...

Harem.

Lotus flowers were floating in the lotus pond, and the male toad was hugging the female toad's waist.

At this moment, Zhao Wujiang slowly stroked Qing'er's soft waist, held her in his arms, and opened a letter.

This letter was sent to him by Qing'er when he was inspecting the harem just now.

I heard from Qing'er that this letter was delivered to the palace through the eldest young master, that is, through Dugu Tianqing, and named him Zhao Wujiang.

"What did the letter say?" Qing'er raised her beautiful and refined face and stared into Zhao Wujiang's twinkling eyes.

Zhao Wujiang tightened his arms around Qing'er's waist and said seriously:

"Your eldest young master will betroth you to me."

Qing'er was stunned for a moment, and the curve of her moist red lips raised. Before it could be expanded, she hurriedly pursed her lips:

"real?"

"Cooked." Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows.

Qing'er pouted and asked more questions:

"What to cook?"

"What makes raw rice cooked..." Zhao Wujiang whispered in Qing'er's ear, his warm breath moistening her ears.

She blushed and pushed Zhao Wujiang away and ran away:

"It's so annoying, you little eunuch is not serious, if you were a real man you would be better!"

Zhao Wujiang laughed loudly and folded the envelope.

The letter came from the Dijiao Gang, an underground gang in the imperial city. It was delivered to the palace by gang leader Qi Lin, who contacted Zhao Wujiang and invited him to go to the Dijiao Gang to get acquainted.

He rubbed his fingers, took out a palm-sized wooden sword from his arms, bumped it in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Er San, come with me."

"yes."

The wind blew behind Zhao Wujiang.

...

The Dijiao Gang is located in the south of Kyoto. Its base is a patchwork of houses with white walls and black tiles. They are not grand and graceful, just like ordinary houses.

Strictly speaking, this is exactly the case.

The gang members of the Dijiao Gang do not have the word "Dijiao Gang" written on their faces. They blend in from all walks of life, including traffickers and pawns, teahouse boys, restaurant waiters, craftsmen and actors, etc.

They are the scattered stars of the Earth Dragon Gang, distributed almost all over Kyoto. They control and deliver news of all sizes. They will also gather together at important moments and condense into a dragon rising from the ground to frighten invading enemies.

Jia Ersan drove the carriage through the criss-crossing streets of Kyoto and was about to arrive at the Dijiao Gang. Along the way, Jia Ersan told Zhao Wujiang the information about the Dijiao Gang in an orderly manner.

Just a cup of tea after they set off, the Ministry of War of Shangshu Province also drove out a carriage and took the same route towards the Dijiao Gang.

...

"Xu..."

Jia Ersan stopped the carriage and said respectfully:

"Master, we're here."

Zhao Wujiang opened the curtain and stepped out of the carriage.

He was dressed in jet black brocade clothes, with silver-white cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs and neckline. His long hair, which was originally loose, was also pulled up on his head and tied up with a jade hairpin. He looked prosperous and graceful.

Jia Ersan has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, just like a loyal old servant.

When the gatekeepers saw the visitor, they immediately rushed into the courtyard and reported to the gang leader.

In the study room in the courtyard, Qi Lin was wiping the three-foot green blade. When he heard the report from the gatekeepers, he stopped what he was doing, put his sword back into its scabbard, and was about to greet Zhao Wujiang.

Just at this moment, another member of the gang came to report, holding up a letter with both hands:

"Gang leader, a letter from the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce."

"Go and invite Zhao Wujiang to come in." Qi Lin ordered, and the gatekeepers left in a hurry.

Qi Lin opened the envelope, and his eyes slowly scanned the contents of the letter. His pupils opened wider and wider, and a hint of horror gradually emerged:

"Go and inform Madam to receive Zhao Wujiang for me first!"

Another group of people said that they left quickly to ask for his wife. Qi Lin stepped out of the study, lightly stepped on the beam with his toes, jumped up to the eaves, and disappeared.

...

Zhao Wujiang and Jia Ersan were waiting outside the hospital. After receiving the news from the gang, they followed the gang to the study.

"Young Master, a strong man just flew out of this place." Jia Ersan whispered beside Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang nodded. There were so many experts in the Dijiao Gang. It was normal for strong people to come in and out.

He kept walking and soon arrived at the door of Qi Lin's study.

"Master Zhao, this is the study room where the gang leader and the distinguished guests discuss important matters. I will leave first." The gatekeepers bowed and then left to stand guard.

Zhao Wujiang nodded, pushed open the study door, stepped in, and closed the door behind him.

"Where's Qi Lin?"

He glanced around and found that there was no one in the room, except for a bookshelf, a desk, a few wooden chairs, and the rest were swords hanging in the remaining empty spaces.

The gatekeepers returned to their posts panting, but before they could take a breath, another carriage stopped.

Chen Anbang stepped out of the carriage, his thick beard and Chinese character face was covered with frost, and he walked in at a snail's pace.

"My lord, I'm going to report it right away," the gatekeepers said quickly.

Chen Anbang said coldly:

"No need, I will go in by myself."
Chapter completed!