Fortunately, Yan Yunhe didn't drink at this time, otherwise he would have been choked to death by this shocking "catch".

The wealthy businessmen looked at each other, looked at Yu Qin at the door, and then looked at Yan Yunhe gossiping.

Yan Yunhe immediately changed his expression and revealed an angry look: "I'll give you some face! Don't think that I've pampered you for a while and you can just slap your face! Can you come to a place like this?"

Yu Qin Raising his eyebrows, he didn't expect Yan Yunhe to continue acting. He played a half-hearted and face-saving wealthy businessman vividly.

The gaze of the commander of the Jin Yiwei was really oppressive. He only glanced at everyone in the room, and everyone was sweating from the sight.

Yan Yunhe sighed secretly, Yu Qin's acting skills need to be improved, and the look in his eyes showed that he was not an ordinary person.

He immediately threw the cup in front of Yu Qin, breaking the delicate atmosphere, and looked like he was losing his temper after drinking: "If you want to make a mess, go back. Didn't you see that I am talking about something now?!"

At this time, the man just now said The wealthy businessman in white immediately came out to make peace: "Master Yun, don't get angry, just talk it over."

Others responded one after another. They are all people in the business field, and they are all good people. They all have to be decent, so naturally they can't They will be allowed to make a lot of noise here and attract onlookers.

Yan Yunhe wiped his face and made an embarrassed look: "I'm really sorry, brothers. I'm going back today and I'll treat you to a drink next time."

This time, there was no enthusiasm to persuade Yan Yun He to stay, and Yan Yun He had a sullen face. , followed Yu Qin out of the brothel.

It wasn't until he returned to Tianzi Room No. 1 that Yan Yunhe leaned on the couch and sighed: "If Mr. Yu doesn't become an official anymore, it would be good to be a storyteller. He can make up stories like this."

Yu Qin untied his fur coat. , it was full of the smell of powder, and he didn't like it.

In response to Yan Yunhe's joking words, he only replied: "It's better than Mr. Bu Yan's show."

Although Yan Yunhe was inquiring about information, he actually drank a lot of wine and was suffering from heartburn at this time. He was half-lying After drinking it for a while, he inevitably became drowsy as he drank too much: "I want to eat peach blossom cakes."

Yu Qin was standing in front of the huge bed, thinking about the possibility of renting another room without attracting attention. Hearing Yan Yunhe talking to himself, his eyes moved slightly.

Yan Yunhe was awakened by the waiter's knock on the door. He had not slept so unpreparedly for a long time.

When he heard the knock on the door, he stood up suddenly, his heart pounding, looking at the door with red eyes, subconsciously trying to touch for a knife but in vain.

As consciousness gradually returned, Yan Yunhe realized that this was not a battlefield, he was in Yunzhou, with Yu Qin.

This thought subtly calmed Yan Yunhe's current uneasy mood. He stood up and walked to the door, opened it and said, "What's wrong?"

The waiter was here to deliver hot water. This was what Yu Qin ordered when he came downstairs. An hour ago.

When Yan Yunhe woke up, he found that Yu Qin was not in the room, but he was not curious about where Yu Qin had gone.

The Queen Mother ordered Yu Qin to come here for a purpose. He would not forget their identities just because he and Yu Qin got along well during this period.

Yu Qin had his own things to do, and so did he.

Yan Yunhe opened the window and let out an owl's cry. After a while, a black bird fluttered in front of the window.

His insider was really special. Others used homing pigeons to deliver messages, but she trained a group of crows. But I have to say that crows are really useful and can hide in the night very well.

Yan Yunhe took off the dark mailbox from the crow's feet, took out the note, read it quickly, and then burned the note cleanly.

When he turned around, the crow hadn't left yet, standing by the window and tilting its head to look at him.

Yan Yunhe waved his hand perfunctorily: "Go back to your master and ask for a reward. I don't have any."

He threw it away after using it. The shameless Master Yan even tried to close the window, which made the crows scream in anger and almost pecked the window out. A hole.

Yan Yunhe was amazed, feeling that crows were still not easy to use, too smart, and good at bargaining, but not as diligent as homing pigeons.

Thinking of the content of the letter just now, Yan Yun couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

A month ago, the Tsing Yi Gang killed someone while robbing goods. That person was Zhang Yuan, the brother of the concubine of the county magistrate. On weekdays, he often relies on his relationship with the county magistrate to do whatever he wants in the countryside.

