Chapter 117: It's Done
Swish——
Accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, a stone flew out from the darkness.
Hit the man on the back of his hand.
The man's hand trembled in pain.
The tinderbox fell from his hand.
Meng Chifei leaped up, kicked the burning fire starter away, caught it steadily, and extinguished it.
The whereabouts were exposed.
The other two not only did not run away, but blew the fire sticks even faster.
A group of guards poured out of the dark room and surrounded the three people.
It was too late for the three to run away now.
The three men used their martial arts skills to escape, but before they could climb over the wall, they were pinned down by the highly skilled guards and captured.
More than a dozen guards rushed out of the shop and pinned the three men down.
"Who are you, why are you setting fire here, and who ordered you to do so?" The leader of the Royal Guards walked up to them with a tiger-like stride.
The three of them looked at each other, realized that there was no hope of escape, and moved their mouths.
"They have poison in their mouths, stop them quickly..." As Wen Yan shouted, the leader of the guards had already gone to remove their jaws.
However, it was still too late.
The leader only had time to save one person and knocked him unconscious with a single blow of his hand.
The other two men collapsed, bleeding from all seven orifices, and died on the spot.
When they pulled off the veils, they found out that there were three women.
Meng Chifei frowned, walked over and opened their collars, and saw two peach blossoms tattooed on their chests.
With the death of the master.
The red peach petals gradually turn black.
The leader of the Imperial Guard frowned and said, "They are the Peach Blossom Demons. They do things for money and never ask why.
These three people have two peach blossoms and are second-level killers, and basically have no access to important information.
The clue ends here."
Taohuasha is a killer organization that only recognizes money, not people.
As long as they can afford it, they would even kill the emperor.
Wen Yan has lived two lifetimes, but this is the first time he knows about this organization.
The guards helped clean up the kerosene in the yard, and noise came from the shop again.
"Oh no, they are making a feint to the east and attacking in the west. The front yard is on fire!" Meng Chifei was sharp-eyed and was the first to discover the fire.
Fortunately, Wen Yan prepared a bucket in advance.
There is another well in the backyard.
They picked up the water and ran to the shop in front.
The fire was outside, where the door and window were.
Meng Chifei kicked the burning door panel away with one kick.
The door panel flew out and hit two people who were running away on the street.
Fortunately, the fire was put out as soon as it started with a few buckets of water.
There was no loss to the store.
The guards pulled out the two people from under the door.
I saw that most of the hair of these two people was burned off by the fire, their faces were black, their eyes were rolling around, their eyebrows were shifty, and their gaze was vague.
At first glance, he is a street scoundrel.
They were dragged to the back and saw more than twenty guards standing there. They were so frightened that they trembled all over.
The guards didn't care whether he was a rogue or not, they took everyone back for interrogation.
When the two heard they were being taken away for questioning, bad memories flashed through their minds. Their legs gave way in fear, and they knelt down. "Don't take us back, don't interrogate us. We confess... we'll confess everything!"
The two confessed quickly.
It was said that a woman asked them to come and set the fire.
"How much silver did the old woman give?"
The two rogues looked at each other and said, "Five... five taels."
The leader of the Imperial Guards was so angry that he laughed: "For five taels of silver, you are willing to do such a heartless thing. Do you know that the things inside are related to the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people in Jinyang Prefecture?
If 'A Little Mo' is really gone, all nine of your clans won't have enough heads to chop off!
One of them was so frightened that water immediately appeared under his pants.
It is almost certain that these two are not in the same group as the "Peach Blossom Evil".
The guards still did not let them go and took them away directly.
Meng Chifei said: "Fortunately, we were well prepared and set up an ambush in advance, otherwise our shop would have been reduced to ashes by now.
I don't know who is so audacious. The backer behind 'One Mo' is the emperor, yet they dare to set fire!"
Wen Yan said, "There are many people who don't want us to raise money. Only if the Meng family fails in disaster relief will they have a chance to atone for their sins."
