Luo nine needles

Chapter 80 Sleepless Night

The night once again enveloped the small courtyard, and the family members fell into a deep sleep.

The ground dragon slowly stretched its body in the yard.

To the outside world, this small courtyard has only one master and four servants. He does not exist, so the time during the day is spent sleeping.

Night is his hour of action.

But besides him, no one else slept.

The night wind blew, and there was a figure on the eaves. The ground dragon didn't pay attention, but pretended not to see it.

The first time I saw him, the figure landed directly in front of him and greeted him.

"It's me, don't be surprised." The girl said, "I'm going out for a walk."

After saying hello, Gundilong often saw her go out for a walk in the middle of the night.

So it's not like Aokiji thinks that the young lady has never been out of the house since she came to Beijing.

The figure on the eaves didn't care about the earth-rolling dragon standing in the yard, it flew out quietly, and the birds on the treetops were not alarmed.

Gundilong looked up at the night sky. Miss Qixing worked during the day and didn't rest at night. She was busy day and night, what was she busy with?
Qixing wandered in the night in the capital, just like in Xucheng.

The houses here are very tall, and standing on the roof seems to be stepping on the sky and the earth under your feet.

The New Year's city is like a galaxy landing.

The capital city is much bigger than Xu city, but here it is not a fish jumping into the sea and swimming freely. In this unquiet night, many houses cannot be approached, and there are hidden guards and secret sentries in many places.

In this city with tall eaves and wide houses, she walked carefully, there were too many places she could not go to, not to mention where the royal palace was, and even an ordinary restaurant could not be set foot at will.
Just as Qixing's toes landed on a corner of the roof, the next moment she turned around, and she flew away like a flying swallow. At the same time, two figures floated on the roof.

"Who?" they whispered.

Chase the sight, the figure has disappeared, the sight cannot catch up, and the footsteps can't catch up even more.

Nor did they pursue.

This is even more frightening, like the mythical beasts on the roof, they will not leave no matter what you try to lure them into. If you want to approach them or spy on them, you have to get rid of them.

Getting rid of them is bound to alarm the homeowner.

Qixing looked back, and saw the word Huixian hanging high.

"spy?"

Gao Xiaoliu sat in the restaurant, listened to the report, rushed to the backyard and cursed at the night sky.

"What to spy on! Do you need to spy on us if you want to know the secret recipe of Xianlou?"

"Just spend a little more money to poach the cook away."

"The cook is not stupid. If you pay a lot, he will naturally run away with you."

The cook heard this, and immediately shouted at the window: "Boss, I am loyal to Huixian Tower, and I will die here in this life."

Gao Xiaoliu snorted: "What's the matter with the Chinese New Year's death? Isn't one death here enough? It's really going to ruin my business."

After scolding the cook, he continued to scold the surroundings.

"Let me tell you, don't think that I, Gao Xiaoliu, spend every day in the gambling house and Huixian Tower, so no one cares about me."

"Because I'm not here, Huixian Tower has set up a net."

"I'm telling you plainly, there are many masters guarding my immortal building, and I'm not guilty of breaking into private houses and killing you."

It seemed that the voice was too noisy, or that the words were outrageous, someone upstairs opened the window and said, "Gao Xiaoliu, be quiet."

Gao Xiaoliu looked up with his hips akimbo, and saw the silhouette of a person standing by the open window on the highest floor.

"Master Liu?" he yelled, and when he thought of something, he groaned, "I see."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went inward, and with the sound of thumping, he climbed up to the Tianzihao room in one breath.

"Master Liu." He opened the door and entered, "I see, this must be here to assassinate you!"

Liu Yan was sitting in the Tianzihao room, but he was not the only one, there were seven or eight other people, all dressed in casual clothes, with a dazzling array of things in front of them, including wine and food.

Although Liu Yan is withdrawn, it doesn't mean that he is really a loner. There is no such thing as a real loner when he is an official in the court.

Hearing Gao Xiaoliu's words, the others looked unhappy and scolded, "Stop talking nonsense."

"What nonsense?" Gao Xiaoliu said solemnly, "My lords, tell me, who is more hated?"

This is hard to say, the adults in the room frowned.

Liu Yan was not angry at all, smiled, held his wine glass, and asked: "Should we let the government judge it? First trial, check it out, and see who is more hated, me or you?"

Gao Xiaoliu froze immediately: "That would be a waste of gambling money." He saluted Liu Yan, "I am the one who attracts people's hatred, sir, take it easy, tonight Huixian Tower is yours, you can live here as long as you want."

Having said that, he left.

Liu Yan drank the wine in one gulp.

Others in the room laughed too.

"How did the rich man give birth to such a son." One person shook his head and said, "Sooner or later, the family business will be wiped out."

Another person said with a smile: "The family fortune accumulated by the rich man can be ruined by himself, and it is estimated that it will be the same in the grandchildren."

