Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

Chazi in black did not hide his identity, and there was no need to conceal his identity. In fact, needless to say, the iconic black clothes showed his identity.

Gao Quan immediately realized that the person who came was Huang Chengsi.

It is rumored that the backstage of Chuuxuelou is the Imperial City Secretary, so Gao Quan understands the purpose of these two black-clothed scouts.

There are also masters in Chuuxuelou, who have identified and eliminated the true face of the so-called "Hundred Flower Brew" in such a short period of time, so they came here.

What's more, Huangcheng Division found Gao Quan's biggest weakness without any deviation.

Gao Quan didn't try to quibble, but he still wanted to fool the past with a little luck.

But as soon as Chazi in Heiyi opened his mouth, Gao Quan knew that there was no chance to speak of.

"Where are those batches of Jingchun?"

The black-clothed Chazi who spoke was very calm, but the hand holding the Yanling Saber was very steady. Gao Quan could even see Hongyan's beautiful skin that made him crazy. Feeling the coldness of the Yanling Saber, changes that occurred.

Gao Quan said what he knew without thinking.

Although he had sworn in front of Sang Sanniang that he would never tell this secret; but today's situation left him with no choice.

Hearing what he said, Hongyan cast a cold look.

When Chazi in black patted the back of Hongyan's neck, causing his beloved woman to faint on the ground, Gao Quan felt relieved instead.

He always thought that making wine was the most important thing in his life, until he met Hong Yan, this woman has turned into the most important thing in his life.

So when he was hit hard on the back of the head, Gao Quan fell to the ground with a smile on his face.

Hong Yan is not dead, and he himself is not dead, then everything will be fine.

Gao Quan's last thought before passing out was this.

"What Jingchun, what Baihuaniang, go fuck it."

I don't know how long it took before Gao Quan was awakened by someone shaking him; Gao Quan opened his eyes and found that it was Hongyan who was shaking him, and the two of them were still in his own room, not some kind of dark prison.

Gao Quan was very happy.

"Hongyan, are you okay?"

But in stark contrast was Hongyan's frosty face.

"Why did you do this?" Hong Yan's face was so cold that dripping water turned to ice: "Why did you tell me about that place?"

Gao Quan's heart sank suddenly, could it be that everything he did was wrong?

Only then did he notice that Hong Yan was holding a sharp and small knife in her hand, and it was pressing against his chest.

This scene made Gao Quan feel distressed and almost stopped breathing.

"Do you know why the slave family is by your side?" Hongyan pressed Gao Quan's chest tightly, and whispered in his ear: "If it wasn't for the order from above, you think you have something on your body that can make the slave family Do you deserve it?"

Gao Quan could only respond with a wry smile.

Did I make a mistake from the beginning?

"But tonight you completely shattered the hopes of the slave family." Anger gradually grew in Hongyan's words: "What you have done has made the slave family's efforts completely in vain."

Gao Quan smiled bitterly: "If I don't say it, won't you die?"

"What do you know!" Hongyan spoke faster and faster: "The lives of the two of us are nothing compared to that secret! If you were a man, you should fight those two black-clothed scouts, Instead of using secrets in exchange for the lives of the slaves!"

"That's the case, what do you want?" Gao Quan said suddenly: "Since the secret has been known to the Secretary of the Imperial City, maybe that place has fallen into the control of the Secretary of the Imperial City now. Even if you kill me, Sang Will San Niang let you go?"

"Nonsense!" Hongyan categorically interrupted what Gao Quan was trying to express, but Gao Quan obviously felt the pressure on his chest loosen a bit.

"We still have a chance to escape." Gao Quan gave Hongyan a big smile: "Escape from Bianliang, to a place where no one can find us."

"Sooner or later...they will still find us." Hongyan could hardly continue to hold the sharp knife.

Gao Quan suddenly put his arms around Hong Yan, and whispered in her ear: "Before then, won't we live happily ever after?"

This temptation was very great for Hongyan, and it made her fall into a myth; when she woke up, Gao Quan had already gently snatched the sharp knife, put it on a convenient table, and took it out from the cabinet next to it This package is full of fine gold and silver. If they save a little, it will be enough for them to spend half their lives.

"You..." Hong Yan could barely get up.

"Let's go!" Gao Quan supported Hong Yan with his burden on his back: "In a little while, the gate to the south will open... This is our last chance!"

Hongyan was suddenly full of strength, and Gao Quan supported each other to go out.

The east has turned white.

...

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A farm somewhere west of the city.

The black-clothed scouts had sneaked in without a sound, and took control of the entire farm without much effort.

Their keen sense and rich experience allowed them to quickly find the purpose of this trip.

Jingyangchun piled up like a mountain in the warehouse.

After Wu Song asked Chazi in black to count the number, a smile appeared on his face.

