheek to beg for friendship and buy favors. It’s not perfect in three or less words!”

"It's easy to say, this is the first case since I was promoted to governor, and it has involved the palace. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince personally intervened. Dongchang is eyeing you. Your life and my life are at stake." Lan Xishu glanced at Sheng San. , Sheng San actually smiled, showing a mouthful of strong teeth.

"You are exaggerating, you are so good at playing!" Sheng San took a sip of tea: "I only protect one person."

"But if this person doesn't move, it's hard for me to shake other people." Lan Xishu played with the cover cup, and the unique grinding sound of porcelain was very pleasant. Wu Youli personally brought a shallow pot of braised fish head with green onion and ginger on top. The minced garlic and coriander wandered around, looking tempting, and the smell of fish was tangy, and Lan Xishu whetted his appetite.

Lan Xishu waved to Sheng San's full glass of old wine, saying that he would not drink while talking about business.

Sheng San didn't give in, just took a sip by himself, picked up his chopsticks and ran towards the extra-large fish head that Lan Xishu hurriedly greeted.

Lan Xishu likes this way of eating and drinking, which is informal and casual.

"Long Ruren really is not dead!" Sheng San cunningly touched Lan Xishu's chopsticks: "You boy, I knew it was not a fuel-efficient lamp at the first glance!"

Lan Xishu put a piece of fish head into the shallow dish in front of him and began to eat slowly. It was not like Lan Xishu pretended to eat fish, eating fish was really fast.

Lan Xi didn't raise her eyes and didn't shake her chopsticks: "It's only sooner or later!"

"I have also seen the notes you submitted, and you have left enough room. I think you are considering it carefully." Sheng San and Lan Xishu can't compare patience. From the very beginning, Lan Xishu put Sheng San in a passive position. It was just the bait that Long Ruren was not dead, Sheng San was eager to catch someone, and Lan Xishu believed that he would give him many clues.

"I know you have the best hands and eyes!" Lan Xishu glanced at Sheng San who was pointing at him with chopsticks. After drinking three glasses of wine, Sheng San's face flushed. Can be handed over.

"I have the skills to find you. Look at your face. You eat my wine and drink mine and don't want to thank me!" Sheng San touched the wine glass in front of Lan Xishu, who hadn't moved his mouth, and Lan Xishu had no choice but to hold it. He got up and took a sip, Sheng San continued to wink, Lan Xishu had no choice but to drink it down, the upside-down wine glass swung in front of Sheng San's eyes, Sheng San laughed out loud.

"Both of us are straightforward people, we don't beat around the bush." ​​Sheng San raised the flagon again, and Lan Xishu blocked it with one hand: "Drink after talking about business!"

Sheng San put down the flagon with a meaningless smile.

"Who is he? Why do you want to protect him? For business or for personal reasons?" Lan Xishu didn't raise his head and continued to eat, but his tone couldn't hide his aggression. tone of voice.

"Third Young Master!" Sheng San was a little dissatisfied, his chopsticks were banging on the edge of the pot, Lan Xishu covered his face with his hands to prevent the fish juice from getting on his face, Sheng San let it go: "Your businesslike virtue is really a father's gift." Wind! However, Grand Master Yang is modest and polite, and has never been as aggressive as you are in an important position! No wonder everyone says that Dongchang and Jinyiwei have the ugliest faces!"

Well!Lan Xishu was taken aback for a moment, but he never thought that he and Yang Shiqi had similarities: "It's always better to be better than blue!".

Lan Xishu chuckled, took the Juanpa handed over by Sheng San and tried the corner of his mouth: "Let me take the risk, let me know a little more!"

"Are you agreeing?" Sheng San smirked, and put down a mouthful of fish meat.

"How dare I offend the people around the prince!" Lan Xishu smiled lightly: "Besides, there are some things I still want to ask you for!"

"Tell me about the person you want to protect! I would like to know this person who can invite Dong Shengsan to be a tax collector."

Lan Xishu secretly hoped that it wasn't the No. [-] thief who he secretly ordered Jing Maang'an to find out.

"Wang Yunxiang, the commander of the Beicheng Army and Horse Division." Sheng San became serious: "I understand him, but he was dragged into the water. I guarantee this!"

Lan Xishu breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Lianwang had introduced to him the various commanders of the Wucheng Army and Horse Division. Lan Xishu had a general impression that the number one thief was the commander of the Dongcheng Commander Zhao Chunshan. Mo Ni, and this Zhao Chunshan is related to the vernacular. This is the point that impressed Lan Xishu the most. Lan Xishu will especially strengthen the memory of anyone who is related to the vernacular. Of course, the most honest person is Sheng San The mentioned Wang Yunxiang of the Beicheng Bingma Division.

It would be nice if it wasn't Zhao Chunshan!