C33 (1/2)

There were quite a few exchanges between Rui Xi and Mingxuan's merchants, but they were all doing business in the name of their families or individuals. The fact that a national symbol was hung on the ship implied that this was an exchange between countries.

To come without first submitting the documents would be to ignore the imperial power of the country and be disrespectful to it.

Hearing that Xiao Wen Feng's voice was off, Cui Fu immediately stopped crying and bowed with his hands folded in front, ”This subject does not have that intention …” But it's very likely that this is what Richie means...

Xiao Wen Feng snorted. ”Xing Yuan, Mo Sheng, have you prepared enough to welcome the Huns? Now, immediately send someone to greet the people of Rui Xi. I want to see what exactly they want to do!”

Similarly in the midst of the suffering was Night Guiding Pavilion's Mo Rufeng. That day, after Yi Han brought him back, he had the pavilion's people look for a doctor to connect his arm.

However, the chili oil on his body was burning painfully. He had to soak in cold water for a while before he could recover, so when he saw Yi Han again, he subconsciously shivered. He obediently memorized what Yi Han had said he would investigate, agreed on a time to reply, and sent Yi Han away before returning to normal.

It was very rare for the people from the Night Pavilion to see a tame expression on the face of the third in command. In the past, only when facing the first and second in command would Mo Rufeng display such an expression.

When Jian Ling returned to the Night Guiding Pavilion's stronghold in Liang Jing, he saw Mo Rufeng lying on a rattan chair with an expression of helplessness. The veins on his forehead couldn't help but bulge out as he went up and kicked Mo Rufeng off the chair.

”I asked you to supervise the businesses in Liang Jing City, not to let you play here!”

”Aiyo!” Mo Ru Feng was tossed to the ground and moaned. He finally got up after a long time and said with a bitter face, ”Big brother, can you be a little more gentle with this little brother?”

When Jane saw that his arm movements were not very quick, she frowned. ”You're hurt? Even though your martial arts aren't very good, the hidden weapons and poison that you are proficient in can at least guarantee that you will escape unscathed. How did you end up like this? ”

Mo Rufeng lowered his head and pointed at his fingers. How could he say such a shameful thing? ”Big brother, this is a long story.”

She treated her younger brother, especially this unreliable younger brother, Jane Huan Ling, who was always grumpy and did not speak a word when he was able to make a move.

Seeing the bashful look on Mo Rufeng's face, he threw another punch and kick at Mo Rufeng, causing him to lose his temper after a round of repairs. He then comfortably took over the rattan chair that Mo Rufeng was lying on earlier.

”If laozi asks, hurry up and say it!”

Brother, how can you treat me like this? I'm not your favorite good brother anymore! Mo Rufeng covered his butt and cried …

After listening to Mo Rufeng's words, Jian Huan Ling's eyes suddenly narrowed, ”Are you saying that the maids beside Eldest Miss Lu have taken control of you and even asked you to investigate the information regarding that guqin?”

Mo Rufeng nodded.

Jian Huan Ling stroked her chin. This at least indicated two problems. First, beside Miss Lu, even the maids were experts. Who knows, there might be someone stronger helping her from behind the scenes.

Second, Miss Lu and the Demon Lord had asked them to investigate the same thing. Could it be that they all had their eyes on the same thing?

As she listened to the creaking sounds coming from the rattan chair, Jane Hailin sighed with emotion over her concern over her pickled radish. His personal friendship with the Demon Lord was personal, and the contents of the transaction regarding the Night Guiding Pavilion could not be leaked out.

In any case, Miss Lu was the same as what he wanted to know. After the investigation, he could tell the other two what he knew. At most, he could tell the Demon Lord for a while, and then mention the matter of Miss Lu.