The night was getting deeper, and the oil lamps in the Huozhengmen's conference room had been added twice. The newly-cooked hot tea on the stove was also sent to several pots. However, when Jiuhouer, who entered the conference room, looked at the frown brows of Master Na Jiu, and the stern face of Yan Xu and Xiang Youbao, he immediately realized that these masters had to stay in the conference room for a while.w w. v  m)

Seeing that the third day passed, Nalan, who had been busy in the kitchen, simply rolled up his sleeves, scooped a few spoons of sheep bone stewed fish soup from the big pot that he wanted to eat for his disciples the next day, and then scooped some white flour from the white noodles pocket that he used for the teething festival every three days, rolled out the noodles, sprinkled thick green onion, and drizzled fine sesame oil. Then he took a few big bowls and asked Jiuhouer, who was staying in the kitchen, to take a large tray to the room for the meeting.

In the cold weather, the regular street guards who watch the streets have to find a food stall in the middle of the night to make a cushion, otherwise they will be afraid of not being able to withstand the cold night, let alone the people in the room who have been busy all day without taking a serious meal?

As soon as he saw Jiuhouer walking into the room with a large tray in his hand, Xiang Youbao stood up from the chair and gave a wink to Master Na Jiu who was frowning and silently: "Uncle Master, I have been working outside for a day, and I really haven't eaten a few bites seriously. I'm so hungry that I'm so hungry that I'm on my back, why don't we have a midnight snack first? Master Han, if you don't dislike the rough crops in my Huozhengmen, you can barely deal with it?"

He looked at Master Na Jiu with his eyes and nodded slightly. Han Liangpin did not make much politeness and bowed to Master Na Jiu: "Master Na Jiu, then I don't care about so many scene rules, I'm disturbing you!"

Seeing Xiang Youbao holding the noodles in both hands and handing them to the elders one by one, Han Liangpin took the noodles handed over by Xiang Youbao with both hands, and swung the chopsticks to swallow them voraciously. In just a moment, Han Liangpin swept the big bowl of noodles like a wind and clouds, and even the little soup at the bottom of the bowl was poured into his stomach.

Yan Xu, who was sitting at the door of the discussion room, looked coldly as Han Liangpin swept the bowl of noodles, but said slowly: "Master Han. Do you know how many people in this Sijiu City have to hate him when they hear Ah Pang's name?"

Turning his head to look at Yan Xu sitting at the door of the conference room, and looking at the She brothers who always fight without saying a word, Han Liangpin nodded neatly: "Master, he eats this blood-licking rice with a knife. He eats delicious food and drinks spicy food when he succeeds, and loses his life. Those who face my master, no matter how they like me, my master will let them do it. My master was not afraid of them back then, but now who says that my master is no longer walking on the rivers and lakes? But still not afraid!"

With his eyes raised, Yan Xu said, "Then Mr. Han should know. At that time, there were several wealthy and huge merchants in Sijiu City, all of whom had secretly hanged dark red for Mr. Abang? Although it was later rumored that Mr. Abang had died, those wealthy and huge merchants did not believe it at all, and the dark red number on Mr. Abang was still hanged. This old saying goes well, father pays off his debts and sons - Mr. Han, you are not afraid..."

He was chattering casually, but Yan Xu's eyes were always scanning the noodle bowl that Han Liangpin had just placed on the coffee table beside him, and his withered and charred face also had a somewhat obvious and weird expression.

Following Yan Xu's gaze, he looked at the noodle bowl on the coffee table he had just put on. Han Liangpin smiled calmly and said, "It's been midnight. There's a bowl of food in the middle of the night. It really makes people feel warm and at ease! I said to Master Yan, there are some rules in sneaking in. I have heard my master say a few words. I remember the rivers and lakes that don't carry doors and windows when entering the Kiln, and don't touch the water. But today... I really came to the door and asked for it, and there was no other thing to deceive you from the Fire Master! If this matter is not done, then I, Han Liangpin, can only sacrifice my life to repay my master's raising grace! I will die. Whether to put this life outside or here is not bad!"

He quickly finished his bowl of noodles, but Xiang Youbao continued the conversation at this time: "Master Han, don't blame Master Yan for temptation and thinking about you. If you think about it in your heart, you will still be competing with me on the bullfighting scene at noon, but you will come to ask for help at night. Don't you also be more careful?"

A trace of fierceness suddenly flashed across his face, and Han Liangpin almost jumped up from the chair, but in just a moment, Han Liangpin seemed to remember something, and the tense muscles on his body suddenly relaxed.

He raised his hand and hugged Master Na Jiu and Xiang Youbao. Han Liangpin's voice was obviously bitter: "Mr. Na Jiu, Master, I always say that my son will not talk about his father's life. Moreover, I was raised by my master. Originally, I shouldn't have said that my master is a gossip! But... My master has always been a one-legged person, and I have never bowed my head to ask for anyone in this life. I don't even know what it is to ask for someone! To be afraid of offending you, if it weren't for the only Huozhengmen in Sijiu City that could help me find my master, I... the difficulty of asking for someone now!"

Looking at Han Liangpin's unbearable look, Master Na Jiu really couldn't bear it, but he kept signaling to Xiang Youbao, but he couldn't say a word.

