Imperial pet forensic mad concubine

Chapter 140
Next, Tong Ange didn't have much interest in enjoying singing and dancing. With the third prince here, Qiao Baozhang naturally didn't dare to continue to be presumptuous. Although Lianyu is not a good bird, after all, as a prince, visiting brothels requires It's a secret, and if it's really a riot and reveals the identity, then it's not a trivial matter.

When Tong Ange left the elegant room, he specially sent someone to send a letter to Hong Gu, telling her to properly settle Lan Shuang. This Mr. Qiao didn't make such a fuss today, and I'm afraid he won't let it go so easily in the future.

However, it also depends on whether he has the ability to wait until that time.

Thinking of this, Tong Ange raised his foot and walked towards the gate of Yihong Building.

It's just that, right now, people are trying to get into the Yihong Building to watch the excitement, but Tong Ange wants to go out. This crowding and stumbling is naturally inevitable. Although Tong Ange has been very careful, he is still passing by. At the threshold, he was staggered by several people who came in head-on, and he was about to have a close hug with the ground.

"Be careful." Just when Tong Ange was about to fall to the ground, suddenly an arm wrapped around her waist, preventing her from embracing the ground.

The magnetic baritone voice in her ears brought back Tong Ange's astonished mind. She let out an ah, came back to her senses, and quickly thanked, "Thank you for your help." She raised her eyes and bumped into a pair of masculine and heroic eyes in the eyes.

The eyes of the two met, and they were stunned for a moment. The other party seemed to have never thought that the person he rescued was such a handsome young man.

"Um...thanks for your help, my lord." Tong Ange took a step back, looking at the handsome man with sculpted facial features in front of him, thinking to himself, although this man looks like the noble men in the capital with his clothes, but The roughness and arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes are not like that of a local in the capital.

Hearing Tong Ange's voice, the brocade man's eyes flashed, his lips curled up, and there was a gentle smile on his lips: "It's a little effort, little brother, you don't have to be polite."

Tong Ange was thinking about something, so she nodded to the man in the brocade robe: "I still have to thank you, my lord. I have something to do, so let's go first." After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the outside of Yihonglou.

By the time Tong Ange had left the Yihong Building, the man in brocade who had helped her just now hadn't looked away. He kept staring at the direction Tong Ange left, his eyes were full of light.

"Master, but what's wrong with that young master?" Seeing that he had been looking at the direction Tong Ange left, the subordinate who was following him couldn't help asking.

The man's eyes flickered before he said, "Did you see the bracelet on his hand just now?"

The attendant was taken aback, and asked a little strangely, "What bracelet?"

"Go and follow, and find out his details."

"Yes." The follower responded, naturally following his master's orders.

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Tong Ange left from Yihong Building, and did not go back directly to Tong's Mansion, but found a secluded small restaurant, gave Xiao Er a few pieces of silver, and asked him to deliver a letter to Tong's Mansion, and went up to the third floor to pick a nearby restaurant. The position of the window, from here, can just see the direction of the exit of Yihong Building.

After getting the reward, the little girl was very quick to handle things, and soon Mo Ran, dressed in men's clothes, rushed over.

"The servants have done everything that the young lady ordered."

Tong Ange nodded when he heard the words. Now that it's done, let's wait for a while to watch the show. Isn't Qiao Baozhang dissatisfied with Tong's family a hundred times, then she will add some spices to him.

Today, Yihonglou was full of guests, and all the programs were novel ideas from Tong Ange, those guests naturally lingered on watching them and refused to leave.

It's just that Tong Ange had told Aunt Hong in advance that today was just a performance, and the girls would not pick up any guests, no matter how much the distinguished guests paid, they would not pick up any guests.

Of course Honggu understood the men's thoughts, if they were eaten so quickly, then there would be nothing new.

No, right now the performances in Yihonglou are over, and there are still many guests lingering and refusing to leave, the entire entrance of Yihonglou is crowded.

"Miss, look at these men, they are really disgusting. They obviously married a lot of beautiful wives and concubines in their own family, but they still miss the outsiders. God is really short-sighted. Why did the men enjoy all the fun?" As Mo Ran said, he couldn't help but snorted softly.

Tong Ange glanced at her with pursed lips: "Who said it's all for the men to enjoy? There are some young ladies in the capital, and some are. The lady will take you for a stroll, and I promise that you will also have a good time."

After all, Mo Ran is a girl. Tong Ange made such a joke, and Mo Ran quickly blushed: "Miss, how can you be such a joker? If it spreads, the reputation of the slave will be ruined, but the reputation of the lady is not worth it." Just kidding."

Seeing her blushing, Tong Ange was about to continue joking, and glanced at the person coming out of the Yihong Building, tapped his fingers on the table, "Work." Then he stood up and walked outside .

"Oh." The business was important, Mo Ran naturally didn't dare to joke, and followed Tong Ange towards the downstairs.

The two went down, and as soon as they left the entrance of the restaurant, Qiao Baozhang, who was a little drunk, was helped by the servant beside him into the carriage, and walked forward all the way.

