Soft-boned beauty, isn't he fragrant?

Chu Gui sat in the room and waited for the guests who had booked him for the night to come to his door, feeling depressed in his heart.

Today's performance didn't make any mistakes. He dared to say that the visual effect was not worse than when he won the gold medal in his previous life. How could he not have attracted that person's attention?

He went through Wang An's information again in his mind.

Xiao Qi, styled Wuwei, was the youngest son of the first emperor, and was the sixth eldest son. He was born to the noble concubine Jiang Wan with his rival, the third prince Xiao Zhi. The first-class prince, the feudal country is Jinzhou, a rich and rich place in the world.

Because of the doting of the emperor and the queen mother, he was reluctant to let him become a vassal. Outside Dingding City, he built the boss's Prince An's Mansion, and handed over the Jinwei who was in charge of the overall defense of Shangdu to him. The prince with real power is simply under one person and above ten thousand people.

It's just that this person is really overwhelmed with heavy responsibilities. It is said that he is lazy by nature, he is incapable of writing, and he has no strength to restrain a chicken. Three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, Zhijinwei eight offices and sixteen towns, hundreds of soldiers, big and small, probably most of them have never even met this person.

Thinking of this, the person in the rumors really doesn't match up with the peachy eyes he has seen twice.

Chu Gui felt that there might be some unknown link in it, otherwise, his sense of disobedience would not be so strong.

While thinking wildly, the guest entered the door, Chu Gui took a closer look, it turned out to be the chunky stone pier that he bumped into when he entered the Spring Thatched Cottage the first day.

He didn't even bother to stand up to greet him, anyway, he didn't really want to be a waiter, and he didn't care about customer satisfaction and return rate.

Besides, the height of this person is about the same as the height I am sitting at the moment. If I really want to stand up to greet him, it is not a welcome but a demonstration.

He nodded his head indifferently, lifted the jug and filled the cups opposite him, he had already dealt with the matter, Chu Gui half propped his chin, and began to think about his own problems again.

His negligent attitude, placed on other young men, the officials of Zhou must have yelled at him long ago, but now he is like a demon, he doesn't realize it, and even feels that he is a little flattered to trouble the gods to pour the wine.

After being quiet for a while, Zhou Daguan began to have nothing to say. After all, he was in business, and his eloquence was very good. He talked witty and witty about the management of his dozens of silk and satin shops, and Chu Gui finally gave it to him. With a bit of concentration, and nodding with "hmm" and "oh" from time to time, the whole night passed quickly.

When it was time to say goodbye, this veteran of the Huazhong who took Nanfeng Pavilion as his home turned reddish, confessed coyly, said that he really liked him, and patted his chest to promise that he would wait until he groomed him , will definitely bid the highest price, and will never let him fall by the wayside.

That cautious and extremely serious posture is like that of a pure and innocent boy.

Chu Gui regarded him as those fans in his previous life, put on a business smile, waved his hands lazily, and ended the first night service in his young lady's career.

Waking up the next day, the depression of failing to hook up again last night has not dissipated. Chu Gui suddenly began to feel unsure about what happened after he got the oiran. Looking at Wang An like that, I am afraid that it is really bad. Such a man definitely has something to hide.

It seems that all eggs cannot be put in one basket, and other ways out need to be explored again.

He made a simple plan, and called the servant, Guo'er, in. He said that he was too excited and too tired to fall asleep last night, and now he needs to catch up on a good night's sleep. Ordered not to be disturbed by anyone coming in.

After the listing banquet last night, there was no one in the hall who didn't know about Chonglou. This person must be famous all over the world. Guo'er didn't need to be ordered by the steward, she already regarded him as a nobleman, and immediately agreed loudly , and thoughtfully lighted a sleep aid incense, and finally closed the door.

As soon as the people left, Chu Gui immediately went back to the hut in the west courtyard of the Ruyi Building. The two houses were separated by a wall. For him, it was effortless to avoid the eyes and ears of people entering the room.

After burning an incense stick, a middle-aged man with a scorched complexion carried a wooden box, slowly left the Ruyi Building, and walked north.

On the third floor of Yuelai Tea House, Ruan Jixing turned dark on Xiao Qi who had just taken off the curtain: "Why did you come to the door in broad daylight this time, and you didn't even bother to cover your face?"

Xiao Qi pushed the veil on the table and replied with a smile, "Isn't it covered?" He turned his head and looked at the rice shop opposite.

In fact, he also knew that he shouldn't have come, but he couldn't control it. It seemed that something was breaking his stubborn defense, disturbing his inner peace.

He has to come here to take a look, even if it is impossible to see the person he wants to see, he still has to take a look, sitting here, he can describe the past in detail according to the memory, let the person hidden in his heart The contour looks new again.

Ruan Jixing was a little reluctant: "Didn't you bring any guards?"

Xiao Qi didn't turn his head and still stared out of the window, and gestured upwards with his fingers casually. Ruan Jixing looked up, and Wuming with a brass mask on his face leaned out half of his body from the beam, as if he had greeted him.

At least he was relieved, and was about to continue persuading, Xiao Er knocked twice on the door, asking for instructions: "Pavilion Master, there is a distinguished guest coming to the door, the shopkeeper can't make up his mind, please give me instructions."

