He Lei's heart moved, understanding that what they were going to put was probably not simple, but this matter had nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to inquire.

"There is a warehouse in Feng'anfang that meets Brother Xu's requirements, but the area is smaller!"

"Does Brother He have time now? I want to go and have a look!"

"Okay! I'll go back to get the keys now!"

"No, let's just take a look outside. Brother He will lead the way!"

At Xu Yan's request, He Lei brought four people to Feng'anfang, and there was a carriage to serve the road, which was convenient.

Chang'an City has always been said that "the north is honored and the west is noble, and the south is poor and the east is rich". Feng'anfang is located at the southernmost point of Chang'an City. The living here are all civilians. The dilapidated and dense houses separate the prosperity and bustle of Chang'an City, just like a modern urban-rural fringe.

Turning over the curved street, they came to a door, the gray wooden door was locked with iron chains, with brown rust on it.

"The location here is remote and hasn't been here for a long time. There are warehouses around, and there are few families!" He Lei said.

"good!"

Xu Yan nodded, as if he was very satisfied. Seeing that there was no one around, he winked at Uncle Xing.

Uncle Xing grinned, took two steps forward, suddenly pulled out the knife, and slashed down with all his might. With a "bang", the chain was directly broken.

He Lei looked shocked.

Xu Yan reached out and made a call: "Brother He, take us in and have a look!"

He Lei had seen the world before, and immediately realized something was wrong. He was about to retreat, but suddenly he found that the other two people brought by Xu Yan were standing behind him, one left and one right, with his hands pressed on the hilt of the knife.

He froze all over and felt awe in his heart: "Brother Xu, what do you mean?"

"Brother He, we have no malice. Let's talk about it later when we go in!"

Xu Yan still looked like a smile. He Lei's expression changed, but was eventually forced by the sergeant behind him and followed him in.

This is a very ordinary yard with a small area, two rooms on the left and right, empty inside and without any furniture.

Xu Yan walked around and kept nodding, obviously very satisfied.

He said to He Lei with a gloomy face: "Brother He, I'm afraid you'll have to worry about staying here for a few days next time. Dazhu and Sanbao will be with you here. Don't think about running away. They are all war-torn men who have experienced the battlefield and are the best at fighting battles. If you accidentally hurt you, it's not good!"

He Lei looked at the two men behind him, both of whom were thin men in their twenties, with a cold face and a indifferent expression. One of them was carrying a short crossbow, which made him feel cold.

"Brother Xu, I have no grudges and grudges with you, why do you want to harm me?" he said angrily.

Xu Yan shook his head: "I say it again, I didn't want to harm you. The reason I left you here is because what we did next is very dangerous and needs to be kept strictly confidential. I had no choice but to do it. After this matter, I promise that Brother He will leave safely!"

He Lei had a dark face, obviously not believing it, but now there is no other way.

Xu Yan invited He Lei into the house and asked Dazhu and Sanbao to watch. He and Uncle Xing brought out the things in the carriage, including a kettle, dry food, rope, sack, a simple iron pot, and a bag of charcoal.

He Lei looked at these and felt even more confused.

Xu Yan did not explain, and whispered a few words to Uncle Xing, left the carriage alone.

The dilapidated courtyard fell into silence.

****

There are few pedestrians on the wide Zhuque Street, with tall doors on both sides and strict temperament.

The Duke of Xinguo’s Mansion is here!

The area of ​​the house granted by the late emperor was larger than that of the Princess's Mansion opposite, including lakes, rockery, gardens, trees and scenery.

The red painted door was closed, and the side door was half open. A young man wearing a brocade robe and a jade crown wanted to go out, but was pulled by the servant behind him: "Young master, young master, you can't go out. The master asked you to study at home, but you haven't done your homework yet!"

"Reading, it's a big deal! Master, I don't participate in the imperial examination, so please get out of here!"

"No, Master, if you know you ran out to play secretly, you will kill me!"

"If you stop me again, I will beat you to death now, get out!"

The young man kicked his foot and was extremely irritable. The servant got kicked a few times and didn't dare to stop him anymore. He followed behind with a frown.

Only Han Yuanqing, the second son of Duke Xinguo’s mansion, can be called the young master and have such an arrogant personality.

He is a mother and the dead Han Won-Hong, but he is different from Han Won-Hong's insidiousness. This person is famous for being lustful, arrogant and unreasonable, commonly known as Huahua Tai Sui.

"Ah! I finally came to life. I've been suffocated these days. I'm going to have fun today!"

Han Yuanhong held a folding fan in his hand, led his close servant and two guards, and set off with great enthusiasm.

The servant Geng San said with a plea: "Young Master, should we go to Hongyun Tower or Yucui Pavilion?"

Han Yuanqing shook his head: "Those women are tired of playing, let's go shopping on the street!"

In the evening, the weather was cool and vendors on both sides were hawking, which was very lively.

However, all this changed immediately after the arrival of the second young master Han.

"Huahua Tai Sui is coming out!!"

Someone shouted, and the whole street was in a mess. The vendors were busy packing things. The women screamed in horror and covered their faces and ran away.

Han Yuanqing was walking in the eight-character steps, and his hands were opened like a big goose, with a lewd smile on his face: "Oh hahaha... Little lady, don't run away, play with me!"

"Hide and seek, hide and seek, catch you!"

"Come on, brother teaches you how to fish, here? Here?"

With a duck-like laugh, Han Won-qing blocked a woman. She turned around and wanted to escape, but Han Won-qing grabbed her clothes.

The sound of "tearing" was heard, and the sleeves were torn apart. The woman tried her best to protect her body. The pear blossoms were crying with rain, and she was disgraced.

The more she cried, the more excited Han Won-qing became. All he wanted was resistance and excitement!

He threw away the sleeves in his hand, and then pulled the woman's skirt, his eyes lit up: "Little lady, tell my brother what color is inside? Is there any embroidered lotus flowers? Hahaha!"

The woman held her belt and fought desperately, but she couldn't resist Han Yuanqing's strength.

The people around glared at each other, but none of them dared to go up and stop them.

Because he was the second son of Duke Xinguo’s Mansion and a real royal relative!

Last time, a scholar rushed up and scolded Han Yuanhong for his good deeds. He broke his legs with a wooden stick. At that time, the yamen runners stood aside and didn't even dare to say a word.

The high and low life of human beings can be seen!

Just as many people covered their faces and couldn't bear to look at them anymore, a drunk man suddenly rushed out of the crowd and laughed: "Beauty... Come and drink with the uncle!"

He swayed and ran into Han Yuanqing. The impact was quite strong. Han Yuanqing staggered backwards. If Geng San hadn't supported him from behind, he would have fallen to the ground.

The woman who was originally dragged by him took the opportunity to get out of trouble and ran away crying.

"You're looking for death!"
Chapter completed!