"You don't need to be depressed even if you lose your job. Even the old emperor won't win a battle for the rest of his life!" Mao Xiang picked up garlic again. His method of eating garlic was very special. He didn't peel it. Instead, he threw it directly into his mouth, then flipped his tongue and spit out the skin.

"The case is difficult to handle, so we will use it. Otherwise, the emperor would raise a group of idle people?" Mao Xiang took another bite, "Well, it tastes good. When the old man comes back, he will ask him to mix a bowl for you!"

~~

The opposite of Mao Xiang is He Guangyi.

He had just met the King of Qin, and before he could return to his residence, he saw his confidant come over with a letter. Then, he arrived here.

When he got here, he understood many things.

When sitting in his position, you have to pretend to be confused and even more so that you don’t know many things.

If Mao Xiang hadn't found him, he wouldn't have seen each other in his life. He didn't want to, didn't dare, and didn't want to.

"If it weren't for the fact that things were too strange and difficult, I wouldn't have seen you!" Mao Xiang continued, "We are all doing things for the emperor. The most important thing is to do things well and make Long Live satisfied!"

He Guangyi understood the other party's words, "I understand!" As he said, he paused, "No one knows, I see you, Senior!"

"Ha!" Mao Xiang laughed out loud, "Don't be so careful!" As he said, he smiled, "Actually, before coming, Master Long told me that if there is really a hurdle that cannot be overcome, I will communicate with you."

"Emperor?" He Guangyi was stunned.

Then, he also woke up.

Since the emperor sent the other party over, he was not afraid of himself knowing it. It can even be said that the emperor was not afraid of anyone knowing it. He also had this mysterious secret card in his hand. There are some things in the world, and knowing it is more scrupulous and scary than not knowing it.

"We are not gods, and we are not able to catch anything!" Mao Xiang took his last bite of rice skin and said seriously, "You didn't catch anyone there, do you suspect someone was leaking the news?"

"Yes!" He Guangyi said, "We were secretly setting up control, but someone led the nose away. When we were waiting for the arrest, the White Lotus Sect escaped!"

"Yes!" Mao Xiang thought, "You come to Xi'an, there are only a few people who know! Those who inform the White Lotus Sect, hehe, they are not ordinary people!"

As he said that, his eyes suddenly looked like a knife, "Where do you think the White Lotus Church will run?"

"I feel it!" He Guangyi pondered for a moment and clicked on the table, "This!"

As he said that, he continued, "If I were from the White Lotus Sect, and there was an official behind me, it would be safer to hide anywhere than to hide beside this person. Because the person who informed me would definitely know all the actions of the Jinyiwei!"

"Not stupid!" Mao Xiang took a sip of the seasoning in the bowl, and his face was so spicy that he thrust. "And that, they have been planning here for so long. It is impossible for them to ignore it completely. If they want to secretly contact the backbone of those believers, they can't run too far!"

He Guangyi fell into deep thought and spoke suddenly, "Please give me some advice!"

Mao Xiang sat on the stool, put his hands into his sleeves, and then wiped the oil stains on his mouth with his cuffs, "Look at the city gate, maybe you will get something!"

"City Gate?" He Guangyi was puzzled.

"If you enter the city, you have to go to the city gate!" Mao Xiang said, "If you go to the city gate, you have to leave traces!"

He Guangyi became more and more puzzled, "I go to the city every day more than just...?"

"So stupid!" Mao Xiang cursed expressionlessly, "How did you become the commander of the Jinyiwei?" He said, cursing, "One generation is worse than the other!"

Upon hearing this, He Guangyi did not dare to defend himself and lowered his head.

"The soldiers from all cities have been on duty at the city gate for many years. Not to mention the sharp eyes, they can see who is the locals and who is outsiders among the people entering the city!" Mao Xiang said with regret that he was unsuccessful, "Who is doing what can't be hidden from their eyes. If there are unkind and strangers outsiders, they will not be able to remember it?"

"The philanthropists you look down on are often of great use! Those soldiers, who are bullied, are quarrels, and those who are noble families are polite. When they see merchants are skinned, and when they see the people are questioning."

"You haven't worked at the bottom? Don't understand this? That's how clues come about! You are still in Xi'an. Isn't the command of the Bingmaster Commander the Jinyiwei the secret spy?"

"He took charge of the military commander, scrutinizes the city gate army, and then gathered all the problems together. Although it was a little trivial, how could there be no clue?"