Unexpectedly, Baihualou actually hid all Jingyangchun in the same place, this is really... childish.

Wu Song estimated that, except for the first batch of Jingchun that was brewed into Baihua Niang, the rest should be here.

"My lord, what should I do next?"

Chazi in black bowed and waited for Wu Song's order.

Even Wu Song couldn't help but walk out of the warehouse, letting Night Breeze calm down his hot head so that he wouldn't make a wrong move.

"If the eldest brother is here, what will he do?"

Wu Song looked up at the stars, and touched the two snowflake iron ring knives on his back. The cold handles gave him an idea quickly.

"Start loading the car and call the owner."

Wu Song turned and walked towards the hall.

Apart from Jingyangchun, Ximenqing is more concerned about who is the boss behind Baihualou.

This is what Wu Song will do next.

The owner was pulled out from the hot quilt, and in the same hot quilt, there was his third concubine.

"who are you!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the visitor quickly gagged his mouth, and at the same time tied his beloved third concubine directly under the quilt, so his mouth was naturally gagged.

"Bandit? Grass bandit? Snitch?"

The owner was pushed and shoved all the way, and every possibility popped up in his mind, but he quickly denied them all.

This is the outskirts of Bianliang, where did the bandits and grassroots come from?

The methods of these people are obviously very professional and organized. He has never heard of any snitches who can do this.

At the same time, the owner also found that the direction he was going was the hall of the farm.

The lights are bright there, and he always manages here by himself.

But tonight, there was only a big man with two knives on the middle chair, watching him with interest.

The owner was only wearing thin clothes, and couldn't help shivering in the night wind.

"Come here, give the owner a charcoal basin." Wu Song waved his hand, and immediately someone moved the charcoal basin to the owner, making him feel much warmer.

But the owner still didn't know who the person was.

"We are from the Imperial City Division." Wu Song made his identity clear in the first sentence without his thinking: "The owner must have heard of the Imperial City Division, too?"

Immediately, the owner felt his limbs were icy cold, and couldn't help getting closer to the charcoal basin.

Of course, the owner has heard of the location of the Imperial City Division, and he has also heard of the methods of the Imperial City Division.

Why Huangcheng Secretary suddenly appeared here, the owner seemed to have some speculations in his mind.

"My surname is Wu, what is the owner's name?" Wu Song asked politely.

"The surname is Cai." The owner did not hide it, and it is not a good idea to lie in front of Huangcheng Secretary.

"Very good." After getting a good start, Wu Song smiled: "Then, can Zhuang Zhuang tell me that this Zhuangzi is the other courtyard of Mr. Cai in Bianliang?"

"Are you here for those batches of Jingyangchun?" Mentioning the real owner of this Zhuangzi, Zhuangzhu Cai suddenly had some confidence in his heart: "I might as well tell you that the owner here is not someone you Huangcheng Secretary can provoke." .”

"Oh?" Wu Song responded with a smile: "The landlord seems to have narrowed the scope a lot, so we can save a lot of effort."

Zhuangzhu Cai pricked up his ears and listened to the movement outside: "Are you going to move Jingyangchun away? To be honest, if the owner here knows about this, maybe you will pull it back obediently...so you If you don’t want to waste your efforts, you can stop now.”

After saying this, Master Cai seems to have stabilized his mood, and stretched out his hands to dry on top of the charcoal basin.

"So, isn't this a huge misunderstanding?" Wu Song said with a chuckle: "Villa Master, to be honest, we have received orders from above to handle the matter. If the Villa Master is willing to help, we will report the name of your master. Going up will save a lot of effort."

Zhuangzhu Cai gave a "puchi" smile, and after drying his hands, he dried his feet again: "You just say that it is Cai Xueshi of Longtuge... To be honest, you can continue to move Jingyangchun back. By the way I apologize, and I won't tell the master about this."

"Scholar Cai, Longtuge?" Wu Song stood up from his chair with piercing eyes, and came to the owner of Cai: "The owner said that he is a popular person in front of the officials today, whose surname is Cai, whose name is You, and whose surname is Ju'an." Master Cai?"

"Exactly." Zhuangzhu Cai finished drying his feet, felt warm on his body, and was about to take it back: "Is your surname Wu, since you have heard about our master, then order to move those Jingyangchun back to the warehouse stop."

"Thank you, Master Cai." Wu Song sincerely thanked him, "But before that, there is one more thing to do."

"What's the matter?" The foot that Zhuangzhu was going to take back stopped in mid-air.

"Lend it to you."

Wu Song smiled slightly, his right hand was like lightning, and he pressed down Master Cai's thigh hard.

Zhuangzhu Cai's feet immediately came into intimate contact with the hot coals.

A scream like a slaughtered pig resounded through the night sky.