When the servant Qingyi saw Luo Qi coming out, he quickly stepped forward and opened the door for him, and said in confusion: "Why did Hachiro leave so quickly today? The eldest girl has come back very rarely recently. She also asked Xuezhi to prepare refreshment soup for you! Is it ready to use it so quickly?"

Although Luo Qi was the son of the housekeeper, he was always Luo Yunqin's guard when he was young. He was highly valued in the Luo family and was also a righteous and hero. Therefore, he was considered half of the master in the eyes of the servants of the Luo family.

Luo Qigang paused when he was about to take. He turned around and looked at the servant, still smiling happily: "I used it! This little girl told me to do something. I have to go quickly, so I can't delay it!"

The servant in green nodded repeatedly, took out the horse for him, and then watched him leave with some envy.

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The sword-bearing camp north of Zhonggong Bridge.

This place was originally the place where the troops were stationed during the Wu and Yue Kingdom period. The seasons were changing and the years passed. A hundred years later, the original defense of Luocheng gradually became a prosperous city. Over the years, flowers and willows gathered, becoming the main place for the fireworks market.

Tonghefang, Jinbo Bridge in the east, Youyizhen, Huayue Second Floor. To the east are Xichun Tower and Wazi in the south. To the south are Baojianying, Shapi Lane, Ronghefang. To the west are Taipingfang, Jinzi Lane, and Shizi Lane, all of which are Washi City.

Here, the song hall is densely connected with the prostitutes, and Yizhen Tower, Huayue Tower and Xichun Tower are the best in the market building.

Surrounding these song halls, the prostitutes were surrounded by the prostitutes, and they were invited to sell, and they were held at will, and they were rushed to sell. The wine utensils, jewelry, quilts, and clothes were all rented. Therefore, whenever a good guest came here, they could be equipped with new items.

Of course, in such a vast land, people are full of people and smoke. There are countless traitors, and there are countless traitors, which adds a lot of cunning to the fireworks.

At this moment, under the night, the front, back and left and right of the sword camp were brightly lit, and the prostitutes were all wearing red and green, standing gracefully on the front of the door and recruiting guests.

In the pavilion, your house drinks, my house sings songs, stick-scissors in the east, rolls dices in the west, and the violin strings upstairs, and the flutes and flutes under the corridor. It is noisy and noisy, noisy and bustling, and it is very lively.

There were also many wandering children everywhere on the streets, wearing large-sleeved and broad-leafed clothes, swaying back and forth. But this group of children, if they were prostitutes, they would not have to come here; even if they had no money and didn't go for prostitutes, they would have to go here to break into a door, have a meal of empty tea, and have a lot of fun.

Therefore, such a place of smoke, willows, flowers and moon is the most varied place of the floating waves that hide dirt and dirt.

The spring lanterns in Xichun Tower are full of glorious clothes, fragrant hair, and loud voices.

Wei Ruzhi, Jiang Shengyu, and Lu Zhao and other scholars were listening to the singing of several singers playing the piano in an elegant and unique room.

Originally, Wei and Jiang should have devoted themselves to preparing for the next palace examination, but what happened in the past few days made them confused for a while.

Other scholars heard that Wei and Jiang and the rumored county lord Jiayun were old friends, and they were even more intrigued. They must tell them in detail what is not told by outsiders.

"Miss Fang doesn't know when will it come?" After the song ended, Jiang Sheng wanted to poke his head and said, "Ruzhi's song has been filled out, and he said he will give it to her and try it out!"

Jiang Sheng wanted to know that Wei Ruzhi was in a depressed mood these two days. Today, after leaving Dali Temple to send Luo Yunqin back to his leisure residence, he found an excuse to invite everyone to Xichun Tower to listen to the music. He also pulled Lu Zhao, who was buried in Liandong Academy, who was unwilling to move, and came out to have some breathing.

"Mom Liu said that a high-ranking official from Zhenjiang Prefecture came tonight and spent a lot of money. She said that she must meet Miss Fang," said the singer who was accompanying the side with a smile, "She must wait for that high-ranking official!"

"Hurry, hurry, let Miss Xiaolian try it out first, so that we can enjoy it too!" Someone started to cheer.

"Yes, I'll help me with details! Don't let Miss Fang underestimate me!"

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Wei Ruzhi, who had been leaning against the window outside the private room, listened to his friends' noise, looked at them lazily, and then held the pot in his left hand and the cup in his right hand, and continued to drink.

