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Despite the viscount's guarantee, Hailian didn't rush directly to the door. Early the next morning, he sent a few people to investigate nearby the location, and he, Fang Tinglan and his subordinates went to the Gobei United Chamber of Commerce. .
The people here control nearly half of the commercial routes in the four wastelands, and they are all old foxes who have become spirits. Even when Jiumeng City was most turbulent, no one dared to invade this place. From the front, Tinglan had to put up all kinds of energy when cooperating with them, but now when they see this young man from Dongzhou introduced by Fang Tinglan, they know that this young man who was once favored by the Tisu nobles need not mention anything. The contemptuous baronet is no longer what he used to be.
Now that he knew it well, and there was Mr. Zhenhai sitting on the spot, everyone chatted and laughed, and the contracts were signed. Although Fang Tinglan had mentioned something to him before coming, Hailian looked at the amount on the paper. , A sip of wine was still in his throat for a long time and he couldn't swallow it.
After leaving the Chamber of Commerce, the time has gradually turned into the evening, and the subordinates still have other work to do. Hailian and the two went to the dirty doctor again—his shoulder injury has basically healed, but Kunji, Haiyu and the others Don't worry, I have to ask him to confirm again.
Hai Lian put on his shirt, and listened to the doctor next to him sigh: "Young people have good physique, as long as you can move, you'll be fine!" The other party said, "But it's better not to fight with others, because it hurts such a handsome man. Your face is a trivial matter, I don't want to see you on the corpse table one day."
The young man smiled back indifferently. His body was covered with old and new scars, and he didn't care that there was another dark seal on his shoulder. He walked to the door, suddenly remembered something, turned around and said: "By the way, I heard from Xiaoyu that your daughter still lacks a wedding dress."
After finishing speaking, a gold coin popped out between the baron's fingers.
Fang Tinglan was standing outside the door, and he naturally heard what the kid said just now. He handed over the coat in his arm: "You are always so generous with outsiders."
"Why does this sound so sour?"
"Because you are always stingy with me." Fang Tinglan's ending sound made a bend at the corner of his lips, "Not only stingy, but also withholding."
These words are not only sour, but also bitter, "What do you mean?"
"Yesterday, the old lady said that she once asked you to send me special products," Fang Tinglan asked, "Where are the things?"
"Eat." Hailian gritted his teeth, "Why, you want to ask me for it? Then we just settle the score."
"Don't dare, my things are yours." Fang Tinglan quickly surrendered, and changed the subject politely, "I'm quite surprised that you didn't go directly to Chenming Palace today."
A button on the chest was frayed to the point where only a silk rope was left, and it was shaky with the footsteps. Seeing the trouble, Hai Lian simply tore it off and threw it into his pocket, "Walking in Jiumeng City, like sailing on a boat There is no difference in Yunhai - if you want to join a ship, you have to make a semaphore first to confirm whether the other side is on the same side as you, so that you will not have a chance to hide when the shells from the other side come. Besides, I also want to wait for Falu The reply from Ke and Long Rong... Counting the time, the second letter is almost here."
The first letter had been sent to the tavern the day after he found Erika. Faluco was concise and said that Duke Signefar was more enlightened than he expected, but also stricter than he expected.
—In short, if Jiumeng can be regained, I believe it will be a huge change to Tisu's ancient system.
Although Fang Tinglan didn't read the contents of the letter, he could figure out the progress there with the things in his hands. He smiled and sighed: "It seems that the captain already knows what to do. The sails are set."
"One reason, be cautious when the weather is calm, and be bold when there is lightning and thunder." Hai Lian replied casually.
The streets of Anwana District are criss-crossed. From Xibuiya Lane to Old Yanpiu Street, you just pass the Pearl Tavern, and then turn left, which is Hailian's former home.
