When the old shopkeeper saw the change in Murong Fu's expression, he was even more frightened. His face turned a little pale and he continued, "Prince Bao's Mansion was originally built based on the ruins of a local prince's palace. There is no current map of Prince Bao's Mansion, but the ruins
It's not difficult to find the map, so I guess it won't be too different."
Murong Fu nodded, but he also knew that with Prince Yibao's cunning, the map of the ruins might not be of much use.
"By the way, along the way, I heard that there have been many people from the Jianghu community in the city recently. Do you know why?" Murong Fu asked suddenly.
The old shopkeeper replied, "It is said that Prince Bao kept concubines, so he hosted banquets from all over. No matter they were officials, wealthy people, or even some well-known local officials, they were all included in the banquet."
"Taking concubines? Treating guests?" Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and immediately noticed something was wrong. He was just taking concubines, so why did he need to invite so many people? And he only invited some officials, and also invited people from the world.
Except for local officials, this is somewhat unjustifiable.
He immediately asked, "Did you find out anything?"
"Back to the young master, as far as my subordinates know, Prince Bao's palace is inviting someone to take a concubine on the surface, but in fact it is to discuss some important matter."
Murong Fu rolled his eyes at him angrily. What do you need to say? "You know what to say, don't make excuses. If the information is useful, I will not be stingy with the reward."
The old shopkeeper smiled sarcastically and continued, "The people invited by Prince Bao are all high-ranking officials or military generals, such as the prefect of Daizhou and the prefect of Yingzhou. Prince Bao is openly taking concubines.
, in fact, he wants to consolidate his strength, not to mention those who are loyal to him, but mainly targets those who are wavering, and this time he wants to completely tie them to his warship."
"How do you say this?" Murong Fu was slightly startled, unable to react.
"Returning to your venerable sir, those people who were watching from behind the wall mingled with those who were determined to rebel and had a banquet, and then secretly discussed some important matter. When the news reached Kangxi's ears, what would Emperor Kangxi think?"
"At that time, Prince Bao will only need to draw up a list of names and use them as evidence. Under coercion and inducement, those who originally did not dare to rebel will have to rebel once their wealth and life are involved."
Murong Fu suddenly understood that although this plan was not brilliant, it was very practical. As long as these people were completely gathered together, even if nothing was discussed, it would arouse Kangxi's suspicion, and everyone would be equal to him.
Prince Bao was tied together.
"Then why did he entertain banquets with people from the Jianghu and local officials?" Murong Fu asked.
"Except for banquets with local officials, it's just for money. As for banquets with people from the Jianghu, I only know that the Red Flower Club is secretly hosting the matter. I haven't found out what the specific purpose is." The old shopkeeper said.
Murong Fu nodded, and after pondering for a long time, he said, "Let's put aside this matter for now. Do you know if any extremely beautiful women have appeared in this city recently? They are slender and ethereal."
A look of astonishment flashed across the old shopkeeper's face. He couldn't help but glance at the women behind Murong Fu and shook his head, "I haven't seen them before."
Murong Fu sighed secretly in his heart. He didn't know where Caris had gone. After thinking about it, he said, "Forget it, you immediately send me the Qiankun Order to station the Crystal Palace in Daizhou City and other towns within a hundred miles."
Disciples, recruit them all."
"Yes!" the old shopkeeper responded.
"Do you know where the chief rudder of the Red Flower Club is?" Murong Fu suddenly changed the subject and asked.
The old shopkeeper was slightly startled and said hurriedly, "It's at the 'Honghua Guild Hall' in the west of the city."
"Honghua Guild Hall?" A sarcastic look flashed across Murong Fu's face, "You are so brave, you actually blatantly set up the helm in the city without making any cover-up. Isn't Prince Bao afraid that someone will use this to attack you?"
Did Kangxi file a complaint?"
"Your Majesty, you have misunderstood," the old shopkeeper explained. "The 'Honghua Guild Hall' usually only deals in the business of rouge, gouache and flowers and plants. There is nothing obvious about it. Even if you file a lawsuit, there is no evidence. At best, it is just the same name. Emperor Kangxi has another
It's impossible to check it out in person, the person under the guild hall is the chief helmsman of the Red Flower Club."
Murong Fu understood clearly, "Bring me all the information collected by Prince Bao's Mansion in the past three months. In addition, start to find out where Prince Bao invited these wealthy people to gather, at what time, and for what purpose."