He Guangyi was scolded so much that his face turned red and he didn't dare to look up.

"There are also inns, temples, temples, brothels and casinos in the city." Mao Xiang continued, "What the government doesn't know about, ask those rascals! They walk around the streets and alleys and think about where to go to fight the autumn wind. Which street has entered a stranger knows more than the policemen who patrol the streets. Do you have no authority or have no words? Wouldn't you ask?"

"I'm clear about it!" He Guangyi clasped his fists.

"You come out next time, remember to take a good look at yourself!" Mao Xiang glared at He Guangyi again, "Ordinary clothes and official boots? Are you afraid that others don't know that you are an official?"

Swish, He Guangyi's legs immediately came into the hem of the skirt, looking ashamed and angry.

"Who taught you?" Mao Xiang cursed, "Remember, since someone reported it, it proves that no one here is reliable. The governor, Tang Zhentai, and the Qin Palace should not use it! If there is not enough manpower, please draw from the surrounding area."

Then he suddenly looked at He Guangyi with disgust, "Go away quickly! It's annoying to you!"

He Guangyi stood up and said, "I gave up my humble position!"

"Wait a minute!" Mao Xiang called him again and said squintly, "When you walk, can you not hold your head like a little rooster? Keep a low profile, keep a low profile!"

~~

He Guangyi walked away quietly, and Mao Xiang turned around and looked at the other side of the alley.

The old man who sold rice squid quickly returned with the Roujiamo and placed it on the table, "Customer, while it's hot!"

"Where is the waist?" Mao Xiang looked at the oil-paper-packed food.

"Ah?" the old man smiled and said with a wry smile, "That... didn't you say you want a waist?"

Mao Xiang didn't speak, and looked at the other person with a squint eyes.

"That... I'm waiting there when you talk to others! The waist smell is so greedy, I can't help it..." The old man smiled bitterly.

"I've given you ten cents!" Mao Xiang cursed, "Can't you help but buy one yourself?" He said, and laughed, "It's been so many years, and you still like to take advantage of it!"

"It's been so many years, and Dutang is still as stingy as ever!"

The old man who sold rice pi changed his temperament instantly, his eyes became sharp, and he was no longer timid but his spine was straight, as if he had changed his own personality.

"The person who followed my butt..." Mao Xiang ate the roujiamo, his mouth full of oil.

From the time he went out to the present, he always had a tail behind him. Those who were staring at him thought he didn't know, but he didn't know that Mao Xiang was the ancestor of these people.

"Catch it up! Are you going to live or die?" the old man sat down and asked with a smile.

A piece of fat cube fell on the table, Mao Xiang picked it up and threw it into his mouth, "Of course I want to live!" As he said, he suddenly smirked, "No one has been watching my skull for many years! Xi'an is really evil!" He said this, and asked again, "What you asked you to investigate?"

"King Yongxing eats vegetarian food all day and does not walk around casually. However, last month he built a ancestral temple at home and invited monks from Nanshan Temple to teach Buddhism!" said the old man.

Mao Xiang clapped his hands, "The people in the royal palace..."

"They are all those who served by King Yongxing before!" said the old man, "The population of the royal palace is simple, with only more than 300 numbers in total!" As he said, "Qin San of the royal palace, our people!"

As he said that, he looked around habitually and whispered, "Qin San said that in the horses of the royal palace, there were a group of horses without marks on them in the spring. He served them for half a year. Last month, those horses were taken away by the guards of the royal palace. I don't know where they were taken!"

Mao Xiang's face became solemn, and his hands were put in his sleeves again, "Start to see if anyone else has gone in!"

As he said that, he stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait!" said the old man.

Mao Xiang turned around, "Hmm?"

"Give the money?" the old man stretched out his hand.

"What's the money?"

"Mipi, haven't you paid yet?"

Mao Xiang squinted his eyes, "Don't you... have to calculate so clearly?"

The old man seemed to be like a vendor at this moment, "My man, the money is small, no credit is available!"

Mao Xiang threw out a copper coin in disappointment and his eyes rolled, "If you want to say that, you still owe me a roasted waist!"

The old man walked to the corner of the wall, took off his pants and squatted down.

"What are you doing?" Mao Xiang asked.

The old man smiled and said, "Take it out and return it to you!"

"........." Mao Xiang took two steps back and turned around and cursed, "I have been in trouble for eight lifetimes. I know you guys!"
Chapter completed!