Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

In Dongcheng, the Wangjiang Restaurant was packed with diners and the sound of piano filled the air.

A tall young man in a blue-black martial arts robe walked through the attic corridor and into the No. 1 private room.

Before anyone even got close to the owner sitting by the French window, they heard his deep, clear voice.

"Master Yan has a refined taste, unlike me who spends all day hanging out in the stinky sweat camp."

He pushed aside the beaded curtain with two fingers, walked to the table by the window, sat down, and poured himself some tea.

"Good tea, worthy of being the best Wangjiang Tower in the capital. The young master really knows how to enjoy it."

"When it comes to enjoyment, how can I compare with Brother Guo?"

This Mr. Yan spoke and turned around. He had a handsome appearance, a kind of noble air with a slightly cold air, and his single name was "Qian".

"Although Brother Guo is in a sweaty camp during the day, he is surrounded by beauties at night. How happy he is."

Yan Qian waved his folding fan and said, "As for me, I can only sleep with the files as my pillow until dawn."

Guo Yuanqi laughed, "Master Yan is busy with matters of life and death, so don't make fun of me."

There was a commotion outside the window. Yan Qian looked down and saw the Jinyiwei hurriedly crossing the street and entering various shops.

"Get out of the way, everyone."

"The Imperial Guards have been ordered to inspect the shops."

"........."

He shifted his gaze to the cruise ship on the lake outside the street.

"The imperial court is cracking down on corruption this time. The higher-ups are serious about this. It's best not to make any moves for the time being. Have your men restrain themselves."

Guo Yuanqi frowned, put down his teacup, walked to the window and looked at the street.

"The Meizhou incident has wide-ranging implications. Before the case has even been concluded, a number of people have been imprisoned."

"I'm just confused. Even if a troublemaker wanted to file a complaint, he wouldn't be able to escape Meizhou. Even if he did, he wouldn't have a chance to speak out. How could someone higher up know about this, even with such strict regulations?"

Yan Qian said, "That troublemaker is no ordinary person. He is Xue Lanqi's personal bodyguard, Chu Yi."

"How could he, Chu Yi, evade the attacks of so many martial arts masters?" Guo Yuanqi said, "How come I didn't know he had this ability?"

Yan Qian glanced at him sideways, "It's definitely not possible for him to do it alone. They have someone to help them. That's how the accusation and the account book fell into Xiao Yan's hands."

"What? There's also an account book?" Guo Yuanqi's expression changed. "If it falls into Xiao Yan's hands, then..."

"Brother Guo, there's no need to panic," Yan Qian said.

"I've already sent people to check, and we're not listed. Also, the two people the Royal Guards captured alive earlier didn't say anything, so don't worry."

This reassurance made Guo Yuanqi breathe a sigh of relief, and he resumed his mischievous smile.

"Brother Yan is still very efficient."

"You said they had someone to help them. Xiao Yan is a very cunning man. Could it be that the Crown Prince had already noticed it?"

Yan Qian's brows slightly lowered.

"It's hard to say. I've inquired about the contact, but he's just a small-time character that Xiao Yan brought back when he returned to Beijing. He probably doesn't know about this matter. But he happened to run into Chu Yi, which is too much of a coincidence, but..."

He folded up his folding fan and tapped it in his hand.

"This person comes in and out of Xiao Yan's residence every day. Anyone who has a close relationship with him must be no ordinary person."

Guo Yuanqi looked at the two egrets flying above the cruise ship and smiled coldly.

"Brother Yan, don't worry. Leave this matter to me. No matter how high that little thing flies, I will shoot it down."

The Jinyiwei also conducted house-to-house checks on the streets, and many brothels and gambling houses were closed down, causing panic among the people.

Lang Si wiped the sweat from his face, stood on the street and drank water, and saw Xiao Yan and Yang Zhounan sitting in the tea shop from a distance.

He casually threw the leather water bag to his subordinate and walked towards the tea shop.

"You two really know how to enjoy yourself by coming to the tea shop. I always drink water on the street."

Lang Si sat down and poured himself some cold tea.

Since receiving the order, he has been busy in the streets and alleys under the scorching sun. He is tired and thirsty after several hours.

The owner of the herbal tea had not even taken a few sips when the whole thing went into his stomach.

Yang Zhounan stared at the empty teapot and said, "You are a water buffalo. You drank such a big pot. Aren't you afraid that your excessive urine will affect your investigation?"

He asked the waiter for another pot. Lang Si pulled at his clothes to let out the heat and let out a light breath.