"Are you talking about the Lan family? I heard that Concubine Lan's siblings weren't born to the first wife, and before Concubine Lan entered the palace, they suffered a lot of hardship at home.
After Concubine Lan gained favor, she has been suppressing the brothers of the Lan family.
From the outside, the Lan family looked harmonious, but in fact, they had been at odds with each other for a long time.
This time, Lan Hong is in trouble, and the Lan family may not save him."
"So, the person who did it was either Concubine Lan or your father's political enemy."
Afterwards, with the guards in the shop, the night passed peacefully.
The next day.
The shop was open for business as usual, except for the replaced doors and windows, as if nothing had happened last night.
The auction begins at 4 p.m.
Jing Mingmei left home an hour earlier.
Before leaving, she repeatedly asked Jiang Rouer: "Are you really not going with me? The auction will be very lively."
Jiang Rouer pursed her lips aggrievedly: "Miss Wen Yan hates me, she definitely doesn't want to see me, so I won't go and cause trouble for you."
"Rou'er, you are too kind. You consider everyone's happiness or unhappiness, but never consider yourself.
As long as you are happy, you don’t have to go. I will bring you something good in the evening.”
After sending Jing Mingmei away, Jiang Rouer turned around and went back to her room.
She took out her most beautiful clothes and couldn't wait to start dressing herself up.
She had already found out.
Today, all the masters in the Marquis' Mansion, except the Crown Prince, went to the auction.
As long as I seize this opportunity and accomplish good things with the prince...
In the future, you will be able to give birth to children for the prince, and they can go out together as a couple!
Think of this.
Jiang Rouer took a box of rouge mixed with ingredients and applied it on her lips, neck, collarbone, navel, and thighs...
**
It's not even the evening hour yet, but Yi Dian Mo has already closed.
Hang up lanterns and decorate the auction venue.
Guests attending the auction enter with their invitations.
The powerful figures in the capital sat on the second floor.
Those who are rich but powerless sit on the first floor.
The powerful and wealthy are clearly distinguished.
For those people who wanted to join in the fun, Wen Yan also prepared tables, chairs, benches, melon seeds and tea outside the shop.
The shop provided attentive service and had guards to maintain order, so no one dared to cause trouble.
With the sound of a gong, the auction officially began.
The first item to be auctioned was Wu Yunzi's painting.
This time it’s not a cat play picture.
But it was the painting of sunset in the countryside that he painted at Wen Yan's house.
Sunset, tired birds, and quarreling villagers.
Full of fun.
The starting price is two thousand taels.
Someone immediately made a bid.
**
The Mansion of Marquis Jinping.
In Huo Yaoxing's study.
Jiang Rouer took off all her clothes and lay on the huge nanmu desk.
Her body was covered with traces of lovemaking.
There was blood on his legs.
She looked at the ceiling in despair, tears streaming down her face.
She knew it was all over.
There is no possibility for me and the prince anymore!
Lord Huo put on his clothes and pinned a piece of precious warm jade on his belt.
"I'm very satisfied with your service tonight. I can't do without your benefits." He turned around and patted Jiang Rouer's face. "Logically, I should promote you to be my concubine, but you are more valuable if you continue to stay with Jing Mingmei."
Jiang Rouer shrank back when he slapped her.
But in my heart I was gnashing my teeth with hatred.
This old guy didn't even want to give me a name.
She hates it so much!
If I had known that I would end up losing more than I gain, I should have followed Jing Mingmei to the auction, at least I could have kept my innocence.
At the auction.
After seven or eight rounds of bidding, the price of the first painting has risen from two thousand to twenty thousand.
Twenty thousand taels is far more than the value of the painting itself.
Many people gave up with regret.
It was about to be bought by a wealthy businessman.
Wen Yan came to Jing Mingmei with a teapot in hand and whispered, "It's done."
Jing Mingmei was so happy that she immediately raised the sign: "Twenty-five thousand taels."
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