What?"
"Yes." The old shopkeeper responded one by one, and then was sent out by Murong Fu.
"It's been a long journey, so you should go and rest first. Xiao Zhao and Shuang'er will stay here." After the old shopkeeper left, Murong Fu said to the girls around him.
Qiqige chose the room farthest from Murong Fu and walked in. In the past half month, Murong Fu had taken advantage of her from time to time. She was already afraid and tried to stay as far away from Murong Fu as possible.
During this period, Qi Qige had seen a bit of the world. If she had left at this time, she would not have been abducted and trafficked, but today I heard that Murong Fu seemed to be very concerned about the affairs of Prince Bao's Mansion.
Interested, she couldn't help but want to stay. After all, Prince Bao had some relationship with her.
"Mochou, if you don't go and have a rest, do you want to rest with your teacher?" Murong Fu couldn't help but remind Li Mochou when he saw Li Mochou standing still with a red face.
Li Mochou's pale face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly turned around and walked towards the nearest room, which happened to be the one closest to Murong Fu's room. Ever since she expressed her feelings to Murong Fu, her whole body had also changed.
There was a slight change, and from time to time he was secretly lost in thought, his face was red, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Hua Qi," Murong Fu tilted his head and looked at Yagyu Sheng Hua Qi, who was also standing still.
Yagyu Shenghuaqi said nothing, and took a step forward slightly, with a questioning look in her eyes.
"You tell me, you won't be touched or touched, so what are you doing with me?" Murong Fu asked helplessly.
There was nothing to say about Yagyu Shenghuaqi's face and figure, but ever since this shadow-like person followed him, he felt uncomfortable all over, especially since Yagyu Shenghuaqi wouldn't let him bang.
A hint of shyness flashed in Yagyu Huaqi's eyes, "Huaqi's duty is to protect her master as her master's shadow."
In fact, it was not that she was unwilling to bang Murong Fu, but when Murong Fu touched her, it was either in public, or he had just finished having sex with another woman. How could she accept it, and deep down in her heart,
There was still a slight grudge against Murong Fu's unhesitating decision to let her die.
Murong Fu rolled his eyes. Considering his own martial arts, who else can protect him? He shook his head and sighed, "Let's do this. Your body and light skills are weird. Let's go to Prince Bao's Mansion to explore the way first. If possible,
Find out the origin of Prince Bao's concubine and bring her portrait back."
He had a vague feeling in his heart that this so-called concubinage might not be simple, especially in his impression that Qianlong fell in love with Princess Xiangxiang and snatched her love from Chen Jialuo. Just in case, he
We also need to find out who this concubine is.
"What? It's hard for you to do things?" Murong Fu felt agitated for no reason, but when he saw Liu Shenghuaqi standing still, he became a little angry.
"No..." Yagyu Shenghuaqi said hurriedly, "I... I can't paint, I can't draw portraits."
Murong Fu was stunned, "Forget it, just find out the name and origin of that woman."
"Yes!" Liu Shenghuaqi responded, her body swayed, and she disappeared instantly. It had to be said that Murong Fu still admired Liu Shenghuaqi's concealment skills.
"Ms. sir," it was Shuang'er who called out, his tone a little gloomy.
"What's wrong with my dear Shuang'er?" Murong Fu turned around and saw that Shuang'er's face looked a little ugly.
Shuang'er pouted, "Mr. why don't you even let someone else's wife go..."
"What kind of wife..." Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then realized, "My husband is not interested in his wife, but he came here to find someone. This woman is as beautiful as a flower, a goddess descended to earth, and Bao
The prince is obviously not a lecherous person, but he suddenly took a concubine, and she may be the one the husband is looking for."
"Ah," Shuang'er understood immediately, a trace of guilt flashed across his face, "Mr., I'm sorry."
Murong Fu said with a straight face, "I'm sorry and that's the end of it? My husband's most precious twins actually framed my husband. This makes me so sad."
"Then... what should we do?" Shuang'er's face turned pale at first, then he seemed to have realized something, his face turned red, he mumbled for a long time, and finally asked.
"What should I do?" Murong Fu chuckled, "Of course Shuang'er will do it, but my husband is going to use your back door this time!"
Xiao Zhao next to him was still snickering, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but cast a look of pity on Shuang'er.
