But tonight’s work is not over yet, and the more we do, the more we do, there will inevitably be omissions left, and we will have to make up for them tomorrow, so we have to hold on.

After thinking about it, he turned around and headed back to the music studio Yang Shenjin's villa.

Turning into the alley, I saw someone riding a horse with a lantern in front of me, but it was Jiao Nu.

Xue Bai didn't raise the fire, knowing that she couldn't see him. He pulled the reins and planned to avoid it, lest it be inconvenient for her to follow.

But then I thought that Li Linfu was very suspicious, and it would be inappropriate to stay away from surveillance for too long tonight.

He immediately rode up to meet him and said in a bad tone: "Where have you gone?!"

Jiaonu was driving on the road in a low mood. Suddenly someone came out of the darkness and scolded her. She was furious at first. When she raised the lantern, she saw that it was Xue Bai, but she forgot to get angry and said directly: "The chicken tongue plague is from my hand."

Robbed the criminal!"

"How dare you say that?" Xue Bai scolded: "I asked you to stop him. See how bad he has made things now?!"

Jiaonu was so angry that he could not speak.

"After painstaking investigation, it was ruined." Xue Bai said, "If the right prime minister blames it, all of them will die."

Jiaonu's face turned pale and he said anxiously: "We are not to blame for this matter. It was clearly Chicken Tongue Plague that stopped us and robbed the prisoners!"

Xue Bai ignored her and rushed to Yang Shenjin's villa with a cold face, asking Jin Wuwei: "Is General Guo here?"

"General Guo went to Daozhengfang, why is Xue Langjun back again?"

"I was originally going to see the Right Prime Minister, but when I walked to the street, I met Jifa Cao fighting with the thieves, so I had to turn back."

Jin Wuwei, who was guarding the gate, couldn't help but murmur in his heart, how could people like Chicken Tongue Wean be worthy of the word "fighting"?

"Is your uncle still here?"

Xue Bai asked again, received a positive answer, and strode towards the backyard.

Passing through many courtyards, two Youxiao guardsmen were squatting in the corridor chatting in front of them.

"It's so beautiful."

"You don't need to tell me that Yu Shi Zhongcheng's wife lives in such a big house."

"Wipe your saliva before talking to your grandpa."

"..."

Xue Bai stepped forward and asked, "Is your uncle here?"

"It's inconvenient to join the army, ah, no, the army is searching for evidence!"

Xue Bai frowned and heard a woman's moans coming from the side room.

Soon, the door of the house was pushed open with a creak, and Yang Zhao walked out while tying his jade belt, smiling proudly: "Why are you back again?"

Looking again, he saw Xue Bai's brows were furrowed, as if he didn't like him seeking happiness here, and he immediately became displeased and snorted coldly.

Xue Bai still didn't smile and said: "Uncle Guo, after all, he is the censor Zhongcheng. If you offend him so much, what if he turns his anger on you..."

"Haha, you are worried about me." Yang Zhao smiled happily and waved his hand disapprovingly, "Don't panic, the right prime minister has long disliked him. After so long, Yang Shen is as brave as a dog.

He came over. If he doesn’t come, you can get whatever you want in this house tonight.”

"As long as it doesn't affect my uncle's progress."

"After tonight, I will definitely make great progress!" Yang Zhao said confidently, "If you have nothing to do, please don't disturb me. I have a lot to take care of tomorrow."

"I just saw Jifa Cao fighting with people on the street..."

Although Yang Zhao asked Xue Bai why he came back, it was just a casual greeting.

He neither cared about Chicken Tongue Plague nor Xue Bai. He had no patience to listen to this and interrupted: "I'm really busy."

However, Xue Bai wanted to talk to him, and said: "There is another thing. There is a fire in the villa of the prince of Daozhengfang."

"Wang's family?" Yang Zhao was stunned and whispered: "I don't dare to copy his family. The saint and Youtang both rely on him, and he is the only one in the whole dynasty."

You have to think carefully to understand this sentence. Li Linfu is extremely jealous and easily prevents officials from competing for the royal family. If he is not jealous of Wang He, either Wang He is really good at making money and is his right-hand man who can't live without him; or he is a native of Wang He.

If the character is extremely poor, there is no possibility of being able to worship the Prime Minister; or, both.

Xue Bai said: "I suspect that the dead men in the East Palace are hiding..."

"Shut up." Yang Zhao said angrily, "Who can be offended and who cannot be offended. If you can't tell this, why bother? Just hang yourself."

"I am young and ill-informed, and I once mentioned this matter to the Prime Minister. How should I apologize to Wang Langzhong?"

"My brother is planning to give him a New Year's gift. What do you want to give him?"

Xue Bai couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Yang Zhao smiled.

"I've told you the money a long time ago, but you didn't listen. When it comes time to use the money, you can't come up with it. That's all, that's all. My brother will help you take care of your share."

"I owe my uncle a huge favor." Xue Bai thanked him and asked, "Does my uncle know the prince among the princes? I met him in Qingmen today. He was so angry."

"Well, of course."

Yang Zhao has a very strong will, and Xue Bai can make everyone busy tonight, but he is the only one who concentrates on searching for evidence and is not disturbed by external affairs. He only talked for a while and then turned and walked to the warehouse.

Xue Bai followed and continued chatting.

Fortunately, what we were talking about was the tricks played by the dandies in Chang'an. It was a topic that Yang Zhao was most familiar with, and he was willing to say a few more words.

From the relationship between Wang Zhun and Ji Xiang, we talked about where these people can go if they don’t return home under the curfew.

"Where else can we go? Eat, drink, whore and gamble!" Yang Zhao took it for granted. "Go to Qingmen to drink before the evening drum. After the curfew, turn down the alley and you will find the Golden Grotto. Together with Jia Chang, the chicken prodigy, we must gamble with Mei Ji.

It’s dawn!”

"Auspiciousness is also there?"

"Of course the son of chicken tongue plague has to send money."

When Yang Zhao mentioned auspiciousness, he stretched out his thumb, pointed it upside down at the ground, and laughed.
Chapter completed!