Chapter 850: The Secret Network on the Star-Picking Pavilion

At the same time, outside Yin Jingyi's courtyard, the night was as dark as ink and the moonlight was dim. A beggar dressed in tattered clothes and with a spider tattoo on his body was lurking quietly in the dark.

He lowered his head slightly, and the tattered brim of his hat covered most of his face, leaving only a pair of dark eyes exposed.

This beggar is no ordinary beggar, but a spy planted by Luowang in Qiandu. He is good at hiding his body, mingling in the market and collecting intelligence.

He gently sniffed the faint fragrance in the air, which was wafting from the courtyard, carrying a hint of gentleness and tranquility, an atmosphere that was incompatible with his identity.

"Is this Yin Jingyi's confidante? She picked a good place for a tryst."

A dark light flashed in the beggar's eyes, and he muttered to himself.

Then, he pretended to turn around casually, blended into the night, and walked briskly towards a high ground.

On the high ground, there is a restaurant that is famous in Qiandu - "Zhaixing Pavilion".

The Zhaixing Pavilion towers into the clouds. Its name comes from the meaning of "you can pick stars with your hands". It is the place where the dignitaries in the capital of Daqian feast, have fun, discuss poetry and philosophy.

The pavilions are towering, with flying eaves and pointed corners, and are magnificent. When night falls, the lights are brightly lit, like the brightest stars in the night sky, attracting heroes and literati from all over the world to compete to climb up.

Here, stories of people spending huge sums of money just to make a beautiful woman smile are common, and Zhaixing Pavilion has thus become the birthplace of romantic affairs in Qiandu.

The beggar came to the Star-Picking Pavilion, looked up, and could not help but secretly admire the grandeur of the restaurant.

He walked around the crowd nimbly, climbed up the hidden stairs, and finally came to a private room with luxurious decoration.

Gently pushing open the door, I saw the flickering candlelight in the room. A man in a black and blue robe with a sinister face was sitting at the table, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, his inverted triangle eyes were extremely vicious.

This person is Lan Dushou, the leader of the entire Qianzhou Luowang intelligence organization.

Luowang's spies have always been known for their professionalism and ability to hide. Like ghosts in the night, they silently shuttle through every corner of the Daqian Dynasty, collecting intelligence and planning conspiracies.

And Lan Dushou is the best among them. Every one of his Luowang spies has been strictly screened and trained. They are not only skilled in martial arts, but also good at disguise and concealment.

At this moment, the beggar with the spider tattoo quietly walked into the private room, knelt on one knee and saluted Lan Dushou.

"Dust Spider, you are finally here, how is the matter going?"

Lan Dushou looked up at him, a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but there was a hint of coldness in his smile.

"Your Excellency, Yin Jingyi has entered the villa as usual and met with Cong Suxin. I have carefully observed the surroundings and found nothing unusual."

The beggar, the snipe codenamed "Dust Spider", bowed respectfully and reported in a low voice.

Lan Dushou nodded, a gleam of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

He stood up, walked to the window, looked out at the dimly lit night scene of Qiandu, and secretly thought about his next plan in his mind.

"Very good, Dust Spider, your concealment skills have become more and more advanced. Even I almost didn't notice your trace."

He praised, then changed the subject.

"However, the next task is the key."

As he spoke, he turned around and looked at the other corner of the private room, where three young men in gorgeous clothes were drinking and playing rock-paper-scissors with a group of royal relatives and aristocratic dandies. There was constant laughter and the smell of alcohol was overwhelming.

"Did you see those people? They are descendants of the royal Si family, and one of them has been controlled by us." "Your mission is to help him guide this group of playboys to Yin Jingyi and Cong Suxin's villa. The next good show depends on them."

When Dust Spider heard this, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

As spies of Luowang, their independent thinking had long been greatly weakened by Zhao Gao, Lan Dushou and others. This kind of thing was one of the few times they could enjoy the pleasure of controlling everything in secret.

"Don't worry, sir. I will definitely fulfill my mission."

Dust Spider bowed his head respectfully, then disappeared into the night, sneaking in the direction of the group of playboys.

"Yin Jingyi, Yin Jingyi, the violence and dissatisfaction in your heart will eventually become a sharp weapon for Luowang to overthrow the Daqian Dynasty."

"It all depends on how you respond next!"

At this time, in the private room of the Zhaixing Pavilion, Lan Dushou sat back in his seat with a smile, picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and he was secretly calculating in his heart.

On the other side, the Dust Spider had quietly approached the group of Si family members.

He disguised himself as an ordinary bartender, carrying a tray with several jugs of fine wine on it, and walked towards them pretending to stagger.

"Gentlemen, this is the fine wine specially brewed by our store. Please enjoy it."

He raised his voice deliberately to attract everyone's attention.

"Haha, bartender, you're here just in time. We were just worried about running out of wine! Come on, brothers, let's keep drinking!"

One of the Si family members, who was the one controlled by Luo Wang, immediately stood up upon seeing this, took the tray with pretended enthusiasm, and laughed loudly.

Under the cover of alcohol and laughter, Spider quietly exchanged glances with the controlled Si family member, and everything was said without words.

Then he quietly withdrew, and the young man from the Si family began to guide the topic intentionally or unintentionally, mentioning a mysterious villa in the south of the city. It was said that there lived a stunningly beautiful woman there, which aroused everyone's curiosity.

"Brothers, have you ever heard that there is an extremely elegant villa in the city, where a beautiful lady lives. She is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is also extremely beautiful."

"I don't know which fat pig secretly hid this beautiful woman in the golden house, but this is specially prepared for us brothers!"

"Why don't we go and find out, maybe we can have a beautiful encounter!"

Looking at the people who were already looking expectant, he suggested casually.

There is actually nothing wrong with what he said. In this Qiandu, unless she is clearly the wife designated by the new emperor of Daqian.

Otherwise, with their status as royal children and their network of relationships with the royal relatives and disciples of various dukes, there would be no one they could not afford to offend.

Even the princes would not necessarily turn against them just for a wild woman hiding in disguise.

Therefore, in their subconscious, there is really no woman in Qiandu that they cannot touch.

Well. They are mainly immobile beings. With their intricate web of relationships behind them, they basically know each other.

Since they don’t know each other, they can afford to offend them!

Therefore, at this moment, the words of the Si family disciple immediately aroused everyone's interest.

(End of this chapter)