The villain is being forced to whitewash again

As soon as he heard what he said, Qin Shi and Zhao Yuan looked at each other for a while, and only three seconds passed, but these three seconds were enough for them to communicate with each other with their four eyes. At this time, they became completely harmonious. The attitude he just walked in is different. If he was lying idle on the bed reading a book just now, he is now standing sideways behind the door with a stick and preparing to attack the intruder.

Zhao Yuan squatted down, the corners of his white clothes were on the not-so-clean floor, it was inevitable that it was a little dirty, but he didn't care at all, every time the uncontrollable cleanliness disappeared, it meant that his mind began to run quickly, and he would go on the ground without a trace He took a good look at the other party.

This person looks quite old, at least over forty. He is wearing a set of brown coarse linen clothes, and the red cloth is loosely tied around his waist, as if to prevent his swollen belly from collapsing unsightly. , the neck is thicker and more swollen than ordinary people, and the yellowish skin gives people a feeling of the early stage of venereal disease.

He frowned, and suddenly he didn't like this person very much. He always felt that there was a strange smell mixed with the smell of alcohol on this person's body. Although it was not strong, it was prominent enough in his sensitive sense of smell, like a piece of Meat that is so rotten that it can grow fungus, people soaked in adultery and wine often emit such an aura unconsciously, he was a little disgusted by his own imagination, and stopped looking at it without a trace.

"...Are you the old tramp who stalked Beigong's mansion and handed over the letter to Beigongchen? It doesn't look like anything special."

"Don't change the subject." The old drunk glared at him, "You haven't answered the question you asked before, why is my letter to Bei Gongchen in your hands? Where did you come from, cats and dogs?"

He looked suspiciously, "The first one to ask questions should be our side, to be honest, I don't believe you can reveal much about Yueqiong's past, a woman who looks like she is in her 60s How could the old man have a relationship with a young woman in her 20s? Even father and daughter are too different."

"Even if there is a relationship between you and her, it is only possible that one day she happened to pass by and threw a few copper coins into your bowl. You wrote a letter and mysteriously called someone here. Come from a ghostly place, I think, I'm afraid it's not a scam with bad intentions!"

Ordinary people would have exploded with anger when they heard such unkind sarcasm, but the old drunkard was not at all anxious. He groaned twice and got up from the ground, pulling the red cloth tied around his waist, Sitting on the nearest chair with Erlang's legs up, Le's bulging stomach became more obvious.

"Don't think you can swindle peace by resorting to aggressive tactics. I don't like this old trick. If you don't plan to answer the question I asked before, then hurry up and get out of here. I'm too lazy to listen. The two cats and dogs have nothing to do to fart when they are full."

He was stunned, he didn't expect that the old alcoholic was so vigilant, he was not irritated at all, but put on a disgusted face, as if he was not afraid of any danger he would suffer if he didn't cooperate, he couldn't help thinking, could it be... ...does this old alcoholic really know anything about Yueqiong's past?That's why you act so fearless?

He decided to open the skylight first and speak honestly, no matter whether the other party is really interested or is playing tricks, let's try it out before speaking.

"Well, since you want to know so much, I can also tell you openly that the two of us are working for Bei Gongchen, if you want to talk to her about something, it doesn't make any difference if you talk to us. "

"Where's Bei Gongchen?" The old drunkard asked him suspiciously, "Since she has already got the letter I wrote to her, why didn't she come and talk to her in person, instead of sending you two young brats to perfuse me?"

"……"Are you serious?Who is the little guy? Have you ever seen such a handsome guy?Zhao Yuan felt that his heart was broken. Anyway, the word "Jade Face" was written in the Jianghu name. Could it be that his face is really so unrecognizable?Do you want to hurt your self-esteem like this?

"I can't answer it now, I knew it, you guys are lying." The old drunkard snorted coldly.

"You have to answer such an obvious thing? Don't you think that people in the royal family are ordinary people?" Zhao Yuan said, "Bei Gongchen is the princess of the Beigong Palace. She does everything by herself, and who can afford to be responsible for any accidents outside, sending two trusted confidants to help her do things is nothing more than normal."

