Qin Xiangxiang sighed faintly: "Yes, he is indeed not very generous. He just lent me this mask."
Song Wanzhou said: "As long as Mrs. Qin works with us, this glory and wealth will be at your fingertips."
He led Qin Xiangxiang into the deep and long alley.
Song Wanzhou walked in front, and Qin Xiangxiang followed silently.
Only the faint footsteps of the two were heard.
Song Wanzhou suddenly turned around, staring closely at Qin Xiangxiang. But seeing Qin Xiangxiang walking dejectedly, there was nothing unusual.
Seeing him turn around, Qin Xiangxiang looked at him in astonishment: "What happened to Prince Song?"
"It's nothing, I'm just waiting for you." Song Wanzhou said.
He was obviously afraid that she would attack him from behind, right? This suspicious man.
"You go ahead." He followed behind. Only then did Song Wanzhou remember that he should act in this way.
"Okay." Qin Xiangxiang slowly crossed Song Wanzhou.
"Go forward fifty steps and turn left." Song Wanzhou said.
Qin Xiangxiang walked silently.
After turning left, there is an inconspicuous corner door.
Song Wanzhou pushed the door open and motioned for Qin Xiangxiang to go in.
Qin Xiangxiang also went in obediently.
There was not even a light in the courtyard. Qin Xiangxiang stood quietly and listened to Song Wanzhou lock the door with a "click".
Song Wanzhou opened the fire folder and lit up a small fire, illuminating the small courtyard. There was obviously a lack of tidying up in the courtyard, and there were a lot of leftover leaves accumulated on the ground.
The yard is not big, just three small main rooms and east and west wing rooms.
Song Wanzhou opened the door of a main room, and a musty smell that had been unoccupied for a long time came out.
"Mrs. Qin, please." Song Wanzhou said.
Qin Xiangxiang refused to move: "Prince Song, the house has not been cleaned up for a long time. Can anyone live in it? I followed Nangong Wenyue and could only stay in a hotel. I took refuge in the Crown Prince Song and was reduced to such a state. It makes Nangong Wenyue laugh out loud."
Song Wanzhou glanced at her: "Madam Qin is waiting here peacefully."
He walked in and lit the oil lamp in the house, tidied up again, and then walked out and asked Qin Xiangxiang to come in.
The room was extremely shabby, with just a square table and two chairs.
Qin Xiangxiang sat down on one of the chairs with great disgust: "This makes me more and more suspicious of your strength. Can you defeat Nangong Wenyue?"
Song Wanzhou sat down opposite her and spoke unhurriedly: "The real owner behind Fan Lou is actually Nangong Wenyue. Ever since he left the Nangong family, he has been living in the East Pavilion of Fan Lou."
Qin Xiangxiang raised his eyebrows: "This news is not difficult to find out, right?"
Song Wanzhou was still unhurried: "Nangong Wenyue has always liked to use petty profits to win over unloved and unhappy young ladies like you and become his spies. Madam Qin is just one of his more capable ones. He is just a spy, if he achieves great things in the future, Mrs. Qin will be abandoned."
Qin Xiangxiang looked at him in surprise: "I didn't expect that Crown Prince Song knew so much inside information. But Nangong Wenyue knew nothing about Crown Prince Song's origins."
Song Wanzhou stared at her: "We don't need Mrs. Qin to come forward now. As long as-" He took out an account book from his arms, "Ms. Qin told us that Nangong Wenyue is hiding among the officials of the fifth rank and above in the capital. The spies in the house.”
Qin Xiangxiang looked at him quietly.
Song Wanzhou was not in a hurry and stretched out his hand to give another high-five.
"Slow down." Qin Xiangxiang said, "This is not fair."
"What's unfair?"
"I haven't seen Mother Xu and Brother Ji for a long time. How do I know if the hostage you are holding is still alive?"
Song Wanzhou nodded: "It makes sense." He said and tapped three times.
A man wearing a mask appeared at the door escorting Xu's mother. Mother Xu looked haggard, her clothes were wrinkled, and she held Ji Geer tightly in her arms.
