Hu Xiaotian said: "If you don't let me intervene, I will intervene randomly. If you can go to Tuojie, I can go too. How about we see who can find that Mo Shaolin first?"
Murong Feiyan's heart sank. With Hu Xiaotian's arrogant temperament, he could do anything. Although she didn't want him to get involved in this matter, he was the victim of this case after all. This kid obviously didn't explain all the facts of the case.
Clearly, there must be something to hide from him. After pondering for a moment, he finally nodded and said: "You can come with me, but you can't interfere in my affairs!"
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Don't worry, I've always been very good in front of beautiful girls!"
The place they are going to is Xicheng Tuo Street. There are three major horse markets in Kangdu. This Xicheng Tuo Street is the largest one, but it is also the most disorderly one. People often call Xicheng Horse Market
Tuo Street, there are many kinds of livestock sold here, ranging from cattle, horses, alpacas, to chickens, ducks, geese and dogs. Although the varieties are mixed, there are few good ones among them. Most of the people who come here to trade are ordinary people, and few
Bulk sales are mostly retail sales by pieces, and most of the transaction prices are very low.
Murong Feiyan did not change into official clothes. Her dress was not suitable for riding a horse, so she got into Hu Xiaotian's carriage. Hu Xiaotian did not like riding horses either because his riding skills were not good and he always worried that he would fall when he was riding a horse.
Falling off the horse.
Murong Feiyan opened the car curtain and looked outside. Hu Xiaotian's six servants were following each other like shadows outside. He couldn't help but frowned and said: "Do you, the sons of officials, have to create such a big pomp wherever you go?
Are you afraid that others won’t know that your family has money and status?”
Hu Xiaotian said: "Smiling, you annoy me even more. Have you ever tried the feeling of having someone following you closely whether you are eating, sleeping or going to the latrine?"
When Murong Feiyan heard what he said, she couldn't help but blush, her long black eyelashes drooped, and she stopped talking. She secretly cursed this guy for being shameless, he could really say any shameless thing.
Hu Xiaotian sighed, leaned on the carriage, and suddenly remembered that Tang Qingxuan's brothers were all dominating the horse market, but he didn't know if he would encounter the Tang family when he went to the horse market in Xicheng today, and whispered: "
I remember Tang Tiehan seems to be from the horse market?"
Although he asked tactfully, Murong Feiyan still heard his worries and worries from his words, and smiled and said: "Don't worry, this is Tuo Street, their business is not here." She paused and then said.
Said: "If you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. If you do too many bad things, will you feel guilty?"
Hu Xiaotian laughed and said, "Am I feeling guilty? Hahaha..." This guy's laughter was obviously dry. It was not because he was afraid of the Tang brothers and sisters, but he just didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.
When the carriage entered the Tuo Street, the ground suddenly became muddy. Although the scale of this Tuo Street was not small, the conditions were really poor. Cattle and horse dealers from all over the place gathered here, a mixture of good and bad, and most of these people were individual travelers, so they were truly powerful.
Many horse dealers disdain to come here to do business.
Although the street was wide, there were many vehicles and horses passing by, as well as traders driving their livestock, making it extremely crowded. After just a few steps, their carriages were blocked and unable to move forward.
Murong Feiyan pushed open the car door and jumped out, followed closely by Hu Xiaotian.
Hoover, who was driving the car, said: "Master, the front is blocked by livestock and the carriage cannot pass."
Murong Feiyan was already walking forward, Hu Xiaotian said: "You guys wait here, Murong Zao and I..." He wanted to say Murong Zao's head, but when he saw people coming and going around, he decided to use the first word instead.
After swallowing it, several servants wanted to follow him. Hu Xiaotian waved his hand, indicating that they should not mobilize so much in order to avoid disturbing others, so he asked Li Jinhao and Shao Yijiao to follow him. Through observation during this period, he found that among the six servants,
That is to say, the fighting ability of the two of them is pretty good. As for Liang Dazhuang and his like, they look tall and fat, but they are actually cowards. If there is something wrong, it is not enough to drag them down.
Liang Dazhuang always regarded himself as the first servant around the young master. Seeing that Hu Xiaotian didn't mention him by name this time, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He took the initiative to invite Ying and said: "Master, I will come with you too."
Hu Xiaotian waved his hand and said: "You are the person I trust most, so I can rest assured if you stay here and take charge!"
Liang Dazhuang was extremely excited because of his words, and he was obviously very confident: "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely fulfill my mission."
Murong Feiyan's outfit today was indeed inconvenient for walking. After taking a few steps, she stepped on mud. Hu Xiaotian saw that she was holding up her skirt and her boots were stained with mud and horse manure. He couldn't help but sigh: "
I thought Miss Murong was really a white lotus that emerged from the mud and remained unstained."
Murong Feiyan glared at him, not bothering to pay attention to his sarcastic remarks. In fact, this could be regarded as self-knowledge. She knew that she could never be this guy's opponent in terms of bickering.
They found Mo Shaolin at the north end of Tuo Street. Mo Shaolin was twenty-four years old and from the northwest. He was a mixture of Qin and Hu people. He was tall, dark-skinned, with naturally curly hair, a Chinese face, and thick eyebrows.
He was wearing a brown samurai uniform, which had been washed white for too long. His trousers were rolled up to his knees, revealing two muscled calves. His feet were wearing straw sandals, which were also covered in mud.
