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A poor son 83

"My third master..." The fat ball blinked and gently hit Saburo with his elbow, "Are you here early or late? Some of the girls haven't gotten up yet."

"Sister, aren't you here?" Saburo stood up, "Let's go, sister. Let's go and have a conversation with you."

As he said that, he stuffed a gold ingot into the plump chest of the mutton fat ball.

The fat ball reached out to take off the gold ingot and angrily looked at Sanlang, "I really missed my mouth. I'm so old that I'm so old that I'm so guilty that I'm afraid of laughing at me."

Sanlang turned around and laughed: "The little girl is just acting cute and obsessed with her. She is understanding. Today, she is just bored and asks someone to drink tea and talk. She is troubled by her sister."

He wouldn't really have the idea of ​​playing mutton fat balls. Which one of them has no master behind these mutton fat balls? Who is the master of this mutton fat ball? A woman is in charge of such a big deal, so there is no other possibility for the mutton fat balls and the man behind her. No relationship is more reliable than the relationship between men and women.

Times have changed, and some rules are still the same, and will remain unchanged throughout the ages.

The smile of the Yamamoto ball at this moment was sincere, "Since the Third Master looks down upon it, I am willing to accompany you. As long as the Third Master does not dislike me as boring."

Follow the fat ball and enter a room on the corner of the first floor.

This room is elegant and secret, but it is definitely not the boudoir of the mutton flask. It can only be used to entertain special guests.

Sanlang sat casually on the couch, watching the mutton fat balls making tea with their hands on their lips, and smiled and said, "No matter what the world is like outside, my sister's business here is not affected at all."

The mutton fat ball shook his head: "Where will it not be affected? Last spring, we also cut off food. No matter how good the man said, he would take it home to his wife and children when he had food. He didn't see anyone stretching out his hands? So, this place is a place where men have money and leisure to have fun. When it is important, they still feel sorry for the ugly woman at home."

Sanlang's mouth curled up: "This is true."

The fat ball held the tea up: "San Master, are you here today? Is there something wrong?"

"I can't say it's okay?" Sanlang sighed: "It's just that the family is jealous and has come out to hide from Qingjing." As he said that, he turned his head to look at the mutton fat ball: "I said sister, you said that when you don't take this woman home, you're very gentle. Once you take it home, you'll really become a female yaksha. It's still a comfortable place for my sister."

The mutton fat ball then laughed: "I am still like the third master, so it's an exception. I didn't expect it..."

Sanlang waved his hand embarrassedly, "I laughed! I laughed. There are so many beauties in the world, and there are so few who are knowledgeable and tactful. When I meet someone knowledgeable and tactful, I would rather set up a house outside than take it home." As he said that, he couldn't help but look at the tactful ball: "If my sister is tired of this day of welcoming and seeing off..."

The fat ball quickly waved his hand, "San Master, if you want to find Jie Yuhua, there are really all kinds of things in this building. It is their fortune to be attracted to by you."

Saburo's eyes immediately shone: "Miss Miaoyin, are you willing to cut off?"

The mutton ball immediately smiled and said, "Third Master is not a difficult situation. If this business needs to continue, this building is the only one who can get the cards."

Sanlang shook his head: "Sister is not honest." He said, and looked at the mutton fat ball again, "But we don't make things difficult for you. Everyone is asking for a bite of food, and it's not easy. Besides, Miss Miaoyin is Miao Miao, it's too young and a woman with a story like her, and she can talk about it together." As he said that, he stood up and said, "It's done, sister. Since you have no intention, I have to find my destined person. She may be waiting and looking forward to it."

The fat ball stopped Sanlang: "Or it is said that Sanye is a kind-hearted person. Others only say that we are not young anymore, but only Sanye thinks we have stories. This is not a soulmate. Sanye, I can't accompany you, but there are many soulmates in this building. You may not know that you just came to the capital. Two years ago, the girl Miaomiao in our building was a person who was difficult for the princes to meet..." As he said that, he looked at Sanye with his eyes.

Sanlang listened as if he was indifferent, but he just pulled the ball of fat: "Come on the way, Miss Miaomiao... should have gotten up today. You might as well go and listen to the song."

"Okay." Saburo took the hand of the mutton fat ball, "Who told my sister to speak?"

The fat ball smiled and let Saburo pull it to the third floor.

The two girls assigned by the fat ball took him to Miaomiao's room.

He then breathed a sigh of relief and the matter was the first step. In this way, the girl who was once popular had a deeper understanding of the jiyuan. For example, there were people standing behind the jiyuan.

He believed that if someone really entered the capital, if they wanted to find a girl, they would definitely find a place where they could hide their identities for them.

Nowadays, there are only a few people who want to cause trouble in the capital. It is not difficult to rule out.

