The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 245 Is this pig's head yours?

  No matter what Huangfu Shaozong and Baoqin thought, Tang Wanzhuang and Suzaku, who were watching from a distance, smiled at the same time.

  The capital is a big stage, and everyone will not easily reveal their true intentions. Such a fool can't survive now.

  They need to find a high-sounding reason for their invitation, and Zhao Changhe acted more clearly, pretending that everyone is unfamiliar and not giving face. This is normal, but everyone has matched a play.

  Of course, in Suzaku's view, it is more normal for Zhao Changhe to be really unfamiliar with the imperial concubine Huangfu.

  It wasn't this they were laughing at, it was the Queen.

  Where does he have the confidence to think that Zhao Changhe will talk to you? This shouldn't be the time for you to make a move. If you are so anxious that the real price drops, Zhao Changhe rejects it face-to-face. What can you do? Assassination?

  The two old women pondered for a moment, and then whispered to their cronies: "Follow that father-in-law, he may not really belong to the queen."

   Both left and right are horrified.

   It is indeed possible... If Zhao Changhe "leaves with the queen's people" and suddenly finds out that he died in Miyagi in the middle of the night, the queen's blame will be firmly on his shoulders. Unless Zhao Changhe was stupid, there was no way he would go with him.

  Tang Wanzhuang said in a low voice: "If it's really the empress's person, that's fine. If not, then this kind of thing feels like Huangfuqing would do it."

   Suzaku also said: "It's the one who is the queen, if not, then someone will plant it for me."

   After finishing speaking, he whispered to himself: "If he also thought of this level, wouldn't he think that the imperial concubine wanted to harm him?"

   Speaking of this, the beautiful eyes are flowing, which is quite interesting. After thinking for a while, he turned and entered the room: "I'm tired, let's go get busy."

  Left and right backed off.

   Suzaku took a look with his head, quickly changed out of the palace attire, put on a set of fiery red sacrificial robes, put on a pig mask, and suddenly went out through the window and disappeared into the streets of Yeyu.

  Over there, Zhao Changhe is in the VIP room of the casino. Not only are the gaming tables and gambling equipment in the room, but there is also an inner room. Inside is an inn room, and the incense tent is warm. At this time, someone is pouring hot water into the wooden barrel.

  Zhao Changhe looked very chic just now walking alone in the rainy night, but it turns out that there is still a price behind the pretense, and now he looks like a drowned rat.

  The manager of the gambling shop sat opposite him at the gaming table, playing with a Pai Gow in his hands, looking at Zhao Changhe with a smile in his eyes: "Mr. Zhao..."

   "Huh?" Zhao Changhe's hair was still dripping wet, and he seemed to carelessly touched Pai Gow to study: "How does this thing work?"

   "...You really want to play cards with your appearance?"

"Why not?" Zhao Changhe worked secretly, the steam was steaming, at least he dried his face a little, and the clothes were really not up to the level of Miss Winged Fire Snake, so he had to let it get wet: "The reason for coming to the casino is to play cards. Yes."

   "That's not necessarily true. When you go to the casino in Jianhu City, you are playing with Sha Qi's neck."

   "Hey, the names of your casinos are so similar, isn't it obvious that they are chain stores? Why don't you just call them by one name and finish the job. Why is Wei Zi pretending not to know who is behind the casino?"

   "Who said the name looks like a chain store, so are you and Wang Dashan brothers?"

  Zhao Changhe: "...It is recommended to use Pang Dahai next time."

The man also couldn't laugh or cry: "We don't even know why you found a gambling house and thought it was us who opened it, but it just happened to be the right one. But it doesn't matter. Since your Excellency has a clear goal to find us, you can only say yes." It's fate."

"It's not really." Zhao Changhe said leisurely: "It's just that since the young master is determined not to enter the gambling house, the first reaction to bring up the name must be the most famous in the capital, not just because of the proximity... just now on the road. Why didn’t he mention that there is a nearby gambling house? It only proves that this gambling house is different and has a special mark in the heart of the young master.”

  The man nodded: "That makes sense. Jin Jiu, who is in charge of the Anle Casino in Xiajingshi, has met Young Master."

  Zhao Changhe wondered: "You all have the same surname and a ranking? You are a middle-aged man who manages an important place in the capital, and Sha Qi is a young master who manages Jianhu City. How do you rank?"

   "We are the name of inheritance."

  Zhao Changhe was thoughtful: "So Yingwu used to have a group of brothers, but now some of them are withered...The first four..."

"The first four have passed away a long time ago, and there is no one to inherit them." Jin Jiu sighed and said, "How many people come back from the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes? .”

