Jiang Dejia didn't know what Wen Qingzhu was thinking, but she didn't say much, turned around and got into the car and left.

After Jiang Dejia left, Wen Qingzhu took a deep breath and restrained the impulse in his heart.

Since Jiang Dejia said that she could keep this gold medal, Wen Qingzhu couldn't help but want to stay.

It's really tempting!

With this royal gold medal, Wen Qingzhu may be able to save his life at a critical moment.

But soon, Wen Qingzhu also understood that this was the bait released by Jiang Yue.

If she really stays, I'm afraid she really only has one chance to save her life.

Now that the plague matter has been resolved, Wen Qingzhu began to wholeheartedly look for the Qingqi who made Li Du unable to control himself.

What I never expected was that the plague had been resolved, but the news of the clearing was still unsightly.

Early this morning, Ning Ping took a break and went to Wen Qingzhu's house in person.

The first thing I said when I saw her was, "Miss Wen, are you not mistaken?" I've checked all the files of the conditions of the agreement, and even as long as there is a stepmother in the family, whether there is a brother or a father, I have checked it all, and I still haven't found the person who echoed you! ”

Wen Qingzhu is also very strange, what is the problem?

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Qingzhu said again: "Otherwise, I'd better change my face and go to the yamen with you." ”

Ning Ping is a person who abides by the rules, and when he didn't find it for almost a month, under Wen Qingzhu's repeated requests, he promised to take the disguised Wen Qingzhu to the yamen to find the household registration file in person.

Although he was frightened last time, Wen Qingzhu's disguise technique was really superb, and the little guy who imitated him was actually vivid, and no one noticed it at all.

"W-that's not good, is it?" Ning Ping only felt that his scalp was about to explode.

If it weren't for the fact that Wen Qingzhu saved the people of the capital and Los Angeles, as well as the praise of his mother and younger brother, he would never break the rules and take Wen Qingzhu to see and check those materials.

Wen Qingzhu persuaded again: "Last time, I was in danger when I faced the prefect, do you think something will happen to me?" ”

"It's okay, but you're a girl's house, go to that kind of place...... Ning Ping's eyelids have been jumping recently, and he always feels that something bad will happen.

"Brother Ning, I call you Brother Ning, you can help me this time, will it be the last time?" Wen Qingzhu prayed again.

……

You say a word to me, Ning Ping finally couldn't resist and agreed to Wen Qingzhu.

That night, Ning Ping noticed that his eyelids were jumping even harder.

Wen Qingzhu began to prepare everything that needed to be prepared.

Now she is very sure that Li Du seems to be plotting something in Los Angeles.

Although Jiang Yue sent him to Youzhou, he did not determine the specific time.

On the side of Youzhou, the news from Fu Lie has always been normal.

It's just that the calmer it is, the more uneasy Wen Qingzhu feels, and he always feels that King Ning must be waiting for an opportunity.

The next day, Wen Qingzhu once again disguised himself as Ning Ping's little servant and followed him to the yamen.

All the way in, greeting his colleagues, Ning Ping was nervous.

On the contrary, Wen Qingzhu held his hand several times and asked him to be careful of the threshold.

When he arrived at the archive room of household registration management, Ning Ping handed over his sign and took Wen Qingzhu into it again.

Wen Qingzhu relaxed the conditions again and began to concentrate on finding out.

In addition to looking for that Qingqi, Wen Qingzhu quietly looked at the changes in Luocheng's household registration.

The household registration file here can be distinguished from the noble and the lowly.

From morning to night, until sunset, Wen Qingzhu was about to understand the main forces in Los Angeles clearly, and that Qingqi still didn't have any eyebrows.

Wen Qingzhu had already lit an oil lamp in front of him, and his eyes were a little dry and astringent.

She couldn't help but pinch her eyebrows and close her eyes.

Ning Ping, who was on the other side, glanced at the direction of the door and asked in a low voice, "Why don't we go away, how about I find them for you one by one in the future?" ”

Wen Qingzhu shook his head, there are more than 400,000 people in Los Angeles.

Although it is one-third less than in the capital, it is not necessary to screen them one by one.

At this moment, the voice of Ning Ping's colleague came from outside: "Lord Ning, our brothers are invited to the Red Moon Tower today, do you want to go together?" ”

Hearing this, Ning Ping's face changed suddenly, and he firmly refused: "No, no, you can just go." ”

The voice outside was still persuading: "It's just that I went over to drink and watch the beauties dance, and I didn't let you do anything, my sister-in-law won't say anything, and besides, it's not the first time you've gone." ”

Ning Ping finally couldn't sit still, got up and went out to explain to his colleagues outside.

Wen Qingzhu, who was sitting in the room, didn't understand what the Red Moon Building was at first, but when she understood, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in her head.

During the days of following Ning Ping, Wen Qingzhu heard him say that many people in Los Angeles died because of the plague.

Many families are destitute, Wen Qingzhu remembers clearly that Qingqi's original family was sold by her stepmother because her younger brother was sick and had no money to see a doctor.

Thinking of this, Wen Qingzhu began to pack his things.

During today's dinner, I vaguely heard Ning Ping's colleagues talking about the situation in Hongyue Building, saying that there were many newcomers here.

As soon as she packed her things, Ning Ping came back, saw that she was about to get up and leave, and asked in surprise, "You decided to check slowly in the future?" ”

Wen Qingzhu smiled: "I know where she is, I'll go to the Red Moon Tower with you tonight, and I'll give you the money." ”

Ning Ping's eyes widened suddenly.