Thinking of this, I was taken into one room. This room was divided into two rooms inside and outside, which was not big.

"The place is cramped, I feel wronged by Master San." As soon as I entered, a woman who looked gentle like water stood up.

Sanlang was stunned and said, "The place is cramped, but it's not the one who deserves to be wronged, but you, a girl."

Miaomiao just smiled: "San Master, I don't know what song you want to listen to."

Sanlang pulled Miaomiao to sit down: "If you are not busy, talk first." He looked at the girl seriously, "No wonder... they said it was difficult for the prince to meet you in the past. It was really rare."

Miaomiao's face turned pale in an instant, "San Master, please don't say such things again."

Sanlang smiled: "What's the matter?" It's hard for the prince to meet him? This is very interesting. Unless there is also a person with a certain identity behind the restaurant, otherwise such a beauty will not be given to him if she is attracted by the superiors.

"That was Miaomiao's frivolity, and now he has been taught a lesson." Miaomiao was blessed and lowered her head.

Sanlang narrowed his eyes, and the moment she bent down, he saw a purple-green scar on her left chest, and the teeth marks were clearly visible.

He waved his hand as if he had seen nothing, "The past is like flowing water, and you should not chase after it anymore. Let's not talk about unpleasant things, just talk about it casually and I'll listen to it."

The fat ball stood downstairs and heard the sound of the piano sounding above, then turned around and returned to the room.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged nanny came in: "Boss, you see this is..."

The fat ball shook his head: "I can't see it. Let's watch it. Who knows whether it intentionally or not?"

"You asked Miaomiao to serve me, aren't you afraid of being seen?" the nanny whispered.

The fat ball laughed: "I'm doing it for Miaomiao's good. As long as she serves this person, there's no need...I'm doing it for her good."

Who knew that before the two of them finished speaking, the song stopped, followed by Sanlang falling down from the building with a smile, "I have something to do today, I'll come again tomorrow."

Leaving very casually, as if you are really here to relieve your boredom.

Sanlang went out from here, went back to take a shower, and after dinner, he got up to see Lin Yutong.

Lin Yutong was surprised that Saburo responded in one day, so she quickly invited someone in.

Sanlang said straight to the point: "I have no one in my hands, my wife asked someone to stare at Chunxilou."

"What's wrong with Chunxi Tower?" Lin Yutong asked with a raised eyebrows.

Sanlang shook his head: "No! The one who has something to do is not Chunxilou. On the contrary, it is the enemy of Chunxilou's head family who came to him." Without waiting for Lin Yutong to ask, he explained: "First, there is a prince behind Chunxilou. Second, two years ago, Miaomiao, who was the top player in Chunxilou, was another prince. Third, the subordinates of the prince who fell in love with Miaomiao came to the door and Zuojian this girl vented his anger for his master." Otherwise, the fat ball would not give him the wounded Miaomiao, and Miaomiao would not deliberately reveal scars to him. They wanted to use themselves to make some concerns about the people who dare to come to find fault.

Lin Yutong really looked at Sanlang with admiration. This is what the Fourth Master said. There is no useless person in the world, so how to use him. In other places, Sanlang may not have a keen sense of smell, but in Huajie Liuxiang, no one is more versatile than him.

She clapped her hands, and while Saburo was still stunned, Hei Qi flashed and walked out.

"Tell me, what happened to Chunxilou." Lin Yutong raised her chin and told Hei Qi.

Hei Qi glanced at Sanlang, and then whispered: "The owner of Chunxilou is King Zheng. Two years ago, I heard that King Zhao was drunk and wanted to use force on the girl in Chunxilou on the flower boat. It is unknown whether the girl was called Miaomiao. At that time, King Zheng used this to advise the emperor, saying that King Zhao was greedy for flowers... Later, the emperor indeed scolded King Zhao, and this matter was regarded as a joke at that time."

Sanlang laughed: "Use strong? Nonsense! It seems that King Zheng plotted against King Zhao, and even made a fuss about King Zhao lost all his face. No wonder? Since Chunxilou is King Zheng's property, then the rats who entered the city are King Zhao's."

Lin Yutong nodded, "In terms of time, it happened to be the juncture of the Fourth Master's Western Expedition. It seems that he is undoubtedly the King of Zhao." She looked at Hei Qi, "Which company is the King of Zhao's industry in the Huajie and Lane in the capital?"

Hei Qi shook his head: "King Zhao has no industry in this area, only a few teahouses."

This is wrong.

Lin Yutong frowned and looked at Saburo: "What did you say?"

Sanlang pondered for a long time, "I think there must be some, but it's probably more hidden." As he said that, he looked at Hei Qi, "Give me the name of the teahouse and I'll go and see it."
Chapter completed!