Yan Saburo's last chance to track the fat man is also gone.

The door of the shop was ajar, and there was only a lone lamp like a bean inside. Chitose sat down at the table with his hands in his hands and asked Yan Saburo, "What if you expect it wrong?"

The boy shrugged his shoulders, unburdened: "Even if I'm unlucky." ”

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Gonggong Li stayed in the side hall of Tianxin Palace, yawned, and rubbed his eyes.

It's been three days.

The candles in the main hall could be burned all night until dawn, and only then did he seem to hear movement inside, like the laughter of a woman, and it was evident that David's noblest newlyweds had not yet gone to bed.

It's good to be young, the old eunuch sighed.

After a while, the door opened, and Xiao Mi walked out, looking still in good spirits and not sleepy.

Gonggong Li hurried over in three steps and two steps, and heard Wei Tianzi explain: "Supper, bring it up." ”

"Oh yes. Gonggong Li smiled, "The ginseng chicken soup has been warm." ”

This old man remembers the ginseng chicken soup. Xiao Mi shook her head: "Got it, bring it up together." ”

Seeing that his face was full of red light, Gonggong Li sighed: "The king's spirit today is too good. "Tossed until midnight.

After a while, supper is set on the table.

It's midnight after all, and a late-night snack can't be as greasy as dinner. The Imperial Kitchen has prepared a warm soup and light dim sum, a total of eight delicious dishes.

As soon as the ginseng chicken soup was served, the house was full of fragrance.

Gonggong Li took the silver chopsticks as usual and tried a bite of each dish.

It is a great honor to try the food for the king.

Half a cup of tea passed, and nothing happened.

Only then did Gonggong Li make a bowl of ginseng and chicken soup for King Wei and his wife.

Xiao Mi scooped up a spoonful, and saw that the soup was golden and clear, without any oil, and there was a unique fragrance of ginseng.

He blew lightly and put it in his mouth.

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Si Wenrui rode to the dark market in a carriage and headed east.

There were so many carriages on this road that as long as he lowered the curtains, no one could see what was going on in the carriages.

Horses are good horses and run fast. It's a pity that there are quite a lot of people on this road, and the carriage can't run wildly unscrupulously. The closer he got to the target, the more anxious Si Wenrui became, eager to chase after him.

However, horseback riding was not allowed in Shengyi unless there was permission from the royal court.

At this time, he could no longer waste precious luck in coordinating this kind of thing.

"Hurry up. "He urged twice, and at this time he couldn't stop his heart.

Liao Qingsong lifted the curtain on the other side, looked out twice, and suddenly said, "I saw the fat man, he was about to walk through the intersection." ”

"Hurry up!" Si Wenrui was anxious. There was a crowded intersection ahead, and it was getting dark at this point, and if they were slow, they might be lost.

can be embellished with a fat man, all thanks to the luck brought by Fushengzi. But he could feel the golden cicada swaying in his chest, as unstable as a piece of paper, and it might fall down at any time.

At that time, his luck will be all in vain, not to mention, he will suffer a strong backlash!

At last fifty feet, the coachman could not stand the urging, and whipped twice on the horse's stock. The horse was in pain, and the gray Yu Yu strode forward.

There were many people on the road, but the almost brutal collision of the carriage miraculously did not hurt anyone.

Only a few patrolmen shouted from behind, "Hey, stop, how are you driving!"

Thirty feet. The fat man stood at the intersection and looked left and right, as if he was hesitating which way to choose. Behind him was a shaving shop, a wooden sign swaying in the wind, with faded words on it:

"Shaw Net Hair".

At this time, the shaver had to clean the hair and face of the people, and the boys and girls had to be crowned or crowned as soon as they reached adulthood, and the more particular people would look for them to tie their hair. In addition, men had to work for their beards, and even when criminals were sentenced.

Of course, there is no shortage of such shaving shops everywhere in Shengyi. The fat man and the pursuers behind him were not taken seriously.

Walking in the alley, the speed is limited after all. Si Wenrui couldn't wait for the carriage to take off, but the fat man had already entered the second lane on the right.

Si Wenrui couldn't take care of it, and lifted the curtain of the car to look ahead. From his vantage point, he could see that there were at least several forks in the path that the fat man had entered. The slightest slack or slackness will lead them to lose.

"Quick!"

The carriage also approached the intersection.

At this moment, Si Wenrui suddenly felt his chest twitch.

The Fushengzi, who had been lying on his chest for a long time and didn't move, and only turned his head when he was fed rootless water and gold dust, moved!

Si Wenrui was shocked and ripped open his clothes.

This action was made, and the two people in the car bowed their heads together, and they both saw Fushengzi slowly pulling out the needle!

"What's going on!" Si Wenrui was shocked. Did he run out of luck!

He subconsciously stretched out his fingers and held down Fushengzi to prevent it from falling off.

Liao Qingsong's face also changed greatly: "It's not good, catch up with the fat man!"

The coachman didn't care about anything else, and drove the carriage across the intersection, causing an exclamation. There was a hunchbacked old man on the road who was walking with his head down, not wanting the strong wind around him, he subconsciously turned around, and was knocked to the ground by the carriage, and rolled twice.

It's less than ten feet away from the fat man.

But Si Wenrui felt that the pressure on his fingertips was increasing.

Fushengzi is struggling, resisting his retention!

Si Wenrui could even feel its anger and impatience.

Why? Saving gold dust is clearly ahead, that is, a few steps away!

The carriage ran five feet again.

It's only five feet away from the fat man. And hearing the exclamations and hooves behind him, the fat man also subconsciously looked back, which slowed him down.

Liao Qingsong didn't care about the five or six patrols gathered around, jumped out of the car and unfolded his body, and caught up with the purple-robed fat man in two steps.

He grabbed the back of the man's neck, and the fat man's body immediately stiffened and he couldn't move.

Immediately afterwards, Liao Qingsong touched him for a while, and finally found a small urn at the bottom of his sleeve, opened it and looked at it, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Saving gold dust is finally available!

The current situation is too bad, he has attracted unnecessary attention, and Si Wenrui's luck has been squeezed out, and there is no use value.

He looked around and had to make the worst decision:

Forget it, use Fushengzi on yourself.

Thinking of this morning, he jumped back to the carriage in three steps and two steps: "Quickly ...... Fushengzi"

Before he could say the word "give me", he saw Si Wenrui lying on the ground, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

The carriage was not big, and Si Wenrui was rummaging through the cabinets and searching around, and even opened the small table, looking very crazy.

"It's gone, it's gone!" he yelled without raising his head, "Help me find it, quick!"

Liao Qingsong's heart sank. He is finally a step slower, and Fushengzi has fallen off?

The two rummaged in the carriage, where was the shadow of Fushengzi?

Fushengzi is gone, what's the point of him staying here?

"It's obviously falling here!" Si Wenrui pointed to the bottom of the table, his forehead sweating, "It's obviously here!"