The night in the capital is not as quiet as at the border. Various teahouses and restaurants have to rest late every day. Qinlou and Chuguan in various places stay up all night.
At the corner of the end of East Street, there is a house with a style similar to a Jiangnan courtyard. On the plaque hanging at the door, there are three words "Goddess Building" written clearly.
This is Su Wan's property, but like Ji Hua Pavilion, it is all about gathering intelligence. And most of the people who come here are high-ranking officials in the capital. Needless to say, the credibility of the information obtained from them is
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At this time, it was almost dark, and the entire capital was already silent. However, in the Goddess Building, the faint sound of silk and bamboo pipes could still be heard.
Wu Xiang followed Su Wan's order today and came to find Zheng Meng to inquire about the situation. He asked if he had heard anything about King Duan from the people who had come here recently to have fun.
At this time, Zheng Meng was sitting opposite Wu Xiang, holding a chess book in his hand and arranging a chess game against it. If Wu Xiang hadn't met him earlier, I'm afraid he would have been impressed by his bookish look now.
I was fooled into thinking that he was the noble son of some big family.
However, Zheng Meng is just a killer in the world. His martial arts and internal strength are on par with Wu Xiang, and he is one of the first people to follow Su Wan.
"Brother Zheng, why are you so busy playing chess without resting so late?" Wu Xiang was a little puzzled. After all, what's so interesting about this chess record? If he had a military book in his hand, he would think it was more normal.
Some.
Zheng Meng put down the last chess piece, put down the chess record in his hand, looked at Wu Xiang and said: "Brother Wu doesn't know how hard I am. He thinks that by taking charge of such a huge goddess building, he can do nothing every day and just drink and have fun."
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Wu Xiang couldn't help but smacked his lips and replied smoothly: "Isn't it?"
Zheng Meng smiled and shook his head, then sighed and replied: "If I really had such an idea as Brother Wu, I would have been transferred back to Jihua Pavilion by my master."
"You know, what these people in the capital love to do most is to show off their literary talents. After all, this will make them appear more noble-"
When Wu Xiang heard this, he couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth. He finally understood that his "little brother" became like this just to do the things assigned by his lady.
Besides, someone who can make such a big change shows how good his endurance is. But even so, he didn't come here just to watch him play chess.
After asking Su Wan what she wanted to know, Zheng Meng raised his hand and used his internal strength to push the chessboard to the side before the chess piece he picked up again fell. The black and white jade chess pieces on the chessboard trembled slightly.
It soon returned to calm.
Zheng Meng had no choice but to put down the chess piece in his hand, stood up and walked to Wu Xiang. Suddenly he raised his hand and struck him in the throat with lightning speed.
Wu Xiang dodged, went around to the back and grabbed Zheng Meng's hand, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Brother Zheng, every time I come to see you, you always do this trick. Why don't we meet again next time?"
When the time comes, how about we change our moves?"
Seeing that his attack failed, Zheng Meng was not upset and just said: "It seems that I have to practice some more, little brother." After saying this, he broke away from Wu Xiang and took back his hand.
It was at this time that Zheng Meng put away his scholarly appearance, the aura around him suddenly burst out, and a serious expression appeared on his face.
With a wave of his hand, the flowerpot with orchids in the corner spun around, and then they heard the "click" sound of the mechanism. Within a moment, a secret door appeared in front of them.
"Let's go. Everything the master wants to know is below. While it's still early, I'll talk to you in detail."
Zheng Meng casually picked up the fire folding piece in his hand, flicked it and ignited an open flame. After saying this, he walked into the dark room first. Wu Xiang followed behind him without saying a word.
After all, Zheng Meng's secret room is not like other places. Who knows what kind of things he keeps in it? Even though he is a big man, some soft bugs still make his hair stand on end.
Fortunately, we didn't see those bugs while following Zheng Meng. When all the candles on the walls of the dark room were lit, we saw on the stone table in the middle, all the information collected by the Goddess Tower in the recent period.