  Zhao Changhe didn't say a word, he felt that although he didn't have many friends, all of them looked like protagonists, unlike the feeling of premature death. Of course, this is unclear, even I don't know when I will hang up where no one knows.

  Jin Jiudao: "Let's not gossip anymore, since Mr. Zhao came to see us on purpose, why?"

   "If I'm not mistaken, you are actually a professional intelligence organization... I also suspect that Tingxuelou is your subordinate organization, similar to the Blood God Sect and the Four Elephant Sect."

"Half guessed, we are indeed a professional intelligence organization, but Tingxuelou is just a long-term collaborator. They killed people and couldn't find where the other party was. They just asked for information from us. There is no affiliation between the two parties. We I have no interest in the murder business." Jin Jiu smiled and said, "So we and Your Excellency really have no enmity."

"I reckon that you were originally looking for clues from the ancient era, and gradually evolved into grasping all kinds of information, and developed into an organization to make a living, right?" Zhao Changhe said: "I don't believe that the masters of Tianbang are just spying on information. "

"That's right." Jin Jiu said without hesitation: "We not only sell information, but also buy information. The most important information is about ancient secret realms and various lost alien spaces. Others are just incidental gains in the process of finding these. To put it bluntly It's none of our business to deal with the affairs of the world... So what is your identity is just a piece of information that can be bought and sold to us, and it will not affect any of our positions."

   "So I don't give them a little face, if you enter your door, you really dare to accept it."

  Jin Jiu clapped his hands and smiled: "Of course. In the world of martial arts, Gods and Buddhas seek. Your Excellency is not the only one who laughs proudly at the king?"

  Zhao Changhe nodded and said: "Since that's the case...then I'm here to buy information, do you want to do this business?"

"If what we want to buy is information about the emperor's recent situation, we don't understand it, so we can't make this deal." Jin Jiu sighed, "We talk about credibility, and we won't just throw out information that sounds like that to cheat customers out of their money." .”

   "What about the situation on the surface? Is this okay? How much is it?"

   "Basically everyone in the capital knows about it. This kind of information is worthless. I'll give it to you as a friend."

   "Thanks then."

  Everyone knows everything, and it’s not something that you can just ask someone... and the information on your side can be verified with other people’s knowledge. It’s good to have a place dedicated to providing information.

Jin Jiudao: "On the face of it, the emperor spent most of his time in seclusion, and he went to court to deal with some matters after he left the seclusion. The aura of a person. Coupled with the frequent tricks, and the lack of great talent and strategy in the early years, so I guess something went wrong. It's not like the rumors outside that people don't see people or the like, that's not the case."

   This is completely consistent with the information from Tang Wanzhuang, and there is nothing special about it.

  Zhao Changhe touched his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Do you know the inside story of the prince's death?"

  Jin Jiu smiled: "We can only guess about this, guesses are worthless, just listen to it."

   "Your guesses, I believe they are very valuable."

   "Our guess is that the emperor himself killed it."

  Even though he estimated countless possibilities, Zhao Changhe really didn't think about this one, and his eyes widened in shock for a moment.

  Nima, if Xia Longyuan can kill his son, then sitting here is like an old general on the stage, here to see him off?

Seeing that Zhao Changhe, who has always been calm and calm, finally showed a sense of color change, Jin Jiu was inexplicably relieved, and he laughed: "It's just a guess, as for why I guessed like this, it's inconvenient to tell you, unless you add money... Oh yes, This kind of thing is not worth the money.”

  Zhao Changhe stared at him without speaking.

"Okay." Jin Jiu looked at the door of the inner room leisurely, where the beautiful croupier in only a light gauze and tube top had been standing there for a long time, seeing Jin Jiu look over, the croupier said softly: "The bath water It's ready, the servant of the slave family takes a bath..."

  Before Zhao Changhe had time to speak, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open. A pig's head threw away two fainted guards, clapped his hands and walked in: "Serve, serve vigorously, let me see how it is washed."

  Jin Jiu looked at Zhao Changhe with a half-smile: "I heard that your Excellency was with a pig's head in Jianhu City. Is it this one? If not, we have to deal with it as a provocation."

  The pig's head looked up at the ceiling, as if he didn't bother to talk to you.

  Zhao Changhe was sweating: "Well, it should be, this one."

  Jin Jiu stood up leisurely: "It turns out that you have someone to serve you, so we won't bother you. May the guests find peace in Anle Casino."

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  PS: Seeing that some brothers are confused by the description of "blurred", this one, the female rabbit's eyes are blurred, it does not mean the state of nympho, it's just a misty description, don't get me wrong.

  (end of this chapter)