Even though he has lived here for three years, Hailian doesn't miss it. There are a few fewer coal lamps along this old street than in the past. The dilapidated house on the roof has long since changed tenants. Mrs. Golden Bell Flower and her brothel are still there, and her voice can be heard from a very long distance. sharp laughter. Not knowing how Ya Li and that little guard are doing recently, Hai Lian suddenly stopped in his tracks as he thought about something, his lips moved slightly, "Are you leaving tomorrow?"
He said this very softly, Fang Tinglan was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded, "Well, tomorrow morning, I will return to Chijin directly from Hongliu Port." He looked at Hailian and frowned slightly, "Why do you ask again?" once?"
"I mean, since you're leaving tomorrow, you might as well finish everything today." Hailian looked at him, "What else do you want to tell me?"
"Of course." Fang Tinglan also stopped, "The real purpose of the attack should be realized soon. It is not safe for the Viscount and his wife to stay in the city. It is best to arrange for someone to let them leave Jiumeng .”
"You don't need to remind me, I have already sent them away from Jiumeng, and they should be on the boat by now. What else?"
Fang Tinglan thought for a while: "My secret stake in Jiumeng City will send information regularly. You can ask the tavern owner for the content, but if you want to find out who is there, it depends on your ability."
"I know these too," Hailian continued, "What else?"
"Uh..." Master Fang was a little embarrassed, "I plan to wait for the rest of the arrangements when I come back—"
Before he could finish his sentence, Hai Lian grabbed his arm forcefully, and with a face full of anger, he suddenly pushed in, gritting his teeth every word, "Fang Tinglan, I found out that you can really put on a show."
After that, he pulled Fang Tinglan to turn around.
The two started to run. Lights flicked past themselves like light belts, assassins' daggers slept in their sheaths, jewels on politicians' waists jingled. They walked briskly down this lust-ridden street, just like any other couple who had been secretly having sex. The leather boots stepped on the puddles of gravel, and the gray-black water stains splashed all over the trousers, but no one had the energy to notice these.
Stop Mrs. Golden Bellflower's big red mouth with a gold coin, and press the heel of her boot against the door. Every time the two people's love and lust come in a mess, not at all as romantic and charming as Zhen Haigong planned, Fang Tinglan was pushed down on the seat by Hailian, the man looked up at him, and wanted to speak helplessly, " ocean… "
The remaining syllable was completely blocked by Hailian. The baron's kiss was rude, overbearing, and took all the initiative, almost swallowing Fang Tinglan's breath. He straddled Fang Tinglan's lap, and fumbled eagerly for the buttons on the man's belt with trembling fingers, "Don't talk, I'll be fucking angry when I hear you talking, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll kill you immediately!" about you."
The hotness spread from the palm of his hand without any rules, almost boiling his blood, Fang Tinglan took a breath, and clasped Hailian's wrist. The fingertips slid inch by inch along the protruding blue veins on the back of the thin hand, until they overlapped with each other's fingers.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense," Fang Tinglan's voice was low and hoarse, with a moist temperature, "I really want to fuck you, Shang Hailian."
The sound of the tide came up.
The next day, it was bright outside the window, and Fang Tinglan had already got up and put on his outer clothes. He turned his head and looked at Hai Lian who was still lying on the bed: "I have to go."
"Get out of here." Hailian yawned, waved his hand at him to drive away the guests.
"You really don't want to go to Hongliu Port to see me off?"
"... it was delivered yesterday," the baron muttered.
Fang Tinglan laughed out loud, "Besides the things I told you before, there is one more important thing I didn't tell you yesterday. I know you are strong enough, but I also hope that you will be careful during this voyage." Be careful."
He never believed in ghosts and gods, but at this moment, he hoped that no matter whether it was the gods of the southern kingdom or the Taiyi of Dongzhou, they could exert some divine power and blessings.
Finally, he leaned over and kissed Hailian's eyelashes on the left and right.
"The sailors of Sixteen Islands told me," the man chuckled, "so that you'll think of me every time you blink. Good luck, my captain."