"Oh? It seems that you are thinking about me. Then I want to know, what are you asking me to do when you give me these things? Or what do you want to get from me?" Jiulong raised his eyebrows.

, Good guy, officials from six ministries came together to pay bribes. This scene is big enough.

When the old man saw that Jiulong was talking about the main topic, he immediately said: "Actually, I have gathered officials from six departments to come here this time, and they are actually here for Xuzhou. The reason why I asked you to go to Xuzhou this time is actually to investigate.

There is a serious flood problem in Xuzhou. You must also know that the situation in Xuzhou is different from other places. There are evil spirits at work. No matter how we control it, it cannot return to normal order."

Jiulong nodded solemnly: "Yes, I did see and hear a lot. Among them, there are not a few people who say that floods are caused by evil spirits. Even the fishermen who live by the river all year round say so. This industry is considered

Nothing gained."

The old man sighed softly: "Yes, even if you can't find out something, it is even less likely that we will find out. But there is no result in this matter, and the great master will not let us off lightly. So I kindly ask you to meet the great master."

At that time, no matter what you find, don't say anything, just explain that it is the work of evil spirits, and then intercede for us."

Jiulong frowned, as if he didn't want to deceive the elder, but after some careful consideration, he finally agreed: "Okay, leave this matter to me. You and I know everything about Xuzhou.

.I advise you, don’t keep those people.”

The old man was shocked. It was obvious that Jiulong's words were correct. He quickly recovered, forced a smile, and clasped his hands in his fists: "In this humble position, I will obey the instructions of my lord, and I will do it immediately after I leave."

"Well, that's good." Jiulong smiled slightly, but he was thinking in his heart, now that it is September and autumn, why are there floods in Xuzhou? He still remembers that every time he passed by Xuzhou, there had never been floods there.

We have been through a flood once, so why is there a flood now? Could it be...

Jiulong shook his head. Impossible. Jiuding guards Jiuzhou. It can't be the reason. But after this matter is over, it's time to go to Xuzhou. Now Jiuding only has Yanzhou Ding and Xuzhou Ding. For special treatment

I'm afraid they won't be able to find out his abilities.

When he came to his senses, the officials from the Six Ministries had already left. Before leaving, the old man left a note for Jiulong. When he opened it, he found an address: No. 35 Qinglong Street.

This is probably the address of the private residence that the old man mentioned. Jiulong looked at the address and smacked his lips. After thinking about it carefully, he called the butler: "Master, what are your orders?"

Jiulong handed him the note: "You take some people and a carriage, go to this place, and get back everything you put there. Don't move the people living there, and send people to guard it, and then every day

Just give them some food every day."

The housekeeper seemed to have done this many times before. He took the note, glanced at it and put it into his arms: "Don't worry, I will do this beautifully and make sure no one knows about it. Except

Besides, sir, do you have anything else to do? I'll do it for you when I get out."

Jiulong thought for a moment: "It's true. After the matter is completed, you can spend the money." After saying that, Jiulong took out a note with four zeros and one on it from his pocket and handed it to the butler.

When the housekeeper saw this note with a denomination of 10,000, his eyes widened. He quickly knelt down and took the note respectfully, folded it neatly and put it into his arms.

"Master, since you trust me so much, from today onwards, you can go up to the mountain of swords or to the sea of ​​fire, all at my command." After the butler collected the banknote, he kowtowed three times. Since the force used was a bit strong, this

The scalp was scratched and turned red.

"Okay, okay, you kneel down on the ground. My waist is still uncomfortable. Don't you want to finish off my old bones? Besides, since you became the housekeeper of my house, I will

I trust you very much. Tell me, when did it happen?

Didn't you help me? Get up quickly, oh." Jiulong stood up and walked slowly to the housekeeper. Just as he was about to bend down to help him, a pain came from his waist, and Jiulong's body froze and kept bending.

waist posture.

When the housekeeper saw something was wrong, he quickly got up and helped Jiulong to a side room to lie down and rest. After calling someone to massage Jiulong, he called a few people and drove a carriage to leave Zhang's house.

