If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

Marquis Chang An stared at An Le's eyes without saying a word.

An Le smiled and waited for his answer.

half an hour.

Marquis Chang'an curled his lips and said, "Why does this Marquis want to help you?"

An Le said: "Why didn't Lord Hou help?"

Marquis Chang'an said: "Since you are here, there must be benefits? However, this benefit is not in the eyes of this Marquis—"

Before he finished speaking, An Le took out a copper plate from his sleeve and threw it into the air.

It was old and lost its luster, but it was imprinted in the eyes of Marquis Chang'an, watching it fly up, spin, and fall back into Anle's palm.

An Le smiled and put the copper plate on the mahogany table.

"Is it enough?"

Looking at the copper plate, Marquis Chang'an grinned.

……

"I really don't know what happened to Lord Hou!" The servant muttered, followed by Anle and Baili, leading them towards the capital.

The gate of Chang'an Capital was strictly guarded. Even if they saw the people in the Marquis of Chang'an's mansion, the guards didn't change their faces, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Let them out."

The guard said: "No."

The servant frowned and said, "Why not?"

"You said it was the order of the Marquis of Chang'an, but how do I know if it's true or not?"

The servant immediately burst into anger. Although he is a servant, he is a servant of the Marquis of Chang'an after all. Up to now, except for his master, no one has dared to show him face!

"Why don't you know if it's true or not? How can there be any truth or falsehood! My Lord Hou said that I came here under orders. Are you going to Chang'an Hou Mansion to ask Lord Hou?"

The guard looked shaken.

Baili glanced at Anle.

"Why don't you ask him to write a piece of paper?"

An Le blinked in embarrassment and said, "He said he couldn't read."

"..."

It seems that the rumors that the Marquis of Chang'an is incompetent and unparalleled in ancient and modern times are actually true!

The servant was spitting at the guard.

"How dare you block the way? Have you forgotten where you are standing? This is the capital of Chang'an! What is the capital of Chang'an? The place guarded by the Marquis of Chang'an! What you are doing now is to offend the Marquis!"

The guard wiped the saliva off his face, and the servant was still chattering.

The guard silently took two steps back, away from the range of his saliva.

An Le and Baili waited aside, the guard couldn't hold on any longer, but they just let them out, offending Marquis Chang'an because of this matter - thinking about it, I think it is really unwise.He is still going to continue to make a living on this land.

In the end the guard backed down, "Enough is enough, why bother?"

Seeing that he retreated, the servant closed his mouth meaningfully.

However, before An Le left the capital, the servant still couldn't hold back his curiosity, "What did you use to get Master Hou to agree to release you from the capital?"

An Le smiled and said, "A copper coin." After saying that, he turned and left.

The servant was left blankly watching their figures go away.

"A copper plate? Master Hou actually agreed for a copper plate? Is Master Hou even more stupid, or is the Hou Mansion too poor?"

This incident left an extremely deep shadow in the servant's heart, making him think that the Marquis of Chang'an was poor, so he praised money every day for saving money.

But these are later stories.

After leaving the capital of Chang'an, the capital is just a few steps away.

Rumors spread in the capital, causing the gate guards to be slack, and Anle and Baili quickly entered the city, when a bird flew from the sky.

Baili said: "The ghost doctor finally remembered us?"

An Le shrugged and said, "Probably not a good thing."

Baili took the note from the bird's leg, glanced at it and frowned.

Seeing him like this, An Le asked, "What happened?"

Baili smiled bitterly and said, "Something has happened."

Shi Gui was robbed by a group of people when he was sending the dancer girl to the southwest. They looked like people from other races. It was only when the sword ghost came that he escaped the trouble.

It's just that, it may take some time for the sword ghost to come to the capital.

"I'm just afraid that when the sword ghost arrives, it will be too late. The crown prince is already dying, and with the charge of framing the emperor, I'm afraid he won't last for a few days."

Anle pursed her lips.

The prince is an extremely important piece in this game of chess, he can be either black or white.What's more, all the clues are concentrated on him, and losing this one is undoubtedly a great loss.

"You don't have to wait for them to come, we can do it first."

Baili disagrees.

"I lost my weapon, and you can't fight a hundred with one person. If you lose your strategy, how can you retreat with your body?"

An Le said nonchalantly, "It's okay, take one step at a time." They also had a new grasshopper tied to their rope, no matter how bad it was, they could save their lives.

As Anle's friend for many years, Baili naturally understands Anle's plan, "How do you know that the county magistrate will come to the capital? I'm afraid his footsteps are not as fast as Daogui's?"

"You don't have to worry about this, he must have arrived in the capital soon, and now he is almost in Chang'an."

"Why?"

An Le smiled and said: "I asked the sword ghost to send him something. Even if he didn't come for us, he would come for that thing."

But Baili murmured: "I still don't understand, why did you go into the muddy water this time?" According to An Le's character, he would never be willing to get a little bit dirty with this kind of plotting and enmity. water.

Not to mention Baili was puzzled, An Le was also silent.

It took a long time to spit out a word.

"Don't ask me, because I don't know yet."

Baili just sighed heavily.

……

Zuo Xiangfu.

Mo Huo is a person who enjoys himself extremely. Since he was waiting for the throne of Zuo Xiang at a young age, he has been enjoying all the good things.

A huge mansion, a flower pond, a pavilion in the pool, a stone table, a stone chair, and a game of chess on the pavilion.

But good things are good things, whether the mood is beautiful depends on the situation.

Just like now, Mo Huo's mood is not very clear.

Mo Huo sat on a stone chair in the pavilion, with a fox fur under his buttocks, holding a purple gold stove in his hand, and two incense burners beside him. Although there were no flowers or lotus leaves in the pool, it snowed today. Also have other interests.

Mo Huanbai's complexion turned even darker.

Song Hui stood in front of him, respectful and obedient, but Mo Huo knew very well that this man looked respectful, but he was always calculating and calculating everything in his heart.

"You're looking for me again, what's the matter?"

Song Hui said respectfully: "Naturally, if you have something to ask, you will be as kind and warm-hearted as the left minister—"

"pull."

Song Hui's mouth twitched.

Although he expected that Zuo Xiang Mo Huo would not show him a good face, he did not expect that his face would be so ugly.

He couldn't help but look sullenly at the young and handsome man in front of him.

No matter how handsome he is, Song Hui still thinks that the right minister Li Aocai's big beard is more pleasing to the eye.

Mo Huo touched the corner of the chessboard on the stone table, and said coldly: "If you have something to say, when did you start beating around the bush? Did you learn from that bearded man? Really, Baisha is black with him in Nirvana?"

Song Hui took a deep breath and retorted: "The Prime Minister's words are not so oblique."

Mo Huo glanced at him and said, "Oh? That bearded man is a cheerful person?"

Song Hui couldn't help subconsciously saying meanly: "Although Prime Minister Zuo is a discerning person, he still looks like an outsider. He doesn't understand the behavior of Prime Minister Right."

Mo Huo said with a half-smile, "Naturally, after all, I'm just an outsider, not an 'insider' like you."

Song Hui was so choked that he couldn't say a word.

Sure enough, the prime minister on the right is more amiable!Even if he always wears that big beard, it's better than being with this left-handed man,