Time is approaching night.

On the viewing building in the prince’s mansion, the third prince Li Chong took the new-style thousands of miles mirror just sent by the Ministry of Works to enjoy the night view in the city.

Wang Jiwen sat next to him, fiddling with the tea set, and said with a little satisfaction:

"'Things are no more than three's' indeed some truth. You see, this matter is done. I heard from Fatty Zhang, who went to watch chess, that after Hua Qingzhi came out of the woods, her eyes were different when she saw the guards. Even the maid who followed her kept sticking to the guards..."

Although Li Chong had doubts about his cousin's ability to do things, he did nothing wrong with this matter today. He praised him for this:

"A foolish people will have a thousand thoughts."

"Oh, the award is over... huh?"

Li Chong turned around and sat down on the couch:

"Just kidding. What will my cousin plan to arrange next?"

Wang Jiwen, considering that he was his cousin, did not care about it for a moment and thought about it for a while:

"What men and women are most afraid of is that they are as dull as water and nothing happens. As long as there are enough opportunities to create, even if they fight every day, they can still have feelings for each other in the end. After the hero saved the beauty today, Hua Qingzhi must have looked at the guards differently, and she must have to strike while the iron is hot next. Well... Are there any wanted bandits in the Twelve Institutes? "

When Li Chong heard this, he was a little speechless:

"My cousin is going to continue to drive the tiger and swallow the wolf?"

"What else? This method can not only match Hua Qingzhi and the guards, but also eliminate harm for the people. It can be said that it will kill two birds with one stone..."

Li Chong sighed: "My cousin's plan is indeed a killing two birds with one stone, but in order to search for the right thief, can I know how much effort I have to waste behind it? Just today, I lost a jar of white hair in the middle of the night, not counting the manpower and material resources below. I am just a prince, not a prince, and I have used too many connections. If I am noticed by the court officials, I am ambitious and mean to do something, and do bad things, which is a private morality that damages morality and does not match my position..."

Wang Jiwen knew that in order to find someone to use a knife as cannon fodder, his legs were almost broken. He thought for a while:

"Then change the method? For example, if you use medicine or something, let the raw rice cook until it is cooked?"

Li Chong shook his head and said, "The traces of medicine are too obvious. The Hua family really wants to investigate. In the end, the matter hit me. What kind of face do I have to see my father in the future..."

The two were discussing this way, and before they could get a result, footsteps and shouts suddenly came from the downstairs of the viewing building:

"Your Highness!".

Li Chong frowned slightly. In a blink of an eye, he saw the butler running over with his robe and bowing under the window:

"Your Highness, Prince Wang, you go to Duke Li's mansion to see. Something happened there..."

After Wang Jiwen made this game with "dad as his son", he knew that his father and Hua Junchen would quarrel, and asked:

"Is it because my father scolded Hua Junchen for being incompetent, and Hua Junchen called my father for being arty and elegant, and the two of them started to argue?"

The housekeeper nodded quickly: "Young Master Wang really predicts things like a god. But Ling Zun gained the upper hand this time. After a few words, Mr. Hua's face turned black. He walked away from the table and killed two people when he went out..."

"ah?!"

When Wang Jiwen heard it, he almost sprayed a mouthful of tea:

"Kill two people? What did my father say, making Hua Junchen so angry?"

"I don't know. I've scared Ling Zun anyway. Your Highness quickly goes over and rescue him. Don't have any trouble..."

The third prince never expected that a banquet would make a big fuss to the point of killing people.

This is at the foot of the emperor. Killing two people in the street is not a trivial matter. If it is not done well, it will probably be chopped off. Moreover, Wang Jiwen's father is his uncle. If Hua Junchen kills red-eyed and turns around and chops his uncle, then something big will happen.

When Li Chong heard this, he didn't dare to be careless, so he quickly got up and ran downstairs, followed the housekeeper to the Duke Li's mansion on Zhonglou Street...

——

Earlier.

As the sun set on the top of the mountain, a carriage with the word "Wan" hanging on it slowly drove into the west gate and headed to the Wanbao Tower in the center of the city.

Ye Jietang rode on the side of the carriage. Because the day was about to end, he had already begun to think about what new tricks to teach Aunt Fan tonight.

In the carriage next to him, Hua Qingzhi was sitting by the window, with a small chessboard in front of him, reviewing the three games he saw today; Luzhu followed Hua Qingzhi all year round and was also good at this. While stroking birds and birds, she was also a consultant for Hua Qingzhi to discuss.

Ye Jietang is not good at playing chess, and he didn't disturb him along the way. He asked outside the car window after passing by the near Zhonglou Street:

"Uncle Hua went to Zhonglou Street for a banquet today?"

Hua Qingzhi retracted her thoughts and looked at the sky outside:

"I went to Duke Li's mansion. It should be almost over now. Duke Li is so drunk that he is so drunk. I don't know if he is drunk."

"Why do you go and pick it up?"

As a daughter of a daughter, Hua Qingzhi didn't want to run to a wealthy family by herself, but it was nothing to wait outside, so she said:

"It's OK, go and have a look."

Seeing this, Ye Xingtang nodded and took the carriage to the intersection eastward.

Zhonglou Street is similar to Wende Bridge in Yun'an. It is both places where kings, princes, generals and ministers gather together. The living density is not that high. After nightfall, Baishichang Street is very quiet. Occasionally, you can see princes and nobles entering and leaving in and out in carriages.

Ye Jietang last time I came to Zhonglou Street to deliver paintings. I stepped on the locations of various wealthy families and wealthy families. Without Hua Qingzhi's guidance, I came to Duke Li's mansion.

