Along the way, Mu Ting was finally willing to glance sideways at Qin Xiangxiang.
"Experience the prosperity of the capital," he said. After saying that, he closed his mouth tightly, like a clam.
There was so much noise around them that no one noticed their conversation. Qin Xiangxiang lowered his voice: "I don't believe it."
"Since you don't believe it, why are you still asking?" Mu Ting said.
Qin Xiangxiang was so angry that he choked. She didn't tell him the truth, but she didn't lie to him either! Looking at his expression, he seemed to have some deep hatred for her...Wait a minute, he wasn't trying to settle an old score with her father, was he?
"I'm different from you," she added. This sentence is truly sincere.
"Why is it different? Aren't you a human being too?" Mu Ting spoke as if he had eaten gunpowder.
He didn't mention anything about Qin Xiangxiang and Nangong Wenyue, but he always mentioned Nangong Wenyue.
Qin Xiangxiang didn't bother to explain, so he bought a few green onions, went into a less crowded alley, and prepared to go back to the water tanker alley.
Mu Ting followed suit.
Qin Xiangxiang carried the heavy bamboo basket and walked a few steps. Suddenly he stretched out a hand and said, "Give it to me."
Qin Xiangxiang refused to give it to him: "No need, I can carry it."
There was no one in the alley, and the surrounding walls were high. Qin Xiangxiang suddenly stopped and asked him: "Did you push Mr. Huang from the Salt Solution Division to fall?"
She still has to thank those who deserve thanks.
Mu Ting was much taller than Qin Xiangxiang. He looked up and said, "Yes. But you don't need to thank me. I just don't like him."
This man is really awkward.
Qin Xiangxiang thought slightly and asked again: "Do you know about Fan Yanguan?"
This time Mu Ting finally lowered his head and met Qin Xiangxiang's eyes: "Ms. Qin, can we have a heart-to-heart talk?"
"What to talk about?"
"Let's talk about the chips in each other's hands."
Qin Xiangxiang looked at Mu Ting, and Mu Ting looked at her. Qin Xiangxiang suddenly laughed: "Mr. Mu, although I am Qin Yushi's daughter, I really don't know what's going on outside. If I had the bargaining chip, I wouldn't be reduced to being dismissed from the Salt Department's petty affairs. , exploiting one tax after another. Just yesterday, hey, I was caught and taken to Dali Temple."
"What if you did it on purpose?" Mu Ting's eyes suddenly became bright and aggressive.
Qin Xiangxiang was still smiling, and the mole on his lips became vivid: "Mr. Mu is really good at joking." But in his heart, he thought that the environment in the capital was different. After staying for a long time, people's minds would change. It will become more. Mu Langjun didn't know anything about the situation in the capital before, but now he was already talking to her about exchanging bargaining chips.
She had made sure that she didn't smell Mu Ting and others when she was doing certain things. It's impossible. Without following her, we can still deduce that this Mu Ting must be a different person.
Mu Ting was about to speak when two people followed him: "Jiangrang, don't block the way."
They looked like two strong young men, wearing short brown clothes and hats.
Wait, it didn’t rain or the sun came out that day. Why should I wear a hat? Just as Mu Ting was thinking about it, he saw the two men pull out daggers from behind their waists and stab Qin Xiangxiang without hesitation.
"Be careful!" Mu Ting shouted subconsciously, and at the same time he kicked one of the gangsters over. But Qin Xiangxiang's reaction was not that sensitive. When he was avoiding, his sleeve was pricked by the gangster with a dagger.
"Bastard!" Qin Xiangxiang was so angry that he raised the bamboo basket with all his strength and threw it at the gangster.
She was a step too late, and Mu Ting flew up with another kick. The gangster groaned, hit his head on the wall, and then slid to the ground.
The vegetables in the bamboo basket were scattered all over the floor.
