Shen Leiyi stood respectfully in the back alley, looking forward to it, and finally waited for the horse-drawn carriage coming from the city lord's palace at the corner of the street.
There was no need for the coachman to bring out the step ladder, so he hurriedly bowed down and supported a slender foot that stepped out of the curtain.
Although others were not surprised by this, they were somewhat surprised when they saw the powerful leader of the Black Tiger Gang being so humble. They couldn't help but steal a glance at the pleated skirt that was getting out of the car.
This person has a graceful figure, as graceful as a thin willow, and is far more beautiful than any ordinary beauty.
But the luxurious aura that exudes from her whole body is definitely not comparable to that of a mortal woman. For example, the silver and cold moon hanging in the sky can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be played with.
"Master Shen, you have already opened your bones and transformed into a human form. You don't have to do this." Liu Yiyi stepped on Shen Leiyi's shoulder, got out of the car calmly, and then raised her right hand to signal him to get up.
When Shen Leiyi heard this, his heart trembled suddenly, and he clearly felt a thick barrier between the two of them.
He forced a smile and said: "It's okay, I'm willing to do my job."
"Xiaohu, you..." Liu Yiyi was slightly startled and leaned over to help Shen Leiyi up.
As the lights began to turn on, a dim afterglow appeared in the back alley. Her eyes wandered to the tall and muscular Shen Leiyi, and she vaguely saw the aggrieved cub that had been driven out of the forest and would only curl up at her feet all day long.
Liu Yiyi lowered her voice, patted Shen Leiyi on the shoulder, and said softly: "It's late autumn, remember to put on more clothes."
"Okay." Shen Lei smiled widely, the corners of his mouth almost reaching behind his ears.
He waved his hand to repel the refugees who were huddled nearby, followed Liu Yiyi closely into the Muchen Pavilion, and responded: "I must have never had dinner during my trip to the eldest sister's city lord's palace. You might as well try some hot soup here." Back to headquarters?”
Liu Yiyi nodded.
She walked around the verandah and turned to the main hall. As she walked, she said, "Are there any refugees near Muchen Hall?"
Muchen Pavilion is the headquarter of the Black Tiger Gang, and it is Guzhi's second headquarters in Gusu City. It is close to Zhangtai Road and only ten miles away from Wuyi Alley, where the powerful gather.
It stands to reason that this place is prosperous and is the core of Gusu City. There should be no ragged refugees. Shen Leiyi thought for a while and explained: "The city is in chaos. The aristocratic families are taking advantage of the city defense. , and squeezed them to the best of their ability, and the Lin family spread the word about their intention to divert the trade route. For this reason, the rich and young people of the Yin family lost money and avoided disaster, and the common people had no way to survive.
Already."
"Those people just now are not actually refugees. They sold their belongings to bribe the city police and stayed outside the door all day long just to join the Black Tiger Gang and save a remaining family business."
Having said this, Shen Leiyi suddenly said harshly: "These guys are like flies, they linger, Weizhi will kill them all in a moment!"
"It's not necessary." Liu Yiyi paused after crossing the threshold, then walked into the main hall and said, "In two days, I will send someone to deal with this matter full-time. There is still use in leaving these people behind."
"They are just pawns of traffickers. They only know how to exploit the camp. What's the use of them?" Shen Leiyi looked puzzled.
But after a while, he saw Liu Yiyi's expression was different, and immediately stopped to ask, and the conversation suddenly changed: "Since the Immortal Lord has other plans, he must have deep meaning, so of course he will let the minor duties go as he pleases."
Sensing that the atmosphere had relaxed, Shen Leiyi knocked on the tea table, and two teams of maids holding lunch boxes filed in.
Candlesticks shade the place, and incense burners linger.
Shen Leiyi took the tray, opened the black pottery soup fort, scooped out half a bowl of steaming Tiezi Red Date Yangyuan Soup, handed it to Liu Yiyi, and said to her:
"I dare to ask the Immortal Lord, is there any progress in the matter of the City Lord's Mansion?"
"It's quite tricky." Liu Yiyi held the soup bowl warm in her hands and sighed, "The Lin Ye family has a big appetite and a lot of greed, and the ransom they demand is still high."
