Longying returned to Feixia Pavilion and realized that this was a mistake. Kangkang, Huizi and the four servant girls had been transferred away. He was the only one left in the huge courtyard, but he was thinking about Kangkang and Huizi being transferred.
The sadness and sadness of his "merciless expulsion" made him even more worried about their future fate.
Is this a wrong decision?
He was sitting in a corner of the main hall, feeling extremely tired, weak and haggard coming from the bottom of his heart, as if he had gone through a fierce war, but was finally defeated.
However, if it can be analyzed objectively and purely in terms of utilitarianism, his undercover mission has achieved unprecedented success, and he has penetrated into the core of the enemy's power. The Dajiang Alliance is gradually showing him the true face that was shrouded in fog before.
The problem was that he was lost. Not only did he lose his direction in the enemy's base camp, he also lost himself. He couldn't distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, and he developed a flesh-and-blood feeling for the people here. Therefore, Hua Jian Ning'er's murder was a blow to him.
Not under the death of Rainbow and Yuzhi.
Time moved slowly, and he fell into an unprecedented low mood. He was extremely lonely. He had nothing to do and didn't know what to think. Instead, all kinds of fragmented thoughts hit him like snowflakes.
Now, the empress and the fat father-in-law in Shendu, his wife and friends, no one knows where he is, and no one can provide him with comfort. The situation is worse than when he was in Qiuci, where there were beautiful flowers to comfort him.
His pity and affection for women have transcended the defense between ourselves and the enemy and have become the most unbearable burden in his secret mission. To dismantle the Dajiang Alliance, relying solely on force will not only take a long time, but may also be impossible at all. The only way to do this is to exploit its contradictions.
Internal subversion and destruction may succeed.
This idea cheered him up a little. Sitting here was not the answer. Just relying on random thoughts would only lead to a dead end of injury. After an unknown amount of time, he finally left Feixia Pavilion and embarked on his way to Nancheng.
road.
The day had been replaced by night. Under the bright starry sky, he forced himself to only think about liquor and women. He could only have fun and have fun. He might forget about Hua Jian Ning'er's cold body, and forget about having sex with her in the Jiangling mansion.
time.
There were more people in Nancheng than usual, and some shops were hung with colorful lanterns, as if celebrating the festival. The girls were dressed up and swaggering through the market in groups. There were frequent boats on the river, and the sound of laughter and singing was carried by the wind. Dragons
The eagle walked alone, turning a blind eye to the eyes and words coming towards him, and had no intention of asking what year it was.
Little Khan is right at least in theory, the external meaning is related to the state of mind.
Suddenly he felt as cold as ice and snow, and then a gorgeous carriage passed by on the carriage road next to it, with four horsemen escorting it in front and behind. It was so majestic that it was the first time he had seen it in Nancheng.
Long Ying seemed to wake up from a dream. For a moment, he was confused as to where he was. Then he woke up again and realized that the feeling just now was because someone was looking at him from inside the car through the hanging curtain.
.
This was not the first time that he had been looked at by these eyes. The day before yesterday at the second commander's base, after he entered the base gate with Mrs. Xiang, this person peered at him from a high place. At that time, he thought the person looking at him was the little Khan.
If it weren't for his keen senses, he wouldn't be able to feel anything when someone looks at him from head to toe.
The carriage stopped at a restaurant with a very elegant appearance. Long Ying stepped aside so as not to obstruct other pedestrians, waiting for the other party to get off so that he could see clearly who it was.
A middle-aged man who looked like a restaurant owner came out of the shop and opened the car door himself. A group of bodyguards jumped off their horses early and stopped people coming and going, but no one expressed dissatisfaction and looked at them with expectant eyes.
Open car door.
The first person to get out of the car was a charming young girl. She was slender and strong. Although she was in the public eye, her demeanor was still generous and natural, and her eyes were full of autumn. She looked left and right. She had high cheekbones and a straight bridge of nose, and she was full of arrogance but not lost.
Elegant. Her eyes are slanted upward, and her eyebrows are as thin as silk. Her black and shiny hair is tied on her head with a silk scarf. She wears a white blouse and black pants. However, the materials are high-quality and the tailoring is well-fitting, which fully shows off her graceful and graceful body curves.