When Hu Xiaotian and Murong Feiyan saw him, he was haggling with a customer there. Bargaining at the horse market was not conducted verbally. Often, the two of them would hide their hands in their sleeves and pull them together, and one person would bid with his fingers.
, the other person counter-priced with his fingers, and after the price was agreed upon, they shook hands and sealed the deal.
Seeing Mo Shaolin's strong and well-developed muscles, Hu Xiaotian had already deduced that this guy's fighting ability was definitely not weak. He approached Murong Feiyan and whispered in his ear: "Do you want to call some more helpers?"
Murong Feiyan glanced at him, her eyes full of disdain. In fact, she had always looked at Hu Xiaotian with this look, and her tone of voice was also mocking: "Are you afraid?"
Hu Xiaotian said: "How to write the word fear?"
Murong Feiyan had already walked slowly towards Mo Shaolin.
Mo Shaolin and the guest failed to reach an agreement in the end, and the business was not done in good faith. The two shook their heads, showed an apologetic smile to each other, and then the guest left. Mo Shaolin's eyes fell on Murong Feiyan's pretty face.
Above, the appearance of a beautiful woman like Murong Feiyan in the dirty Tuojie Street seemed extremely disharmonious, not to mention that she was accompanied by a richly dressed noble gentleman. The two of them were supposed to be in the vast mist.
Go boating on Cuiyun Lake, or sit in the red brick and green tiled pavilions and listen to singing and dancing, reciting poems and composing poems, but not in this kind of place.
Mo Shaolin's eyes glanced at their faces, and soon fell on their feet. From a person's stride and the rhythm of his footsteps, he can tell whether the person knows martial arts. Mo Shaolin's
There was a smile on his face, but he was already alert inside.
Hu Xiaotian always pays attention to the changes in Mo Shaolin's eyes. He is good at analyzing the subtle psychology of a person through the changes in his expression. It seems that there is some truth in the saying that art is not too overwhelming. The psychology he studied in the past is still very useful.
The place of martial arts.
From the footwork of the four of them, Mo Shaolin had already judged that Murong Feiyan and the two servants behind him were all skilled in martial arts. As for the playful and smiling young man, it seemed that he did not know martial arts, but his body
He was born strong, not like a weak scholar.
Mo Shaolin was wary in his heart, but he smiled brightly on his face: "Sir, madam, come and buy a horse!"
Murong Feiyan blushed when he called her "Madam", thinking to herself, what does this guy look like? She is obviously the unmarried daughter of Yunying, and it can be seen from her hair accessories that she is not married.
Hu Xiaotian laughed happily. He didn't want to take advantage of Murong Feiyan. It was Mo Shaolin who helped him take advantage. Hu Xiaotian nodded and wanted to ask about Zhao Zhenghao's whereabouts in a roundabout way. But Murong Feiyan had no interest in beating around the bush and went straight to the point.
He asked, "Are you Mo Shaolin?" When Su Le heard her question, he screamed secretly.
Mo Shaolin smiled and said: "Yes! Madam, do you recognize me?"
Murong Feiyan said: "Do you know Zhao Zhenghao?"
Mo Shaolin said: "We know each other! We sold horses together."
"Where is he now?"
Mo Shaolin looked at Murong Feiyan with suspicion: "Why are you looking for him?"
Before Murong Feiyan could say anything, Hu Xiaotian had already taken out an ingot of silver that weighed five ounces, waved it in front of Mo Shaolin, and then handed it to him. Mo Shaolin's smile became even brighter when he saw the ingot.
He stretched out his hand and took Wen Yin over, looked around carefully, and said mysteriously: "I'll tell you, I'll take you there right now!"
If Murong Feiyan hadn't been so restless, Hu Xiaotian wouldn't have made such a move. I really don't know how Murong Feiyan got the title of the number one goddess catcher in Jingzhao Mansion. Handling cases requires skills.
He had to make insinuations and try to investigate the situation before the other party was aware of his true purpose. Originally, Murong Feiyan took off her uniform and came in civilian clothes. Hu Xiaotian thought she was going to be a plainclothes policeman, but he didn't expect to see Mo Shao.
Lin's first sentence revealed her true identity, and she just didn't tell her clearly that I was an undercover agent!
Mo Shaolin turned around and walked back, entered the horse pen, and explained something to a groom wearing a gray-blue turban in the horse pen.
Hu Xiaotian said to Murong Feiyan: "There seems to be something wrong with the situation. Mo Shaolin is sneaky." He winked at Li Jinhao and Shao Yijiao, motioning them to go around to the other side and keep an eye on Mo Shaolin to prevent them.
This guy ran away from there.
Murong Feiyan said coldly: "I'm sorry he can't do anything." As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Mo Shaolin turn over on a muddy yellow gelding, and smiled at Murong Feiyan: "I want to find
He, come with me!" He shook the horse's reins hard with both hands, and clamped his legs under the horse's belly. The horse neighed, spread its hooves and galloped up. When it got close to the railing, it suddenly jumped up, four feet tall.
He jumped over the high fence, landed on all four hooves, and the mud flew up, splashing Li Jinhao and Shao Yijiao who were trying to intercept him. Before the two could form an encirclement, Mo Shaolin had already ridden his horse and galloped away from them.
go.
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The explanation is that when time travel changes the body, the body is also changing you. I will not explain this point again. All fair opinions are welcome. As for some people who specifically rely on malicious book reviews to attract attention, I can only laugh...