It turns out that Murong Fu somehow became obsessed with the Chrysanthemum Court recently. Xiao Zhao dedicated his last piece of virgin land a few days ago and was tortured to death. I don't know how the young master fell in love with that dirty place.
Shuang'er's little face was also very pale, but she couldn't refuse, so she could only whisper, "Everything about Shuang'er belongs to me, but I have to be gentle, Shuang'er is afraid that I won't be able to bear it."
Murong Fu laughed, feeling extremely grateful. He held Shuang'er with one hand and held Xiao Zhao with the other, who was about to run away. The three of them entered the house, and then the door was closed tightly. Not long after, there was a strange sound.
At this moment, in the inn lobby, Hu Fei had left, but Cheng Lingsu was standing in front of the small door next to the counter, lingering.
"Girl, do you need anything?" the waiter asked.
"Can I go in and take a look?" Cheng Lingsu pointed to the small door.
The waiter shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, this is a forbidden area of our inn, even I can't get in."
A look of disappointment flashed in Cheng Lingsu's eyes, "Then do you know who the people who just went in are?"
The waiter shook his head, "I don't know, maybe it's our boss."
But seeing Cheng Lingsu's bright and moving eyes dimming slightly, the waiter actually felt a little unbearable and said hurriedly, "Our shopkeeper must know, but the shopkeeper is not here now. When he comes back, I will help you find out. As for the shopkeeper's identity,
It’s not up to me to decide whether to say it or not.”
Cheng Lingsu's eyes lit up slightly, "Thank you, second brother."
Then he took out two taels of shadows from his sleeve and handed them to the waiter.
As soon as the waiter heard the words "Little Second Brother", his soul suddenly disappeared. How could he ask for her money? He immediately waved his hand and said, "It's just a trivial matter. You don't have to be so polite, girl."
In fact, as a waiter at the lowest level, if he had switched to another inn, he would have accepted the silver reward no matter what. However, the wages offered by this "Fuyuan Inn" are very high, three or four times that of other inns. Normal guests
And it's very little. For this waiter, it's the best of the good jobs, so naturally he won't care about this little money.
Cheng Lingsu persisted for a while and then took back the money. She usually treated people and rarely received medical fees, so her life was very tight.
At this moment, in a palace full of palaces and houses, in a rather luxurious room, a young and handsome boy was lying on the Taishi chair, with two good-looking maids kneeling next to him.
Her white and tender little hands gently pressed on his legs.
In front of the young man, a middle-aged man stood with a bow.
"Did you find it?" The young man took a sip of fragrant tea and asked calmly.
"I found it," the middle-aged man replied, "that man is none other than the famous Gusu Murong Fu..."
"What!" The young man was startled. He stood up suddenly and spit out a mouthful of tea before he could swallow it. "It turned out to be Murong Fu. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "It is indeed Murong Fu. The prince once ordered people to collect portraits of these martial arts geniuses, and Murong Fu was among them. I can be sure that it is him."
The young man calmed down a little, and his expression returned to normal in a blink of an eye. He waved his hand to signal the two maids to leave, and then said, "Then have you found out who the women around him are?"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. He thought that after knowing Murong Fu's identity, the man in front of him would give up the idea of hunting those women. Unexpectedly, he still refused to give up, so he had no choice but to say, "Only three were found."
"The woman in white holding the sword is none other than the 'Red Fairy' Li Mochou who has caused quite a stir in the world recently. There are two petite women, one of whom seems to be called 'Xiao Zhao' and the other is '
Shuang'er's identity is just a maid next to Murong Fu, but as for the woman in black and the woman in red, there is no trace of their origins."
"Huh!" The young man snorted coldly, a look of displeasure flashed across his face, but he didn't say anything more. After pondering for a while, he finally said, "Go and find Wen Tailai and Yu Yutong."
"Yes!" The middle-aged man bowed and responded, but he was muttering secretly in his heart. Knowing the identity of Murong Fu, he still dared to take advantage of his woman. Alas...
It's night, and there are already sixty or seventy people standing here in the backyard of Fuyuan Inn. They are all young men and women. They may be ugly or handsome, but they are all dressed in white robes with waist and waist.
There are two swords, one long and one short, hanging between them, and the cuffs are embroidered with crystal ball marks. They are clearly the inner disciples of the Crystal Palace.
At this moment, everyone stood up straight, staring at the largest room in the courtyard with sharp eyes. They were obviously waiting for something.