The closer you get to the imperial city, the fewer buildings around you. Most of them are the residences of various officials. The yards are very large and very close together. There are no hawkers or shops in the middle. So those in the inner city

Xichang Fanzi could only pretend to be a pedestrian and stay around for a short time, and then leave for another wave.

Everyone had been waiting for two or three hours for this coming and going, but there was still no movement in Zhang's Mansion. Just when people were about to go home, there was a sudden noise at the door of Zhang's Mansion, and the two people who were watching

At first glance, it turned out that officials from the Sixth Ministry heard that Lord Zhang had returned to the Forbidden City and came to visit him specially.

Even if it was a visit, there wouldn't be so many people. Although the people watching were suspicious, the time had come and it was time to change the guard, so they had no choice but to turn around and leave.

When the next group of people watching arrived, the officials from the Sixth Department had not yet entered. The two of them leaned against the wall, and then slowly moved towards the door while eating melon seeds. They wanted to go over and listen to those from the Sixth Department.

What did people say.

This group of officials from the Sixth Department have to be wary of the West Factory's gossip every day, so each of these people is more sophisticated than the last. When they saw two idlers next to them slowly moving towards the door of Zhang's Mansion, they knew that the West Factory

Someone in the factory was now staring at them, or rather at the Zhang Mansion. The originally noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

The two returned without success, and then the third batch came online. At this time, the officials had already walked in and were waiting for Jiulong in the reception room.

Although I want to know what they said, Zhang Mansion is different from other places. Not only is it heavily guarded, but the courtyard wall is also higher than ordinary courtyard walls. They can't get over it. In addition, even if they really go in and hear something

What, there is a high probability that they will be caught. When the time comes, Zhang Dianlin can kill them directly without explaining to anyone.

Seeing this, you all have another question. Xichang is licensed by the imperial power. Why can Zhang Dianlin directly kill people from Xichang?

Everyone, there is a reason you don’t know here. The officials in the various departments of the West Factory have always been in secret and have never exposed themselves. After all, if someone is caught, no matter which official it is, as long as the person who speaks to them is the other four

As an undercover agent sent by someone from China or Central-Earth, no one has anything to say. After all, the things that are secretly going on in the West Factory cannot be brought to light.

After the fourth batch, all the officials left and went back to their homes. Then the Zhang Mansion closed the door and no one came in or out.

The fourth group of people thought that no one would come out again, so when the time limit was up, they returned immediately and told the fifth group that they did not need to come up and went back to report directly.

The man who guarded the city before looked at the message sent to him by the people from the West Factory and frowned. Could it be that he was really overthinking it?

Now that the man is dying, he probably won't be able to get any information for a while, and there's nothing unusual happening at Mr. Zhang's house. It seems that this matter can only be put on hold.

When the fourth group of people evacuated, a carriage quickly drove out from the imperial city and stopped in front of the gate of Zhang Mansion.

The curtain was raised, and Chang Qing walked out of the car and got out slowly. He looked around and found the fourth group of people evacuating in a hurry. He frowned. When could civilians come to such a place? Those insiders

Are the patrols in the city blind?

Having been in charge of Xichang and Jinyiwei for a long time, he realized that something was wrong with the situation. He immediately ordered the men who came with him to follow the two men who had not gone far to see where they were going.

After his men left, Chang Qing slowly walked up the steps to the gate. The two soldiers guarding the gate naturally knew Chang Qing and immediately opened the gate and welcomed him in.

After Chang Qing entered the door, he asked a passing servant: "Master, where are you now?"

The servant glanced at Chang Qing and recognized that this was Mr. Chang from the West Factory. He quickly clasped his hands and said, "Your Majesty is resting in the side room now. I will take you there. There are many rooms here and it is easy to go wrong."

"Okay, thank you very much."

In this way, under the leadership of the servant, Chang Qing walked around and around in the huge Zhang Mansion, and finally came to the small room next to the living room, and gently knocked on the door: "Master, Mr. Chang in the palace wants to see you."

"Oh, come in." Jiulong said lazily. The little maid's hands were gently massaging his back. It was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep. But the next second, Jiulong hit him.

