Yang Qiuchi thought to himself, Mr. Wang is very noble and arrogant, and Mr. Mi is very awe of him. It is the most suitable place to put it in such a beautiful golden house, accompanied by a brothel woman who is kind and kind.

If Mr. Wang, who was so coquettish, even gave his golden house to Mr. Wang to live in, this person must have a great background. Could it be that Ye Xixian, the one who was manipulated by the rest of Jianwen’s party? Even Emperor Jianwen himself?

Damn! If it was such a trigger, it would be out.

Yang Qiuchi stood up, frightened Luo Qianhu. Yang Qiuchi asked nervously: "Where is this golden house? Do you know?"

"I know, Mr. Mi took me there once to show off, so I'll take you there."

"Okay! If you catch this person, I will definitely say good things to you in front of the emperor!"

"Thank you, Mr. Yang! Thank you!"

Without waiting for Yang Qiuchi's order, Luo Qianhu immediately asked the four Jinyiwei to carry the recliner chair where the governor Quan was lying on his feet and lead the way to catch the squinting Mr. Wang.

Song Yuner heard this unexpected surprise and found that Yang Qiuchi was very happy. The Jinyiwei team gathered in the assault team and set off immediately. Song Yuner was wearing Jinyiwei's clothing, and following Yang Qiuchi, it was not eye-catching.

This golden house is indeed very hidden. In a deep alley in Wuchang City, outside is an ordinary courtyard house with residents around them, and they are close together. There is no way to encircle them, so they can only be captured by air strikes.

The Jinyiwei set up a ladder and let a Jinyiwei climb over the wall and opened the door from inside. The Jinyiwei was well-trained for this kind of arrest and quietly entered the yard. There was an ordinary courtyard inside, which was dark and lit.

Yang Qiuchi asked and looked at the governor Quan on the recliner that followed. The governor Quan pointed his finger at the opposite side and whispered: "Enter the living room lobby directly opposite, there is a small door behind you, just pass through it."

The Jinyiwei entered the lobby and bypassed the screen. Sure enough, they saw a door. They couldn't push it open, and they were tied up inside, and they couldn't find a place to flip in. A Jinyiwei took out a hacksaw from his arms, stuffed it in through the crack of the door, and quickly sawed it up.

With just one cup of tea, the door bolt was broken. I gently pushed open the small door and saw a small garden inside. A string of big red lanterns illuminated the pavilions and towers in the garden, and the small bridges and flowing water were very exquisite. It was really a unique world.

The two-story building in it is also carved and painted on the eaves, carved carefully, with a Jiangnan style, and there are several small bungalows next to it.

It was already the fourth day of the day, and there was no one in the garden. Before the Jinyiwei could give orders, he quickly surrounded the second-story small attic and several small bungalows.

Yang Qiuchi and Luo Qianhu came to the small attic, and Yang Qiuchi said, "Come on it and pull out everyone inside."

Since the small attic has been surrounded, I feel relieved that the master has caught a turtle in the jar, and the soldiers are divided into several groups. For a moment, the sound of kicking the door, asking questions, slapping the face, and the sound of things falling over. The small garden is suddenly full of chaos and chaos.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight girls wearing light red medicine-shattered clothes were pulled out of the attic and pulled to Yang Qiuchi. Under the illumination of the medicine lantern, their skin was as snow as snow. Although they were terrified, they could not hide the national beauty. Not to mention their talent and learning, this appearance alone was enough to attract a man's soul.

These girls originally thought it was a powerful thief, but thought that if it was a powerful thief, it would be better to be afraid of robbing the lust. If it was a disaster, it would be burned. They were all so scared that they were lost. After they were shocked, they knew that it was the Jinyiwei, and they didn't know what they had done, even the Jinyiwei had attracted them, and they were even more frightened.

Yang Qiuchi glanced at these girls. Before he could take his eyes back, he felt as if he was hit by something. He was shocked all over and his heart beat violently, feeling that he had missed something. When he looked back, his eyes fell on the girl in the middle and he was stunned.

I saw this girl, 28 years old, very petite, with a faint eyebrow swept, her watery single phoenix eyes flew up to her eyebrows, her pink face was blown to pieces, her teeth and red lips, a small dismount, a white and tender neck, narrow shoulders, delicate curves, thin waist and buttocks, and slender legs. It doesn't seem appropriate to describe it as a stunning beauty. If someone told Yang Qiuchi, there was a beauty that was more charming than her, he wouldn't believe it even if he beat her to death.

Yang Qiuchi sighed in his heart: After coming through time, he has never seen such a charming girl since he was a child.

The girl seemed to know how to make herself more charming. She twisted her waist and straightened her chest with a full and high profile. Yang Qiuchi suddenly turned red and her heart was surging.

