Lady Wan Guan

After Jiang Wanning left, Song Yun also went downstairs. Although she had tidied up, her black eyes and red and swollen face made her look miserable and embarrassed.

When she came to the shopkeeper, she changed her weak look and said coldly: "Shopkeeper, please keep an eye on those Dayuan people. They are Dayuan's craftsmen. I will report to the official now."

The shopkeeper was shocked: "Girl, this is no joke."

He couldn't afford to offend the people of Dayuan.

"Who are you kidding? Do you have a guy who can drive a car?"

"Yes... yes."

Song Yun took out the broken silver and put it on the counter: "Ask him to drive me into the city."

Although Song Yun acted very calmly and confidently, the shopkeeper was still a little worried: "Girl, are they really careful?"

"Confirm that they are correct. Keep an eye on them. When the officials come, they will be rewarded. Shopkeeper, things are different now. We Daqi no longer need to look at the faces of Dayuan people."

Song Yun said this to reassure the shopkeeper, but she expected it from the bottom of her heart.

The shopkeeper's waist suddenly straightened: "Girl, just wait, I'll call someone for you."

Not long after, a guy came and drove Song Yun towards the city.

After entering the city, the waiter asked many passers-by before he found Laoqian Tea House.

Song Yun took a deep breath and told herself that she couldn't be cowardly. Her benefactor saved her life and left her such an opportunity. She must seize it.

Song Yun firmly stepped into Laoqian Tea House.

When a waiter saw Song Yun's appearance, he was obviously stunned for a moment: "Sir, are you looking for someone or drinking tea?"

"Looking for someone, your shopkeeper."

The guy was stunned.

"I have something important to do with your shopkeeper. Come on, don't delay the important matter. Tell him that a ghost will knock on the door in the middle of the night."

The clerk was dubious and had to go upstairs to find the shopkeeper.

Shopkeeper Qian heard the secret message and asked the waiter to bring the person up.

Seeing Song Yun, Shopkeeper Qian asked curiously: "Which court does the girl belong to?"

He has never seen this person here.

Only people from the Beidou Division know this code word, and it was only changed last year.

Song Yun said: "I am not one of your people. I was sent here by Master Gu's men."

"Which Mr. Gu?"

"Master Gu, the Minister of Dali Temple in the capital."

Shopkeeper Qian was surprised, why did Dali Temple know their code words?

"Why did you come to see me?"

Song Yun handed over the small roll of paper: "There are three Dayuan craftsmen, and they are now captured by Master Gu's men. They are at Fulai Inn. Please follow me to get them quickly."

Shopkeeper Qian looked at the small scroll, looked stern, and hurriedly took people to Fulai Inn.

Two hours later, Shopkeeper Qian came back: "Girl, what did Mr. Gu's men do to those three Dayuan people? Why are they unconscious?"

No matter how I screamed, kicked or poured cold water on him, he wouldn't wake up.

Song Yun took out a sniffing bottle: "Give them a sniff and they'll wake up."

Shopkeeper Qian took the sniffing bottle and came back in a moment: "The incense of yours is so powerful. Can you help me get some incense for us? We need it very much."

Song Yun hesitated: "I have to ask Mr. Gu. By the way, I have something urgent that I need to report to Mr. Gu in person. Can Mr. Qian arrange it for me?" "No problem." Mr. Qian agreed without hesitation.

He was given a reward for his achievements. How could he agree to such a small thing?

Nanfang's Tangkou has repeatedly made extraordinary achievements and almost wiped out Dayuan's intelligence network. He has gained nothing. He is about to go back to report on his work, but he doesn't even see anyone. Now, he has finally made zero breakthroughs.

Song Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling even more grateful to her benefactor.

It's a pity that she didn't even see her benefactor.

In the capital, the decisive battle has finally arrived.

Although Daqi lost the last game and everyone's confidence was hit, when the decisive moment came, people came to the Cuju field one after another. Those who did not watch the tickets gathered outside to cheer up Daqi's team.

When Ji Yunchen led his team over, the people along the street beat gongs and drums and shouted in unison: "Da Qi is mighty, Da Qi is mighty..."

The members of the Cuju team looked solemn, their blood was surging, and they were secretly determined to win this game even if they risked their lives.

Then Dayuan's team arrived, with the sixth prince Tudor riding a tall horse and walking majestically in front of the team. However, the crowds on both sides of the street were so quiet that one could hear needles dropping.

The people of Daqi expressed their disgust towards Dayuan with silence.

Tudor disagreed. In his opinion, the Daqi people were just afraid of the Great Abyss and would not even dare to fart in front of them.

Entering the arena, Tudor sat with Prince Xiao Wang and Second Highness Xiao Yan.

Tudor said arrogantly: "Your Highness, I think it's better for you to admit defeat as soon as possible, otherwise the defeat will be too ugly and even more embarrassing."

The corner of Xiao Wang's mouth twitched: "Surrendering without a fight is not the style of us Daqi people."

"That's right. You Daqi people have never underestimated your capabilities. In your words, you can only turn back when you hit the southern wall. It was the same in the previous battle of Gubei. If Shangguan Feng had surrendered early, he would not have been stained with blood on the battlefield and died. So many people." Tudor sneered.

Xiao Yan couldn't stand listening and said indifferently: "Dayuan and Daqi have been fighting for hundreds of years, and you have won just once. What's there to be proud of? Daqi never looks at temporary gains and losses. If it weren't for us, Daqi is a country of etiquette. , friendly and peaceful, the Great Abyss has long ceased to exist.”

Tudor laughed sarcastically: "You can only live with your mouth now."

Xiao Yan snorted coldly: "I'll see you on the field."

Wang Qirou, who was sitting next to Reguna, couldn't help but lock her eyes on the man in black robe.

The decisive battle was over and he finally appeared.

Shangguan Beiqing glanced at Wang Qirou seemingly inadvertently, and then quickly looked away.

Her heartbeat was beating like a drum, and Qirou's eyes seemed to recognize him.

"Madam Wang, I heard that someone has set up a bet, and Dayuan's winning rate has reached 90%. What do you think?" Reguna smiled slightly, but the smile was a bit mocking.

The support for Daqi outside was huge, but it was just a show. The one who shouted the loudest might have turned around and bought Dayuanying.

This is the hypocritical Daqi people.

Wang Qirou looked away and sneered: "So what? Anyway, I firmly believe that we will win."

"Blind confidence is a sign of stupidity."

"You are wrong, we Daqi people are the best at creating miracles."

"You talk about miracles, which means you don't think much of Daqi either."

"It's not that we don't like it, it's because we played cleanly."

Reguna's face turned pale and she was a little angry, but she didn't know how to refute it. She had to admit that Dayuan did make a lot of small moves, and she didn't like it, but that was Tudor's intention. It was useless for her to say it. She could only promise When my team competes, it is clean and they truly win with their strength.

After holding it in for a while, Reguna said stubbornly: "The process is not important, what is important is the result. You can't keep your first place for five consecutive years today."

Wang Qirou smiled faintly: "We'll see."