"Follow." Tong Ange whispered a few words in Mo Ran's ear, followed the two horses from the entrance of the restaurant, and left in the direction of the carriage.

This is a street market. Although the night is dark, there are still many people who come out to have fun. Naturally, Tong Ange would not be so stupid as to do something in this kind of place. The master and servant followed all the way to the secluded path, looked at each other, Let's do it.

At this moment, Qiao Baozhang in the carriage was drunk, but the anger in his heart was not drunk. He was cursing along the way, tired of cursing, and even choked up and cried: "My poor sister, Ruhuasiyu is not married yet, Even let that hateful Tong family kill their lives, no matter who killed it, everyone with the surname Tong will be buried with my sister."

Tong Ange, who was following the carriage, couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard Qiao Baozhang's sad words. He didn't realize that this dude, Mr. Qiao, was actually a good brother!

The young man was driving the carriage, and listening to Qiao Baozhang's drunken words in the carriage, he couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart, and comforted him: "Master, the young miss is alive in heaven, and I don't want the young master to be so sad."

While he was talking, he suddenly felt that the carriage was squeezed by something. He couldn't help but look back, and saw a masked man riding a horse following his carriage. Said: "Get out of the way, don't you know who is in this carriage?"

Tong Ange hooked her lips and covered her face with a face scarf, so the boy couldn't see the smile on her lips.

"It's because I know who it is that I came here deliberately to find your bad luck!" Tong Ange's voice was thickened on purpose, and as soon as the words fell, the horsewhip in his hand was violently whipped towards the boy.

The boy didn't have the slightest bit of defense, just like that, Tong Ange slapped him straight, his body tilted in pain, and he fell off the carriage.

On the other side of the carriage, Mo Ran took advantage of the situation and quickly jumped into the carriage, and quickly drove the carriage towards the front.

The little servant was thrown with stares in his eyes, and when he regained his composure, he saw that his young master's carriage had been driven a long way, and he immediately got up while chasing after him, shouting loudly: "Stop, stop! , Come on, someone is robbing!"

Tong Ange rode a horse and quickly followed Mo Ran to drive the carriage towards the outside of the city, completely ignoring the limping boy behind him.

"Hey, you're still robbing, and you don't want to see what's in the carriage?" Mo Ran couldn't help but said, and the whip in his hand was a little harder.

At this moment, Qiao Baozhang, who was drunk in the carriage, was a little sober after being hit by the sudden acceleration of the carriage. Hearing the sound outside, he felt something was wrong, and said, "Qiao Fu, what happened?"

"Of course it's a great thing!" Mo Ran snorted triumphantly, and exchanged a glance with Tong Ange. At this moment, they had already driven the carriage to the gate of the city. Seeing that no one was catching up, the speed of the carriage also slowed down. down.

Qiao Baozhang, who was about to poke his head out to see what was going on, was unprepared, and was slammed into the wooden cedar of the carriage by the sudden decrease in speed. He yelled in pain: "You don't have long eyes, don't you want to die?"

"Young master Qiao is dying now, and he still wants to curse people, his mouth really stinks!" Mo Ran said, snorted coldly, and slammed the whip in his hand towards the curtain of the carriage.

Qiao Baozhang in the carriage didn't understand what was going on outside at all, and suddenly got such a whip, and screamed in pain.

Seeing this, Mo Ran pulled the other whip in his hand vigorously, and continued to say: "You dare to insult my young master in public, you are simply impatient, if it is not because you have a prime minister Grandpa, do you think my young master will recognize you as a cousin?" As he spoke, the whip in Mo Ran's hand lashed out one after another, hitting Qiao Baozhang only to scream in pain, without a chance to speak.

Tong Ange on the side kept observing the movement around him. Qiao Baozhang's crying sound was like slaughtering a pig. If they attracted the city guards, they would be asking for trouble.

Thinking of this, Tong Ange whispered to Mo Ran, "Quick battle and quick decision."

"Yeah." Mo Ran nodded, and the strength of the whip in his hand remained undiminished, and he whipped Qiao Baozhang again. When Qiao Fu, the boy who was driving the car, caught up with him from the corner of his eyes, he deliberately raised his voice and shouted: "You dog Chop Suey, Grandpa, I followed my young master's order to treat you kindly, but let you kick me for nothing, if you are beaten to death today, you deserve it."

After she finished speaking, Qiao Baozhang's servant was also approaching. Mo Ran and Tong Ange looked at each other, threw their whips, and rode quickly towards the outside of the city.

"Master, are you alright, master?" Qiao Fu couldn't see clearly from a distance, but when he got closer, he realized that his master had been beaten up. Although Qiao Baozhang was hiding in the carriage, the whip was tricky and Mo Ran worked hard. Qiao Baozhang's His body and face were all painted at this moment.

"Go catch them, catch that bastard! Hiss, hey..." Qiao Baozhang yelled angrily, but when he opened his mouth with too much force, it touched the wound on his face, and he couldn't help but gasp in pain. Cool.

(End of this chapter)