Chen Guanlou selected six pieces of cloth at once, two pieces of silk and satin, three pieces of fine cotton and one piece of linen. He planned to give two to his eldest sister and use the rest to make clothes for himself. There are too many vests, so you have to prepare several more sets of clothes, and they have to be made of different materials. But it cannot be a rare new type of cloth that can be traced to its source at a glance. "Does Mr. Chen have any familiar embroiderers? If not, our cloth shop has ready-made embroiderers, all of whom have extensive experience and have been working in the industry for many years." "Okay, I'll make clothes at your place. It's convenient if you call the right door." Mrs. Qu pursed her lips and smiled, took the ruler from the maid's hand, took two steps forward, and took his measurements herself. The two of them were so close that their clothes were almost touching. A faint orchid fragrance came from Mrs. Qu's body. Chen Guanlou looked at the other person from the corner of his eye. He couldn't be more than twenty-five years old. Looking at his hands, he must have been in a good family since he was a child, and he has never done any menial work. Her neck is slender and fair, and her ears are slightly red. She is shy. She lowered her head slightly, and the broken hair on her temples hung down, outlining a picture of beauty.
This scene is as beautiful as a painting. Chen Guanlou took a deep breath. The elegant orchid fragrance was not intoxicating, but he was getting drunk. "oops!" The left foot hit the right foot, and Mrs. Qu almost tripped herself. Chen Guanlou took the opportunity to put his arms around the other party's waist. Even though he was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, he could still tell that the other party's waist was slender, but not flat. It was thin and fleshy, which was the best. Mrs. Qu's breathing became urgent, she pushed away with her hands, her cheeks were red and white. He said softly: "Thank you very much, Mr. Chen, you can let go." Chen Guanlou reluctantly let go of the other party, and even lowered his head and smelled his fingertips. It seems that there is still a lingering fragrance on the fingers. Mrs. Qu blushed like a cooked shrimp when she saw this scene, and handed the ruler to the maid. "Suddenly I remembered that there was a pot of soup simmering in the kitchen. Farewell!" she ran away in a panic. Little maid:...... Chen Guanlou:...... He returned home somewhat melancholy. The faces of Mr. Liu Wan, Mr. Liu, Mrs. Pan, and Mrs. Qu, who were either beautiful, delicate, charming or dignified, flashed before his eyes one by one. Test his bottom line? Gan! It’s better to practice martial arts! In the middle of the night, he yawned and rolled out of bed. When he walked out of the bedroom door, he saw Qi Wuxiu lying on the wall and about to climb over the wall to enter. He waved his hand as a greeting. Carrying a pot of hot water into the study. Qi Wuxiu, who was familiar with him, also followed him into the study and poured himself tea. "Why do you always like to come here in the middle of the night? Don't you want to sleep?"
"I just finished my errands and stopped by to take a look." Qi Wuxiu seemed confident. When he saw the snacks in the basket, he picked them up and ate them without asking. "I knew you had something to eat." "Have Jin Yiwei been busy recently? Dongzhou has been completely harmed by you, and I thought you would have nothing to do next." "Hey, I don't agree with that. What do you mean, Dongzhou has been harmed by us? It's obviously a religious bandit." "Whatever. Everyone has an account of what happened." Chen Guanlou was too lazy to argue with him. Qi Wuxiu was actually quite helpless, "I didn't expect Dongzhou to be so miserable." Chen Guanlou rolled his eyes silently. As the Emperor's Eagle Dog, he should know that every time he goes on a mission, countless people will have their families destroyed because of them. Once the attack area is expanded, people in the entire region will suffer. This is the power of Jinyiwei, the power of the emperor. Seeing that the other party was depressed and unable to cheer up, he was curious, "What happened again?" "It's nothing serious. A dragon crossing the river recently appeared in the capital. The martial arts road data said it was very strange. It only took one move to escape from the ninth-level warrior and disappeared without a trace. We, the Jinyi Guards, were ordered to investigate this person and dug three feet into the ground. We must also find this person.” What the hell? Chen Guanlou's heart was in turmoil. If he guessed correctly, the dragon crossing the river in Qi Wuxiu's mouth was himself? He's really not narcissistic. Except for the dragon crossing the river, he escaped from the hands of the ninth-grade warrior with one move. This happened just the day before yesterday. only…… The ninth-grade warrior was in the same group as the person who kidnapped the Taifu. Why is Jin Yiwei involved again? Could it be that the person who kidnapped the Taifu turned out to be... He didn't dare to think deeply, but he had to think deeply. He pretended to be curious and asked: "What does this matter have to do with you Jin Yiwei? If you don't monitor the officials, what are you doing with a dragon crossing the river? This is a waste of court resources, do you know? Is it possible that the Nine Dragons in your mouth are not what you want?" "Pin Wu Zhe, is he an internal member of Jinyiwei? He lost his face, so he wants to get it back." Qi Wuxiu drank tea and ate cakes, "I don't know the specific situation. Anyway, we were ordered to find a strange warrior with a strength of about seventh grade." Chen Guanlou's heart skipped a beat, "Seventh grade? Are you sure it's seventh grade?" He actually has the strength of seventh grade? It rose too quickly. "You can't go wrong with it." "The seventh-grade man was able to escape from the ninth-grade man with just one move. You are exaggerating, you brag." Chen Guanlou made a disdainful expression, believing that the other party was talking nonsense. Qi Wuxiu spread his hands, "I don't believe it either. But that's what the above said. Moreover, this information was provided by ninth-grade warriors, so there is definitely no falsehood." Chen Guanlou held down his beating heart and continued to talk, "You have no suspicion at all? Is it possible that you know that ninth-grade warrior?" "I know him, but he doesn't know me. I only met him from a distance, and I heard he came from the palace."
Chen Guanlou was so nervous that his heart almost jumped out. As expected! People coming out of the palace are either eunuchs or guards. Eunuchs are more likely, because he clearly feels that the ninth-grade warrior seems to lack some practical experience. If he had met a ninth-grade warrior with rich practical experience the day before yesterday, he would never have been able to escape with a trick of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west and excellent light skills. Thank God! A big life and a big fortune! He suppressed his inner excitement and sighed: "The palace is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!" "There are more than ninth-grade warriors in the palace, and it is said that there are also masters, but I just heard about it." "You are a third-grade warrior, and you are going to catch a seventh-grade warrior. Aren't you afraid of death?" Chen Guanlou teased. "We are numerous and powerful. Once we find that dragon crossing the river, everyone will be there in a short time. Many ants can kill an elephant. Besides, we Jinyiwei are not without top warriors. A mere seventh-grade warrior can be easily captured." Chen Guanlou:... Suddenly I felt so dangerous. As expected of the capital, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. "I used to think that high-level warriors were rare, but after hearing what you said, it seems that they are everywhere." Qi Wuxiu laughed, "Actually, your feeling is not wrong. High-level warriors are indeed rare. The few high-level warriors have been absorbed by the court, and there are basically none among the people." "What about the sects? What about the noble families? Don't they have any?" "Yes, but very few. However, I know that there are several sects with masters." "No one in the noble families has a master?" With such a good opportunity, Chen Guanlou must take the opportunity to inquire more and learn more about martial arts information. This kind of information will not be available on the market, nor in the Tianlao. Qi Wuxiu can only be exposed to this because he works for Jinyiwei. "Maybe, maybe not. The noble families are very low-key in this regard and don't want to attract the attention of the court. If a noble family has a master, His Majesty will definitely be restless and will definitely take action." "How many masters are there in the court?"