Qin Xiangxiang picked up a carrot, used it as a weapon, and knocked the gangster controlled by Mu Ting on the head: "Who sent you here?"
The gangster glared at Qin Xiangxiang fiercely and said nothing.
"Quite brave." Qin Xiangxiang said, took out a purse from his sleeve, opened it, and took out a black pill, "Mu Langjun, please open his mouth."
Mu Ting wanted to refuse, but in the end he cooperated with Qin Xiangxiang, clamped hard with his big hands, and the gangster's mouth opened.
Qin Xiangxiang threw the pill into the gangster's mouth and clapped his hands: "Okay, you are poisoned now. If you want to get the antidote, you must listen to me..."
"Innocent." The gangster sneered, and when his mouth moved, dark red blood suddenly flowed out. Then his head tilted, as if he was dead.
Qin Xiangxiang: "..." Why is this different from what she imagined?
She looked at Mu Ting, who felt the gangster's pulse with his hand: "Dead. If I guessed correctly, this kind of person should be a raised dead soldier. Once the mission fails, he will bite the gun in his mouth. Poison, poison and death.”
As he spoke, he walked over to the unconscious gangster and leaned over to clamp the gangster's jaw. Suddenly, he saw the gangster suddenly opened his eyes and grinned at him.
not good! Mu Ting subconsciously avoided it, but it was too late.
A sharp dagger pierced a fat white radish.
After another breath, Mu Ting clenched his fist and knocked the gangster unconscious. But it was still too late, blood still flowed from the gangster's mouth.
Qin Xiangxiang stood aside and commented: "Mu Langjun, a soldier never tires of deceit." If she hadn't tactfully handed over a white radish, Mu Ting would have died long ago.
"But what to do with these two corpses?" Qin Xiangxiang was very worried.
Mu Ting straightened up, put his hand in his mouth, and whistled loudly.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Xiangxiang saw Zhu Sanlang and others who had been eating and drinking in the foot shop.
Zhu Sanlang also smiled at her: "How is Mrs. Qin?"
"Okay, not bad." Qin Xiangxiang smiled dryly.
Mu Ting ordered: "Let's find out what the background of these two people is."
Then he said to Qin Xiangxiang: "I will escort you back to the restaurant."
Qin Xiangxiang couldn't refuse.
Mu Ting finally picked up Qin Xiangxiang's bamboo basket, and the two walked in silence. After what he had just experienced, Qin Xiangxiang was a little frightened and immediately walked out of the remote alley and merged into the crowd.
Mu Ting stopped asking her about the chips, sent her back to the restaurant and left immediately.
Qin Xiangxiang entered the restaurant absentmindedly, and was greeted by Hongxiu, who took the bamboo basket and noticed with sharp eyes that the lady's sleeve had a hole. At first glance, the hole was made by a sharp weapon.
"Madam, what's going on?" Hongxiu didn't dare to speak loudly. The lady is not doing well lately, and the people in the restaurant are also uneasy.
"It's okay. I was caught by a sharp hook when I was shopping." Qin Xiangxiang didn't tell the truth to Hong Xiu.
"Is this the radish too... Hey, why is the color of this radish wrong?" Hongxiu picked up the radish that had just blocked Mu Ting's knife.
Really, the fat white radish actually glowed faintly with blue light.
This is the poison on the dagger... Qin Xiangxiang couldn't help but feel scared. But he still looked as if nothing had happened. He picked up the radish and threw it aside: "Maybe I didn't pay attention when I picked it and picked a bad one."
Hongxiu is so smart, of course he can tell what the lady is hiding. But... the eldest lady seems to have many secrets.
She smiled and said: "This radish is probably frozen. I saved it by having the vegetable farmer pull up the radish, dig a hole directly, and bury the radish on the spot for the winter."
Qin thought about it and laughed: "Sister Hongxiu actually knows about farming."
Uncle Hai said loudly outside: "Madam, Fan Lou's little boss is here!"