At this time, the other Jinyiwei pulled out a few old mothers from several bungalows and reported to Yang Qiuchi that everyone had been arrested and no man was found.

Yang Qiuchi felt a chill in his heart. Did the news leak out? Did the old boy escape? He asked the girls in a deep voice: "Where is Mr. Wang with a squinting eye?"

There is no need for Yang Qiuchi 2 to intimidate. These brothel women have been detained by the world. How can they not regain the power of the Jinyiwei? They rushed to say: "Mr. Wang's second-century training hastily returned from outside, took some things and left."

Second update? That is, when he caught the corps officer who set fire, shot and killed the servant of Mi Junwai who incited to steal grain, and opened the warehouse to release grain. In this way, when this man saw the conspiracy to go bankrupt, he knew that something was wrong, and had already escaped.

"Where has he gone?" Yang Qiuchi asked.

Several girls looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Where does he live?" Several girls looked at the girl who made Yang Qiuchi dizzy just now: "In Hongling's room."

Yang Qiuchi seemed to have been punched in his heart. The little beauty named Hong Ling turned out to be someone else's cage, and her heart was filled with bitterness and regret.

It’s so strange for men. There is always a virgin plot that can’t be left behind. Since this girl is no longer a yellow flower, and she is even the person next to the person who is about to arrest him, Yang Qiuchi suddenly lost interest.

However, facing this gentle and well-behaved little girl, Yang Qiuchi's words couldn't help but slow down: "Winding, please take me to your room to see."

The winding itself saw Yang Qiuchi's appearance as a pig, and she wanted to eat it in one bite. But after hearing the girls' words, her expression suddenly changed, and she showed a look of regret and even a little contempt. How smart this woman was, she immediately understood the reason, lowered her head sadly, and agreed: "Yes, please follow me."

Yang Qiuchi's obedient words were soft and glutinous, which made people feel tender. He thought, this Mi Yuanwai was really fucking aware of the goods. Wherever he found this little vixen was so lifeless. Unfortunately, he was taken first by someone. What a pity, a good flower was inserted into the cow dung.

When Song Yuner saw Yang Qiuchi's absent-minded look, she snorted heavily in her nostrils and her little mouth pouted. But Yang Qiuchi seemed to have not heard it, and followed the red silk. Nangong Xiong and other Jinyiwei followed closely. Song Yuner stomped her feet, and the boss was unhappy to follow the little head in.

Hong Ling's boudoir is in the middle of the second floor. As soon as she enters the room, she smells a faint fragrance, neither sandalwood nor musk, making people feel like they are floating in the air.

The room was covered with soft red carpets, and the carved mandarin duck brocade quilts were scattered on the large bed. There was a big red lantern standing on the corner of the wall. The dressing table was filled with powder plates, cow horns and jade combs, and pearls and jade pendants.

There is a low table in the middle, with wine pots, wine books and a few dishes of exquisite side dishes for wine.

Yang Qiuchi walked over and squatted down, picked up a glass of wine on the table, then put it down, and then picked up a pair of very ivory chopsticks on the table and put it into his mouth. He chewed it with his eyes closed, and sighed, "It's really delicious, is it Hong Ling's skill?"

Hong Ling nodded: "Yes, my uncle is apologizing." He turned around and took out a pair of new Jieyi jade chopsticks from a small cabinet next to him, and handed them to Yang Qiuchi with both hands: "Uncle, you should use this pair, which is used by Hong Ling." At this point, his pretty face turned red like a pomegranate.

Yang Qiuchi said warmly, quickly put down his chopsticks, and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I'm too abrupt, sorry."

"If you want to be obedient, Hong Ling will make something new for you." Hong Ling was a little nervous, but her words were so soft that they were tired of it. Listening to her words, Yang Qiuchi felt that his heart was soaked in the absence of work.

Yang Qiuchi was about to speak when he suddenly heard a girl behind him coughing softly. The sound was very familiar. He knew it was Song Yuner. He suddenly felt a little angry. No, his pig buddy must have let him fall asleep. It's so embarrassing.

Turning back to look at Luo Qianhu and his group of Jinyiwei, he really looked at the little girl Hong Ling, with a slight look on her eyes and stripping her clothes naked. They are even more pig than themselves, but seeing such a beauty is not moved, then she is no longer a man.

Yang Qiuchi stood up, carefully looked at the furniture in the room, then walked to Hong Ling, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Wang hasn't left, where is he?"

Hong Ling's head was motionless, but her big watery eyes quickly glanced up and then fell back. A trace of fear flashed across her face, and then she lowered her head and shook it gently.

Yang Qiuchi's heart jumped suddenly and turned around and said, "Luo Qianhu, please take the Jinyiwei to search the other rooms in this small attic for me. I want to search this room myself!"

Luo Qianhu whispered: "Sir, I have searched every room!"
Chapter completed!