"When the boss asks for help, we run ourselves to pieces. We've been doing this job for a few hours and have only just finished drinking that pot of water."

Xiao Yan glanced at the people in the sun and asked, "Have you finished checking West Street?"

"It's early." Lang Si said.

"On Feiyan Street alone, there are over a dozen brothels, both open and hidden. It would take several days to investigate all the brothels and gambling dens in the capital."

"Besides, I'm not just doing this. Meng Kui will definitely give me some cases at this time. No matter which side I go to, if I don't complete the task, I will suffer the consequences."

"If you need help, just let me know." Xiao Yan said, "We're short on manpower, so we can lend you some soldiers. I'll let Hou Xuan know later."

Lang Si smiled with satisfaction, "Good brother, so righteous."

As he was talking, the waiter brought the cold tea. Yang Zhounan was about to take it when the buffalo next to him snatched it away first.

After finishing one pot, you want a second one?

He stared at the smiling face of the man pouring tea, and suddenly snatched the teapot back, "If you want to drink it, go and drink it yourself."

Lang Si realized it later, said "Hey" with a smile, and patted his arm.

"You're so dissatisfied with me just because I drink your tea. You have a stern face every day. Many girls are scared away by you. Be careful that you will be single in the future."

Yang Zhounan poured the tea and handed it to Xiao Yan with an expressionless face, saying, "You talk as if you have a wife."

"Hey, you..."

These words hit the nail on the head. Lang Si was speechless. He smiled crookedly and pointed at him while looking at Xiao Yan.

"You have to control your mouth."

"There's nothing we can do about this. He knew he had a bad mouth, but he still provoked him. He deserves it!" Xiao Yan said while drinking tea.

"But when are you going to accept your little junior sister? She keeps coming to the Northern Pacification Division to offer her support. Don't you think about it?"

"At your age, if you continue to be picky, you'll really become an old bachelor. Young girls are chasing you, so just be happy."

This time it was Yang Zhounan's turn to laugh.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Lang Siyi is very young. According to the laws of this dynasty, the marriage age is 14 for women and 16 for men.

For someone like Lang Si who is still single at the age of thirty, he is indeed old.

Based on his looks and abilities, he would have no trouble finding a woman to marry.

However, in the early years, the people he liked were looked down upon by others, and he looked down upon those who were liked by others.

Coupled with my busy work, it has been delayed until now.

The "little junior sister" that Xiao Yan mentioned was the one Lang Si met when they were studying martial arts in the same school before he took the martial arts exam.

Later, Lang Si took the martial arts examination and joined the Jinyiwei, while the junior sister went to the escort agency to work as a bodyguard.

At first, he didn't know that his junior sister was interested in him.

Later, the junior sister came to the capital from other places specially, and ran to the Northern Pacification Office every few days, either bringing food or clothes, making it known to everyone in the office.

The junior sister has a generous personality and is beautiful, but Lang Si always treats her as a younger sister.

Maybe because it was delayed for too long, he gradually felt that he was living on the edge of life and was not suitable for marriage. He was afraid of delaying others, so he did not respond.

"you……"

Lang Si was speechless, thinking that he could get some words of support from Xiao Yan to save his face.

I didn't expect that I would be stabbed a second time, and the topic was turned to me.

He looked at the two of them with expressions of watching the fun, and was so angry that he laughed for a long time.

"You two...don't ask that question. I'm on errand."

After watching the embarrassed man leave, Xiao Yan spoke.

"Now the net has been cast, and we just have to see if we can catch a fish."

Yang Zhounan said, "Guo Yuanqi is cunning. He must be cautious these days. I'm afraid the people we send out will return empty-handed."

"Just because he's cautious doesn't mean his people are also cautious." Xiao Yan said, "How clever can those recruited through selling official positions be? There's always a chance someone slips through the net."

He stroked the edge of the teacup with his fingertips in silence, and after a while, he drank the tea in one gulp.

"gone."

Yang Zhounan followed him in a daze, "Where... where are we going?"

"Down."

"Isn't there still an hour?"

He said he was on a mission but did not really return home. He rode his horse to the parade ground. When he approached the palace gate, he saw a group of people gathered in the street.

Xiao Yan reined in his horse, and Yang Zhounan stopped as well, looking over. "What are those people doing blocking the road?"

Xiao Yan dismounted and squeezed into the crowd. He saw a pool of blood every few steps on the ground. He pushed aside the crowd and looked sideways. The bloodstains were heading towards Yamen Street.