It is said that Zhang Yuan fell in love with a folk girl. After he failed to marry her, he attacked her at night, causing the girl to be so humiliated that she threw herself into a river.

It just so happened that the woman was the girl of a member of the Tsing Yi Gang, and now she stirred up a hornet's nest.

If it was just because of the dead woman, the Tsing Yi Gang would be doing justice for God.

However, the letter said that Zhang Yuan, relying on his relationship with the county magistrate, opened a bodyguard agency in the city and required all wealthy businessmen to deliver goods through him.

There was a time when Zhang Yuan went out early and came back late. He met with the leader of the Tsing Yi Gang and seemed to have grasped the opponent's handle and asked him to give way to his own escort.

So much so that everyone knows that as long as they find Zhang Yuan's escort agency, they will not be harassed by the Tsing Yi Gang.

This is not just hatred, but also interests.

It stands to reason that the magistrate could have indulged the Tsing Yi Gang for such a long time, and presumably collected a lot of money, so he should not have been so embarrassed. However, when the concubine heard that her brother had been killed, she was so sad that she had a miscarriage.

The county magistrate was already short of heirs, and now he had no heirs, so he couldn't help but get furious.

But Yan Yunhe guessed that the escort agency set up by Zhang Yuan should have been a signal from the county magistrate. The money and silk were so attractive that just collecting the donations from the Tsing Yi Gang was no longer enough to satisfy the appetite.

If we can take this opportunity to clear out the Tsing Yi Gang from Yunzhou, the magistrate's family will be the only ones to take over this plate.

But can just a few wealthy businessmen in Yunzhou City have such huge profits to swallow? Or maybe the Tsing Yi Gang has other ulterior secrets.

There were too few clues, and these were just his guesses. The facts still needed to be verified. Yan Yunhe went behind the screen, took off his clothes, and immersed himself in the bucket.

The hot water did not relieve his drunkenness, but made him more drowsy.

The road was full of dust and dust, and he couldn't clean himself properly. Yan Yunhe was actually a person who loved cleanliness. I have to say that Yu Qin asked him to bring him water, which really touched his heart.

It's really like his pillow person, so caring.

Yan Yunhe was lying on the tub, his hair scattered in the water. The hair, which was already somewhat curly, was soaked in water and stuck to the glossy honey-colored skin, like some kind of ancient totem.

When Yu Qin came back, he didn't hear the sound of him taking a shower. It wasn't until he walked around the screen that he saw Yan Yunhe with his back to him.

The muscles visible to the eye have clear and smooth lines. The deep ravine in the middle of the back is filled with water drops, as if it can roll all the way to the waist and gather at the peak of the buttocks with the breathing.

The clear water in the bucket can hardly block any part of the body, and the hair can only cover it a little, but it is concealing it, making people pay more attention to the unblocked parts.

However, what caught Yu Qin's attention was the hideous scars hovering on his body.

Big and small, deep and shallow, all the battle scars on his body were proof that Yan Yunhe had narrowly escaped death.

Yan Yunhe heard the sound of Yu Qin coming in early and knew that the other party had stopped behind him and was looking at him.

He was thick-skinned, so he naturally didn't mind being looked at, but Yu Qin's gaze lingered too long.

Raising his hand to take off the bath towel and covering his lower body, Yanyun Hezhi turned around in the water and said lazily: "Master Yu hasn't come out yet, so you are staring at me so eagerly. I must have misunderstood you. "

There are only a lot more wounds on the front.

There were arrow wounds and cuts, and there was a deep and long scar from the shoulder to the waist and abdomen.

Yu Qin stood still and ignored Yan Yunhe's teasing. He asked, "Yan Yunhe, why do you want to go to the border?"

Be a leisurely and happy Yong'an Marquis, stay in the capital, marry a wife and have children, and live a normal life. Isn’t life good?

Many people have asked Yan Yunhe, but he never expected that one day Yu Qin would also ask.

He raised his eyes and met Yu Qin's eyes.

These eyes seem to have changed from before, but they also seem to have stayed the same.

He had seen Yu Qin's tears, seen the man's pain and embarrassment, and seen him in a desperate situation with no one able to save him.

Yan Yunhe's lips moved slightly, but remained silent for a long time.

After a while, he said hoarsely: "Master Yu, please don't talk about the superficial things."