I was so excited that I woke up completely.

Chang Qing? What is he doing here? Could it be that he wants me to enter the palace? This is coming too soon...

While he was thinking wildly, Chang Qing had already entered the room and sat on a stool nearby. Looking at Jiulong who was lying on the bed for a massage, he laughed: "I didn't expect that after Mr. Zhang came back in a hurry, he actually lay on his back.

Enjoying it so much in bed, I wonder what the disaster victims in Xuzhou will think when they see it."

Jiulong sighed and said: "Mr. Chang, you really misunderstood. I rushed back as fast as possible without stopping. My intention was not to go home and lie down to rest and have people massage me. The main thing was really

I have a waist injury, which is really inconvenient. I can't go to the palace immediately to see the saint. I would like to ask Sir Chang to forgive me and say a few good words for me in front of the great master."

Chang Qing smiled slightly: "It's okay, we are just talking, Mr. Zhang, don't panic. I also know that you are traveling all the way back this time, so I specially asked our family to come and tell you that you will be healthy and well at home in the past two days.

Come on, don't be tired and don't be hungry. When you are well, it won't be too late to enter the palace again."

Jiulong pretended to shed tears of gratitude: "I am grateful for the Holy Grace. It is only because of my incompetent body that I cannot tell His Majesty what I and my delegation in Xuzhou saw and heard. I am guilty." As he said this, Jiulong actually squeezed out a few drops.

Tears fell on the pillow.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Zhang, these words have gone far. Now that the words have reached our house, we won't stay here any longer. Let's say goodbye." Chang Qing stood up, clasped his hands and said this before turning around and leaving.

However, Jiulong suddenly stopped him: "Mr. Chang, it's getting late. How about you stay at my place for dinner? I'll ask someone to prepare some good wine and food, and I'll treat it as Mr. Chang, you can help me with the wind and wash away the dust."

Already."

Chang Qing stopped and turned around, smiling slightly: "Since Mr. Zhang sincerely invites you, then Chang Qing should accept the invitation. This can be regarded as taking care of you in advance for the great master."

Jiulong chuckled: "That's very good."

It has been almost six or seven hours since Liu Zhida left after eating, and the lunch time has passed, but there is still no trace of him. Li Minghao felt a little anxious, something would really happen to Liu Zhida, right?

?

Just when he was worried about why Liu Zhida hadn't come back yet, suddenly from a certain car, the sound of someone devouring food came out. At the same time, there was also a smell of meat, which seemed to be beef.

This is strange. Logically speaking, all the meat products have been thrown to the wolves and eaten. How can anyone hide the meat?

Li Minghao followed the sound and smell, and finally found the fat official in a car in the middle of the motorcade.

The official was stuffing the beef on the plate into his mouth desperately. Suddenly he felt a chill on his back. He slowly turned his head and found an old hunchback standing outside the car. He was looking at him with a fierce look.

He, and this person, was Li Minghao who asked them to throw things to the wolf yesterday.

The official was startled, and he swallowed all the beef in his mouth. As a result, it got blocked in the esophagus halfway. His face instantly turned red, he was dancing, and he opened his mouth to speak.

But when the words came to my mouth, I just couldn't say them out, I could only make a sound of "ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh."

Li Minghao sighed, quickly tapped several acupuncture points on his chest and back with his fingers, and then patted his back with his palm. The official felt a burst of air rush directly from his lower body.

He came up and pushed out the beef stuck in his throat. He opened his mouth and spat out a large piece of beef that had not been chewed.

Saved, the official was breathing heavily. Just now he felt that he was about to meet the King of Hell. It was really dangerous. But he suddenly remembered that there was a living King of Hell standing outside the car.

"Well... uncle... I didn't mean it. I did throw away all the meat yesterday, but I found it during the inspection today." The official lowered his head and said more and more.

The lower your voice is, the less confident you are speaking.

Li Minghao snorted: "Oh, really? We worked hard to find food, and you are eating alone here? You should still have a lot of meat hidden, right? Get it from the truth, or I will stuff that piece of beef
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