His eyes were staring at Jiu Houer who was dressed as a beggar, and he was holding a few notes of different widths and sloppy handwriting in his hand. Xiang Youbao asked Jiu Houer in a calm voice: "But you have it all right? Is there any leak in this matter?!"

With dirty oil mud on his face and a tattered jacket like a lice nest, Jiuhouer held the large flower porcelain bowl with no edges in his hand and nodded seriously: "Nothing is wrong! According to the news sent from the Stars, I and a few little brothers walked back and forth in Moyan'er Hutong several times. All the things you could see on the street were recorded on these papers."

Looking down at the skewed handwriting on the paper, Xiang Youbao sighed and smiled with emotion: "It's really a blessing to your senior sister? If she hadn't seen Tian'er grabbing you naughty children to recognize words, I guess you would have been blind at this time?"

After sucking the frozen snot hard, Jiuhouer finished explaining the serious matter, and her face was gone. She smiled and said to Xiang Youbao: "Senior brother, I don't understand something here. I have to ask you, so I can have a better understanding of it?"

Looking at Jiuhouer with a smile on his face, Xiang Youbao couldn't help but raise his legs and kick Jiuhouer Xuxu, and cursed with a smile: "My Master Jiuhouer, what's the bad water in your heart? Ma Liu'er said, what's the matter?"

Pretending to break his fingers, Jiuhouer laughed and retreated outside the room to discuss the matter, and said, "Now I call you senior brother, and I call Sister Nalan Senior Sister. If you and Sister Nalan in the future... then should I call Sister Nalan Senior Sister? Or I have to call Sister Nalan Senior Sister..."

He was both angry and glared at Jiuhouer with amusedness. Xiang Youbao pointed at Jiuhouer and cried and shouted: "My Master Jiuhouer, I said you are thinking about something in your mind? Ma Liuer pulled down the lice nest on your body, and then asked your second uncle to come to discuss the matter..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xu had already stepped into the meeting room and smiled at Xiang Youbao and said, "This is worth it, Prime Minister, please tell me what to do? I'm here by myself!"

He hurriedly bowed to Yan Xu, and Xiang Youbao also smiled and said to Yan Xu, "Master Yan, you really mean Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there? Jiuhouer and his little brothers went to Moyaner Hutong for a morning, but they recorded all the movements they could watch on the street. Let's take a look at the movements they recorded first?"

Nodding to Xiang Youbao, Yan Xu first took out a small paper bag from his arms, raised his hand and threw the paper bag into Jiuhouer's arms: "Hold the medicine and melted water, wash you and your little brothers carefully, but don't be careless! In the cold weather, there will be lice on your body. If you have problems, it's not a joke!"

He hurriedly packed up the paper bag that Yan Xu threw into his arms, but Jiuhouer grinned at Yan Xu: "Don't worry, my senior brother Xiang has prepared this lice removal medicine for a long time. He is now in the kitchen and asked my sister-in-law Nalan to be simmered!"

He talked nonsense with jokes, but Jiuhouer was not slow at all. He quickly slipped out of the room for discussion, and even closed the door of the room for discussion.

The eyebrows were twisted into two bumps. Xiang Youbao gritted his teeth and shouted in disbelief: "There is really a seamless and seamless land under the world like an iron bucket? That is, in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun, didn't Sun Dasheng also find a hole that can breathe?"

Twisting the notes in his hand that remember the situation around Moyaner Hutong, Yan Xu whispered helplessly: "I'm afraid of thinking about everything, especially those who are afraid of being a group of experts! If you can choose a terrain like Moyaner Hutong and arrange such strict prevention measures, it seems that there must be good men from the army in the black prison. Maybe you have to bring those people who know the paths of the rivers and lakes to advise them. If you want to accomplish things in the black prison that these experts have figured out... Prime Minister, I'm going to say something bad here - don't do it well. If you don't understand the reasons for the Nanjia Baku, how many people will fall into it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the room of the meeting was gently knocked. With the crisp knocking sound, Nalan's voice also rang outside the room of the meeting: "Master Yan, you can cook the rice. I was afraid that the rolled noodles I ate for lunch today will not be difficult to get in. I would like to ask you to give the rice to you in the room. Or do you go to the kitchen and eat with the masters in the hall?"

With a smile on the frown Xiang Youbao, Yan Xu stepped behind the door of the conference room a few steps. He gently opened the door of the empty room and laughed at Nalan who was standing at the door, saying, "But if Miss Nalan is not allowed to flatter me so much, I will go to the kitchen to eat..."

He looked back intentionally or unintentionally at Xiang Youbao, who was still frowning and pondering. Yan Xu no longer greeted Xiang Youbao, and walked towards the second yard with his hands behind his back.

Waiting sideways, Yan Xu walked away slowly, Nalan looked up at Xiang Youbao, who was standing beside the table. She raised her legs and walked into the meeting room, shouting at Xiang Youbao with a little anger, "You can cook this rice, and I have to invite you to sit down and deliver the rice to your mouth, right? When I woke up early in the morning, I looked at you working around and out, and then I drank a few sips of porridge. I am not hungry yet?"

It seemed that he hadn't heard Nalan talk to him anymore. Xiang Youbao sucked his teeth and turned around the table again, muttering to himself: "I really don't believe it... Even if this is an iron walnut, it will have to be a slit......"

With a gentle stomp, Nalan couldn't help but walk to the table, pressing against Xiang Youbao's ears, and raising her voice, "There is no such a difficult thing. When you don't even eat, you keep thinking about it?! If you think the food I cook is not to your taste, I will go to the restaurant outside to ask you a table of Manhan's banquet to serve you?"

The corners of his eyes suddenly raised, and Xiang Youbao stared at Nalan, who was standing beside him, pretending to be angry: "Girl, what did you say just now? The Manchu and Han banquet?"

With his eyes widened, Nalan shouted at Xiang Youbao with some anger and said, "You really want to ask someone to go to the outside to call a table of Manchu and Han banquets for you?"

He hurriedly found a note with only a dozen words written from a stack of notes. Xiang Youbao quickly looked at the words on the note twice, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Nalan's arms standing beside him: "Girl, what do you want me to say... This time, I have everything!"

Xiang Youbao suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm. Nalan immediately struggled and turned red, and shouted in shame: "What are you doing?... Let go... Let go..."

At this critical moment, Jiuhouer, holding a large bowl of fried noodles in his hand, walked to the door of the conference room without looking at Xiang Youbao and Nalan in the conference room, shouting at the top of his voice: "Senior brother, you can cook the rice... You are holding my teacher's sister-in-law... What kind of kung fu stance are you practicing?"
Chapter completed!