"It's certain that the White Lotus Sect was the one who assassinated the King of Qin!"

It was very late at night, so deep that there were no lights in thousands of houses. The darkness before dawn was far heavier than late at night.

In front of a simple stall selling rice crust, two bowls of prepared rice crust, a plate of stinky tofu, half a bowl of salted edamame, and a few candy garlic are the dishes of Mao Xiang and He Guangyi.

Mao Xiang peeled off an edamame, dipped it in his soy sauce and threw it into his mouth, then rubbed his hands on his knees casually, and continued to smile, "The cult assassination of the king and lurked among the people to deliberately rebel, which is a great contribution to you!"

He Guangyi lowered his head and said softly, "The credit is for the future, but I still can't understand many things!" As he said that, he also picked up a few edamames and ate them. "The assassin is the White Lotus Sect, and the thief in the Qin Palace must also be the White Lotus Sect."

"The demon of the White Lotus Sect that I am trying to capture also received the news in advance, which made me lose all my efforts! Now it is estimated that it should be in Xi'an City!"

"In this way, the White Lotus Sect's inner sect cannot be just a eunuch, but a person with a higher status. In other words, the White Lotus Sect's inner sect is not one person at all, but a group of people!"

Mao Xiang looked at He Guangyi and smiled slightly, "You are not stupid yet!"

"But I can't understand even more!" He Guangyi frowned, "If the internal respondent who informed the White Lotus Sect, is a person with high power, what is he going to do?" As he said, he pondered, "Who is a person with high power is a fool? The White Lotus Sect is a cult, a thorn in the court's side. Who wants to be rich and prosperous? He fights with 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 things in the world that are eye-catching! Besides, you have to know that the smarter the more you are, the more confused you are!" As he said that, he ate another piece of stinky tofu and continued to laugh, "Besides, a lie needs hundreds of lies to cover up!"

"Even a smart person with high power and power, they can only keep covering up if they do something they don't want others to know! Lie is addictive! But in the end, it may not be possible to deceive others or not, but they will definitely be able to deceive themselves."

Speaking of this, Mao Xiang suddenly frowned and said to the rice-pi stall next to him, "What's going on? Why isn't shrimp oil put in the stinky tofu?"

An old man yawning voice came from the stall, "Can you make do with it? Why are the food of the poor and the people so particular?" As he said, he continued to mutter dissatisfiedly, "Old man, I usually sell dozens of stinky tofu a day, but no diner is picky. Why do these snacks be added to your nobles' mouths? It's really stinky!"

He Guangyi doesn't know who the old man is, but I think I can listen to him and Mao Xiang talking from the side, so I must be not an ordinary person.

But he never thought that this old man would dare to talk to Mao Xiang like this?

He Guangyi quietly raised his eyes and looked at Mao Xiang. Guo Han's face turned ashen.

"One word from me will lead to a lot of words!" Mao Xiang said gritting his teeth.

The old man leaned against the corner of the wall, "I don't know the sufferings of the people!"

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the alley, and then Xiao Quan and Xiaowu were like black and white impermanence, carrying a man in his early fifties and came over.

They didn't look at He Guangyi, but threw the person at Mao Xiang's feet. Xiao Quan said, "The boss of Qianji Zhao Shaobing Shop, I'll let you go."

Xiaowu said, "When I found him, I was grilling sesame cakes!"

Mao Xiang looked at the foot of his feet, and the shopkeeper Qian who was shaking like a sieve, and then looked at Xiao Quan and Xiao Wu, "Xiao Quan, you have a bulging arms, what's the thing hidden?"

Xiao Wu took out a paper bag from his arms, "Their freshly baked pancake!" As he said that, he took one and handed it out, "You can do one?"

"You guys..." Mao Xiang gritted his teeth, "Did you go to catch people or grab things? Do you guys take the Shaobing too?"

"Who are you dependent on not having a meal?" Xiao Quan spread his hands.

"I've been hungry for two nights with you for three days!" Xiao Wu also spoke.

Mao Xiang was angry, "Then hell will let the other person's sesame cake?"

"There are no other family members?" Xiaoquan shrugged.

Mao Xiang sighed, "Boom!"

Xiaoquan Xiaowu smiled and walked to the side to kick the old man, "Get up and make two bowls of rice crust, it's quick!"

"Damn it, I deserve yours?" the old man cursed, but he still got up and helped them eat.

He Guangyi just pretended that he didn't see all this.

He didn't dare to complain or laugh in his heart, because he knew that if he had no friendship, these people would never dare to speak like this. Mao Xiang was squeezed out by his subordinates, not because he was not majestic, but because his subordinates really regarded him as their elder brother.

"It makes you laugh!" Mao Xiang whispered.

He Guangyi immediately spoke, "I dare not!"

"They have suffered a lot over the years, and I can't make up for it!" Mao Xiang sighed slightly, "At that time, they all made contributions and should have had no worries for the rest of their lives. But after following me for many years, each of them has a bad habit. Even if I give them gold and silver, I can't keep it. This virtue is achieved!"

The so-called listening to the sound of speaking is He Guangyi’s one-sixth person.

Since they have made contributions and have to hide their names, their identities are shameful.

Since you have a bad habit, it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish. It is better to give money than to give money.

Thinking of this, He Guangyi immediately spoke, "After the matter is over, the officials in Xi'an City who do evil things on weekdays, who eat officials and eat food in the yamen and do not do personnel, and occupy the pit and do not poop, must also be cleaned up!"

He said vaguely, but Mao Xiang could understand.

Whether he is a gangster, a white dou, a change of appearance and a yamen to earn a job, or a willingness to travel around the world to make black money, He Guangyi can help make arrangements.

"I'm interested!" Mao Xiang said lightly.

Then, his eyes looked at the trembling and frightened Shaobing Shop Qian, "I know why I'm looking for you?"

Manager Qian shivered, "I know...I know!"

Xiao Quan ate rice and Shaobing there and interrupted, "I told him all the time on the way!"

"Since you know, just say it!" Mao Xiang said softly, "After you finish speaking, go back to make baked cakes, don't delay tomorrow's business!"

"The villain..." Manager Qian stammered and began to tell, "The villain's business is all about the neighbors' business, and they are all acquaintances around him. This is what helps you buy ten of them and those who buy five of them."

"A few days ago, a man came and sold fifty sesame cakes at one time. The villain remembers that the sesame cakes were sold out at that time. The man had a little extra money and asked the little one to re-open the oven and cook the noodles, and specially roasted him a stove!"

"Do you still remember what that person looks like?" Mao Xiang continued to ask.

"Remember, remember!" Manager Qian said quickly while thinking, "That man squinted his eyes, garlic nose, a little bit full of energy..."

At this time, He Guangyi was shocked to find that the old man selling rice squids next to him had hung a piece of white paper on the stall at some point, and then began to outline it with a brush.
Chapter completed!