With soft, elastic and olive skin, although there are many young and beautiful girls on the street, they are all outshined by her indescribable beauty, color and charm.
Such a beauty is indeed rare in the world, and can rival the beauty of the Little Witch and Renya.
After the girl got off the bus, she walked non-stop into the restaurant, and then the person Long Ying was looking forward to got off the bus.
Suddenly, he had stepped out of the carriage, his feet firmly on the ground. There seemed to be no process of getting out of the car, but of course it could not be concealed from Long Ying's sharp eyes. It was just because he moved so quickly and in one go that it gave people false impressions.
This man is only forty years old, and the most bizarre thing is that he combines two qualities of roughness and refinement in one body.
He is slightly shorter than Long Ying, with broad shoulders and thick shoulders, a long neck with full muscles, and the bulging lines of his chest that bulge out of his well-fitting top. His whole person is full of strength, but his facial features, hands and feet are all carefully crafted to be just right, as if
It was refined, and his face was carved out of marble. He was a very good-looking man. He was also a master at the same level as Little Khan, Kuanyu, and Mystic Girl.
But what attracted Long Ying's attention the most was his calm and compelling eyes. Long Ying was now more than forty feet away from him, but when his eyes seemed to casually sweep towards Long Ying's direction, there was another scene in the middle.
Separated by more than thirty pedestrians and not stopping, Long Ying still had the terrifying feeling of being watched by him in full view.
The man chased after the charming beauty and leisurely entered the store. The street returned to pedestrians like crucian carp. The shocking scene just now was like a small stone thrown into the water, and the ripples have spread without leaving a trace.
A slightly sinister voice behind him said: "He's looking at you!"
Long Ying was slightly stunned and said calmly: "Who is he?"
The person behind said: "Master Fan wants to know who he is known to be here, or his true identity?"
Long Ying was startled and turned around.
A man nearly fifty years old stood in front of him, half bald, with a hooked nose, half a head shorter than Dragon Eagle, with a beard, a weathered face, and a gloomy expression, but he was energetic, making people feel that he had an iron will, and
If you have good martial arts skills, you can be among the best.
He bowed politely to Long Ying and said: "The villain Gongmou is known as the 'know-it-all in Nancheng'. If Mr. Fan wants to have fun, he will be his guide without second thoughts."
Long Ying said impatiently: "I just want to know who the man who got off the car just now is?"
Gongmou flattered and said with a smile: "Master Fan, please forgive me. There are so many people in the streets and alleys that it is difficult to talk."
Long Ying frowned and said, "Where is the most convenient place to go?"
Gong Mou said: "Master Fan, please come with me."
Long Ying followed him forward. After more than ten breaths, he turned into a side street. The scenery changed. Residential houses were built near the water, and streets were built along the river. White walls and black tiles stretched along the river. There were sparse pedestrians and crowded streets.
The two main roads running along the river are almost as if they are two different cities.
This was the first time Long Ying left the main street. Looking at the green water and the soft and quiet ancient houses, he felt refreshed and the sadness in his heart was slightly relieved.
When they walked onto a stone arch bridge, Gong Mou fell back a little and walked side by side with him, saying: "Let me take Mr. Fan to try out a new thing tonight. I call it 'Fragrant Residence in Minzhai'. If the fourth son
The brothel on Bridge Street is a gorgeous banquet, and this is a home-cooked side dish with a different flavor."
Long Ying began to doubt whether he was cheating people out of food, and he felt like he had boarded a pirate ship and entered a dark shop. However, seeing that he could call out "Fan Ye", he was bent on looking for excitement.
To anesthetize myself, let’s hang out with him for a night and ask, “Is this something allowed by the higher-ups?”
Gong Mou said in a leisurely manner: "If the water is clear, there will be no fish. As long as it is not too excessive and flamboyant, there are many things that are open and closed. This new gadget is walking on the edge of compliance and violation.
The villain is also such a person."
While talking, he led him into a small alley, which was the longest and narrowest alley Long Ying had ever walked. There were high stone walls on both sides. Only one person could pass by, and it was actually 150 steps long.
