Huang Ai, left.

Looking at his lost back, Wu Song felt unbearable.

He walked back to the yard with an empty plate and a basket and came to Gao Yu.

"What are you scaring him?"

"How could I scare him?"

"I said I didn't scare him, and even the deer pulled out."

Gao Yu stretched his waist and turned around and walked into the room.

After a while, he came out of the inner room, but he had an extra account book in his hand and placed it on the stone table.

"What's this?"

"You'll know if you look."

Wu Song looked at Gao Yu in confusion, picked up the account book and flipped through two pages, his face changed and showed a solemn expression.

"This is the account book found in Zhu Biao's mansion.

This book is just one of them. It records the transactions conducted by Qingxi Pavilion through Zhu Biao in private from May to November last year. Among them, 70% of the transactions were mainly military weapons. Look here, on May 22, Qingxi paid 150 gold coins and took 5,400 rubber paint in Gui'an County... Here, on July 16, Qingxi paid 7,200 gold coins, and took all the weapons and armor in Qingxi, totaling 1,200 pairs... And here, here... Second brother, can you see the mystery of this?"

"Qingxi, is it Qingxi Pavilion?"

"I'm afraid it's not Qingxi Pavilion, it's not far away."

"How did they ask for so many weapons? They didn't buy them in one place, they were scattered everywhere."

Gao Yu closed the account books and breathed a sigh of relief.

“I don’t know, but I think there is definitely a big problem here.

It is obvious that Zhu Biao sells weapons privately, and they all sell them to one person, or in other words, collects money through one person's hands and then delivers weapons. I can't figure out what circumstances are there to be so many weapons?"

"Does it mean..."

Wu Song's face looked a little ugly.

Gao Yu packed the account book and said in a deep voice: "I must inform Bianliang of this news as soon as possible."

"How to inform?"

Wu Song said: "Now the city of Hangzhou is under strict guards.

Even if you want to send it through the inn, you will be opened for inspection. Yesterday, I was in the inn in Yongkinmen, and I saw them carefully checking the letters they sent. Your thing is so eye-catching, you can see the clues just by looking through it."

"I know, so I want Huang Laosan to take these away."

"he?"

"Don't look at the third brother who is idle and has no ability on weekdays... This guy is very familiar with people in Hangzhou and is very wide. Almost all the guards at various city gates in Hangzhou know him, and most of the idle men in the city have a friendship with him.

It will be much easier to let him take the books away.

That's why I want him to leave Hangzhou. This is a place of failure."

Gao Yu said this and paused.

He lowered his voice again and said, "Also, I think something is going to happen in Hangzhou. If he and Xiaolu leave, it is said that I have not let Yan Qing down... Not to mention, I was definitely not scared him just now, but that he stayed there, which was really dangerous."

"Can't it..."

"Um!"

Wu Song is neither stupid nor stupid, so how can he not hear the meaning of Gao Yu's words?

He suddenly mentioned Yan Qing, and Yan Qing was related to Huang Ai, so Wu Song knew the mystery.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"I want to ask my second brother to kill someone for me."

"who?"

Gao Yu hesitated for a moment and leaned into Wu Song's ear and said, "Qingxi Pavilion, Miaoren, Miaoqing."

"good!"

Wu Song agreed without thinking.

This also surprised Gao Yu a little. He thought it would take some time to talk, but he didn't expect it to be so simple and easy.

"Why do you want to kill them if you don't ask me?"

Wu Song grinned and said, "Brother Jiu wants to kill them, there must be a reason to kill them, then they must be damned."

This is a kind of trust, a kind of unreserved trust.

Gao Yu felt very warm in his heart, and nodded and said, "Since that's the case, please ask my second brother... to be clean and clean, don't expose your identity."

"good!"

Gao Yu got up and walked into the house.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly heard Wu Song say behind him: "Brother Jiu, I know you have hidden a lot of things from me, but I also know that you are a good person. If you can recognize Senior Brother Zhishen, your character will definitely not be bad. I believe you.

However, you must be more careful.

Although I don’t know why those people can’t recognize you, I still have to be careful not to reveal my identity.”

Gao Yu had already crossed the threshold with one foot, but after hearing this, he stopped immediately.

He turned his head, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

I saw Wu Song looking at him and grinning.

Wu Song said nothing, and Gao Yu asked nothing.

But through the other party's eyes, they all understood each other's thoughts... There is no doubt that Wu Song guessed Gao Yu's identity.

That’s right, it’s the identity of “Yiqing Taoist Priest”.

Although I don’t know how Wu Song guessed it, it was enough to make Gao Yu alert.

Wu Song is not stupid, or he is actually very smart. Moreover, he and Gao Yu have been together for so long, and some clues can be seen from Gao Yu's daily behavior. Wu Song can see it, so there will definitely be others who can see it.

The reason why there is no flaw yet is more because the other party has contacted him less.

Once you have more contact...

You know, there are no masters in the Ming Cult.

Not to mention that it is better than Wu Song, but there should be quite a few who are comparable to Wu Song.

For example, the hater Qiu Rixin! His master once praised him during his lifetime, saying that he was extremely talented and not easy to do. What a master, even he praised Qiu Rixin's talent. Doesn't that mean that that person is really very powerful?

There is also the Holy Lord of Ming Cult Fang La, and the Seven Buddhas of Fang...

Even Tang Fengshi is not an ordinary person.

Gao Yu couldn't help but become alert in his heart. In the future, you must be more careful and cautious in doing things!

The chaos in Hangzhou was in chaos.

Many shops have closed and vendors have also closed their businesses.

But there are also some vendors who will come out as usual. For example, Ma Pozi who has laid a tile, sells blown candy in the tile as usual.

On this day, she set up a stall as usual.

But the tiles are much colder than usual.

The number of passers-by has decreased by at least 40% to 50%, and most of the artists in the world who usually play tricks in the sheds dare not show up.

Ma Pozi dared to come out because she was an old face in Hangzhou.

Ordinary people would not come to make things difficult for her, a lonely old woman who sells candy, and they would not value the little money she earns when buying candy.

But even so, Ma Pozi felt a little pressure.

Regardless of whether she is out of the stall or not, the tax will be collected in the tile. No penny will be less; there are few passers-by, so there are not many people who buy her candy. She is also a dumb-minded person, and the candy she sells every day is cooked on the same day. In this way, there will be a lot of waste... Day after day, Ma Pozi felt embarrassed.

She set up a stall, raised the fire, and started boiling candy.
Chapter completed!