In front of Zi Nu, what Liu Asi said was all for show.
Although Liangzhou City is small, there are still 20,000 people in the city. If you want to catch a few thieves among 20,000 people, no matter how efficient you are, it cannot be done in one night.
Song Sen of Baiqisi went crazy looking for the thief. Dozens of Baiqisi subordinates brought from Chang'an were treated like dogs.
Li Qinzai was not in a hurry when his three-eyed gun was snatched away, but Song Sen was extremely anxious.
He knows better than anyone else the importance of the three-eyed gun to the Tang Dynasty. Although the secret recipe of gunpowder will not be thoroughly studied in a short time, it is related to the country and the country. How can Song Sen dare to take risks? For the Tang Dynasty, the three-eyed gun is strategic. Weapons must not fall into the hands of the enemy.
In a small room in the backyard of the Governor's Mansion, Zi Nu kept pacing back and forth in the room.
She was very scared at the moment, and Li Qinzai's words kept echoing in her ears.
The three-eyed gun that she snatched was useless, her accomplice was also captured by Baiqisi, and everything was heading towards failure.
She had been lurking in Li Qinzai for so long, but in the end she didn't do anything well, which makes her feel frustrated just thinking about it.
What's even worse is that the captured accomplices have been imprisoned, Baiqisi is tortured on them, and they will confess her at any time.
Zi Nu felt that she couldn't wait any longer. It didn't matter whether the three-eyed gun worked or not. What mattered was self-protection. She didn't want to fall into the hands of the Tang Dynasty, let alone try the various torture instruments of the Tang Dynasty. It would be a painful experience.
After opening the door, Zi Nu walked to the backyard. She decided to escape from the Governor's Mansion first.
The stables in the front yard of the Governor's Mansion did not have a gate, which was used exclusively for purchasing swill. Song Sen hurriedly walked to the gate, and suddenly stopped, looking at the mottled door in surprise.
The gate was full of people, and everyone had a bright face, preventing anyone from exiting.
The front door is sealed, and the back door is even more important.
Song Sen felt desperate for a moment. He stood there and thought for a long time, gritting his teeth in relief.
All we can do is make a desperate move.
Back in his big house, Song Sen changed out of his gorgeous robe and deliberately opened the lapels, revealing his jade-white collarbones and looming breasts.
Facing the bronze mirror, Song Sen smiled at the mirror. Thousands of styles and charms were reflected in the mirror.
After adjusting his clothes, Song Sen came to Li Qinzai's room door, locked it and entered again.
Li Qinzai was sitting cross-legged at the low table reading a book. When he saw Song Sen retreating, Qu Qingyu smiled at you.
"I made porridge for you again? Or made new dishes?" Qu Qingyu asked irritably.
Song Sen lowered his head and said, "When this slave sees that his master is upset, he knows how to help his master. He is willing to dance to relieve his worries."
Li Qinzai's eyes flashed: "He dances a solo?"
"Yes. Master, would you like a reward?"
Li Qinzai smiled and said: "How can there be wine with the peerless dancing posture? Here comes the wine!"
A pot of grape wine was placed under the low table. Song Sen filled up the wine for me, and then took two steps forward. His water sleeves stretched out like willow leaves, and his charming eyes were like swallows skimming the water, passing over the lake. There are ripples in circles.
Yes, no matter who Song Sen is, he has indeed learned a lot about dancing.
Every movement you make is graceful, and any moment you freeze is like a pleasing painting.
But Qu Qingyu still saw something abnormal in your dancing posture. Today's solo dance by Song Sen should not have a blood-red setting sun in the background to reflect your desolation and loneliness at this moment.
The charm and style at this moment are just an ugly piece of clothing for you to hide the truth.
Li Qinzai sighed secretly.
I am determined whether I should kill you or let you live.
Li Qinzai is a typical common man, greedy for money and lust, and his sentiments and morals are absolutely insignificant. With a stunning man standing in front of me, I really can't bear to turn such stunning beauty into a masterpiece.
After a long time, the dance is over.
Qu Qing panted slightly and sat next to Li Qinzai. His charming eyes turned and he poured me another glass of wine.
"Master, how well do you dance?" Song Sen smiled brightly.
Li Qinzai smiled and said: "Okay, okay, just be honest!"
"Thank you for the compliment, Master." Song Sen said with a smile.
Li Qinzai blinked: "Is he having a drink with you? Men are drunk, but women have a chance..."
Qu Qing rolled his eyes at me with resentment and annoyance: "Master's wisecracks are always serious..."
As he spoke, Song Sen also poured himself a glass of wine, held the cup in both hands, and said solemnly: "I wish my master a long life and good fortune, and may you be rich and noble for generations to come."
After speaking, Song Sen raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.
Qu Qingyu also drank a glass with a smile.
Song Sen put down the wine cup and suddenly leaned on my shoulder as softly as a bone. Li Qinzai hugged me consciously, and a piece of warm and fragrant nephrite suddenly appeared in his hand. The open lapel, which was unintentionally and slightly opened, was filled with white flowers that attracted people's soul.
Qu Qing suddenly smiled, pinched me hard, and said: "It turns out that the owner is Liu Shanghui..."
Li Qinzai smiled and said: "My master is a fighter among women, and Chang'an City is well-known for it."
Song Sen put his hands around my neck and breathed into my ear: "So, what are you waiting for, Master?"
Li Qinzai stretched out his hand to wrap around your arms. Song Sen was startled and wanted to struggle, but Li Qinzai still nervously released your arms from under his neck.
Seven people lowered their heads at the same time. Outside Song Sen's hand, he held a silver hairpin with a faint cold light on its tip.
Just a moment later, the silver hairpin would have pierced Li Qinzai's neck.
Song Sen's charming face instantly turned pale and bloodless, and she looked at me blankly.
Li Qinzai smiled: "My dear man, he is a spy like that. He has nothing to do with the city government. What bastard sent you to do that job?"
Song Sen was shocked: "He, when did he..."
"When did you realize that he was a spy?" Qu Qingyu smiled and sighed, "Xiao Yue couldn't believe it the day he left the governor's mansion."
Qu Qing's expression changed. After a long time, he finally regained his composure and said, "How did he see it?"
"Perhaps women are all mean. What you ask for is the Bai Yueguang you have missed all your life. And for those who take the initiative to send you down, you will inevitably abandon them like worn out shoes. That is a woman's nature. When he is learning to be a spy, shouldn't he? Have you had any classes? You should."
Song Sen's face turned serious and he said: "So what? At this moment, there are only seven of you in the room, but you can still kill him."
Li Qinzai winked mischievously: "He guesses that you, the person who cherishes his life so much, why would you allow him to be alone in the same room with you when you know he is a spy?"
Song Sen's eyelids twitched, and he felt an auspicious premonition in his heart.
He subconsciously clenched the silver hairpin in his hand, but at the last moment, Song Sen was horrified to find that his hand had completely lost its strength, and you could not even hold the silver hairpin.
"He, he was drugged? Just outside this glass of wine?" Song Sen said desperately.
Li Qinzai sighed: "You are a beautiful lady, but you are so stupid...a woman, and an enemy, yet he dares to drink the wine offered to him. All the village girls you know have a better IQ than him."