Shen Leiyi was not surprised by this.
Ever since he instructed Yu Liu Yiyi to start the Black Tiger Gang in Gusu City, he has seen many Lin Ye and his family eat in a lot of ways, and they are even uglier than the Pixiu who can only go in and out.
Now that the Lin Ye family has accused Gu Zhi of colluding with foreign enemies and has detained the grass elves, Shen Leiyi would be quite surprised if the lions didn't open their mouths.
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But then again.
The lion asked for one million taels of gold and opened his mouth. Shen Leiyi was shocked, but he also knew that the Lin Ye family had no intention of releasing the hostages.
If you don't squeeze out the last copper plate of Guwei.
There is no way this matter will end well.
"Report to the Immortal Lord." Shen Leiyi turned his head and looked at Liu Yiyi, who was sitting in the main seat, with stern eyes, "This department has recently admitted a lot of dead soldiers, more than a thousand of them, and their average cultivation level is at the level of the Jade Cauldron Realm."
Under the flickering candlelight.
Liu Yiyi's figure flickered against the wall.
She blew away the oil droplets floating on the surface of the soup bowl, and half-mouthed: "Wait for two more days, do you remember the young man who followed me into the city last time? In addition to being responsible for dealing with the refugees, he will also take care of the hostages. thing."
Shen Leiyi pondered for a long time, and a thin and withered figure suddenly appeared in his mind, it was Chen Tian.
His impression of Chen Tian could not be said to be positive. He felt that this person was powerless and that he was not far from death. He seemed to be knocked down by the wind.
Such a terminally ill young man——
What a big responsibility?
Moreover, he couldn't figure out what Chen Tian was capable of, which convinced Liu Yiyi that he not only asked him to train troops on his behalf, but also gave him full responsibility for the hostages.
This succession of important tasks made Shen Leiyi full of doubts and made him feel an inexplicable hostility towards Chen Tiansheng.
"Of course Wei Zhi remembers this person." Shen Leiyi responded, and after repeated words, he slowly said, "But the grass elves who belong to Gu Zhi's sect are from the same lineage as the Immortal Lord, and they are close sisters."
"Wei Zhi also feels like brothers and sisters. Now that they are being held in a water prison and suffering, Wei Zhi's heart is as sharp as a knife and he cannot live in peace for a day, let alone two days."
The deep voice echoed in the huge main hall and lingered for a long time. Every word was like a heavy hammer, continuously ringing the alarm bell in Liu Yiyi's heart.
The greedy faces of the Lin Ye family are obvious to all.
The absurd style of the City Lord's Mansion is even more unconscionable.
Liu Yiyi's knowledge of these two forces was even more profound than that of Shen Leiyi, and she couldn't wait for her disciples to fall into their hands.
But my skill in playing politics is obviously not as good as these old guys, and I am shackled everywhere. Of course, I also want to order the dead to wash out Wuyi Lane with blood at night.
But after the tragic defeat at Anjin Ferry, Gu Zhi's vitality was severely damaged, and now there are spies hiding inside. If he fails to succeed, he will be bloody liquidated by Lin Ye's family and the City Lord's Mansion...
Before her thoughts were finished, Liu Yiyi held the hot soup bowl tightly, still feeling a little cold in her heart.
In fact, she didn't know what was going on. Guzhi, who was once at the top of his game, suddenly took a sudden turn and fell all the way to the bottom. Not only did he lose complete control over Gusu City, but he also allowed the prominent families headed by the Lin Ye family to quietly become powerful.
Judging from Liu Yiyi's life span of seven to eight thousand years, it seems that everything suddenly got out of control and derailed without any warning.
At this moment, her thoughts became a mess.
Invisible pressure surged from all directions. She was in a whirlpool of anxiety, breathing rapidly, and desperately wanted to grab a life-saving straw.
She looked down at the cold moonlight that reached her knees, her face dull. Even when Shen Leiyi reported one after another in her ear, she felt that the voice was far away in the horizon.
"Immortal Lord? Shang An requests an audience,... Immortal Lord?"
"Is Shang An here?" Hearing this, Liu Yiyi finally came to her senses, took a deep breath, stood up and responded repeatedly: "Let him come in."