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After Han Ce came in, he looked left and right.
"Miss Chuchu is waiting for you, Lord Hou!" the old bustard said with a smile.
Han Ce didn't say much, and went directly to Xia Chuchu's room.
"My Lord!"
"There is no need to be polite between you and me!" Han Ce came to Xia Chuchu's room, sat down very casually, and waved his hands so that Xia Chuchu would not be restrained.
"How did you ask?"
Han Ce asked eagerly, the time before the emperor is coming soon. It would be bad if it was delayed.
"Maybe it's God's pity, maybe God has eyes! I asked Qiuzhu this morning, and she said that Caiju had a painting and calligraphy that Lou Shicai gave her in her hand. A few days ago, because her brother's gift was not enough, Caiju bought it. Arrived in the ghost city."
Xia Chuchu slowly explained the matter to Han Ce in detail.
"It seems that God really has eyes!"
Han Ce said.
If you go to the ghost market, it means you have entered the territory of the Yulong Gang, and entering the territory of the Yulong Gang is not in your pocket.
"Can you really get back the tax money, Lord Hou?"
"It depends on the emperor's attitude! You should tell King Jin about this." Han Ce told Xia Chuchu that Xia Chuchu was Xiao Yanlong's pawn in Fengyue Tower.
If he didn't tell Xiao Yanlong after he found out, Han Ce was worried that Xiao Yanlong would take action against Xia Chuchu and his brother.
"Do you really want to tell King Jin?"
"certainly!"
Han Ce nodded.
After Han Ce left Fengyuelou, Xia Chuchu passed the news to Xiao Yanlong.
"Good news for King Jin, news came from Fengyue Tower today that Lou Gaoqu's account books were not burned, but went to the ghost market!" Xiao Yanlong, who was sitting outside the mansion, ran in happily and told Xiao Yanlong.
"Really?"
Xiao Yanlong couldn't believe his ears. He thought the matter would end like this, but he didn't expect that the account book was not in the Lou Mansion.
"It's true. I heard that it was hidden in Lou Gaoqu's favorite calligraphy and painting. Later, Lou Shicai gave the calligraphy and painting to the girl who picked chrysanthemums in Fengyuelou. Caiju sold the calligraphy and paintings to the ghost market because of lack of money!"
Tell Xiao Yanlong the news from Xia Chuchu in detail.
Xiao Yanlong rubbed his fingertips, his eyes showed a bright light, like a beast smelling its prey.
"So, that Caiju who died yesterday was killed and silenced?"
"It should be, the prince and the others have been looking for the account books too!"
"Okay, God help me this time, let's go to the ghost market tonight!" Xiao Yanlong stood up and said, as long as he got the account book, Xiao Yanqi would not be able to get rid of the crime.
Not long after returning to Zhenbeihou Mansion from Fengyue Tower, Lin Nianrou also came back from Xiangguo Mansion.
"How's the situation?"
"Mr. Yan agreed, and the paper will be sold under the name of Guozijian, and the profit will be 37%!" Lin Nianrou told Han Ce what Lin Mingzhang told him.
"Can!"
Han Ce nodded, three to seven is the most appropriate split.
With the guarantee of the Imperial College, no one can compete with them for business, and no one can step in to get a share of the pie.
"I'll take you to a good place tonight!"
Han Ce said to Lin Nianrou.
"Where?"
"Have you ever been to the ghost market?" Han Ce asked, looking at the expression on Lin Nianrou's face, Han Ce knew that Lin Nianrou had never been to the ghost market. After all, the name sounds a little uncomfortable.
Lin Nianrou shook his head.
She had heard of the existence of a ghost market from Lin Nianxiao, but had never been there.
The ghost city she heard has everything in it, all kinds of ghosts and monsters, all kinds of ghosts and ghosts, in short, there are all kinds of things in the ghost city, and none of them are serious things.
"Do you want to go?"
Han Ce continued to ask.
"Um!"
Lin Nianrou nodded. She really wanted to see it, but she was afraid of being alone, so she never had the chance. Now Han Ce said that she would take her to the ghost market, just to see what this so-called ghost market looks like.
"Okay, that's it, I'll take you to the ghost market tonight!"
Han Ce said softly.
When the sun was setting and the sky was still glowing with sunset, Han Ce took Lin Nianrou and the two of them out of Zhenbeihou Mansion.
"Master Hou is here!"
"Alright, let's go back!" After getting off the carriage, Han Ce asked Mu Hanfeng to go back without accompanying him to the ghost market.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine, and you're too much of an eyesore for our husband and wife living together!" Han Ce found a reason to let Mu Hanfeng leave, "This kid doesn't have any eyesight."
Han Ce complained after Mu Hanfeng left.
"Master Hou, where is this place?"
"Mountain God Temple, from here we will take a sedan chair to the ghost market." Han Ce led Lin Nianrou into the mountain gate, and after entering, he found that there were many people besides them.
The mountain temple is about the size of a football field, and everyone is sitting in groups of three or four, and they don't know what they are discussing with each other.
Seeing Han Ce and Lin Nianrou didn't show any strange expressions, as if he was used to seeing everything.
"Are they all?"
"It's all!"
Han Ce nodded. The mountain temple was already a bit dilapidated. In the main hall, there were only altars and broken mud tires, and there were several fallen ghost statues around.
There are also several holes on the roof, and you can see the sky when you look up.
As the sky gradually dimmed, the atmosphere in the mountain temple also became a little weird.
The mountain wind whizzed past in the courtyard, rolling the dead leaves on the ground into the air, and then the leaves drifted down again, undulating, looking extremely weird.
"Are you scared?"
Han Ce held Lin Nianrou's little hand tightly and asked with concern.
"Don't be afraid!"
Lin Nianrou shook his head. Although he said he was not afraid, Han Ce felt that Lin Nianrou's little hand holding his hand increased strength.
The wind blew in through the broken doors and windows, making creaking sounds.
When the sky was completely dark, a fire was lit in the courtyard, and everything became clear under the light of the fire.
The hideous patterns on the walls in the light of the fire seemed to come alive.
The statues of the fallen little ghosts in the main hall also looked very lively, as if they were about to stand up at any time.
"Have we been waiting here?"
Lin Nianrou asked in a low voice.
"That's right! Wait for someone to pick us up." Han Ce replied.
"Pick us up?"
Lin Nianrou didn't expect that someone would come to pick them up when going to the ghost market. She thought they would just walk to the ghost market by themselves.
"Who will pick us up?"
"Girl, is this your first visit to the ghost market?" Hearing Lin Nianrou's question, a middle-aged man beside him said. The man was wearing a brocade gown and a gold ring on his palm. He looked like a rich man.
Lin Nianrou nodded, "That's right!"
"It's no wonder that we need to come to the mountain temple to wait when we go to the ghost market. When the sky gets dark, the ghost messenger from the ghost market will come and pick us up!"
The middle-aged man said with a smile.
Ghost?
Hearing these two words, Lin Nianrou's delicate body trembled slightly, thinking to himself why there are ghosts, don't ghosts exist to seduce people's souls?
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