Looking up, it forms an artificial line of sky, which feels unique.
Long Ying thought that by taking advantage of the environment of this long and narrow alley, he could easily fight against hundreds of enemies.
Two pretty Turkic girls laughed and walked over from the other end of the alley. Gong Mou, who was in front of them, wanted to lean against the wall to give way, but he had no intention of doing so and walked straight forward.
The two sides quickly approached.
Gongmou said in Turkic language: "Where are the two girls going to flirt?"
The girl in front said angrily: "Where are you going to do your business? Get out of the way!"
Gong Mou smiled and said: "If you don't say it, you won't say it. Why be so fierce?" After saying that, he leaned against the wall.
The two women carried him on their backs and squeezed past each other. Of course, touching was unavoidable, but the two women actually regarded it as nothing more and brushed Gongmou's body indifferently. When they saw Long Ying, who had already pressed against the wall behind him, his eyes widened.
Her two pairs of beautiful eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky, and she obviously thought the man in front of her was interested in seeing her.
They no longer carried him on their backs and squeezed past him, but passed each other face to face, with smiles on their lips and affectionate eyes, and they seemed to deliberately touch him with their chests and legs. Even after they were far away, Long Ying still felt the secret of the dark alley.
Touching taste.
The power of women is so powerful that Long Ying once again successfully plunged into the romantic and charming style of Nancheng.
Gong Mou moved closer to him and said: "They are willing to face Mr. Fan and show their good intentions. If Mr. Fan takes advantage of the situation and pursues him, maybe his dream will come true tonight. Ha!"
Long Ying said: "Are you harming me? It's easy for women of this tribe to get into bed but hard to get out of bed!"
Gongmou stepped forward, turned around and said with a smile: "As long as you don't conceive a child, it will be fine. Men have wonderful medicines, and women have secret methods. This time, the new thing that I took Mr. Fan to try is a fresh and delicate girl from our tribe."
Long Ying said displeased: "I don't like you describing them like this."
Gong Mou said in awe, "Master Fan taught you right, I will be more careful in my words in the future."
A strange feeling surged in Long Ying's heart. Although Gong Mou acted like a big gangster in Nancheng, he seemed to have other ambitions in terms of career, which was not as simple as it seemed. He couldn't help but test it out: "A foreign brothel girl.
, I can’t help myself, why do girls of this tribe do this?”
Gong Mou was silent for a moment and said: "Firstly, they are playful, and secondly, they are passionate. Although they are willing to accompany you to drink and eat, and even let you have sex, the final limit depends on the girl's wishes. Their fees are also higher than those of brothels.
It's so high that most people can't afford it, and Master Fan certainly doesn't have a problem in this regard."
Leaving the narrow alley, a row of willow trees stretches to both sides. Under the starry night sky, a small river stretches across the front. A small bridge crosses the river. On the other side, there is a private house with colorful lanterns, which adds to the interest of exploring.
Long Ying said: "After making so much money, what do they do with it?"
Gongmou stopped at the bridge, looked at the flowing water, and said: "Earn money here, spend it here, from top to bottom in the main altar, everyone must work hard to make money in order to maintain a prosperous life."
Long Ying asked: "Do their parents not care about their affairs?"
Gong Mou said: "I can't help expand my power, and I can't help but pay a heavy price, so this place has become prosperous and Yang is declining, and there are many orphans and widows. Although there are pensions, if you want to live comfortably, you must try to earn more."
Some."
Long Ying saw the haggardness behind the prosperity of Dajianglian. Most people just lived in the darkness without tomorrow. In addition, the Turkic people had always been open to casual relations between men and women. The atmosphere in Nancheng was very different from any other city in China.
Gong Mou lowered his voice and said: "The superiors have been encouraging marriage and childbirth, but it has never been effective, because everyone feels that living in such a dangerous situation, children are a heavy burden. In the future, the villain will lead Mr. Fan.
When we went to Beicheng to witness the wildfire party held there, Mr. Fan knew that homesickness had become our biggest symptom."
