Due to the one-night stand, Guan Yao and Zhao Linjiang could have entered Beijing during the day, but they delayed until the afternoon.

The two of them were also ashamed and thrown at home, sleeping in the house until the sun was high. Fortunately, the head of the household didn't think too much about it, and didn't take the initiative to wake them up, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.

In extreme embarrassment, the two had a lunch before leaving for Beijing.

During the last part of the journey, Guan Yao kept his face dark and didn't want to pay any attention to Zhao Linjiang.

"Uncle Yao, don't be angry. I'm rushing, before dark..." Zhao Linjiang looked at the sky, and then changed his voice: "We must be entering Beijing around dark."

Guan Yao snorted, not intending to forgive the other party at all.

The journey has been delayed for too long, and I don't know what is going on with King Qi, and where Chu Ming is ready to go, and whether he will have time to hand over the military talisman to King Qi.

When the bright red lanterns were lit in Fu Jing Wai Guo, the two finally entered the city by stepping on the closed gate.

As soon as they entered the city, Guan Yao asked Zhao Linjiang to dispose of the carriage. After all, such an action was too ostentatious.

After disposing of the carriage, Guan Yao thought that Zhao Linjiang would not follow him anymore, but in front of the gate of Gebofang, the two ran into each other again.

"I said, why are you still following me?" Guan Yao pulled the other party to the corner, "You can do whatever you want, I have something to do, so I don't have time to make trouble with you."

Zhao Linjiang took out a folding fan pinned to his waist and handed it to the other party, "I'm not in your way, I'll just follow along and take a look."

"Is there anything to see, let's go, I'm in a hurry." Guan Yao threw off the folding fan, and found that it was the one she used often in the village.

"You think I don't know what you're thinking?" Guan Yao closed the folding fan and tapped the other party's head, "Stop counting on me."

Zhao Linjiang raised three fingers to promise: "I will really follow and do nothing."

"You, forget it." When Guan Yao was busy with business, he didn't have much time to waste words with the other party, so he bypassed the other party and went to the gate of Gebofang.

Zhao Linjiang followed in with a smile.

An older woman in a fancy dress saw Guan Yao and immediately came up to him with a smile on her face, "Oh, isn't this Mr. Guan! It's been a long time since I've been here! Hey, the young man behind is also here to invite you."

Guan Yao pretended not to know Zhao Linjiang, and politely said to the woman: "Sister Rong is doing well."

"It's okay, it's okay." Sister Rong cast an ambiguous wink at Guan Yao, and said with a pinch of oil, "There is a new boy with a pretty face, and someone who can play the five-stringed pipa, sir, would you like to listen to a song?"

Zhao Linjiang, who was following behind, coughed, his face turned extremely cold.

In the early years, Guan Yao never had any regular partner, let alone a regular partner in bed, so she has always had the habit of seeking pleasure in the flower building.

To put it mildly, it is to find a man who suits your appetite to chat, flirt, etc., and to be more vulgar, it is equivalent to going to a brothel to solve your needs.

The beginning of this history can be traced back to seven or eight years ago, that is, shortly after Xiao Qian's death, Guan Yao let go of himself and lived a romantic life.

"Next time." Guan Yao pretended to be regretful, and added an explanation: "I'm looking for Mr. Fang, is there anyone else?"

"He's here." Sister Rong immediately understood, "He's on the top floor, can I accompany you there with my old body?"

Guan Yao waved her fan, declined and said, "Don't bother you, I have something to rush to find him."

"That's good, that's good, you please."

Sister Rong greeted Zou Guanyao, then turned around and greeted Zhao Linjiang, "Young master..."

"I have an appointment, so I don't need to bother you." After Zhao Linjiang covered his sleeves and stuffed a bank note to the other party, he followed Guan Yao's footsteps in big strides.

"That's good, you have fun." Sister Rong waved while holding the silver ticket.

Guan Yao walked quickly to the top floor of Gebofang, passed the antique screen, and saw the man sitting in front of the railing at a glance—Wannianqiu.

"Hey, who is this?" Wan Nianqiu turned around, still holding a harp in his arms, "You still remember me when you are busy in Guanxi Tower."

Guan Yao slowed down, waved her fan and walked to sit down in front of the other party, "Don't make fun of me, I'm here today to talk about business."

"What business is it?" Wan Nianqiu lightly plucked a string with his slender index finger, "Can it be more important than our business?"

Guan Yao sighed helplessly, "Don't block me with this matter, I'm here because of King Qi."

"King Qi?" Wan Nianqiu put the harp in his hand aside and became alert, "Aren't you the emperor's uncle? Now that the emperor has fallen, you were pried away by King Qi?"

Guan Yao shook her head, "It's a long story anyway, I'm following Xiao Jingyun now."

"King Yi?" Wan Nianqiu seemed a little surprised, "What's going on?"

Guan Yao rationalized his words in his mind, and said briefly: "Xiao Jingyun is my righteous nephew, he must have left a message for you when he left Beijing and went north. I am here now for this purpose."

"You guys." Wan Nianqiu nodded and cleared his mind, "I didn't expect you to be the one who came to the meeting. Why did you come? What a critical moment!"

Guan Yao looked around, "Okay, don't waste your time talking, what's going on."

"Wang Du's manpower has been placed in almost every contact point in the city. It is not sure when they will do it. The situation of the Holy One has improved a little yesterday. It is estimated that Du Wang will not do it easily." Wan Nianqiu put away the pair just now. Rotten and peachy, serious.

It was still too late, Guan Yao let out a sigh of relief, "King Qi is still in the city?"

"At this critical juncture, it is naturally impossible for him to leave the capital. If you want to find him now, don't go to his house, you can only go to the Sanwei Pavilion on the edge of the east city."

"That's exactly what I mean..."

"Who's out there!"

Wan Nianqiu scolded, and a figure appeared from behind the screen.

Zhao Linjiang walked over and smiled a little guiltyly, "Did I appear at the wrong time?"

"Master Zhao, why is he free to come and hang out with me today?" Wan Nianqiu saw that he was an acquaintance, and his vigilance sank.

Zhao Linjiang sat straight beside Guan Yao, covered Guan Yao's hand on the table with one hand and said, "It's nothing, just go out with him for a stroll."

"Zhao Linjiang, shut up." Guan Yao scolded in a low voice, and pulled away the hand.

"You?" Wan Nianqiu was a little surprised, but not very surprised, "Okay, I understand."

Guan Yao didn't know how well the two of them knew each other. Now that he heard this, he couldn't understand what Zhao Linjiang said or did with Wan Nianqiu, so that Wan Nianqiu shared all his details with him. The other party said it over and over.

"You don't understand, I'll tell you next time." Guan Yao picked up the folding fan on the table, "That matter hasn't been resolved yet, so I'll take my leave first."

"Okay, come and have a drink with me when it's settled." Wan Nianqiu also got up, "Young Master Zhao is leaving too?"

Zhao Linjiang replied in a victorious tone: "Next time, Zhao will come with him again."

Wan Nianqiu nodded indifferently, "Then I won't give it away."

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