Chapter 70 (2/2)
Ning Que was holding a suests in the shop, while pleasantly sipping two sips of tea – and listening to the sounds of an argu that life was truly daood
What the bosses of the street shops didn’t knoas that for 47th Street to co boss of the Old Brush House and the able to earn plates and bowls full ofChao XiaoShu that rainy spring night of killing in all directions, this street would still be as deathly still as before Today in their eyes, the young boss of the Old Brush House was just e that couldn’t earn ood, and more silver was earned The people naturally easily becaive birth to so while well-fed and warood for four or five days, that fake antique shop boss had the intention to take a concubine Today this deed caused an intense arguht over thison your looks, you actually have the gall to want a concubine?”
“Why ah, then you’re not good enough If you want to force An court!”
“Empress Mother wouldn’t even care about thisQue that kid can even have a little maid, and you want to kicksoive you warm feet? There aren’t any even at the Ver Que becomes the Emperor!”
“He’s not even nadodo as the world has it, he can beco Que held onto a teapot pleasantly sipping tea, listening in a corner with great interest, while secretly praising that the people of ument they actually dared to mention the matter of the Imperial Throne Suddenly his expression becaument actually mentioned him, and he couldn’t help but to feel a bit annoyed
Just in thisSang was arily charged inside and shouted, “There isn’t a single day that goes by, that that couple actually used ument, and even absurdly dared to talk about politics of their own Court Are they treating me, an Imperial Guard as dead? Toet their whole family executed!”
These words weren’t false, he had a Secret Iinally for the duty of investigating the sentiments of the people of the Ehborhood within the city there was so about the Iher-ups – just that even though the Tang Dynasty’s laere harsh, the theories of governance for the people were extreuer Without eventhe Imperial Guards, even if the case was handed before His Majesty the Eh
Sang Sang on the contrary thought of her oorries these past few days, and knitting her thin eyebrows she asked, “Master, ere little you tolda spy would always lead to a miserable death Now you’re a Secret I Que put down the teapot, and shook his head saying, “Even though that’s a tablet that can’t see the light, but by itself it’s just an insignificant little role Who would suspect my identity? Further, if after today there really are troubles, then couldn’t I just escape?”
After a short pause, he looked at Sang Sang and softly explained, “I accepted this identity also for another reason In the future if I really have to go investigate those reat Secret Imperial Guard identity will always be a little inally a littlehis explanation she felt it was logical and thought no more of it, and said, “The umbrella cover, the blade sheath and the overcoat are done Master, when are you going to kill that second person?”
“How’s the blade? Does it need to be resharpened?” Ning Que asked
Sang Sang seriously replied, “Even if it was to kill a pig, there will definitely be a proble”
This dialogue between the pair ofswiftly –between them they would absolutely have no obstacles of communication, with especially calm and normal expressions on their faces If some outsider heard, they absolutely wouldn’t think that they were talking about the daht, and the bloody affair of going to kill people yet again
Just in this moment, at that end of 47th Street, there was a burst of loud talking voices, and there was a crowd flooding fro Que curiously walked to the shop door, and glanced over at that side, and the expression on his face slightly changed
He could only see a group of blue shi+rt, blue pants, and blue bootedprotective foredhis hands and talking to the bosses of the shops His face wrought with a gentle s, for the o about your business, if there are problems use subordinates as edbehind him cupped their hands in propriety
That blue-robed eda feords, and sees behind hi the street to this end
On this side of the street there was a shop selling calligraphy called the Old Brush House…………