"Madam." Mother Xu called Qin Xiangxiang, her voice not too weak.
"Mother Xu." Qin Xiangxiang stood up excitedly, "Are you okay? Did they torture you?"
"No." Mother Xu said sadly, "Madam, it's all the old slave's fault that has caused you trouble."
"Mother Xu, there is no need to feel guilty. Let me take a look at Ji Geer." Qin Xiangxiang stood up, and the man wearing the mask cautiously took Mother Xu and took a step back.
"Let her see." Song Wanzhou said.
Qin Xiangxiang walked out and looked at the infant Ji Geer with a frown. The little guy had just cried, there were still tears in his eyelashes, his cheeks were red, and he was staring at her with two black eyes.
Qin Xiangxiang smiled: "Brother Ji has suffered."
She turned around and asked Song Wanzhou: "Nangong Wenyue is not that easy to deal with. If things don't succeed for a year or two..."
"The two countries are at war, and it is common for a hostage to be detained in the enemy's country for more than ten years. Therefore, Mrs. Qin had better do her best to let Mother Xu and Brother Ji go home as soon as possible." Song Wanzhou said leisurely.
Ah. Qin Xiangxiang smiled again: "The power of Prince Song alone is enough to defeat a hundred of our spies."
"Okay, Madam Qin, there is no need to tell these facts. Now people have seen it. Madam Qin, please start."
The man wearing the mask immediately escorted Mrs. Xu and disappeared from the door.
Qin Xiangxiang didn't look at Xu's mother again, but sat on the chair: "Actually, I don't know much. After all, we don't train together. The one I'm most familiar with is Chen Guichun, Fan Lou's little boss. Song. Prince, please don't worry, this Chen Guichun was once my defeated general. If it weren't for my status, the kitchen worker in Fanlou would have been replaced long ago."
She rambled a lot, and Song Wanzhou frowned: "We have checked Chen Guichun a long time ago. He is just a cook obsessed with cooking. Nangong Wenyue has never sent him out on missions. She probably just wants to satisfy his appetite. It’s just his desire. Fortunately, he has the nerve to go around eating the people’s things under the guise of judgment, just to gain fame and reputation.”
Qin Xiangxiang looked at him in surprise: "Prince Song's evaluation is quite fair. But what I know, Crown Prince Song also knows. Now Nangong Wenyue should also know that I have turned to Crown Prince Song. He originally let me know Not much, he will definitely take precautions. Crown Prince Song is not spared. He is a heartless and unrighteous person, so he will not care about my wet nurse and my wet nurse's grandson."
Song Wanzhou smiled.
"There is no need for Mrs. Qin to slander her mentor like this." He said slowly, "If Mrs. Qin still wants to be clever, don't blame me for being rude."
Ji Geer's cry sounded again outside.
"I said." Qin Xiangxiang said immediately, "Ms. Fu, the concubine of Han Liang'an, the young minister of Dali Temple, Ma's wife from Majia Tavern, the shopkeeper of Fenglai Teahouse in the dock, the granddaughter of Wenchang Houfu Kang's manager, Zhou Wen's concubine Mrs. Lan, they are both spies at the same time as me."
Song Wanzhou stood up suddenly: "Han Liangan's concubine is also Nangong Wenyue's spy?"
Qin Xiangxiang looked at him: "The Crown Prince Song is very interesting. If I don't say it, the Crown Prince Song will force me to do it; after I tell it, the Crown Prince Song will doubt me."
Song Wanzhou looked at her in confusion, as if he wanted to see the flowers on Qin Xiangxiang's face.
Qin Xiangxiang said leisurely: "I heard that Han Shaoqing loves that concubine the most. He usually stays in her room and talks to her about everything..."
Song Wanzhou strode out and said loudly: "Gou Er, Gou Er!"
Qin Xiangxiang held his face with his hands, making his cheeks bulge.
Hey, she is really just a weak and helpless chess piece. The sisters she just mentioned are much more powerful than her.
For example, right now, there should be a good show going on.
