The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

He spoke slowly and loudly.

Shen Linyang raised his chin and gave a sarcastic smile, arrogantly and proudly wanting to see Shen Yuqing's reaction.

Shen Yuqing's expression remained unchanged.

After a moment of silence, a disdainful smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Really?"

He smiled and said, "It turns out that my good brother is so thoughtful that he even found out about my eldest brother's secrets! Okay, I'll wait and see!"

Shen Linyang's smile froze.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

Shen Yuqing's reaction was unclear. He couldn't tell whether it was an intelligence error or Shen Yuqing was pretending to be calm.

"It shouldn't be like this!" Shen Linyang roared in his heart, "He should test me! He should be nervous! He should be afraid!"

But none!

He turned and left without hesitation.

There was no exploration, no questions, it was like it went in one ear and out the other, and didn't take Shen Linyang's words to heart at all.

Without even pausing, he walked all the way out of the military government prison.

After getting in the car, Shen Yuqing's expression became solemn: "Check who he has been in contact with recently."

Tan Shaoyuan said yes.

Shen Yuqing asked again, "What is Shen Ru doing these days?"

"Second Young Marshal has been eating, drinking and having fun lately, not doing anything else."

Tan Shaoyuan started the car, "The third young marshal has suffered frequent setbacks recently, which has annoyed the governor. The second young marshal does not dare to stand out in this situation and make the governor unhappy."

"We usually call each other brothers, but now we are watching from afar!" Shen Yuqing sneered.

He looked down upon Shen Ruye's integrity.

Among the three brothers, Shen Ruye is the most cowardly and likes to rely on others.

Shen Ruye liked to follow Shen Yuqing when he was little. Since he and Shen Linyang planned the plot to kill him six years ago, he and Shen Linyang have become a den of snakes and rats.

Tan Shaoyuan said: "The third marshal is in prison, and the second marshal does not dare to act on his own."

Shen Yuqing hummed.

He still kept Shen Linyang's words in his heart.

He rarely leaves any clues when doing things. Even if Shen Linyang knows his secrets, he can't find any clues about him or find out his faults.

If he finds it, he will definitely not be able to hide it or tuck it in. He will tell the governor the next second.

He wished Shen Yuqing would die.

Shen Linyang's words were not groundless, he had his secret.

He is confident about this and is sure to win.

What is the secret?

"Shen Linyangming will admit to hiding the money in the future."

Shen Yuqing and Tan Shaoyuan said, "The coal mines in Lincheng were taken over by their own people. He exploited the workers before, and after taking over, he gave the existing workers some extra money. In the future, wages will also be based on Lincheng standards. Also, the previous incident of workers drowning in the coal kiln, Compensation is too perfunctory and you ask someone to make up for the past.

You have also heard what Shen Linyang said. He will definitely be waiting for me after he comes out. I have people keep a close eye on Yan Tao these two days to see who he comes into contact with. "

"Young Marshal, are you doubting the Third Marshal and Hongmen?"

"Hongmen builds a private arsenal. He will swallow this matter and dare not come forward in the near future. Yan Tao is a brainless person. He might secretly contact Shen Linyang without telling his father and brother." Shen Yuqing said.

When it comes to secrets, he can only think of the arsenal.

During the days that Shen Linyang was in prison, this was all he did.

Yan Li and Yan Hai would definitely keep their mouths shut, but Yan Tao might not.

Tan Shaoyuan agreed and asked again: "Young Marshal, do we want to take over the coal mine in Lincheng? This is the territory of other warlords. Maybe..."

He was a little worried.

"What are you afraid of?"

Shen Yuqing laughed casually, "If you don't have money, you're a bastard! If someone can catch me, that's my destiny!"

He is not afraid of death.

There are constant wars in the north, but peace is now in the south. One day, artillery fire may come, and the people will be displaced and homeless.

Nowadays, there are internal and external troubles. Sooner or later, the north and the south will have to unite. He has to spend more money to make more weapons, instead of just focusing on the current wanton happiness.

Internal consumption will only destroy everything!

Tan Shaoyuan's face became solemn and he stopped talking.

The car drove to the first line of defense.

The officer on duty opened the gate and the car passed without any obstruction.

Drive straight ahead until you reach the fork in the road, which is the way back to the city.

Tan Shaoyuan asked him: "Young Marshal, do you want to go back to the Governor's Mansion or not?"

