"Okay, Mr. Han, you will definitely make a lot of money." Da Mao immediately took the bag with a smile and walked briskly to the desk where the bets were placed. After a while, he took six tickets and placed them. , handed it to Han Changmu.
Suddenly, there seemed to be silence in the bustling building, and someone walked in at the door.
Da Mao glanced at the door, his face suddenly changed, and while he was handing over the tickets, he lowered his voice and said, "Sir, the banker of this gambling house is here today."
Han Changmu's expression remained unchanged and he didn't even look back. He only glanced at the banker quickly from the corner of his eye when he walked past him.
This person is not tall, with a smile on his honest face, and there is nothing special about his appearance. If you randomly pick out ten people from a sea of thousands of people, they all look like him, but they are actually a follower beside him. , aroused Han Changmu's interest.
Although the man was dressed in coarse cloth clothes that had been washed white, and his bun was tied up with dark coarse cloth without any decoration, his aura like green bamboo could not be concealed. Scholars have been compared to vulgar fans.
Han Changmu had a photographic memory, not to mention that he had a deep memory of this person. Even though he only took a quick glance, he recognized this person.
This person is Zhang Yan, a scholar from Dunhuang.
He was surprised to see Zhang Yan here. He still remembered Zhang Yan's neither humble nor arrogant appearance in the Wannian County Courthouse. He thought that such a person, even if he was poor, would not bother to step into such a dirty place.
But he happened to see Zhang Yan in this place who shouldn't have been there.
Han Changmu lowered his head and murmured in confusion: "Why is he here?"
Yao Yao asked in surprise: "Do you know him?"
Han Changmu nodded imperceptibly, and did not elaborate on the person's origin. He just looked at Da Mao and asked, "Do you know the origin of the person next to the banker?"
At this time, the banker had already taken Zhang Yan to the second floor, and the noise around him started again, covering up the voices of Han Changmu and others talking.
Da Mao shook his head, lowered his voice and said, "I'm not too sure. I just know that he came to Beijing to take the exam this year. As for why he followed the banker, I have never inquired about it."
Han Changmu looked at the stairs and whispered: "Go and check."
Da Mao responded by claiming that he was, and smiled without changing his expression: "Well done, Mr. Han. Mr. Han, please come this way. Please come this way."
He put on a welcoming and sending attitude, and sent Han Changmu and Han Changmu out of the mansion politely.
Han Changmu stood in the sunshine, looking at the deserted front yard. He asked Yao Yao in a low voice: "Go around to the back and have a look?"
Yao Yao responded with a low smile.
She knew that Han Changmu was not here to be a money-splitting boy.
The two retreated from the shabby alley, and went around the side road to the back wall of the mansion. There was a locked gate in the backyard. Looking up, they could see a three-story building hidden in the shade, with a painted eaves on one corner. Looming in the canopy of trees.
The two of them climbed up the wall silently and looked into the courtyard.
This small building was surrounded by the shade of trees, and there seemed to be guards with swords patrolling under the trees.
If you want to approach the small building from the outside, you cannot ignore the existence of these people.
Han Changmu pointed to the guards below and asked in a low voice: "I'll lure them away while you sneak into the second and third floors to investigate."
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Yao Yao was stunned for a moment and shook his head quickly: "It's better for Xiaguan to lure these people away. Xiaguan's lightness skills are good and he can lead them to run very far."
Han Changmu said with a faint smile: "Yes, Yao Canjun is good at making light of his body."
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment, he said the wrong thing again.
Can we still communicate happily? Can we not be so narrow-minded?
Seeing the helpless smile on Yao Yao's face, Han Changmu laughed softly and said, "Okay, go ahead."
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows, pulled out a towel to cover his face, then turned over from the wall and jumped into the yard.
She didn't deliberately conceal her figure or voice, and she alerted the patrolling guards as soon as she landed.
"Who is it?" Several guards shouted loudly, drew out their swords in unison, and rushed towards Yao Yao with a fierce look in their eyes.
Yao Yao sighed, looked in the right direction, gathered his breath, lightly passed several tree trunks, and ran to the back door.
As soon as she kicked the door open, footsteps approached behind her.
She didn't look back, but the moment she ran out, she threw out a long thread with her backhand and tied the guard closest to her tightly. Then she pulled him in front of her, knocked him unconscious with a palm, and ran in with him. Qu Lane.
The three guards behind him obviously did not expect this change. They looked at each other for a while, and one of them suddenly slapped his thigh: "Chase."
Before he finished speaking, the three of them rushed out in pursuit.
This incident happened so quickly that no one even thought of reporting for help, and no one in the building was alerted.
Han Changmu didn't dare to waste a moment. He tapped his toes on the wall, jumped up to the tree crown, and then climbed up the outer wall of the small building with a little help from the slender branches.
