Chapter 260: Suddenly discovered the capital is very dangerous

Chen Guanlou chose six bolts of cloth in one go: two bolts of silk, three bolts of fine cotton, and one bolt of linen.

He planned to give two bolts to his eldest sister and use the rest to make clothes for himself.

With too many "vests" (identities), he must prepare more sets of clothes, and they must be of different materials. But they cannot be rare new-style fabrics that can be traced to the source upon investigation.

"Does Chen Tou have a familiar embroiderer? If not, our cloth shop has ready-made embroiderers, all of whom are experienced and have been in the industry for many years."

"Fine, I'll make the clothes here. It's right across the street, convenient."

Mrs. Qu pursed her lips and smiled, took the ruler from the maid, stepped forward two steps, and personally measured his dimensions.

The two were very close, their clothes almost touching.

A faint orchid fragrance wafted from Mrs. Qu's body.

Chen Guanlou looked at the other party with the corner of his eye; she couldn't be over twenty-five. Looking at her hands, her family background should have been good since childhood, and she hadn't done rough work. Her neck was slender and fair, and her earlobes were slightly flushed—she was shy.

Slightly bowing her head, the loose hair at her temples hung down, outlining a picture of a beauty.

This scene was as beautiful as a painting.

Chen Guanlou took a deep breath; the elegant orchid fragrance wasn't intoxicating, but he was about to be drunk.

"Oh!"

Her left foot tripped over her right foot, and Mrs. Qu almost tripped herself. Chen Guanlou took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist. Even though she was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, he could still measure that her waist was slender, but not flat—thin yet with flesh, truly top-grade.

Mrs. Qu's breathing became urgent, her hands pushed him away, and her cheeks were both red and white. She said softly, "Thank you, Chen Tou, you can let go now."

Chen Guanlou let go of the other party with some reluctance and even lowered his head to smell his fingertips. It seemed that a trace of lingering fragrance remained on his fingertips.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Qu's face turned as red as a cooked shrimp. She handed the ruler to the maid and said, "Suddenly remembered there's a pot of soup stewing in the kitchen. Excuse me!" She ran away in a panic.

Little maid:...

Chen Guanlou:...

He returned home with some melancholy.

Liu Wan Shi, Liu Shi, Pan Niangzi, Mrs. Qu—faces that were either beautiful, delicate, charming, or dignified flashed before his eyes one by one.

Testing his bottom line?

Damn it!

Might as well practice martial arts!

In the middle of the night, he yawned and rolled out of bed.

Walking out of the bedroom door, he indeed saw Qi Wuxiu, who was lying on the wall and about to climb over.

He waved his hand, which counted as a greeting. He carried a pot of hot water into the study.

Qi Wuxiu, being familiar, also followed into the study and poured tea for himself.

"Why do you always like to come in the middle of the night? Don't you sleep?"

"Just finished an errand, stopped by to see you on the way." Qi Wuxiu appeared righteous. Seeing snacks in the basket, he didn't even ask and just picked them up and ate.

"I knew you had food here."

"Are the Embroidered Uniform Guards very busy lately? Dongzhou has been ruined by you all; I thought you'd have nothing to do next."

"Eh, I don't acknowledge that. What do you mean Dongzhou was ruined by us? It was clearly the cult bandits."

"Whatever. What exactly happened, everyone has a ledger in their hearts." Chen Guanlou couldn't be bothered to argue with him.

Qi Wuxiu was actually quite helpless. "I didn't expect Dongzhou to be so miserable."

Chen Guanlou silently rolled his eyes. As the Son of Heaven's hunting dogs, every time they go on a mission, they should know that countless people will have their families ruined because of them. Once the scope of the strike is expanded, the common people of the entire region will suffer. This is the power of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the power of the Son of Heaven.

Seeing that the other party was depressed and lacked spirit, he was very curious. "What happened again?"

"Nothing major. A 'dragon crossing the river' recently appeared in the capital. His martial arts style is said to be very strange; he only used one move to escape from a Ninth-Rank warrior and has disappeared without a trace. We Embroidered Uniform Guards have been ordered to investigate this person, digging three feet into the ground to find him."