"Go back to the Governor's Mansion."

Shen Yuqing pinched the center of his eyebrows and paused for two seconds before continuing, "Forget it, instead of going back to the Governor's Mansion, go to the Western-style mansion on Wenxi Road."

Tan Shaoyuan drove the car back to the foreign building.

When we returned to the mansion, it was already past twelve o'clock.

Adjutant Bai Su heard the sound of the car and trotted out of the small building next to him.

Shen Yuqing got out of the car.

"Young Marshal!" He hesitated.

"Just say anything."

"Miss Song..." Bai Su scratched his head and said hesitantly, "Miss Song had someone send something over at night..."

Song Huiyi?

Shen Yuqing stopped and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Did she have someone deliver something?

He looked back: "Where?"

"My subordinate has put it in the study room." Bai Su said again, "Young Marshal, what is that..."

Before he could finish the rest of his words, Shen Yuqing had strode into the house and quickly ran up the stairs.

Bai Su glanced at Tan Shaoyuan and opened his mouth in confusion: "Young Marshal, can you run so fast?"

"There's no one left." Tan Shaoyuan nodded.

Hearing that Song Huiyi had given him something, Shen Yuqing's depressed mood suddenly disappeared, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

I didn’t expect that she would give him something!

What will it be?

He never expected women to give him anything, and even ignored them. But this was a gift from Song Huiyi, and for the first time, he had expectations.

When he held the door handle, he was a little nervous, and he exhaled before pushing it open.

It landed on the desk at a glance.

Take a step.

The smile on his face suddenly stiffened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face darkened visibly.

He wants to kill this boy Bai Su!

There are two things on the desk: a birdcage and a box.

Of course Shen Yuqing recognizes these two things!

The same is the parrot he sent over, and the same is the silver-patterned black box he personally selected. Without even thinking about it, it must contain the darts he customized for her.

She gave it all back to him.

good very good!

The parrot was resting and opened its eyes when it heard the sound. It stood on the short shelf, flapped its wings and shouted: "Hello! Hello!"

Bai Su and Tan Shaoyuan followed him upstairs.

Tan Shaoyuan asked in surprise: "Young Marshal, why don't you go in?"

Shen Yuqing did not answer.

He looked at Bai Su with a sullen face and said, "Is this what you said, Song Huiyi sent something here?"

"Yes."

"Did you send something here?"

"Uh, that's right." Bai Su peeked inside, "It's on the table, everything is missing."

Shen Yuqing's face turned darker, and the storm was about to come.

With a livid face, he said in a rough voice: "Get down!"

Bai Su and Tan Shaoyuan looked at each other and ran away quickly.

It wasn't until he went downstairs that Tan Shaoyuan asked him: "Why didn't you say that Miss Song sent the things back?"

"Ah?" Bai Su was a little confused, scratched his head and asked, "Is there any difference?"

Miss Song sent things over and Miss Song sent things back. Aren't they all sent here from Song Mansion?

"Apart from your great kung fu, you really don't have any brains." Tan Shaoyuan shook his head in disgust.

Bai Su: "..."

What did he say?

Doesn’t it mean the same thing?

How can you attack him personally and say that he is not smart?

Shen Yuqing approached the desk and opened the box.

He took out the gray cloth bag, untied the rope wrapped around the bag, and poured the darts inside onto the table.

Ten, no more and no less.

What he gave her, she returned to him intact.

Shen Yuqing was a little confused.

The last time they said goodbye at the entrance of the alley near Song Mansion, Song Huiyi did not return the things. Today at Manxianglou, he left, not to embarrass her, but she returned all the things.

why?

Shen Yuqing understands women's bodies and women's hearts, but he only doesn't understand Song Huiyi's heart.

For example, in military affairs, he likes practical operations and does not like reading military books.

The same goes for women.

He likes substantial things, he only wants their bodies, not their love.

But now, he doesn't understand Song Huiyi's heart, and he wants to read a book.

He held the edge of the dart and pondered over it.

She must have been practicing darts a lot recently, and the edges of the silver darts were somewhat worn, and the corners even had obtuse angles in some places, no longer as sharp as before.

very annoying.

Inexplicable irritability.

He sat on the soft chair, his body slumped, the darts were spinning around in his fingertips, and he felt sleepy.

The parrot is still talking from time to time.

Suddenly, he smiled.