I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

The grievance on Li Lizhi's face dissipated a lot.

Li Shu tilted her head with doubts in her eyes.

However, her trust in Yin Xuan allowed her to temporarily bury this doubt.

Wait until noon.

Zhou Xiaosan brought the bad guy surnamed He over.

As soon as he entered the door, he smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, there is good news."

As he sat down, he continued: "The waste oil has already been confirmed. The prisoners on death row were fine a few days ago, but now they eat, poop, and vomit all day. One thing vomited to death last night."

This is indeed a good thing for him.

There is one more great achievement in hand.

Yin Xuan waved his hand, not paying any attention to this: "Congratulations, I have something to trouble you for."

Zhou Xiaosan looked serious, and hurriedly said: "You can just tell the shopkeeper."

Yin Xuan raised his hand and knocked on the table: "Tomorrow I will have a day off, you take me to meet Jiu'er's mother."

Zhou Xiaosan froze for a moment: "What are you doing seeing Eldest Sister?"

Yin Xuan said softly: "Those three people are not good and don't want to be obedient. I will ask my eldest sister for a whip, and then I will train the dog."

Zhou Xiaosan nodded, glanced at Li Lizhi's table calmly, and lowered his voice: "Shopkeeper, why don't you invite those people to help?"

"You said before that those people are the Dukes of the state. I didn't believe it at the time. I just thought you were bluffing them. But these days, learning reasoning from you, I feel that they must be more than just joining the army. Maybe they really are. It's the Duke"

Yin Xuan shook his head: "Although we have a good relationship with them, they will definitely not help at this time."

"Even if you are invited, it is easier to invite God than to send God away."

Zhou Xiaosan didn't quite understand.

The man surnamed He nodded thoughtfully. After all, he has seen it before, so he will have some insights.

From the very beginning, Yin Xuan never thought of asking Cheng Yaojin and the others to help him, and even if Cheng Yaojin and the others offered to ask, Yin Xuan would always refuse.

I send Zhou Xiaosan and the others to do things by myself, and I don't owe favors.

Not to mention that Zhou Xiaosan and the others once said that they would be loyal to themselves, even if they helped them a lot, these few trivial things were not enough for them to repay the favor.

But if Cheng Yaojin is invited, they will make a move.
That is to owe favors.

It's nothing more than the favor owed to ordinary people, the upper limit of what can be done is there.

But the favors owed to these nobles are really not easy to repay. The favors are procrastinating, procrastinating, and maybe they will let themselves fall into it.

If you want to do something, you have to follow the rules.

To become an official in the court, one must abide by the rules of the Tang court.

But it would be fine if everyone can abide by the rules together. But those who play at the table together, and the group of people who set the rules, can't play anymore, and change the rules when they feel ashamed.

Yin Xuan hates this.

So if you want to play, you must at least play within the rules he made.

the next day.

Tung Fook Restaurant was closed for one day.

Looking at the "Caifeng" sign hanging in front of the door, Wei Zheng, Cheng Yaojin and the others stared wide-eyed.

No business today?
No advance notice was given.

And at this time, Yin Xuan, who was picking up the wind, took Jiu'er and rubbed against Zhou Xiaosan's horse to Pingkangfang.

Just entered Yifang.

Yin Xuan took a deep breath.Ah, the smell of rouge.

The girls are lying in front of the window, facing the yellow decals.

A few bold ones saw Yin Xuan, their eyes lit up, and they began to yell coquettishly.Such good-looking men are rare, even if they don't accept copper coins, they can.

Yin Xuan did not squint.

He is an upright man, so he will not be tempted by this pink skull.

It's not because Jiu'er is next to him, Jiu'er has a knife in his waist, and his hand is already on the handle of the knife.

The men staying in Pingkang Fang came out of various brothels one after another, with sunken eye sockets, dark bags under the eyes, sloppy footsteps, and dry purses.

These people looked at Zhou Xiaosan and Yin Xuan, who had ruddy complexions and steady and powerful steps, and felt an urge to try, as if they wanted to ask them how they could be so energetic.

Around a few alleys.

Arriving in front of the somewhat dilapidated Huanxiyuan, Yin Xuan raised his eyebrows: "This is it?"

Zhou Xiaosan nodded.

Yin Xuan was a little silent, he had already tried his best to think about what would happen to these people, but his knowledge was shallow, and the result of his thinking was not half as dilapidated as here.

It's hard to imagine that there is such a dirty and rancid place among the parcels of various princes, nobles, brothels and restaurants.

In a vibrant flowerbed, a withered flower.

It was obviously only early in the morning.

The sound of beating clothes was already heard in the washing yard.

Zhou Xiaosan sorted out her mood, led Yin Xuan in, bypassed layers of numb people and numb clothes, and walked to the narrow room.

Knock on the door.

Wait until there is a "come in" with a coughing sound in the room.

Zhou Xiaosan pushed the door and walked in.

Seeing that it was Zhou Xiaosan who came in, the woman couldn't help being taken aback, and then laughed: "Isn't this Zhou Bad? Why are you here again?"

"Could it be that you're going to break your promise again, and ask me for something?"

Zhou Xiaosan shook her head: "I'm leading someone to see Eldest Sister."

The woman was taken aback again, her eyes fluctuating.

Zhou Xiaosan bowed towards the door with a respectful attitude.

A man led a little girl in from the outside.

This man is very good-looking, but the woman's eyes just swept across his face, and then fixed on the little girl.

It's meaty.

Taller.

It's also a lot whiter.

With a knife on his waist, are you starting to learn martial arts?

Learning martial arts is good, you can protect yourself.

Jiu'er opened her mouth, her voice was a little hoarse, and she called timidly, "Mother."

The woman didn't respond, and even the look in her eyes was only the momentary fluctuation when she saw Jiu'er. After reluctantly looking at it a few more times, her eyes swept coldly and fell on Yin Xuan.

"Are you the nobleman who bought Jiuyuwenjiu?" The woman asked coldly after swallowing several saliva.

Yin Xuan looked at her, raised his hand and touched Jiu'er's head: "I have two things for you to do."

The woman opened her mouth and hesitated for a while before responding: "Say."

Yin Xuan raised a finger: "The first thing, help me find out all the information about Chang He, the doctor of the Taizhong, Liu Ji in the case, and Ma Zhou, the imperial servant, I think you should know what I want. "

The woman nodded: "Tomorrow, you can ask Xiaosan to pick it up."

Yin Xuan raised his second finger: "Second thing, I'm going to have some flower wine with my mistress later, it's not convenient for female relatives to go in the place of fireworks and willow alley, please help me take care of Jiu'er."

The woman froze for a moment, her eyes straightened.

"Can't do it?" Yin Xuan raised his eyebrows.

The woman nodded, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, yes! Of course."

Yin Xuan nodded, turned around and took Zhou Xiaosan away.

In the cramped and smelly room, there were only the two of them left, silent and silent.