The Eagle King thought for a while: "He has different goals from ours, so they should not affect each other. But..." He raised a stack of information in his hand: "Song Zheng's actions in Huzhou City are not just rumors, Duanyang

Those who underestimate him will definitely suffer."

The black-haired monkey retracted into his chair again, drinking wine and eating fruit: "What does that have to do with us? We just use money to do things and do our jobs well.

By the way, Eagle King, how are you going to spend the money this time?"

Eagle King knocked on the table: "Listen to me, no one is allowed to touch the money this time! Xiao Diao and the others have reached a critical moment in their practice and need Qingyuan Pill. You know the price of this kind of spiritual pill, and it has been

It’s going up, and I’m not sure whether the reward this time will be enough.”

"But I've been eyeing that cloud-gold cloak for a long time. It will look very cool when I wear it!" The black-haired monkey felt aggrieved. The Eagle King looked at his short, wretched appearance, his eyes filled with contempt.

"Oh... forget it, I'll wait for Xiao Diao and the others."

The Eagle King nodded: "You should make another trip to the Demon Mingkou to make sure nothing goes wrong."

"Okay." The black-haired monkey turned over on the chair, and with a bang his escape technique unfolded, leaving behind a piece of black smoke and disappearing without a trace.

…

There was a bamboo tube on Ma Daquan's desk. When he opened it, there was a paper roll inside, recording Song Zheng's actions today. He took a look at it, smiled and threw it away.

Hundreds of his confidants came forward, worried: "Sir, if Song Zheng discovers what we are doing in Liuyin Mountain..."

Ma Daquan sneered: "During the recent period, please don't go to Liuyin Mountain. Everything there is on track. No one will go there for a few days and there won't be any problems."

"yes."

Ma Daquan asked again: "How is the matter you were asked to investigate?"

Baihu said: "Brothers who went to Huzhou sent back the news, and those rumors turned out to be true."

Ma Daquan was startled: "Speaking of it this way, that boy is really capable." He thought about it for a while and then said: "Let brothers be more careful during this time. Stop some of the things in the past and let's deal with them carefully.

On our soil, he has no leverage."

"yes."

Ma Daquan waved his hand and Baihu retreated. He meditated for a moment alone, took out a rarely used homophonic bone charm, and said: "That inspector is so deep in the city that even I was almost deceived.

Be careful yourself."

After a while, a low and hoarse voice came from the other side: "Got it."

…

Song Zheng lowered his arms and put his fingers on the ground. The little insect crawled out of the cracks in the bricks and crawled onto his hand. Song Zheng opened the small cave world and enveloped it, and he and the little insect went in together.

After a while, Song Zheng patted Xiao Chong's head approvingly.

I just had some surprises in my heart: Tianhu beast spirit? It turns out that set of mountain knives are really spiritual treasures. Do you want to find a chance to see them?

"Forget it, let's do business first."

He took Chen Yicheng's hair from Xiaochong. There is a secret technique in the Nirvana Hall that can use any part of the body's hair and skin to cast spells. Song Zheng, with slight modifications, can use this spell to monitor the target.

With his method, as long as the Yin Shen's cultivation level is lower than his, no one will be aware of it.

But after all, it was the method of Nirvana Hall, so he still tried not to be discovered by others. He exited the small cave world, raised a strange array in the room, and then his eyes revealed the netherworld. The secret method was activated, and the tips of his ten fingers ignited with dark gold.

of light fire.

His fingers flew, and he carved a complex mantra out of thin air in front of him. Then he rubbed his fingers lightly, and the strands of hair "burned", and the ashes fell on the mantra, and the spots of light moved and connected.

Chen Yicheng, who was dozens of miles away, had established a connection without knowing it.

A wave of water appeared on the spell, and a picture appeared in the center of the ripples.

Chen Yicheng went to find Chen Fulong that night and asked when the batch of heavy Chu stones would be released. He looked a little impatient, which made people suspicious.

When Song Zheng saw this, he gently touched his chin with his hand.

Although Chen Fulong was young, he knew the importance. When Song Zheng took office as a new official, he just came to ask about this batch of goods. It seemed inappropriate to sell the goods after changing hands, so he comforted Chen Yicheng a little later, at least until Song Zheng left Duanyang.

Chen Yicheng reluctantly agreed to leave. After he left, Chen Fulong frowned: "Yixiong."

He Yixiong appeared: "Master of the family?"

"You sent someone to secretly keep an eye on Uncle Cheng. He handled this batch of goods. Long Yiwei will not keep an eye on this batch of goods for no reason. I'm worried that Uncle Cheng is hiding something from the family."

"good."

"Be careful, don't be discovered by him."

"Leave it to me, don't worry."

After Chen Yicheng came out, he went to the warehouse and checked the goods again.