Ye Jietang stopped the carriage outside the mansion, and you could see several luxurious carriages and horses parked on the side of the mansion, and servants were waiting outside.

The concierge of Duke Li was obviously well-informed. When he saw the "Wan" sign on the carriage, he hurried forward to greet him:

"Oh! Miss Hua is here, and the little one is missing..."

Hua Qingzhi picked up the curtain of the car and said softly:

"No gifts, I just passed by and took a look, so there was no need to disturb the mansion. Duke Li and the others were still drinking?"

The doorman said politely: "It's been a drink for an afternoon, and it's probably almost over. Miss Hua is here to pick up Mr. Hua, right? Should I go in and say hello?"

Hua Qingzhi is her daughter after all, so it was not appropriate to come and catch her father back. She said politely:

"Hua'an, please go in and have a look first. If you have to drink for a while, we will go back first."

"good."

Ye Jingtang saw this and handed over the horse to the servant of the Duke's Mansion. He followed the housekeeper into the mansion. Not far away, he heard the sound of not very happy words coming from the main hall of the Duke's Mansion:

"It is a good thing to be humble and hide your crotch, but don't go too far. I secretly wiped out a few fugitives, and it's just a little bit of a big deal. Not many people care about it after admitting it. Brother Hua is so hiding, and those who don't know think that he will make great contributions and not seek fame..."

"Do you believe it or not, I, Hua Junchen, acted openly all my life. I will naturally recognize you if I don't, but I won't be greedy for this little fame. You think you are just like you, and you don't have a few taels of ink in your belly, and you still regard yourself as a famous scholar all day long. With your painting skills, even my daughter is not as good as..."

"Ha~ Wang's talent is not as good as a daughter of Ling, but he should be more than enough to compare with Brother Hua, right? Let's not mention Wen. Brother Hua is not as good as a dog son, so he mentioned the "martial arts". Although Wang's martial arts skills were mediocre, he was a county magistrate in the local area and at least brought the yamen runners to suppress the bandits. Since Brother Hua said that the matter of suppressing bandits had nothing to do with you, then let's tell me what you have done since you practice martial arts at the age of three?"

“…”

Ye Jietang followed the housekeeper to the near the main hall. When he looked up, he saw several long cases in the hall. Six or seven middle-aged people, who were either rich or noble, were sitting in it, all of whom were drinking and looked slightly drunk.

The one who spoke just now was a very elegant middle-aged man. His name was Wang Chongning after Hua Qingzhi said that his face was somewhat similar to Wang Jiwen. He was holding a wine glass, waiting for Hua Junchen's answer.

Hua Junchen sat opposite him, looking quite unhappy, and after a slight silence, he snorted:

"Hudong Road has always been peaceful. I have never encountered bandits. How could I have the opportunity to eliminate violence and maintain good fortune?"

"That's nothing."

Wang Chongning spread his hands slightly: "No matter how bad Wang is, he has taken out a few paintings. It would be fine if Brother Hua fails to succeed in writing. His reputation as a master of martial arts is so loud that he has never done anything serious. Who knows how much you can do it seriously?"

Hua Junchen has never been out of the world. His life experience is always with others, but he has no actual combat. Facing this ridicule that hits the pain points, although he is angry, he really has no words to refute. After holding it in for a long time, Yu Guang found Ye Jingtang standing outside and said in a deep voice:

"A person who practices martial arts must have rules and regulations to kill. How can he kill someone in order to prove his martial arts skills? When the sword in Hua's box is unsheathed in the future, you will know that Hua's weight is two. The daughter is alone at home, and Hua's will not stay for a long time, so he will say goodbye first."

After saying that, he drank the remaining wine in the glass and bowed to Duke Li.

Duke Li had long been used to the two of them fighting each other like this. Because they had a win or defeat, there were many people who were angry and were not too concerned about it. They got up and started to be polite, preparing to end the show.

Wang Chongning criticized Hua Junchen for being autistic and was in a good mood. He even stood up and said:

"Then Wang can wait and see, Brother Hua will leave."

"snort……"

Hua Junchen stood up and left with his sleeves, too lazy to reply. He quickly walked out of the gate and the people in the hall couldn't see it, then turned to look at Ye Jietang who was following:

"Why are you here?"

Ye Jietang walked in front of him and looked back:

"The lady is worried about Uncle Hua and comes here to pick Uncle Hua up home. The Prince Wang's mouth is really unforgivable..."

Although Hua Junchen wanted to kick Wang Chongning, he still maintained his gentle and elegant demeanor on the surface:

"When I was young, I was handsome and had extraordinary martial arts skills. I always beat Wang Chongning. He was just jealous and didn't need to be as knowledgeable as such an idle person."

Ye Jingtang felt that Hua Junchen was so angry that he probably couldn't sleep tonight, but Uncle Hua said he wouldn't take it to heart, so he naturally wouldn't hold on to this matter, and said:

"Miss is outside the door. When I went to the chess club today, I met three thieves..."

When Hua Junchen heard this, his eyes were slightly condensed and his wine dissipated a little:

"There is nothing wrong with Qingzhi? Who is coming?"

"Miss is fine. According to the official in charge, the person who robbed the Tao was "Three Heroes of Mangshan". The bandits on Chong'adao's side were poor in martial arts. I kicked the sand and took advantage of the time of rubbing my eyes and knocked down three punches and two kicks..."

"Three Heroes of Mangshan..."

Hua Junchen recalled carefully and had never heard of the name of this miscellaneous fish. Seeing that Ye Zhitang had already solved it, he asked again:

“Have you asked who sent it?”
To be continued...