Walking through the lonely city of Wanren Mountain

It was a fine golden flower, like an ornament on a woman's hairpin. Huang Sanpao carefully walked around the table and held it in his hand.

"I found it in a relatively obscure corner of the tea table. If I hadn't bent down to look, I really wouldn't have found it." Putting the golden flower on the handkerchief Samodoro drew out, Samodoro listened to the golden flower. Three guns talk.

The golden flower seems to be inlaid with dots of sparkling light: "Thin diamond?"

"Fine drill?" Li Zhi repeated Samodoro's words with a puzzled tone, and he looked at Samodoro with some puzzlement.

"This is a good thing. It makes a lot of money. It's enough for me to eat delicious food for a lifetime." Samodoro touched the saliva that no longer existed at the corner of his mouth, as if the delicious food was already within his reach, and he could reach it with his hand.

"Wow, isn't that a treasure that only the emperor can have?" Huang Sanpao was startled and asked hastily.

"That's not true. As long as you have money, you can have such things as fine diamonds, but they are all comparisons for nouveau riche." Samodoro carefully wrapped the golden flower and stuffed it into his arms.

"What can that prove?" Li Zhi looked at him with a money-obsessed look, and felt a headache in his heart. This guy probably fell ill again.

"Go and ask Third Brother Hua, the task I entrusted to him should be completed." Samodoro patted Li Zhi on the shoulder, and said meaningfully.

"When did you find the third younger brother Hua?" Huang Sanpao was very dissatisfied.

"You guess? When you don't know." Samodoro shook his head mysteriously, dragged Li Zhi and walked out.

【Changan Yihong Courtyard】

"How did you make sure that the golden flower is not Mrs. Qian?" Li Zhi looked at the young man in red who had entered the Yihong Courtyard and asked for a private room, and then ordered several large plates of sauced pig's trotters.

Samodoro's purpose is to live forever and keep his mouth open. He grabbed the pig's trotter and took a big bite: "I can see it."

"Where did you see it?" Huang Sanpao looked at him and kept sighing, how could anyone in this world be so good at eating?Could it be that a starving ghost cannot be reincarnated?This man went to the tree to think about life before eating.

[Time goes back to before a stick of incense, by the side of Yihong courtyard]

"Small, little Sa, don't scare me and the boss, we just came a little late from the Dali Temple." Huang Sanpao looked at the precarious Samodoro on the tree in front of the Yihong courtyard with fear. .

"I'm thinking about life." Samodoro glanced at Li Zhi lightly, "Please do not disturb."

"He needs to comprehend the philosophy of life, let's not disturb him, let's go in first." Li Zhi pondered for a moment, then said to Huang Sanpao.

Huang Sanpao also nodded in agreement, and the two were walking in when Samodoro jumped down from the tree: "Hey, how did you go?"

"Don't you want to think about life?" Looking at Samodoro who landed smoothly, Huang Sanpao was not uncommon.

"After thinking about it, I'm hungry. How about, Li Shaoqing, please invite me?" Samodoro said to Li Zhi with some heartache, "You know, I'm a little short of money recently."

The person who took the fine diamond told us that we were short of money...open eyes and talk nonsense!Isn't this the rhythm of his treat and we pay the bill?

【Time back to the original point】

Yihong Courtyard is a well-known spring building in Chang'an. Everyone says that if you don't want to be a romantic in Chang'an, you will be the son of a man. Yihong Courtyard is the place where they must come to spend a night. Many upstarts The prodigal son also spent a lot of money here, but he was in vain and never returned.

"Nonsense." Samodoro gave him a disdainful look, "Mrs. Qian's clothes are better than those of rural women, so how could she spend a lot of money to buy a priceless hairpin and put the hairpin on it?" Break it into pieces, if you really grit your teeth and buy it, and don’t give it as a treasure, how can you be willing to break it up a little bit?”

It makes sense.Huang Sanpao nodded. After leaving the Qian Mansion, Samodoro took them to Hua Sandi and arranged them at the tea table, but he went to the back room to have a private conversation with Hua Sandi. Did not tell them what the conversation was about.

Huang Sanpao thought dejectedly, this Samodoro, if he eats soft but not hard, he can't grind it into a good piece of rough jade.

"Then you mean that someone has been in the house." Li Zhi quickly cleared his mind and tried to ask a question. Samodoro nodded.

There was a knock on the door of the box, and the bustard of Yihong Yard walked in with a beautiful woman.

The three of them stopped talking, Samodoro gnawed the sauced pig's trotter vigorously, Li Zhi drank tea slowly, Huang Sanpao drooled while looking at the sauced pig's trotter in Samodoro's hand, and refused to look away for a moment.

"Guest officer, I brought up the person you want." The old bustard finished speaking to Samodoro with a smile, pointed to the beautiful woman, then bowed to Samodoro and exited the box.

The beautiful woman bit her lip, and bravely raised her head to look at the three people in the box.

The red-clothed boy in the middle is the most handsome and handsome among the three, but he is holding a sauced pig's trotter, which is full of oil stains. This is not the right time.

The man in white who drank tea on the other side had a calm demeanor, extremely indifferent, maybe it was a good choice.

The beautiful woman suddenly felt a cold stare, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the boy in red raised his head slightly, looking at her coldly, as if looking at a dead person, well, the man in white is not a good choice.

The last one...forget it.

"What's your name?" Samodoro slowly discarded the remaining sauced pig's trotters on the table, took out another handkerchief and wiped it carefully, glanced at the woman casually, and said casually.

The gorgeous woman still stood where she was, showing off her most beautiful and charming appearance: "My lords, I call you Thrush."

"Thrushgirl, I didn't ask you to come here for anything, just to ask where you went at Fifteen Nights and Thirty." Samodoro smiled, and raised his hands with elegance and luxury.

A trace of panic flashed in Huamei's eyes, and she couldn't help but take a step back: "You ask this, why do you ask this? This is the part that involves my privacy. If you come to force it, believe it or not, I will sue the officials!"

She lifted her skirt, turned around and was about to leave. She was in a hurry, but suddenly a long sword roared through the air, piercing through the bamboo with the momentum of a fish and dragon roaring, and brushed her black hair in diameter. Thrush's face was reflected, and with her deep fear, the sword was inserted into the door in front of her that she was about to open. There was still a scarlet token hanging on the hilt, and Thrush's face was wiped There was a bloodstain, spots of blood oozing down, she stretched out her fingertips trembling and touched her face, she couldn't believe it, she stared blankly at the scarlet token.

Three large characters were written on the token with strong and sharp pen and ink: Dali Temple!

"Dali Temple investigates the case, sue the official? We are the official. Where can the thrush girl go to sue?" Samodoro stood up, clapped his hands, and said the tone of his words with a bit of helplessness and compromise, "He is like that, I There is really nothing we can do about him, so Thrushgirl, for your sake of reputation, please come with us to Dali Temple."

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Updates on Friday and Saturday!Next week will reveal the finale of Ghosts Who Didn't Return, and the next volume of Bride to be Married.

Why are there no comments, woo woo woo, I'm so lonely, everyone should go and see Ning Jing Zhi Yuan.

Let me announce another small theater.

【years later】

Huang Sanpao: Summer, I have always been curious about what you would have done if the thrush had leaned on the boss.

Samodoro: I won't do it.

Huang Sanpao: Huh?

Samodoro: Before I kill her, I will torture her to make her life worse than death, dying, and I will not give her pleasure.

Huang Sanpao: ...You are ruthless.