"I don't know whether the rich man is happy or unhappy in his life. After earning such a fortune, he can't afford to get sick. He can only watch his son and grandson lose their jobs." Someone lamented.

Having said that, everyone looked at Liu Yan again.

"I heard that the rich man and Mr. Liu are old?" one person asked.

Since Liu Yan was reused by the emperor, he seldom interacted with people. He was homeless and didn't accept gifts.

There are so many famous restaurants in Beijing, why do you have a special liking for Huixian Tower?Don't ask everyone, Gao Xiaoliu has already shown off outside that his father has saved Liu Yan from Dali Temple.

At first, no one believed it. Gao Xiaoliu, a casino bastard, talked too much.

But the last time a scholar was hanged in Huixian Tower, Gao Xiaoliu got a rubbing copy of the confession letter left by the scholar before his death, and hung it in Huixian Tower for public display, saying that it was allowed by Dali Temple.

If there is no friendship, it really can't be done.

Those who can come to the banquet are naturally their own people. Liu Yan did not shy away from it, nodded and said: "I fell ill on the way of distribution, and met a rich man who was passing by a businessman. He invited me to be treated by a doctor, and I was able to survive."

It's really a life-saving grace.

"So I came to their restaurant to sit and pay back the favor." Liu Yan said.

Eating alone doesn't bring much profit to the restaurant. In fact, not only does Liu Yan not spend money, but sometimes he dislikes being noisy, or discussing things with others, Huixianlou will even book the restaurant for him.

It seems that it is not a favor, but a debt collection.

But this is for people who have no status and no status.

For Liu Yan's current status, he said that he has an unusual relationship with Huixianlou, and that he is the backer of Huixianlou. For the Gao family whose father fell ill and his son is a dandy, this is indeed a favor.

"I, Liu Yan, have been promised to the imperial court, and that's all I can do." Liu Yan continued, "If he commits a crime, there is absolutely no humanity to talk about."

Everyone in the room laughed, some toasted, and some smiled to reassure Liu Yan.

"This will be Xianlou, one is seriously ill, one is a dude, what kind of crime can he do? It would be good not to be plotted to take away the family property." He laughed, "My lord, come and sit with them, just to show off, It is their father, son and even their grandchildren who are protected, this favor is enough."

This is indeed the truth, and everyone present laughed, "So it is better to say that the rich man is lucky."

Who would have thought that a criminal official who could not even look down on illness that he rescued on the road would be reused ten years later.

Liu Yan said: "I can't say that fate is good or bad. If fate is good, he doesn't need me to pay back the favor."

After all, he raised his glass.

"I won't mention these old things. Thanks to the grace, we will work together with His Majesty to create a prosperous world."

Everyone raised their glasses and raised their heads to drink together.

During the New Year's Eve, the imperial court had a holiday, but the officials would not feast in restaurants all night, and they dispersed when the night was dark.

Liu Yan didn't leave, it seemed like Gao Xiaoliu said he was going to stay.

"Let him live, let him live." Gao Xiaoliu said, "Anyway, there's no need for a room where someone has died. Let him suck ghost air."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows.

"And another spy will come, send him to Liu Yan's room and see what happens."

Zhike said with a smile: "It is absolutely necessary, Master Liu must not be put in danger."

Gao Xiaoliu looked at the night sky: "It's been a long time since no one came to spy on our Huixian Building. I don't know where it came from. What do you want to spy on?"

"No matter what the origin is, we will tell him that Xianlou is not a place where you can come and go whenever you want." Zhike said.

Gao Xiaoliu snorted and waved his hands: "I'm going to the casino."

Zhike responded well: "Young Master, the store has been working hard for a few days on New Year's Day, go and get busy, there are a lot of things waiting for Young Master to deal with."

Gao Xiaoliu sighed: "It's all my father's failure to live up to expectations. I was the only one born. There's nothing I can do about it." As he walked out, he turned around and told, "My father."

"I'll call the young master when the master wakes up." Zhike said proactively.

Despite all the disgust in his mouth, he always misses this father.

For a father to have such a son, one is better than ten.

Zhike watched Gao Xiaoliu leave with a smile.

"Go, send an old servant to serve Mr. Liu well." He ordered the shop assistant.

The night was thick and deep, and the lofty Tianzihao room fell into silence.

Liu Yan sat alone in it, holding a wine glass in one hand and propping his head on the other, as if he was drunk and asleep, the door was opened, and an old servant walked in.

With a stooped figure and gray hair, she walked to Liu Yan's table with a basket in her hand and began to tidy up.

"If there is another unauthorized murder." Liu Yan said suddenly with his head down and his eyes closed, "You will never want to live in the capital again."

"Yes, don't worry, my lord." The old servant said, sighing again, "The matter of Liu Xiucai is really an accident."

He raised his head, under the dim light, he showed Gao Xiaoliu's familiar face.

That was the rich man who should have fallen into a coma.

(End of this chapter)