jdhmnovel Chapter 188: Night Visit to the Gambling House
Chapter 188: Night Visit to the Gambling House
Ah He deserves all the best things, so what is he, Feng Jiuqing?
"Thank you, sir, but Ah He does not deserve the gift without merit, so please take it back."
Could it be that Ah He doesn't like it? Lu Jue looked at the man in front of him with his eyes downcast, not even glancing at the rare treasures he brought, and felt puzzled.
Yes, it was his fault, he didn't even ask Ah He what he liked, he just brought the things. Although he thought these things were good, Ah He might not like them, he was impulsive after all.
"Ah He, don't you like these? Ah He, please tell me what you like and I will buy it for you."
Feng Jiuqing raised his eyes to glance at Lu Jueyi and whispered, "Don't bother spending money, Young Master. Ah He lives very well in the Prime Minister's Mansion and doesn't need to buy anything else."
Lu Jue looked at Feng Jiuqing with heartache. How could his little brother Ah He be so well-behaved? He didn't know how much suffering he had endured in the past to develop such a well-behaved character.
Fortunately, Feng Jiuqing didn't know what Lu Jue was thinking, otherwise he would have smiled grimly, "Be good?" If I wasn't playing Ah He now, I would have performed the trick of climbing up the roof and tearing down the tiles in a minute!
"Ah He, don't be so careful. This is your home. I haven't given you anything in the past twenty years. You've gone through so much trouble to get home. I just want to give you everything I didn't give you in the past."
Feng Jiuqing smiled shyly and said softly, "It's really not necessary. Ah He has received the eldest master's kindness, but Ah He cannot accept these."
Lu Jue sighed and said softly, "Since Ah He doesn't like it, forget it. If Ah He comes across something he likes one day, please let me know."
Feng Jiuqing nodded timidly and gave a well-behaved smile.
After Lu Jue left, Feng Jiuqing breathed a sigh of relief. Why was there so much trouble just to catch up on some sleep in the Prime Minister's Residence?
Huh——, finally no one disturbed his sleep. Feng Jiuqing lay down and slept in a daze until the evening.
Dark clouds obscured the bright moonlight, and the stars in the sky disappeared. Feng Jiuqing sat on the roof of the Prime Minister's Mansion, staring into Zi Tan's eyes.
"Xiao Zitan, why are you still here?"
Zi Tan smiled slightly, "Protecting the young master is Zi Tan's mission."
"Go back, sir. I want to go to the elegant gathering place. It's not appropriate for you to be here. Let the little fool come instead."
Zitan said aggrievedly: "Master, do you dislike Zitan? You always let Zitan go."
"No, no, absolutely not! How could a young master not like rosewood? Be good, those places are not suitable for you. Next time, if there is a young master who is suitable for you, I will definitely take you there."
Feng Jiuqing looked at Zitan with a serious face. Zitan raised his eyes and asked uncertainly: "Really? Master, you didn't lie to me?"
Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows and asked, "When has the young master ever lied to you?"
"it is good."
Looking at Zitan's leaving back, Feng Jiuqing quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Children are still easy to fool.
In fact, the place he was going to was not a brothel, but a gambling house. Although it would not be eye-catching, it was too dangerous. Zitan was still young, so he should not be exposed to such things. Moreover, Feng Jiuqing did not know whether the gambling house was legitimate or not. If there was such a thing in it, how would he explain it to Zitan?
Soon the little fool appeared in front of Feng Jiuqing, holding the sword and staring at Feng Jiuqing blankly, "Looking for me, what's the matter?"
Feng Jiuqing nodded and chuckled, "I'll take you to see the world, but it might be dangerous. If you can't win, just run away, okay?"
"why?"
The little fool tilted his head and looked at Feng Jiuqing, so cute that Feng Jiuqing pinched his face. The little fool took two steps back and looked at Feng Jiuqing with a little disbelief.
