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Chapter one hundred and eighty seventh

Several people settled down in Qiu Mansion.

Mo Qingzhu was very dissatisfied with Jun Jiuning's inseparable little tail. He found that as soon as he looked for Jun Jiuning, Wen Fei stared at him without blinking, often making him stuck as he spoke, so that he often forgot what he wanted to say in the second half.

Jun Jiuning has asked him several times if he was too busy recently and his mind was too busy.

Mo Qingzhu has troubles.

But he also directly told Jun Jiuning: It is really troublesome to follow Wen Fei with her all day. As a once glorious chatterbox, he was so stared at as if he was stuttering. Can you make Wen Fei's "follow" slightly lighter?

But as soon as he finished speaking, Wen Fei, who was behind Jun Jiuning, wiped the sword hanging around his waist, and two eyebrows flew over.

The threat is self-evident.

But he is Jun Jiuning's "righteous" personal guard. Mo Qingzhu has no such position and meddled with other people's business. His eyes are vicissitudes and his eyes are silent and looking at the world: Can't I afford to offend me?

In the blink of an eye, four days passed by fighting and making trouble, and the six people became much more familiar with each other.

On the fifth day, Mo Qingzhu finally couldn't sit still: "Shopkeeper Li didn't come to see us. I probably knew that he was being targeted. I'd better go to Hongchen Inn."

Uncle An frowned and said, "Third Master, the Weicheng is now in a panic, so it is better to avoid the limelight."

Since Feng Yunxi was injured in Qiululin, Empress Xia not only sent officers and soldiers from Weicheng to search for the injured suspects, but also the Zheng family members also made great efforts to slander the Li family.

I'm afraid it's really unsafe around Manager Li.

Mo Qingzhu smiled confidently: "Uncle An, I'll go in person this time. It's much more convenient for you to be alone, so don't worry."

Jun Jiuning was eating a peach with rich juice next to him. Hearing this, he immediately pinched the handkerchief and wiped his mouth casually, and said seriously: "Don't you take me with me? I have to go too."

Mo Qingzhu shook her head: "If you want to go, then there will be three of us. The goal is too big and it will be easily discovered."

Jun Jiuning suddenly lost her face: "But I still have something to do..."

And she had to do this today, and Mo Qingzhu must be present.

She will definitely help Mo Qingzhu collect all the people from "Zhizhu Shelter"!

Jun Jiuning stuffed the peach in Wen Fei's arms and said with his hips: "Anyway, if you don't bring me, I can go out by myself."

She turned around and said, "Isn't Wen Fei?"

Wen Fei frowned and held the half-bitten peach and said perfunctorily: "Yes."

Anyway, with him there, no matter what, Jun Jiuning will not make any trouble. Jun Jiuning will let go and do what she wants.

Mo Qingzhu touched her chin, thought about the role Wen Fei could play in the force ceiling, and barely compromised: "Okay, but don't act without permission."

Jun Jiuning cheered and ran back to the room excitedly to change into a neat men's clothing.

"I'm not so eye-catching if I dress like this!"

Mo Qingzhu said concisely: "Not at all. Besides, we are not going to Hongchen Inn now."

Jun Jiuning understood in a second: "I know, it's time to get dark."

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night of killing people.

As they guessed, Manager Li was targeted by the Zheng family.

The Zheng family has its own information channel in Weicheng, and it is very easy to investigate a few outsiders.

Before Feng Yunxi woke up, he learned that the people who had conflicted with him before were resting at Hongchen Inn!

And they also went to Qiululin.

Zheng Xingya suspected that it was those people who snatch Qiu Shuizhi from the Qiulu forest and attack Feng Yunxi. Therefore, he took the opportunity to keep asking for trouble for the Li family, and the first person to bear the blame was the Manager Li, who had a deep resentment with him.

Hongchen Inn and Li Shiya were forced to close the door, while shopkeeper Li was arrested into the government, saying that they cooperated with the arrest of the suspect, but in fact, Zheng Xingya took the opportunity to avenge his personal revenge.

After two days of being in prison, shopkeeper Li was unable to eat, someone finally came to see him.

A poor-quality oil lamp was lit in the prison, and the burning of the lamp oil emitted a choking gas. Manager Li felt that his nostrils were smoked into a chimney.

Just after he was tortured by a mere lamp, the prison guard approached the cell with a jingling key, with a flattering voice: "...Don't worry, there is no order from above, how dare the young man to torture himself?"

"Hey! Look, it's him! Look at his prison clothes are still fine!"

Manager Li has been used to hearing the jailer who has always been aloof tone of looking at people with his chin in the past few days. He suddenly heard the other party doing this and looked over.

A delicate silk neck of clothes stopped at the prison door, and a cold and calm male voice sounded faintly: "Open the door."

Manager Li's pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted: "Your Highness the Crown Prince?! Why are you here!"

The person outside the door is Feng Dongling.

He stared at the prison guard and opened the door, looked at the disheveled shopkeeper Li, and whispered: "It's me that I'm late, uncle."

Hongchen Inn.

Jun Jiuning and the other two looked at the room where the door was closed and the light of the candlelight was not revealed, and fell into deep thought.

Mo Qingzhu took the initiative: "Shopkeeper Li waited for a day but didn't wait for me, maybe he's back home."

Jun Jiuning shook his head: "Since you asked someone to tell him, you will come here in five days. I guess he will wait until midnight. If you are not here at this time, maybe you are in Li's tooth?"

Mo Qingzhu also rejected this statement: "If he keeps the time, he will definitely not change the location at will."

"And..." He frowned and looked at the empty streets and said to Jun Jiuning: "Do you think there are too few people here?"

Jun Jiuning punched his fist with his palm and whispered: "I just said why isn't it right? It turns out that no one came out!"

She remembered that there were many vendors hanging up lanterns and opening night markets in the streets around Hongchen Inn at night, but there was not one at the moment, which was really strange.

"Why do we slip into the inn and take a look?"

Mo Qingzhu nodded: "Be careful when you move."

Manager Li returned to Hongchen Inn. When he opened the door, he saw Jun Jiuning and the other two squatted on the ground, holding the inn account book in his hands and flipped through.

He jumped his forehead and said numbly: "What are you doing?"

Jun Jiuning quickly released the account book as if he was burned, and even pushed it to the side and stuffed it directly into Mo Qingzhu's arms.

"It's not that I don't have anything to do with me!"

Wen Fei followed closely behind.

In an instant, Mo Qingzhu held the thick account book and a look that could be called "at a loss" appeared on her face.

Facing the pawnkeeper Li with a pale face, he stood up slowly, put the account book on the table next to him as if nothing had happened, and laughed dryly: "We just want to learn from Pawn Manager Li. Is this difficult business in this world..."
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