Half an hour later, the moon rose on the willow tops.

Los Angeles swept away the bad luck brought by the plague, and the Red Moon Tower became extremely lively. Bookbag netting

Wen Qingzhu took Ning Ping to ask for a private room, which can be regarded as making Ning Ping feel a little more at ease.

Just now he was serious and said that he would never come to this place again.

In the blink of an eye, he came, though not willingly.

was led to a private room on the second floor by the turtle princess, Wen Qingzhu looked at it and felt that his vision was not good, so he took out ten taels of gold from his sleeve and pointed to the middle position: "We want that room." ”

Gui Gong has never seen such a heroic guest, and it is still gold when he makes a move.

He took the gold tremblingly, and turned his head to look for the old bustard here.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a woman with heavy makeup came over with her fat waist twisted.

"Oh, the slave family is here, who is it?"

The moment he saw Ning Ping, the old bustard was stunned: "This, isn't this Lord Ning?" ”

Ning Ping came here twice, because his colleagues leaked their identities, and the old bustard also knew that Ning Ping was really working in the yamen, so he naturally remembered it deeply.

Ning Ping only felt that his whole brain was buzzing at right angles, and he didn't reply.

On the contrary, Wen Qingzhu stepped forward and made an excuse quite familiarly: "Please also ask my mother to bring the young master over, today the young master is going to entertain a distinguished guest, and the distinguished guest has not yet come, the location must be the best, and silver or anything is not a problem." ”

Seeing that Wen Qingzhu took another ingot of gold out, the bustard's face immediately blossomed with joy, and he led them over diligently.

When he arrived at the private room with the best position and sat down, Wen Qingzhu stood behind Ning Ping, and asked with a smile: "Is there a stunning beauty, or is it a clear one?" ”

Seeing Wen Qingzhu ask, the old bustard looked at Yinzi's face, and immediately turned around and ordered: "Come on, go and invite the latest few Qingqi to come over." ”

Coming in this way, Ning Ping was completely refreshed.

One Wen Qingzhu kept taking out the gold, and the other was her familiar tone of looking for a stunning and clear voice, which made Ning Ping wonder if the person who came was Wen Qingzhu.

In less than a quarter of an hour, three veiled maidens appeared in front of them.

Wen Qingzhu looked at it intently, and the old bustard understood and asked them to unveil it.

Neither!

There was no one to look for, Wen Qingzhu waved his hand and asked the old bustard to go down with everyone.

The old bustard's heart chuckled, this is not sleeping.

Thinking of the gold in front of him, the old bustard felt that the person invited by Ning Ping must be a nobleman, otherwise he would not be so desperate to throw money outside.

In view of the fact that Ning Ping kept his face stiff and did not speak, the old bustard asked Wen Qingzhu: "This little brother, what special preferences does that noble man have?" ”

Wen Qingzhu turned his eyes to look at the old bustard, and was a little suspicious in his heart, was that Qingqi not sold in?

However, she is not a person who gives up lightly, and said: "Is there a Qingqi who is over fourteen years old or under sixteen, and it is okay if there is no adjustment or training at present." ”

The bustard was a little surprised: "Is there only an age requirement?" ”

Wen Qingzhu thought for a while, at this time, even if that Qingqi was here, he must be yellow and thin, so he couldn't see where to go.

So she nodded, but added: "There is another condition, it is best to be a native of Los Angeles, at least those who have lived in Los Angeles for five years." ”

The old bustard thought about it for a while, and recently received a lot of such girls, so he turned around and went out to personally select the person who agreed with the conditions.

When the outsiders left, Ning Ping breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Wen Qingzhu and said, "Are you really sure she's here?" ”

Wen Qingzhu sat down, also a little tired: "I'm not sure, but this person is very critical." ”

It is the person who can greatly hurt the vitality of the Marquis of Jingyuan, so that King Ning's power will naturally be weakened.

Fu Lie is fighting outside, and when he returns with success in the future, he will have to confront King Ning sooner or later.

In this case, it is better to remove King Ning's minions as soon as possible.

This time, more than two quarters of an hour later, the old bustard led the nine girls to come.

From the time the first person came in, Wen Qingzhu found that they had been temporarily smeared with fat powder and changed into new clothes that didn't fit.

Two, three, four......

Wen Qingzhu kept waiting, and when the ninth girl appeared in front of her, she stood up abruptly.

"That's her!"

The bustard was surprised and turned to look at the girl at the end.

Wearing a goose-yellow spring shirt, it was thrown to her casually by the girl she was serving.

I didn't even apply fat powder on my face, my face was yellow and thin, and my back was slightly arched, so I didn't look like a beauty.

The old bustard was a little suspicious, but according to Wen Qingzhu's request, only the girl she designated was here.

The rest of the people withdrew, and the girl came to her trembling and was about to kneel.

Wen Qingzhu frowned, there is nothing wrong with the bone physiognomy, the beauty is in the bones, not in the skin.

It's just that her face, figure, and etiquette are completely different from what she remembers.

But it's good to find it, at least know that she has potential.

"Tell me, how much silver does she have?"

Such a simple word made the old bustard stunned, she looked at this girl for a long time, and she couldn't pay attention to it.

It only cost ten taels of silver to buy this girl.

At that time, the plague was rampant, and her brother had no money to see a doctor, so he had to sell her.

The old bustard pondered in his heart for a moment and said a number: "How about five hundred taels?" ”

"Deal! This is a silver ticket of five hundred taels! Wen Qingzhu took out a stack of silver tickets and dialed out five hundred taels.