He climbed up nimbly, and with almost no effort, he reached a window on the second floor. He gently pushed open a crack in the window and looked inside.
The second floor is still a spacious hall, with tables arranged one after another. Although there are many fewer people than on the first floor, the gambling is no less than on the first floor. Everyone is gambling enthusiastically, and a few people are getting up. They got into an argument and were so noisy that their faces turned red and their necks became thick.
Han Changmu shook his head, walked around the window and continued to climb to the third floor.
There was a window on the third floor at the same location, but it was closed. He tried to push it, but it didn't open.
He looked up at the roof.
The roof is paved with green tiles, and only the front and rear sides have steep slopes. The two sides of the roof are flush with the gables and do not protrude. It is the most simple roof without any excess.
Such a roof will not be very high and will never be far from the room.
He thought for a moment and quickly climbed up with his hands. In just a few breaths, he jumped onto the roof. Then he lowered his body and uncovered a piece of green tile, revealing a hole.
A bright light leaked from the hole.
He was lucky. When he uncovered the green tiles and looked down, he saw the banker sitting at the bottom of the table. Zhang Yan was sitting behind a desk not far away, busy writing something.
The dealer's expression was particularly respectful, and seemed to imply fear.
He was stunned for a moment and looked up at the banker, but his sight was blocked by the blue tiles.
He carefully uncovered another piece of blue tile, more light leaked out, and his sight became wider.
With no obstruction in front of his eyes, he saw the person sitting at the top and was stunned.
that person
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It is extremely gorgeous, even more dazzling than the red gold peonies on the robe.
Han Changmu had only seen one such gorgeous man in his life, and that was Xie Liang, the young master who betrayed the Four Saints Sect.
He felt that today's visit to the gambling house was indeed a good deal, and the more than one hundred taels of silver spent was truly unyielding.
He lay down at the hole, calmed down, and listened.
The people in the room didn't notice at all that there was an eavesdropper on the roof, so they didn't suppress their voices deliberately, and they were somewhat unscrupulous.
Xie Liang still looked careless, holding a cup of tea and not drinking it. He just put it between his two fingers and slowly turned the cup, and asked casually: "What did they say?"
The banker replied respectfully: "Sir, one person has already agreed and will only take 20%."
"Where are the others?"
The banker looked troubled: "Other people seem to be following that man's lead. He is not short of money. I really can't find any flaws in him."
Xie Liang sneered and looked up at Zhang Yan who was not far away.
The dealer immediately understood and said loudly to Zhang Yan: "Mr. Zhang, please go back today. You can take those account books back and sort them out. Give them to me before the game ends."
Zhang Yanying claimed that, he quickly packed up several account books and went downstairs.
Xie Liang looked at the direction where Zhang Yan disappeared and asked calmly: "Is this person reliable?"
The dealer gave a stern smile: "He is from Dunhuang. Both his parents are dead and he has no relatives or friends. He only has one sister. If he is unreliable, he can be killed without any trouble."
Xie Liang grinned: "As long as you don't cause trouble."
Han Changmu was lying on the roof. When he heard this, his heart skipped a beat. It seemed that Zhang Yan knew nothing about the origins of these people. He came here just to make a living, otherwise they would not have killed anyone so easily.
Xie Liang closed his eyes and thought for a moment: "That man has a sweetheart in the church, his name is Afu. You can bring him out later."
The dealer immediately understood and nodded heavily: "Young master is very clever and has grasped the man's weakness. He is not afraid that he will not submit."
Hearing the name Afu, Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he remembered that Leng Linjiang seemed to be on good terms with this Afu.
His heart froze, and his eyes gradually darkened, becoming sinister and vicious. Could it be that it was Leng Linjiang that these people wanted to threaten.
He slowly clenched his fists and continued to listen.
Xie Liang smiled heartily, and the charming look on his eyebrows became more intense. He asked quietly: "Hasn't the man named Li found the right person yet?"
The dealer shook his head: "He's useless, he's going to die, and he hasn't found a scapegoat."
Xie Liangzhan breathed a sigh of relief: "It doesn't matter, I didn't expect such a tuberculosis ghost to be able to achieve anything. Don't we still have a few candidates? Let's make arrangements today."
The banker claimed it was true and replied respectfully: "Sir, we already have more than 80,000 taels of silver in Changsheng Cabinet. Do you want to give it away?"
Xie Liang nodded and said: "Send it away. I have arranged for someone in Jingyang County to receive the money."
This money was really a hot potato. Being able to give it away, the banker was sincerely relieved and his tone became lighter: "It's ridiculous that those people downstairs are still thinking about cashing in the money. Now that this money is in our hands, where can we get it?" Let them redeem it."
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