The corners of the old drunkard's mouth opened, revealing a secret mocking smile, "You are well-spoken, but why should I believe that you are Bei Gongchen's confidantes? I have lived for 68 years, but I have never heard of a bad person saying that I It belongs to the bad guys."

Seeing that the old drunkard didn't believe it at all, Zhao Yuan thought calmly. This person really has a lot of eyes, and he is as cautious as walking on a steel wire high in the sky. In this way, maybe he really has what they need. Things, I finally found a breakthrough, this time I have to seize the opportunity and not let go.

Seeing that Zhao Yuan didn't speak, the old drunk thought he had been exposed to a fabricated lie, so he felt guilty. He sneered twice, and the tips of his fingers, which were stained yellow by soot, rolled around on the plate on the table. The fennel beans crumbled into scum and fell off the edge of the saucer to the side below.

He squeezed a few and threw them into his mouth, chewing with his teeth creaking like a bone being crushed, and spit it out rudely with a bah sound as if it was unpalatable, nonsense, something with a lot of saliva can Where is the deliciousness, he stepped into the crack of the tiles in disgust, not thinking about the degree of bitterness that Xiaoer will buckle out in the future.

He looked at Zhao Yuan and Qin Shi coldly through his nostrils, Erlang's legs were shaking and trembling, the attitude of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water combined with his blushing face was not to mention how unscrupulous.

"Why, are you thinking about how to tell a good lie if you keep silent now? I knew you were not the people around Bei Gongchen at all! You just listened to Yueqiong's order and wanted to kill me, the only insider, As long as this is done, no one in the world will know how she climbed to this position by stepping on the sea of ​​blood and human flesh!"

Zhao Yuan's eyes narrowed, this person really held the secret about Yueqiong!He smiled slightly and said, "If we really came here to kill Yueqiong, do you think you can still live to this point? You have already died more than a hundred times. If you want evidence, I have it on me. I don't know you Can two eyes see how unique this thing is."

A round copper token appeared in front of the old drunkard. It was copper-colored all over, and the front was engraved with the word "御祭" in a strong and powerful font. On the other side was engraved a majestic tiger sitting cross-legged, It was the imperial gift token that Zhao Yuan took out in front of everyone in Shaolin Temple.

Although the old drunkard is already 68 years old and his eyes are very dizzy, how could he not be able to see things so close to him, not to mention there is such a big word 御祭, thinking he was dreaming, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes in disbelief Take a closer look.

Seeing this, his heart twitched in horror, and he fell off the chair with his left foot still hanging on the chair. Under his messy gray hair, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he pointed tremblingly at Zhao Yuan's hand. The token you are holding.

"...This...isn't this the imperial token that the emperor bestowed on the prince of Beigong today? It is said that as long as you hold this token, you can not only mobilize the military department to issue orders, but also freely enter and leave the palace to meet the emperor. Such an imperial gift token, but you actually have it in your hand, could it be that you...you are really confidantes working for Bei Gongchen?"

Zhao Yuan said: "It's rare, you are quite knowledgeable, don't you believe it now?"

The token that the emperor bestowed on the lord was dangling in front of his eyes, whoever saw the token was seeing the lord, how could the old drunk dare to sneer and say that he didn't believe it at this moment, and quickly said: "I believe it, I believe it! If the grass-roots offend you in any way just now, please forgive me, my lords!"

Qin Shi said calmly: "Now that you have confirmed our identities, you can tell us about Yueqiong's past."

The old drunkard really didn't doubt it at this moment, but his eyes rolled around and he suddenly smiled, rubbed his hands and said, "This... well, my lord, you should also know that no matter what you do, you should tell me everything. Back? In fact, I don’t expect so much, unlike some greedy people who not only want wealth but also a lot of gold and silver, I just want a little bit, just a little bit..."

"You want a reward." Qin Shi understood the old drunkard's words, and saw the old drunkard's calloused hands subconsciously rub harder because of his words, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

The old drunkard didn't speak, and when he smiled coquettishly, he showed a mouthful of white teeth that didn't match his depraved image.