"Ahem." Feng Jiuqing cleared his throat and said, "Are you waiting to be beaten if you don't run? Of course it would be more appropriate to go back and get some help to beat them up."
The little fool didn't quite understand what Feng Jiuqing meant, but it was right to listen to him, "Okay."
The two men went to the gambling house one after the other. Before they even got close to the gambling house owner's room, they sensed a few auras that were clearly not to be trifled with. The two men looked at each other and attacked at the same time. Before those people could react, they were knocked unconscious by the two men.
Feng Jiuqing opened the door carefully and went in, but it was empty inside, without a single person in sight.
The defense is so tight, but there is no one inside. It seems that there is a secret passage. Feng Jiuqing smiled slightly and looked at the layout of the room. He touched a bulge on a hanging painting. After pressing it gently, the bookcase slowly moved away, revealing a door.
Feng Jiuqing glanced at the little fool and whispered, "You stay here. If I am not back in an hour, go find Canglang and bring people to destroy this gambling house. Do you understand?"
"It's dangerous inside. I'll go." The little fool was obviously dissatisfied with Feng Jiuqing's arrangement and protested.
Feng Jiuqing patted the little fool's head and said, "Why are you going? Do you have to go after you have married your wife and given birth to a child?"
"Just stay here and let the adults do their own things, okay?"
The little fool rubbed his head, with a bit of grievance on his face, "Okay, come back early."
"understood."
Feng Jiuqing walked into the room, waved to the little fool with his back, and the wardrobe slowly closed. Fortunately, there was a light inside, so although it was dim, he could still see the way clearly.
Feng Jiuqing had no idea how many traps and hidden arrows he had dodged along the way. Fortunately, he didn't let the little fool in. Otherwise, even if he had good martial arts skills, he would probably have been injured by the traps.
But the arrangement of this mechanism seems familiar. It seems that it was designed by the same person as the mechanism in Xitai Tower?
Feng Jiuqing stopped in the dark, and the voices from afar came to his ears intermittently: Qianqiu, soup, assassination...
They were indeed planning to cause trouble during the Qianqiu Festival, but it was a pity that he couldn't hear clearly from here. However, he couldn't get too close. After all, there were several people guarding the front, and judging from their aura, these people were definitely skilled.
Although it might not take him much effort, their fight would definitely be enough for the people inside to notice anything unusual, and then they would be alerted.
"On the Qianqiu Festival, you send someone to disguise as a palace servant and assassinate Mo Ling when he gets close to him. Do you understand?"
"Yes!"
Why did the two of them suddenly speak louder, as if they were speaking to him? Feng Jiuqing narrowed his eyes. He was definitely not discovered by the guards at the door, otherwise he would not be able to stay here so safely.
But if they hadn't noticed him, why did they suddenly become so loud? The man who gave the order used a false voice, a hoarse and unpleasant voice, which was definitely not his real voice.
The man's voice continued to come, describing the assassination process they arranged in great detail, which made Feng Jiuqing more suspicious. He was almost certain that these people had indeed discovered him, but he didn't know why they didn't arrest him directly. Did they want him to go back with false information to confuse Mo Ling?
But how did they know that he was Mo Ling's man? Couldn't he have been sent by someone else? Or had Mo Ling's men been here before and alarmed them, so they deliberately said this here?
Withdrew. This was obviously a deliberate play for him. But they played it wrong. He was not sent by Mo Ling. But in the end, they wanted to kill Mo Ling. He would still pass the news to Mo Ling. However, the version passed on was definitely not what they said.
Feng Jiuqing retreated to the dark side and saw Xiao Daigua and Jiazi fighting fiercely. Did Mo Ling really send someone here? Feng Jiuqing smiled slightly and captured Jiazi. Since he had sent someone to his doorstep, he didn't need to arrange for someone to deliver the letter.
"Go back and tell Mo Ling that the owner here wants to assassinate him during the Qianqiu Festival."