What the hell?

Chen Guanlou's heart was in turmoil.

If he wasn't mistaken, the "dragon crossing the river" in Qi Wuxiu's mouth was himself?

He really wasn't narcissistic.

Except for the "dragon crossing the river" part not being quite right, using one move to escape from a Ninth-Rank warrior—this was exactly what happened the day before yesterday.

It's just...

That Ninth-Rank warrior was in the same group as the person who kidnapped the Grand Tutor.

Why would it involve the Embroidered Uniform Guard?

Could it be that the person who kidnapped the Grand Tutor was actually...

He didn't dare to think deeply, but he had to think deeply.

He pretended to be curious and asked, "What does this have to do with you Embroidered Uniform Guards? You don't monitor the officials, but instead look for a 'dragon crossing the river'—do you know this is a waste of court resources? Could it be that the Ninth-Rank warrior you mentioned is a member of your Embroidered Uniform Guard? Lost face, so you want to find it back?"

Qi Wuxiu drank tea and ate cookies. "I don't know the specific situation either. Anyway, the higher-ups ordered us to find a strange warrior with strength around the Seventh Rank."

Chen Guanlou's heart jumped. "Seventh Rank? Are you sure it's Seventh Rank?"

He actually has Seventh-Rank strength? He's rising too fast.

"The higher-ups definitely won't be wrong."

"A Seventh-Rank escaping from a Ninth-Rank with only one move. You're blowing this cow too exaggeratedly." Chen Guanlou made a disdainful expression, convinced the other party was spouting nonsense.

Qi Wuxiu spread his hands. "I don't believe it either. But the higher-ups did indeed order it this way. And this information was provided by a Ninth-Rank warrior, so it definitely won't be fake."

Chen Guanlou pressed his violently beating heart and continued to fish for information. "Do you have any doubts at all? That Ninth-Rank warrior—could it be that you know him?"

"I know the other party, but the other party doesn't know me. I only saw him from afar once; I heard he came out of the palace."

Chen Guanlou was so nervous his heart was about to jump out.

Sure enough!

Someone coming out of the palace is either a eunuch or a guard. A eunuch is more likely, because he clearly felt that the Ninth-Rank warrior seemed to lack some combat experience. If he had encountered an experienced Ninth-Rank warrior the day before yesterday, he would never have been able to escape alive by relying on a feint and excellent light-body technique.

Thank goodness!

Big life, big fortune!

He suppressed his inner excitement and sighed, "The palace is truly full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!"

"The palace has more than just Ninth-Rank warriors; it is said there are even Grandmasters sitting in town, but I've only heard of it."

"You, a Third-Rank warrior, going to catch a Seventh-Rank warrior—aren't you afraid of death?" Chen Guanlou teased.

"We have many people and great power. Once we find that 'dragon crossing the river,' it won't take long for everyone to arrive. Ants can bite an elephant to death. Besides, it's not like we Embroidered Uniform Guards don't have top-tier warriors; a mere Seventh Rank is easy to capture."

Chen Guanlou:...

Suddenly felt he was in great danger.

Worthy of being the capital, full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

"I used to think high-rank warriors were very rare. Hearing you say that, it feels like they are everywhere."

Qi Wuxiu laughed. "Actually, your feeling is not wrong; high-rank warriors are indeed very rare. The few high-rank warriors are all absorbed by the court; there are basically none among the common people."

"What about sects? What about noble families? Could it be they don't have them either?"

"They have them, but very few. However, I know of a few sects that have Grandmasters sitting in town."

"Noble families don't have Grandmasters?" With such a good opportunity, Chen Guanlou naturally wanted to take the chance to ask more and learn more about martial arts information. This type of information wouldn't be on the market, and wouldn't be in the Heavenly Prison; it was only because Qi Wuxiu worked for the Embroidered Uniform Guard that he could come into contact with it.

"Maybe they have them, maybe they don't. Noble families are very low-key in this regard, not wanting to attract the court's attention. If a certain noble family produced a Grandmaster, His Majesty would definitely be restless and would definitely take action."

"How many Grandmasters does the court have?" ===== CHAPTER 261 =====