Long Ying finally felt that his trip was worthwhile. Gong Mou’s understanding of this place was far better than that of the self-proclaimed player Fu Zhen. He stepped onto the bridge and stopped at the top of the bridge. He said in surprise: "Such a thing should be very popular. Why?"
There are no guests in the house, and there are no other visitors?”
Gong Mou came to him, took a few deep breaths of the river breeze, and said: "This kind of thing must not be publicized, let alone open business. They can only rely on middlemen to solicit business for them, and villains are their only support. In order to cooperate with
Brothels are different, so they only receive one group of guests every night, limited to four guests. It makes sense for them to be so expensive."
Long Ying said: "Is this how Brother Gong makes a living?"
Gong Mou said: "I never make this kind of money, I just help out on a voluntary basis. It is precisely because villains have this kind of access that they can be widely popular and know many unknown things. To be honest, Mr. Fan, tonight I
I was supposed to greet two sixth-level figures, but I changed my mind temporarily just because I saw Mr. Fan. Mr. Fan is indeed smart, standing here, but his every move in the room more than ten feet away still cannot be hidden from Fan.
"Master."
Long Ying said in surprise: "Brother Gong must be very serious. The appearance is one thing, but the inside is another. How do you know that I am Fan Qingzhou? And why do you seem to be interested in a certain aspect of me?
?”
Gong Mou said in a deep voice: "Forum level, I am a Wutan level figure. I belong to the Internal Affairs Town. My position is 'City Supervisor'. My job is to write detailed reports for Nancheng and Beicheng every month, so that the big town can grasp the public sentiment and public opinion.
, the report will eventually be sent to the little Khan. This status also makes me a person who knows everything about the two cities. It can be said that no one in the general forum has better connections than me. I want to inquire
What happened? The first thing that comes to mind is the villain."
Long Ying was surprised and said: "You are said to be a high-ranking official, so how can you act like a bastard and grovel, calling yourself a 'villain' in both mouth and mouth?"
Gong Mou looked at him, his eyes sparkling, and said: "Because in front of Mr. Fan, Gong is an out-and-out little player. When Mr. Fan arrived, he ordered the little Khan and the eight or nine level warriors to
Everyone was prepared to prepare, which shows how powerful Master Fan is. The most wonderful thing is that no matter how hard they tried, they still couldn't find any loopholes in Master Fan."
Long Ying was stunned and said, "Brother Gong, do you think it's time to find my flaws?"
Gong Mou's eyes showed a sincere look, and he said in a deep voice: "Before returning to the main altar as a 'city supervisor', I was ordered to break into Gu Meng's group, the leader of Yunnan and Guizhou trading companies. Do you understand this, Master Fan?"
Longying's scalp was numb, and his entire spine seemed to be frozen.
Even if it is as thin as an egg, a chick will hatch, let alone pretending to be a well-known gangster? However, the other party may just test him with lies. If Gong Mou has seen the real "Fan Qingzhou", he can directly expose him.
He said calmly: "What should I understand? I must have never met Brother Gong."
Gong Mou said: "Master Fan must have never seen me, because the villain has a close relationship with Fan Qingzhou, but due to the order of Gu Meng, he did an investigation on that Fan Qingzhou, so he knows this person very well, and he has nothing to do with Master Fan.
You are quite different."
Long Ying took the risk and said, "Since Brother Gong has this idea, why don't you report it to the police?"
Gong Mou sighed: "Because Mr. Fan is not only my hope, but also probably my last hope. Even if I am cut into pieces, I will not destroy you. I even suspect that even if he is exposed, Mr. Fan will still be able to flourish."
It’s up to you to go.”
Then he said in a deep voice: "I kept testing my words along the way. Only when I was convinced that Master Fan and Fan Qingzhou were two completely different types of people did I dare to tell the truth. The villain knew that Master Fan still didn't trust the villain,
It doesn't matter, the villain can quickly prove what he said."
Long Ying looked at his expression and said puzzledly: "Just knowing the information and not reporting it has already betrayed the Dajiang Alliance. What good will this do to Brother Gong?"
Gong Mou's eyes turned red and he lowered his head and said, "Shall we talk about it inside the house? It's too ostentatious here."