No matter what Huangfu Shaozong and Baoqin thought, Tang Wanzhuang and Zhuque, who were watching from a distance, raised smiles at the same time.
The capital is a big stage, and no one will reveal their true intentions easily. Such a fool would not be able to survive now.
They had to find a high-sounding reason for their invitation, but Zhao Changhe acted more clearly, just pretending that they were unfamiliar with each other and not giving him any face. This is normal, but everyone acted as a drama.
Of course, in Zhuque's view, Zhao Changhe was really not familiar with Imperial Concubine Huangfu, so it was more normal.
That's not what they're laughing at, it's the queen.
Where do you have the confidence to think that Zhao Changhe will pay attention to you? This is not the time for you to take action. If you are so anxious and your price drops, and you are rejected by Zhao Changhe face to face, what can you do? Assassinate?
The two old women pondered for a moment, then whispered to their confidants: "Follow that father-in-law, he may not be the queen's son."
Everyone was horrified.
It is indeed possible... If Zhao Changhe "left with the Queen's people" and was suddenly found dead in the palace in the middle of the night, the Queen would be firmly blamed. Unless Zhao Changhe was stupid, there was no way he would have left with him.
Tang Wanzhuang whispered: "If it is really the Queen's person, then that's it. If not, then this kind of thing seems like what Huangfu Qing would do."
Suzaku was also saying: "As long as he is the Queen's person, if not, then someone is going to trap me."
After speaking, he whispered to himself: "If he also thought about this, wouldn't he think that the imperial concubine wanted to harm him?"
At this point, her beautiful eyes moved, which was quite interesting. After thinking about it, she turned around and entered the room: "I am sleepy, you go and do your work."
Left and right responded in response.
Suzaku took a look, quickly changed out of his palace clothes, put on a fiery red sacrificial robe, put on a pig mask, and suddenly walked out of the window and disappeared into the streets of Yeyu.
Over there, Zhao Changhe was in the VIP room of the casino. The room was not only equipped with gaming tables and gambling equipment, but also an inner room. Inside was an inn room, warmed by an incense tent. At this time, someone was pouring hot water into the wooden barrel.
Zhao Changhe looked very cool just now when he was walking alone on a rainy night. Facts have proved that there is a price behind showing off. Now he looked like a drowned rat.
The steward of the gambling house sat opposite him at the gambling table, playing with a pai gow in his hand. He looked at Zhao Changhe with a smile in his eyes: "Master Zhao..."
"Ah?" Zhao Changhe's hair was still wet and dripping, and he touched the Pai Gow and studied it nonchalantly: "How does this thing work?"
"...You look like this and you really want to play cards?"
"Why not?" Zhao Changhe secretly practiced his kung fu, and the water vapor evaporated, finally drying his body and face a little bit. His clothes couldn't match the level of Miss Winged Fire Snake, so he had to let them get wet: "I came to the casino just to play cards.
Yes."
"That's not necessarily true. You go to the casino in Jianhu City and play with Sha Qi's neck."
"Hey, the names of your gambling houses are so similar, aren't they obviously chain stores? Why don't we just call them by the same name? Why is Wei Zicai pretending not to understand who is behind the Kang Le Casino?"
"Who said the name sounds like a chain store, so are you and Wang Dashan brothers?"
Zhao Changhe: "...I suggest you use Pang Dahai next time."
The man was also dumbfounded: "We don't even know why you thought it was run by us when you found a gambling shop, and it turned out to be exactly the right one. But it's not important. Since your goal is to find us, you can only say that it is.
It must be fate."
"Not really." Zhao Changhe said leisurely: "It's just that since the young marquis is determined not to enter the gambling house, the first name he mentioned must be the most famous one in the capital, not just because of the proximity... just on the way.
There is obviously a gambling house that is closer, why didn't he mention it? It only proves that this gambling house is different and has a special mark in the heart of the young Marquis."
The man nodded: "That makes sense. I'm Jin Jiu, the manager of the Anle Casino in the capital, and I've met the young master."
Zhao Changhe asked curiously: "You all have the same surname and ranking? You are a middle-aged man and you are in charge of the capital city. Sha Qi is a young master and you are in charge of Jianhu City. How do you come up with this ranking?"
"We inherit the name."
Zhao Changhe thoughtfully said: "So Ying Wu once had a group of brothers, but now some of them have withered away...The first four..."
"The first four disappeared a long time ago, and there is no one to succeed them." Jin Jiu sighed and said: "How many people have gone back to Jianghu, I wonder how many of the former brothers will be left when Mr. Zhao looks back.
."
Zhao Changhe was silent. He felt that although he didn't have many friends, they all looked like protagonists, unlike those who died young. Of course, this was hard to explain, and even he didn't know when he would have to hang with no one.