Ruan Jixing: "What an honorable guest?"

Xiaoer: "Five thousand gold, ask for a topographic map."

Although I don't know where the picture is, but the price is really quite good. At this time, Xiao Er hastily added: "Deposit, this is only half of the deposit. He also said that if it feels low, we can negotiate again."

Now, even Xiao Qi couldn't help becoming curious, and said in a low voice: "Last year, someone from Beiyuan wanted the structural diagram of the Liannu, so they were willing to give five thousand gold. The total price can exceed ten thousand. It should be What picture?"

Ruan Jixing has no idea for the time being. Although his Xuanji Pavilion was created by King An to collect information, it is still under the guise of selling information to the outside world. There is absolutely no reason to push such a large business to the door. Yes, we have to talk about it first.

This is planning to accuse the master and go downstairs to have a look.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qi has already opened his mouth: "Invite someone to come up and talk, I will be behind the screen, and see what is the picture of such an expensive guest."

Ruan Jixing nodded and ordered to go on. After a while, under the guidance of Xiao Er, a middle-aged man with a scorched complexion entered the wing.

It's very unfamiliar, and it's not even clear whether this is his real face. Ruan Jixing took a close look at the temples, chin, etc., and couldn't see the slightest flaw.

The visitor held the wooden box with both hands and put it on the table. Before he could speak, he opened the box first, and there were fifty yellow croakers lying neatly inside, shining with cold metallic light.

Ruan Jixing stared at those old hands, raised his head and asked, "What picture does the guest want?"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, with an extremely deep and rough voice: "Dingding City."

Ruan Jixing doubted his own ears, and asked hesitantly, "Is it... the architectural structure diagram?"

The man looked over with strange eyes: "What kind of architectural map can win ten thousand gold? Naturally, it is the topography and defense map."

Ruan Jixing gasped in his heart.

He never expected that under the imperial city, there would be someone who would blatantly try to break into the palace gate. He inevitably lost his composure and blurted out, "You want to break into the palace?"

Chu Gui was a little impatient, the Xuanji Pavilion had such a great reputation in Jianghu, and it was called one camp and one pavilion together with Liu Ying. He didn't expect to be so ink-stained in doing business, and said a little mockingly: "You vegetable seller , I don’t care if I take it home and steam it or boil it, as long as I can do it.”

Ruan Jixing subconsciously glanced at the screen. Before he could come up with any excuses, Chu Gui said again: "If you are still not qualified to make up your mind, why don't you ask your master to open a golden mouth? Such a big business has come to your door. Even if Xuanji Pavilion refuses to accept you, you have to give a reason."

As soon as he entered the box door, he sensed two and a half breaths, the one in front of him and the one whose face was invisible behind the screen.

The reason why there is another half of the argument is because this half is definitely a master. The moment they sensed each other, the faint breath disappeared without a trace. , it seems that there is nowhere to hide, but it seems to be everywhere, it is a hidden posture that can launch a fatal blow at any time.

Chu Gui was indeed a little surprised, but it wasn't because of the masters in the room, but because there was another high-ranking person behind the rumored Supreme Wisdom Pavilion Master Xuanji.

There was only one cup on the table, and the subconscious glance of the other party when he questioned, all of which explained the true status of the person behind the screen.So it's not surprising that the semi-invisible master must be the bodyguard of this big man.

He came to buy news sincerely, and he didn't want to find fault with him. He was not curious about who this person was, so he acted as if he didn't know.

The air in the room was quiet for a while, Ruan Jixing turned and entered the screen.Chu Gui pricked up his ears and listened, but there was no human voice, only a small rustling sound, which should be a written conversation.

A while later, the owner of the Xuanji Pavilion, who was wearing a green bamboo scarf, came back, and said with a big gift: "I'm sorry, my guest. My Xuanji Pavilion only talks about Jianghu affairs, and I have never set foot in the court, so I really can't accept this order, I'm very sorry."

Chu Gui looked at the middle-aged man with the appearance of a scribe in front of him, and then at the golden yellow croaker in the box. Where is Wan Jin, so unattractive?You don't even need to think about it for a few days, but you reject it immediately?

He really couldn't figure out what kind of evil it was. Since Xinglin failed to recommend himself to that bastard named Xiao Qi, it seemed that his life had entered a Mercury retrograde period. The news, even wanting to spend it?

Maybe he met a nemesis and made a special trip to darken his career with a 100% success rate?

While packing up the wooden box, he became a bit impatient and speculated in his heart: "Since he doesn't take care of the affairs of the court, then your master must be a member of the court? I just don't know whether the surname is Jiang or Xiao!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little tense. Chu Gui coldly glanced at the large vase that fell to the ground not far away, thinking that your second-rate deception is far worse than the strength of the Qi machine. , I actually have the nerve to show off in front of me. If I really want to be unfavorable to your master, I'm afraid I'll split you in two when you were hiding on the beam in front of your head.

After warning with his eyes, he picked up his box and walked towards the door.

After walking two steps, I couldn't help but turned around and said, "A kind reminder, don't wear a green headscarf in the future, it's too ugly and unlucky."

After saying this, he didn't bother to pay attention to the faces of the people behind him, and went downstairs without looking back.