The moonlight outside the Xichun Tower is hazy, and the night wind is gentle, blowing through the trees and grass leaves in the streets and alleys, and looking particularly peaceful as the swallows and orioles singing in the sword camp.

Not far away, boats were coming and going on the narrow river with lights. The drunkards on the boat were smiling and laughing, accompanied by the sound of oars and shadows of the lights, making him look lonely in the spring sorrow alone in front of the window.

Wei Ruzhi looked up at the blue sky. The moonlight was getting round, the clouds were smearing, and the stars were sparse in a beautiful scene at the spring night, but what appeared in his mind was the figure he met again in the courtyard of Dali Temple.

She is still dressed as a man, but her eyebrows and face have long been changed to old looks. She is like the most beautiful beauty on the spring branch, which is touching in an instant.

After a moment of silence, he lowered his eyes and laughed at himself.

I have known each other for so long, but I didn’t know that she was a woman!

He even designed his brother to help his close friends, but they united to hide the facts and kept them all sincerely in the dark.

In the past two days, he has never met Xie Changhuai, who is not in the head. As for the truth, he is intentionally concealed or exposed unintentionally, he has no intention to care about it anymore, but he is unwilling to feel sad and full of silt and difficult to relieve.

And the dream that had been twisting in his heart was probably just a dream of flowers in the mirror and moon in the water!

"You should laugh at me for being affectionate!" He murmured himself, and said as he raised his head and found another glass of wine.

Just as he was about to drink it, he suddenly had a flash of eyes and felt a black shadow passing by outside the window.

He was shocked and thought he had read it wrong, so he quickly put down his glass and looked carefully—

In a blink of an eye, two black shadows had already jumped out one after another, stepped over the green branches outside the Xichun Tower, and turned to the dark night on one side.

Wei Ruzhi leaned out of the window in surprise, but the black shadows were gone like the light waves of the narrow river, mixing into the night and missing.

However, he didn't care about it again.

The sword camp is a place where the fish and dragons are mixed, and it is not a big fuss about three or two burglars who are very skilled.

I just don’t know which mother is going to cry!

Wei Ruzhi looked into the distance in a daze.

Suddenly he remembered the sharp momentum of Zhao Chonghuan against Mu Hongsheng in the Tinglanxuan of the West Lake that day, and the unruly and unruly attitude of abandoning and ecstasy made him far behind—

After all, she can only be a dream that he cannot reach!

"Ruzhi, come here!"

Jiang Sheng wanted to jump over and pull him, "Let's play the game, what's the point of blowing the cold wind alone!"

Wei Ruzhi took away his sadness and wanted to push away his octopus-like figure in disgust, while carrying a cup and pot to the private room.

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And speaking of the two black shadows that Wei Ruzhi accidentally caught, were now crossing the countless laughter of lights by the river, heading north, and finally stopped on the roof of an equally chaotic pavilion.

The two of them lay under the shadow of the horse's head wall and quietly looked at everything around them.

This place is also a brothel named Hongnu Pavilion. Although it is not as famous as Xichun Tower, Huayue Tower, etc., it is also full of exchanges in such a warm spring night, singing and dancing in endlessly.

The two black shadows were vigilantly observing the passing figures of the Hongnu Pavilion yard from time to time. Except for the Turtle Man, the guy was busy, but there was no abnormality in the yard.

"The master of the sect, this is the Hongnu Pavilion that the little husband said!" Ah Fu was the first to speak in a low voice, "But there is no clue outside!"

In the past few days, they divided into several groups of people to take turns monitoring the whereabouts of Li Liang, He Jicheng and others, but the latter group was extremely cunning and always circled around the city, resulting in them never finding the exact place where fake printing was made.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jixian brought back a message in the afternoon, saying that Zhao Chonghuan said that 80% of the places where counterfeit money were printed were hidden in the area of ​​Baojian Camp.

Chen Liu's eyes were calm: "You will know it after a try!"

As he said that, he saw his arm tilting slightly, and suddenly heard a whistle below, and then several figures quickly emerged from various secluded and dull places in the Hongnu Pavilion.

"Are alert!" Ah Fu's eyes lit up.

Chen Liu nodded.

In this way, most of the messages sent back by Zhao Chonghuan are correct.

The group of people hid the fake prints in the prostitute's house.
Chapter completed!