"You can be sure that the one who assassinated King Qin was the White Lotus Sect!"
The night was very deep, so deep that there were no lights on every house. The darkness before dawn was far heavier than late at night.
In front of a simple stall selling rice noodle, two bowls of prepared rice noodle, a plate of stinky tofu, half a bowl of salted edamame, and a few candied garlic were served as snacks for Mao Xiang and He Guangyi.
Mao Xiang peeled off an edamame, dipped some soy sauce soup in it and threw it into his mouth. Then he rubbed his hands on his knees casually and continued to laugh, "The evil cult assassinates the king and kills the driver. It lurks among the people and deliberately rebels. To you, it's a godsend."
Big credit!”
He Guangyi lowered his head and said softly, "The credit will come in the future, but there are many things that juniors still can't figure out!" After saying that, he also picked up a few edamame and ate them, "The assassin is from the White Lotus Sect, and the one from Prince Qin's Palace
The thief’s internal agent must also be the White Lotus Sect.”
"The demon from the White Lotus Sect that I wanted to arrest also received the news in advance, which made my success fall short! Now it is estimated that he should be in Xi'an City!"
"In this way, the White Lotus Sect's internal agent cannot be just a eunuch, but must be someone with a higher status. In other words, the White Lotus Sect's internal agent is not a person at all, but a group of people!"
Mao Xiang looked at He Guangyi and smiled slightly, "You're not that stupid yet!"
"But this junior is even more confused!" He Guangyi frowned, "If the insider who tipped off the White Lotus Sect is really a high-ranking and powerful person, what does he want?" He said, pondering, "Which high-ranking person is a fool?
?The White Lotus Sect is an evil cult and a thorn in the side of the imperial court. Who can afford to let go of their glory and wealth and continue to fight against the White Lotus Sect?”
"You are still young!" Mao Xiang picked up a piece of stinky tofu and put it in his mouth. "There are many unreasonable and eye-popping things in the world! Besides, you have to know that the smarter the person, the more confused he is!" said
He then ate another piece of stinky tofu and continued to laugh, "Besides, one lie needs hundreds of lies to cover it up!"
"Even smart people in high positions have no choice but to hide it if they do something they don't want others to know! Lying is addictive! But in the end, whether you can deceive others or not is not necessarily a certainty.
They can deceive themselves."
Speaking of this, Mao Xiang suddenly frowned and said angrily to the rice noodle stall next to him, "What's going on? Why is there no shrimp oil in the stinky tofu?"
A yawning old man's voice came from the stall, "Let's just eat it? How can the poor people pay so much attention to their food?" He continued to mutter dissatisfiedly, "Old man, I usually sell dozens of stinky tofu a day.
No diners are picky, so why do you have to add these snacks to your dignitaries’ mouths? It’s so stinky and fastidious!”
He Guangyi didn't know who this old man was, but if he could be there listening to him and Mao Xiang talking, he must be no ordinary person.
But he never imagined that this old man would dare to talk to Mao Xiang like this?
He Guangyi quietly raised his eyes and looked at Mao Xiang. As expected, the latter's face was ashen.
"My one sentence will make you talk a lot!" Mao Xiang said through gritted teeth.
The old man hunched his neck and leaned against the wall, "I don't know the sufferings of the people!"
At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the alley, and then Xiao Quan and Xiao Wu, like Black and White Wuchang, came over carrying a man in his early fifties wearing an apron.
Neither of them looked at He Guangyi, and threw him directly at Mao Xiang's feet. Xiao Quan said, "The owner of Qian Ji Zhao's Shaobing Shop has slipped over here for you."
Xiao Wu said, "When I found him, he was baking sesame cakes!"
Mao Xiang looked at the shopkeeper Qian who was shaking like chaff under his feet, then looked at Xiao Quan and Xiao Wu, "Xiao Quan, what are you hiding in those bulging bags in your arms?"
Xiao Wu took out a paper bag from his arms and said, "They have freshly baked sesame cakes!" He said, holding one in his mouth, took out another and handed it out, "Would you like one?"
"You..." Mao Xiang gritted his teeth, "Did you arrest people or rob things? Did you take sesame seeds too?"
"Who are you relying on for not eating?" Xiaoquan spread his hands.
"I've been hungry for three days and two nights with you!" Xiao Wu also said.
Mao Xiang was angry, "Then you just want to cook pancakes?"
"There are no others in his family, right?" Xiao Quan shrugged.
Mao Xiang sighed, "Roll, roll, roll!"
Xiaoquan and Xiaowu chuckled, walked to the side and kicked the old man, "Get up and make two bowls of rice noodles, it will be quick!"
"Fuck you, what should I do to you?" the old man cursed, but he still got up and got them food.
He Guangyi just pretended not to see all this.
He didn't even dare to slander or ridicule in his heart, because he knew that without a life-long friendship, these people would never dare to speak like this. Mao Xiang was squeezed out by his subordinates, not because he lacked dignity, but because his subordinates really regarded him as a human being.
Big brother.
"I made you laugh!" Mao Xiang whispered.
He Guangyi immediately said, "I don't dare!"
"They have suffered a lot in these years, and I can't make up for it!" Mao Xiang sighed slightly, "Back then, they all had merit, and they should have had a worry-free life. But after following me for many years, everyone has suffered.
It’s a bad habit that you can’t keep even if you’re given gold and silver, so you can become this virtuous!”
He Guangyi knows everything about speaking and listening.
Since they have to remain anonymous even though they have merit, that means their identity cannot be seen in the light.
Since you have bad habits, it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach them how to fish. It is better to give them rice bowls than to give them money.
Thinking of this, He Guangyi immediately spoke, "After the matter here is over, the gangsters in Xi'an City who usually do evil, the officials in the yamen who eat official meals but do nothing, and occupy the latrines and do nothing, will also be cleaned up!"
His words were vague, but enough for Mao Xiang to understand.
No matter whether he is a gangster or a gangster, whether he changes his identity and joins the Yamen to get an iron job, or he is willing to wander around the world to make dirty money. He Guangyi can help arrange it.
"Have a heart!" Mao Xiang said lightly.
Then, looking at the trembling and frightened shopkeeper Qian of the Shaobing Shop, he asked, "Do you know why I'm looking for you?"
Shopkeeper Qian trembled, "I know... I know!"
Over there, Xiaoquan was eating rice noodles and sesame seed cakes, and interrupted, "I told him everything on the road!"
"Since you know, let's talk about it!" Mao Xiang said softly, "After you finish talking, you can go back and make sesame seeds. Don't delay tomorrow's business!"
"Villain..." Shopkeeper Qian began to stammer, "Villain's business is done by neighbors and acquaintances. He can buy ten of this one and five of that one.
So help me."
"A few days ago, a man came and sold fifty sesame cakes at a time. I really remember that the sesame cakes at that time had been sold out. The man had an extra bunch of money and asked me to start baking the dough again.
, I baked it specially for him!"
"Do you still remember what that person looks like?" Mao Xiang continued to ask.
"Remember, remember!" Shopkeeper Qian quickly said as he thought about it, "That man has squinty eyes, a bulbous nose, and is a little bit arrogant..."
At this time, He Guangyi was shocked to find that the old man selling rice noodles next to him had hung up a piece of white paper on the stall at some point, and then started to outline it in detail with a brush.
"This... master!"
This chapter has been completed!