Know the place.
Jin Jiudao: "No more small talk. Since Mr. Zhao came to see us specially, what is the purpose?"
"If I guess correctly, you are actually a professional intelligence organization... I also suspect that Tingxue Tower is a subordinate organization of yours, similar to the Blood God Sect and the Four Symbol Sect."
"You guessed it half right. We are indeed a professional intelligence organization, but Tingxuelou is just a long-term collaborator. They kill people and can't find where the other party is. They just get the information from us. There is no affiliation between the two parties. We
I have no interest in the murder business." Jin Jiu smiled and said, "So there really is no grudge between us and Your Excellency."
"I guess, you were originally looking for clues about the ancient era, but it gradually evolved into various intelligence mastering, and developed into an organizational business, right?" Zhao Changhe said: "I don't believe that the talented people in Tianbang are just dedicated to spying on intelligence.
"
"That's right." Jin Jiu didn't mince words: "We not only sell information, but also buy information. The most important information is about ancient secret realms and various lost alien spaces. The rest are just incidental income in the process of finding these. To put it bluntly,
The affairs of the human world are none of our business...so your identity is just a piece of information for us to buy and sell, and it will not affect any of our positions."
"So I don't give them any face, and you really dare to accept your door."
Jin Jiu put his palms on his hands and said with a smile: "Of course. In the world of martial arts, the gods and Buddhas ask for you. You are not the only one who is proud of the princes?"
Zhao Changhe nodded and said: "That's the case...then I'm here to buy information, will you do this business?"
"If what you want to buy is information about the emperor's current situation, we don't understand it and we can't make the deal." Jin Jiu sighed: "We are trustworthy and will not cheat our clients' money by randomly making up information that sounds very similar to that.
."
"So what's the situation on the surface? Is this okay? How much does it cost?"
"Everyone in this capital knows that this kind of information is worthless. I give it to you as a way to make a friend."
"Thanks then."
Everyone knows it, so you can't just ask anyone...and the information you have here can be corroborated with what others know, so it's good to have a place dedicated to providing information.
Jin Jiudao: "From the outside, it seems that the emperor spends most of his time in seclusion, and when he comes out of seclusion, he goes to court to deal with some matters, and his complexion is normal. What makes people feel wrong is that his spirit is a little lethargic, and his voice is weak. He does not look like the best in the world at all.
His aura, coupled with his frequent fainting, and lack of the great talents and strategies he had in his early years, so everyone guessed that something was wrong. It’s not like the rumors outside about missing people, there is no such thing."
This is completely consistent with the information from Tang Wanzhuang, and there is nothing special about it.
Zhao Changhe touched his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Do you know the inside story of the prince's death?"
Jin Jiu smiled: "We can only guess about this. Guessing is worthless, so just listen to it."
"I believe your guesses are valuable."
"Our guess is that the emperor himself killed it."
Even though he had anticipated countless possibilities, Zhao Changhe had never thought of this one, and his eyes widened in shock.
Damn it, if Xia Longyuan knew how to kill his son, then sitting here would be like an old general on the stage, sent to see him off?
Seeing that Zhao Changhe, who had always been so calm, finally showed signs of sexual change, Jin Jiu felt inexplicably happy and laughed: "It's just a guess. As for why I guessed like this, it's not convenient for me to tell you, unless you add more money... Oh, by the way.
, this kind of thing doesn’t need money.”
Zhao Changhe stared at him without speaking.
"Okay." Jin Jiu looked leisurely towards the door of the inner room. The beautiful dealer wearing only a gauze tube top had been waiting there for a long time. When Jin Jiu looked over, the dealer said softly: "Bath water."
It’s ready, I’m waiting for you to take a bath..."
Before Zhao Changhe could speak, the door was suddenly pushed open. A pig's head threw away the two fainted guards, clapped his hands and walked in: "Serve, wait vigorously, let me see how to wash it."
Jin Jiu looked at Zhao Changhe with a smile but not a smile: "I heard that you were with a pig head in Jianhu City, was it this one? If not, we will deal with it as a provocation."
The pig head looked up at the ceiling, looking disdainful to talk to you.
Zhao Changhe sweatdropped: "Well, it should be, this one."
Jin Jiu stood up leisurely: "It turns out that your Excellency has someone to take care of you, so we won't disturb you. I hope our guests can find peace and happiness in Anle Gambling House."
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PS: Some brothers are confused by the word "blurred". Well, the female rabbit's eyes are blurred. It does not mean the state of nymphomaniac, it is just a description that is like smoke and fog, and it is difficult to understand its meaning. Don't get me wrong.