Looking at the winks of Master Na Jiu at him, Xiang Youbao pondered for a moment, and then he clenched his fists and frowned. Han Liangpin said, "Master Han, since you can look down on my Huozhengmen's method of training things, then... I will be the leader for my uncle and agree! But Master Han, you just said that every seven days, you can receive a note written by Master A Pang from the chrysanthemum club to report safety. How did you know that the note was sent by a pigeon?"

As soon as Xiang Youbao agreed to his plea, Han Liangpin suddenly felt enlightened: "Since my master fell into the hands of those guys in the Jushu Society, I have been paying attention to the movements of the Jushu Society openly and secretly! Every time I returned to the agreed days, the notes I got from the guys in the Jushu Society were all rolled into small paper rolls, which seemed to be sent from the small bamboo tube stuffed on the pigeon's legs. A few times I stared outside the Jushu Society and saw pigeons flying into the Jushu Society. In a blink of an eye, I saw the Jushu Society take out the note from the pigeon shed in their backyard!"

He nodded slightly, Xiang Youbao asked again, "Since you can get the note to Mr. Han to report safety by following the agreed date, what is wrong with the note on this time that you are so anxious that you are so anxious. You have to follow the place where the pigeon fell to find Mr. A Pang?"

After reaching out to take out a few notes from his arms, Han Liangpin stood up and handed the notes to Xiang Youbao with both hands: "Suang Ye, look, every time my master tells me about his safety, there are secret notes on the words written on it, and there are also some details in the places where the secret notes are kept. But this time the secret notes are exactly the same as last time, and even the words on the note are word-of-mouth. This must be something wrong with my master!"

After taking a few notes handed over by Han Liangpin, Xiang Youbao carefully looked at the handwriting on the notes under the lamp. But after reading for a long time, Xiang Youbao could not see any clues from the notes.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Liangpin pointed his hand at the notes held by Xiang Youbao: "Suang Ye, look, the words on this note are three-broken horizontally, and four-broken vertically. Every time the place where the secret is left is the position where the pen counts in the next time..."

Standing up from the chair at the door of the discussion room, Yan Xu twisted the rat whiskers on his chin, stretched his neck to look at the notes that Xiang Youbao held in his hand. He whispered in a low voice: "It is rare to make this secret record in the Jianghu Road. But those Shanxi Merchants Bank account rooms that went out to issue bills seem to often use this method to make secret records on silver bills. If there were no secret records in the Shanxi Merchants Bank account rooms, no one could imagine imitating the secret records on silver bills! I said, Mr. Han, is Mr. Abang's skill really the only one in the Jianghu Road?"

Looking at Yan Xu with a look of inquiry, Han Liangpin responded very simply: "Your Madam Yan is a good experience! My master did serve as an accountant in the Shanxi Shang Piao account in his early years. He didn't think about relying on his skill to eat the blood-licking food from the knife. But... he misbelieves someone and asked a wealthy family in Sijiu City to stumbling. It was not counted that he lost all his shares in the Shanxi Shang Piao account. The person who came to the door to ask for debts forced my master's wife to hold his junior brother and drink salt! My master got the letter from outside, and was just in anger..."

After thinking for a moment, Yan Xu suddenly realized: "It's the Wugulun Wu Ye who is doing fur business in Sijiu City? Ah Pang sat down so many business outside his mouth. He hated the most for this opening business. It turns out that the root of the business is here, which is reasonable!"

Nodded slightly, Han Liangpin clasped his fists at Xiang Youbao, who was carefully looking at the notes of the note, and said, "Prince, if you save my master, you naturally don't have to take action in the Huozhengmen. As long as you can find a way to find the place where the pigeons are sent to the chrysanthemum club, I only have a score for the next thing! I just want you...even if it's more than one day, my master will have to suffer one more day..."

Putting the notes in his hand gently on the table beside him, Xiang Youbao stood up and bowed to Han Liangpin, who had a begging look on his face: "Mr. Han, don't worry, it will take several days. I can only promise you to handle it as soon as possible. In addition, the bullfighting scene seven days later..."

Before Xiang Youbao finished speaking, Han Liangpin said first: "Don't worry, Master Xiang, I will follow your hello arrangements! As long as I can rescue my master within these seven days, should I kill the bullfighting with one knife, or let you win a bright and bright scene, I will only listen to you! But if I can't find a place where my master stays within seven days... Master Xiang, when my master is still in the hands of the chrysanthemum club, I will have difficulties..."

Nodded heavily, Xiang Youbao responded without hesitation: "Mr. Han, don't worry, I understand the principle of taking a rat and being afraid of it, and I will definitely not make you embarrassed because of this! Now that the people in the chrysanthemum club still have to stare at you, and you have to hurry back to where you are.... Before we understand this, we can't always meet in the middle of the night, we have to make an appointment for a place to send messages to each other..."

"There is a street selling bean juice in Sijiu City. It uses a copper pot to cook bean juice. Do you know, Xiangye?"

“…Don’t those who sell soy sauce on the street use copper pots?”

"This guy is different. His copper pot with bean sauce is covered with hairpin and purple copper ears. This guy used to be my master's eyeliner in the 49th city..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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