The sky was getting brighter and there were more and more people traveling in Xiaoyao Cave.

Linghu Qingmo stood at the entrance of the alley with an oil paper umbrella, and sometimes turned to look deep in the alley, with a look of worry, fearing that something might happen to Xie Jinhuan inside, and fearing that Xie Jinhuan could not resist the temptation...

Bah bah bah bah...

Thinking of the eager eyes of the five or six men just now, Linghu Qingmo couldn't help but lift the coal balls up with a serious look:

"I asked you to find the thief, what the hell are you looking for? Are you planning to ask Xie Jinhuan to pick up the customers?"

"Guji?"

The coal balls are full of innocent eyes, and they probably mean it - otherwise?

Fortunately, there was not much waiting for this, Xie Jinhuan walked out of it and frowned.

Seeing this, Linghu Qingmo came to the front and looked suspiciously:

"You... are you finished?"

"Hmm...ah?"

Xie Jinhuan was stunned, raised his hand and pinched Mo Mo's curious little face:

"What's the end, how could I be so quick and fast~~~"

Thorny—

Linghu Qingmo was touched by his face and immediately grabbed his wrist and burst into lightning. However, when he thought of the bet of "Don't be angry", he quickly stopped and then regretted it!

Xie Jinhuan naturally didn't care about Mo Mo's domestic violence, and still held the umbrella above Mo Mo's head:

"This is the branch of the Blood Rain Tower, the news dealer, and you can take on some jobs to help the young master beat people. There is nothing special about it."

"Dare you dare to open the entrance of the Blood Rain Tower in the capital?"

"What's this? The Southern Xinjiang Wu Alliance has branches here, but it's just not easy to find. The Blood Rain Tower is more informative, so it might be useful to keep it first."

While Xie Jinhuan was speaking, he looked at the fur shop in the distance.

But I just asked someone to sell the stolen goods last night, and I guess I am busy now, so it is more appropriate to come and ask about Zuiguxiang again in the evening.

The two of them turned back to the inner city in this way. Halfway through, Linghu Qingmo suddenly found that there was noisy on the street. Many idle men gathered together and talked about the strange stories that happened last night:

"Have you heard it? Yesterday, the thief went to Eunuch Li's house..."

"Stat Saint? What did you steal?"

"Hey! Go to Eunuch Li's house to fight Qiufeng, that's called 'pleading for the people'. How can you say steal..."

"That's right, what did you ask?"

"You should ask what else is left! I heard that the whole house has only four walls and a roof, and even the maids and concubines are gone. Li Gongpu was so angry that he vomited three liters of blood and fainted on the spot..."

"pretty……"

...

Linghu Qingmo slowed down a little, listened with surprise:

"There is still this? Who has such great ability? Even the Li Gongpu family dares to rob it all..."

"Guji~"

Coal ball felt that he had some insight, but unfortunately he was held down before he turned around.

Xie Jinhuan looked as usual and chuckled:

"The Li family is not kind, probably because a knight dislikes him and makes a big fuss."

Linghu Qingmo was quite curious. After listening carefully, he hummed softly:

"Li Gongpu flatters his horse and is unkind. It deserves to be retribution for this, but this thief sounds quite awesome. Why don't you check it?"

"?"

How could Xie Jinhuan check on himself? He shook his head and said:

"This is a small case, but the demon gang is the first. You haven't slept all night, so go back first to keep your energy and accumulate strength. I'll go to Dongshi and come back later."

"oh……"

——

Not long after, the royal palace.

In the early morning, autumn rain scattered in the huge mansion, and countless maids in colorful clothes walked through the corridor, preparing for their master's food.

In the outer house, Liu Qingzhi and Yang Dabiao carried a large iron pot and placed it in the yard, and they were still talking to each other:

"Old Liu, what does the princess mean? Let's celebrate the pig when I enter Beijing? I think there is no pig raised in my house..."

"How can I know that the princess's orders will be done..."

...

In the corridor of the living courtyard, Butler Hou shook his fan and stood at the door of Xie Jinhuan's room, looking at the plaque of "The Gentleman and the Gentleman". His eyes were quite confused:

"Da Que'er, why is my plaque placed in Xie Xiaozi's house?"

"Guji?"

"Before I have time to send it? It's okay, I'll take it back by myself...hey?"

"Jijijijijiji..."

When I just returned home, I saw this shameless thing and wanted to steal something. I spread my wings and knocked on the "bird legs" and chased Butler Hou and ran around.

The house should be much purer.

Several little maids gathered together and whispered to each other about the gossip of "the original wife fighting the mistress", and the protagonists were naturally Miss Linghu and Doctor Lin.

Princess Changning was wearing a golden silk dress embroidered with wine gourds, sitting in front of the makeup mirror with sleepy eyes, asking the lively Duoduo to help dress up. Duoduo was still talking:

"Young Master Xie is worthy of being the strongest minister of Your Highness. After just a few days in the capital, the wind started to rush out. The day before yesterday, he helped His Highness win three thousand taels of silver at Jinlou. If we had known, we would have entered Beijing together and missed many big shows..."

Princess Changning looked at her face in the mirror, and it was actually quite a pity in her eyes:

"The Empress celebrated her birthday and prepared too many things, so she couldn't help it if she came too late. However, Xie Jinhuan's real skills were not even 30% of them. In the future, I will definitely have the opportunity to show my talents when I take her around."

"What other abilities does Mr. Xie have?"

“Ha~”

Princess Changning recalled the dance of Dasai and Dalang, and even the "Daqian Electronic Music", and missed the little enemy a little.

While the master and servant were chatting like this, they found a white shadow walking in.

Princess Changning said that Xie Jinhuan had come, and quickly turned her head and looked around. In a blink of an eye, she found that she was her best friend and suddenly lost interest:

"Why are you back alone? Where is Xie Jinhuan?"

Linghu Qingmo dared not say that he had not returned all night with Xie Jinhuan, and responded:

"I went to investigate the case last night. Xie Jinhuan was not with me. Uh... it seems like I'm going to accompany my confidante."

Princess Changning stood up and put on a big sleeved shirt, her eyes a little disgusted with the iron-clad disgust:

"Come with the man, are you actually busy investigating the case?"

Linghu Qingmo can't show off the things that kiss her face with her best friend, and frowned slightly:

"What about that?"

“…”

Princess Changning was too lazy to talk about this workaholic best friend and asked:

"You're also going to investigate Li Gongpu's case?"

Linghu Qingmo entered the house and lowered his sword, and was slightly stunned:

"Li Gongpu is really being cleaned up by the stolen saint?!"

Duoduo nodded with enthusiasm:

"It's true that the person I admire most in my life is this great hero who is the one who thieves the saint, except Mr. Xie.

"I heard that the Li family said that they only lost more than 200 taels of silver, but in fact the entire study and bedroom were emptied. Now Chilin Guard, the Imperial Heavenly Supervisory, and the county government are all watching jokes, and Li Gongpu still doesn't let the yamen investigate..."

Linghu Qingmo was indeed interested in this matter and came to help him trample his hair:

"Why didn't Li Gongpu let the yamen investigate after losing his stuff?"

Princess Changning snorted:

"Li Gongpu is not a good official. He showed off the list of lost items. I guess the emperor was shocked. How dare he ask someone to investigate with great fanfare?"

"Too……"

——

In the capital of Yanchang, the huge city was outlined by the autumn rain into a painted ink painting.

In the streets of the outer city, many pedestrians travel back and forth, holding umbrellas or wearing hats. From a high place, they look like lotus leaves floating on the long street.
To be continued...