A bowl of hot rice covered with a layer of steamed meat and a few slices of pickles, Zheng Sanhun carefully brought it to Hu Guiyang and winked at him.

Hu Guiyang just pretended that he didn't see it, "I'll give one to the lord of the lord first."

"Ah?" Zheng Sanhun was afraid of officials, especially the officers. He couldn't stand up in front of Hu Guiyang. He went to see an official of the Jinyiwei, who was a murderous official, just like he wanted to kill him.

"You don't go to please me now. When I'm caught, I won't have a chance. Maybe I have to go to the Jinyiwei with me to go to jail." Hu Guiyang said in a low voice.

Zheng Sanhun's face turned pale. He wanted to go, but his body couldn't move. Jiang Erpi was more courageous. He grabbed the bowl and walked out of the kitchen with a smile. He stopped at the door for a while, turned around and came back. The smile on his face had disappeared, and he whispered: "You just spend the time enjoying us, just a bowl of rice, not a delicious delicacy, how can you take it out?"

Hu Guiyang laughed, snatched the job, picked up the chopsticks and ate.

The laughter attracted others, and Liang Xiu stood outside the door and looked at the three people coldly.

"Are you hungry, Lord Zhenfu? There are still a lot of food here." Hu Guiyang asked.

Liang Xiu thought of a lot of sarcastic words, and was about to pick up a sentence and throw it over, a series of screams suddenly came from the backyard, "Hey, Yi Ren is indeed unwilling to surrender. As early as when the first Yi Ren appeared, Nansi had made an assertion that Yi Ren is difficult to tame and will become a future trouble. I hope that through this matter, the court can understand Yi Ren..."

Hu Guiyang put down the bowls and chopsticks and reminded: "It sounds like the subordinates of the sectarian slaughter are being beaten."

"Fifty-to-four, there will be no doubt that victory. Even if you lose several people, it is expected, but Yi Ren will have to be another charge." The screams became louder and louder. Liang Xiu was not in a hurry at all. He was thin and had to be the demeanor of a Confucian general who was planning. He raised his head slightly, as if he was calculating something, "within a stick of incense."

Hu Guiyang was originally sitting on a stool, but then stood up, slowly walked to his boss, and smiled and said, "Isn't the Lord Shufu... jealous of the alien?"

Liang Xiu's face darkened, and his demeanor disappeared completely, "Jealous? Joke, I am the polite Jinyiwei Nansi, and will I be jealous of a few weird people who hide in and out of danger?"

"That's right, but I've experienced the benefits of magical skills in Yunyang, so I'm afraid I haven't forgotten it?"

Liang Xiu is not a martial arts practitioner. He has been sick and weak since childhood. When he grew up, he was not strong. Only in less than a month in Yunyang, he felt strong vitality and controlled his body freely.

Time is short, and most of the time I stand near the elixir and meditate on elixir, but it is the most important and profound memory in Liang Xiu's heart.

Liang Xiu sneered, "Let me say that, Yi Ren resisted arrest, things have changed. Originally, I just needed to ask questions here, but now I want to take you back to Nansi for interrogation."

Returning to the Nansi means torture, and Hu Guiyang has to pay the price for talking too much. He did not learn from his lessons and spoke more and more incisively. "The East Factory is responsible for arresting Yiren. So far, it seems that I have never heard of them gaining anything. Liang Zhenfu is going to grab the merits from the West Factory and give it to the East Factory, right?"

"Rareless!" Every time Liang Xiu saw this subordinate, he would warn himself not to lose his composure, but he was often angered by a few words.

What made him most angry was that these words were all about the truth, and there might be people who saw through it, and only Hu Guiyang dared to say it in person.

The more inappropriate it was, the more natural Hu Guiyang's smile was, "Listen, the master of Nansi is back."

Liang Xiu heard a burst of noise and roar, so he said with certainty: "The Yiren has been arrested."

Liang Xiu turned around and looked at the door leading to the back. Hu Guiyang also leaned out, waited for a while, and said, "Do you want to make a bet?"

Liang Xiu didn't say anything, clenched his fists quietly. Even he himself felt that they were not lethal, and he couldn't help but miss the feeling of magical skills more and more.

Several lieutenants ran out in panic, "Sir, sir..."

"What's going on?" Liang Xiu finally felt something was wrong, but he was unwilling to believe it.

"The strange man is fierce and refuses..." Before the captain finished speaking, more people ran back. They had swords in their hands, but at this time most of them were empty-handed, looking terrified and uneasy, as if they had caught a ghost.

With a bang, the door collapsed halfway, and a voice shouted: "Where did the little fish come from? You can't send a few real masters to come? You can't even beat them."

Dozens of school captains and mentors gathered around the fugu, but their eyes turned to the gate, and they chose the escape route first.

Liang Xiu opened her mouth and didn't say anything for a long time.

More than ten people flew over from behind the door hall, screaming before they even landed.

After receiving the order, the monk had to carry his own people back, but fortunately he was only injured and no one died.

Hu Guiyang leaned into Liang Xiu's ear and whispered: "The East Factory must be eager to know the situation here."

Liang Xiu finally came to his senses, turned around and ran towards the gate. The subordinates asked the adults to take three or five steps, and then ran faster without hesitation.

The front yard turns empty in a blink of an eye.

Hu Guiyang returned to the kitchen, sat on the stool again, picked up the remaining half bowl of rice, "Add some meat and vegetables for me."

Zheng Sanhun immediately went to pick up steamed pork and pickles, and Jiang Erpi asked in a trembling voice: "Will Dongchang send more people?"

Hu Guiyang thought for a while, "It's hard to say."