"Is there no problem?"

"No, don't worry."

Chen Yicheng looked around and then asked in a low voice: "No one suspects it, right?"

"Don't worry, we are well hidden, and even the peak ancestor of Long Yiwei is not aware of it. What are you worried about?"

Chen Yicheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Wait a few more days, and as soon as Song Zheng leaves, we will send the things out."

When Song Zheng saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly and he sneered.

After checking the goods, Chen Yicheng went back and entered the quiet room to start practicing. Song Zheng had just stopped the incantation when Du Baihu's voice came from outside the strange formation: "Sir, there are guests visiting."

Song Zheng asked: "Who is it?"

"This..." Du Baihu said helplessly, "I don't know."

"Um?"

He quickly explained: "She covered her face, but she said she had information that adults need."

Song Zheng frowned and asked: "How dare you let such a person come to see me?"

Du Baihu chuckled: "Sir, she is only at the eighth level of the river, and as Li Sanyan said, she is a top-notch girl..."

Li Sanyan is a general, his real name is Li Dake, he is seventy-nine years old, he is in the late stage of knowing destiny, he has never gotten married, he claims to read through three thousand beauties, and then decide whether he wants to take just one ladle to drink.

This guy spends all his time in the romantic places in Huzhou City and gives himself the nickname "Li Sanyan". He claims to have a third eye that can see people's "true colors".

This true color refers to a person’s original appearance.

It is said that in Goulan, no matter how the women are made up or dressed, he can tell at a glance who is the most beautiful and has the best figure.

He was very proud of his ability and even boasted about it in front of Song Zheng.

And it is a pity that Li Sanyan is currently the one with the highest demand for promotion to the Hundred Households among the Leopard Tao Guards...

After Chen Baihu and three others were arrested, Song Zheng only had two Baihu under his command, which was indeed insufficient.

He was speechless for a moment, then shook his head helplessly and said, "You people..."

Du Baihu was a little worried, because he really couldn't figure out Song Zheng's habits. In today's Hongwu Dynasty, which is corrupt from top to bottom, if someone can enter the cabinet by presenting beauties to the emperor, then preparing women for Shangguan is not a big deal.

Several people in Du Baihu also discussed that Mr. Song was so full of blood that it would not be good to hold it back like this. But when they heard that Mr. Lei had prepared four servants for him, Mr. Song didn't even look at it.

Zeng Baihu suddenly became interested and said, "Three flats are not as good as one round." He started talking clearly and logically. Du Baihu subconsciously stayed away from this guy.

Li Sanyan strongly disagreed. If it hadn't been for the fact that he hadn't been promoted to a hundred households yet, he might have started a quarrel with him on the spot.

In short, in the end, everyone felt that no matter whether adults like it or not, people below should still do it if they want to respect themselves.

"Sir," Du Baihu said confidently: "She said she had important information. We came to Duanyang all day but did not open up the situation. I feel that for the sake of the country and the people, we should see her!"

"Fart!" Song Zheng couldn't help but cursed: "Humph, who said the situation wasn't opened up?"

But suddenly his thoughts changed and he opened the door: "Forget it, let's go see if there is really any valuable information."

"Yes," Du Baihu smiled happily: "My subordinates will lead the way."

The small courtyard was not big, and the late-night visitor dressed in black and wearing a gauze mask was waiting in the hall. Before Song Zheng came in, Zeng Baihu and Li San looked at her.

When Song Zheng went out, he sensed Qi Bingchen beside him, and a line of spiritual consciousness separated from the house and followed him out.

"Your Excellency is here!" Du Baihu shouted, Zeng Baihu and Li Sanyan knelt down together: "Welcome Your Excellency!"

The black-clothed visitor was slightly blessed: "The daughter of the people has seen Mr. Song, the patrol envoy of Longyi Guard Jiangnan."

She took off her veil gracefully, but her appearance greatly disappointed Du Baihu. It couldn't be said to be ugly, but just a little ordinary. At most, she was above average.

Du Baihu secretly regretted that this impressive figure was wasted, otherwise she would have been a top-notch beauty.

He looked at Li San, who winked. Du Baihu immediately understood: he was disguised.

Song Zheng glanced at the woman lightly, but really didn't take it seriously: "Tell me your name."

"Folk girl, Miao Xiaoyi."

Song Zheng almost stood up, and there was confusion in his ears: Miao, Xiao, Yi!

He thought he heard it wrong, so he subconsciously grabbed the chair with both hands and asked, "What's your name? Say it again?"

"Folk girl Miao Xiaoyi." Miao Xiaoyi was a little strange.

Song Zheng breathed out, leaned back gently, and gave her a complicated look, almost wondering if someone knew about his past and deliberately sent such a woman with such a name...
To be continued...