Qin Shi said, "How much do you want?"

The old drunkard stretched out his hand and only showed five fingers, Zhao Yuan couldn't help interjecting: "...you only want five taels?" The old drunkard shook his head, Zhao Yuan asked suspiciously: "15 taels?" The old drunkard shook his head again, Zhao Yuan was angry, "How much do you want? Just say it, are you afraid that we won't be able to pay? Hurry up, we are in a hurry!"

The old drunkard laughed and said: "Caomin don't want much, 50 taels of silver is enough."

"What? 50 taels of silver? You think this is robbing the bank!" Zhao Yuan almost spit out.

The old drunkard immediately said with a sad face: "You don't know, I have lived to such an age, my body and bones are getting worse and worse, my two legs are almost disabled, and when it rains, I lie on the bed and cry out. Every day I think about raising my body and living a few more years, but I don’t have money for medical treatment, what can I do, I can only live a miserable life day by day.”

As he spoke two lines, tears streamed down his face, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes with his tattered sleeve, his gray hair was in a mess, his body stinks, and he didn't know how long he hadn't bathed, and the holes in his shoes made him even more so. The whole person is bitter and pitiful.

Zhao Yuan said suspiciously: "Is the leg broken? Why do I look like a dragon and a tiger?"

"It's disabled, ouch, I started to hurt again as I said that." The old drunkard immediately wrinkled his face into a chrysanthemum, and his mouth was pouted in pain, which really had an inner taste.

But Zhao Yuan's mouth was not forgiving, and he asked sharply: "Since life is so hard, shouldn't you save money to see a doctor? For the first time, I know that getting drunk can cure rheumatism."

The old alcoholic laughed shamelessly, "My lord, you should know that alcohol is addictive once you drink it. I am terminally ill and I can't quit immediately. It's better to drink more before dying and have more fun. "

How can there be such a person, Zhao Yuan is very contemptuous in his heart, he has seen many people of all kinds, but he has never seen such a self-willed and depraved person who is so muddy that he can't support the wall, it is estimated that if you give him money, he will throw it away. Into casinos and brothels. "If one day you die suddenly, it will be really unfair."

The old drunkard said with a smile on his face: "Oh, let's put it this way, but the money... Of course I don't have to, but your master is backed by a mountain of gold and silver, so it shouldn't be a big deal if you think about it. right?"

Zhao Yuan knew that if the old drunkard couldn't swallow the money, he would never pry it open, so he took the money from his pocket and threw it on the table. "This is 50 taels of silver bills, enough to cure the disease."

Before Zhao Yuan could let go, the old drunkard grabbed the thin 50 taels silver note, his eyes seemed to be glued to it, and a bright chrysanthemum blossomed on his wrinkled face. He never expected to get it so easily. Not to mention how excited I was after getting a large sum of money, when I suddenly thought of something, my eyes rolled around and I had another idea, and I sighed sadly.

"...Although the 50 taels of silver bills are enough, my illness will be almost gone after I am cured. If I have extra money to buy wine..."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Zhao Yuan, and saw that the other party frowned, two lines of hot tears immediately flowed down from the two lines of full marks for his acting skills, "...I have a pity that I will live to the age where I will be buried in the loess, and I am still a lonely old man. There is no filial piety from children, if... If you can't drink consoling wine in this life, then what is the difference between me and the walking dead..."

"Enough." Zhao Yuan interrupted the old drunkard's groans, and said coldly, "Don't you think you have too little money? This 50 tael silver note and the one just now add up to a total of 100 tael, which is enough for one." Ordinary people have spent half their lives eating, drinking and having fun, now, you should be comfortable!"

The old drunk grabbed the silver bill that floated to the ground, his eyes were shining brightly, and he almost kissed him happily, and the saliva in his throat was covered all over the silver bill.

"It's very comfortable. Now I'm almost floating on the clouds and rolling around. My lord, you are so kind!"

Zhao Yuan said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense and tell us how much you know about Yueqiong's past."