"Hard to say?"

"Well, it depends on the East Factory. The result of the fight between the West Factory: The East Factory Shang Mingsheng, the officers and soldiers surrounded the house. No matter how powerful the Yiren is, they can't fight a large number of officers and soldiers. We will all be unlucky; the West Factory Wang Zhisheng——" Hu Guiyang picked up the bowl and smiled and said, "I will have extra meal tomorrow, and eat good wine and meat at will."

Jiang and Zheng seemed to be stationary, unable to move or speak.

"Prepare four more and I'll take them to the backyard."

Jiang Erpi cried with a sad face, "Brother Guiyang, we have never harmed you. Look at the fact that you have been intimidating us for many years of friendship."

"It's too late. Nansi poliest has seen you two. As long as I'm caught, you two will definitely not be able to escape."

The two of them whine at the same time, leaning against each other, and they were about to collapse on the ground.

"Haha, you two are more courageous when they cheated money, but they are as timid as a mouse at this time. They don't think about it. Are I the one who sits there and waits for death? Don't worry, this battle will probably win in Xichang."

"Then are 10 or 2?"

"You two lost nine out of ten bets, and they were still happy to send money. I have 80% chance of winning here, but you two are not satisfied. You are really... hurry up and serve the rice and the dishes."

The two finally regained some confidence and strength, hurried to get the bowl, and halfway through, Zheng Sanhun turned around and explained: "It's actually different."

“What’s the difference?”

"Nine out of ten bets will lose. The money is not life. There is always a chance to turn things around. Although you have 80% chance of winning, once you lose, you lose your life. This life will be over."

Hu Guiyang thought for a while and smiled, "You actually made me speechless. In short, I want to bet this. You don't want to bet, just leave the table. I will give you 100 taels of silver, but no matter the outcome, don't come to me again in the future."

The word "gambling" has magical magic for these two people. Zheng Sanhun gritted his teeth, "Second brother, what do you think? I'll listen to you."

Jiang Erpi also gritted his teeth, "Then let's bet big, remember? One time we really had no money, so we used one of your arms and one of my legs as bets..."

The two suddenly burst into laughter, as if it was a feat worth mentioning.

Hu Guiyang shook his head, served four bowls of vegetables himself, placed them on a large plate, and carried them to the backyard.

The front yard is small and more like an aisle. There is also an intermediate courtyard between it and the back yard. The Zhaozhaizheng Hall is here, and Zhao Ying's coffin has also been parked here.

Hu Guiyang is more accustomed to calling this place the front yard.

He delayed in the kitchen for a while, and the four aliens were already impatient. Xiao Shaxiong blocked the door of the backyard and said angrily: "Didn't you say you will ensure our safety?"

"Let's talk about it when you enter the house."

Xiao Shaxiong was still angry and stepped forward to pick up a bowl of rice, then put another bowl of vegetables on it, "Are you feeding a rabbit such a small bowl?"

The other three were in the main room, all of whom showed doubts.

Hu Guiyang distributed the food, held the tray and smiled: "Just treat it as a joke."

Even Zhao Aqi, who had always been standing on his senior brother's side, could not express his support this time, and shook his head and said, "This is no joke, those people are Jinyiwei."

"They are from the Nansi of Jinyiwei."

"You seem to be working in Nansi, right?" Zhao Aqi was not very sure.

"I am the captain of Guifang, Nansi, but I was seconded to the West Factory, so I am from the West Factory."

Among the four, Lin Hianran, who had been military officers, understood the difference, "No matter what, if the West Factory cannot protect the safety of Yiren, why should we stay in the city?"

"The court needs to confirm that you are really strange people."

"There is no need to treat us as prisoners, right?"

"I can't reveal some things, but I promise, someone will come and apologize soon."

It was not Hu Guiyang who kept the four people, nor was he talking about it, but the Golden Pill.

The pancake was circled around the owner, as if asking where the food was.

Luo said: "You can wait a little longer."

Lin Wanran was no longer aggressive, "The Yi people in Yunyang are rarely gathered together. We are the first batch. We can't just say that they can disperse, so wait a little longer."

Xiao Shaxiong turned his job, "not enough."

Hu Guiyang went to the kitchen to get more food and a portion of big cakes.

The other three didn't eat much, Xiao Shaxiong ate seven bowls in a row, patting his stomach, "Okay, if you eat too much, you won't be able to sleep well at night."

The "apology" came very quickly. At around the third update, Hu Guiyang was about to rest, and Wang Zhi and a team of followers came to the door in person.

The factory manager would not say the word "apology". As soon as he met, he asked: "Are the person still there?"

“Here, but…”

"If you make another contribution, keep them, I will leave a few people to guard the door, and no one will disturb you again in the future."

Wang Zhi was waiting to thank him, but Hu Guiyang smiled and said, "There are not enough janitors, I am not fully servants here, and the Yiren are not very satisfied."

"Have you sent a batch?"

"I'm too brave and I've driven it away."

"Tomorrow, another group of bold ones."

"I'll find it myself, the factory will pay."

"Hey, it's enough to be greedy, don't go too far."

"I have no wife in my twenties."

"Okay, I'll give you money, what else do you have?" Wang Zhi knew that Yi Ren was still there, and everything else was easy to talk about.

"I don't want to be idle, I am a housekeeper for Yiren, and I hope the factory will give me some work."

"It's rare, Hu Guiyang, but your responsibilities are very heavy now... Let's talk about it, which fat man do you want?" Wang Zhi thought Hu Guiyang wanted money again.

"Please allow me to investigate the deaths of Lou Prince Consort and Tong Feng."
Chapter completed!