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"Brother, let's..."

Li Juan and others all looked at the boss.

"First send someone to contact Yibo Tower! But who is more suitable to send? You and I have no connections in the world."

Li Yuan started to think about it.

There are warriors in their five-man mansion, but these warriors have been out of touch with the world after living in the palace for a long time. Besides... the current Yibo Tower is really not accessible to ordinary warriors.

"Brother, there really is someone who can do it!"

At this time, Li Juan said hurriedly.

"who?"

"The third son in the seventh brother's house, Li Mo!"

"Li Mo?"

Li Yuan and others couldn't help but look puzzled. They really had no impression of this nephew.

"He worked at Yibo Tower before he came to the Western Capital. Although he is now a scribe, as long as he goes back... he should still be able to talk to the owner of Yibo Tower."

Li Juan spoke eloquently.

It is said that since he learned about the rise of Yibo Building in the world, he started to investigate the details of Yibo Building. Unexpectedly, he found a treasure in this investigation, which was his nephew.

"Became a scribe? Has Lao Qi's family become an official?"

The second child couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Well, Li Mo wrote a manuscript, which was valued by the harem, and Li Mo is now the third son-in-law of the Minister of Rites."

"The son-in-law of Zhou Yuan, the Minister of Rites?"

"It's a long story. Originally, Lao Qi had an engagement with Zhou Yuan's family. Later, Li Mo went to Dongdu on his own to make a living, and the engagement fell through. Zhou Yuan originally wanted to marry his daughter to the prime minister's house, but it didn't work out.

After the Prime Minister's Mansion paid the betrothal gift, the Prime Minister's Mansion's son broke his leg while looking for flowers and willows... Yang Guozhong then found a quack magician.

The warlock lied that the reason why Yang Zan broke his leg was because Zhou Yuan's three daughters were destined to be defeated by his husband.

This in disguise promoted the marriage between Li Mo and the three daughters of the Zhou family."

"It turns out that Li Mo's luck is really good."

Li Yuan nodded slightly.

Of course, what he cared about was not that Li Mo was the son-in-law of the Minister of Rites, but his status in Yibolou.

Let alone the son-in-law of the Minister of Rites, even the five kings of the Li family, the Minister of Rites, would not take him seriously.

As for Kefu’s fate?

What does it have to do with them? Li Mo is now on his own. It's Li Mo's business.

"If that's the case, then go find Li Mo and give him some benefits! Although he is from my Li family, he hasn't moved around for so many years, so he is inevitably unfamiliar. Next, we have to rely on him to contact Xue Song."

"The seventh birthday party will be held soon, and I will be able to meet Li Mo then."

"Okay! You guys remember, after meeting Li Mo, you must not use your status to pressure others."

"Don't worry, brother, we still know this. After all, Li Mo is from Yibo Building."

"Um!"

.......

The moon sets, the sun rises,

The next day, Li Mo left Zhou Mansion early and secretly found Zhao Hai in an inn.

"My lord, do you have something to give me?"

Zhao Hai said hurriedly.

It is said that after he sent the copy of Dream of Red Mansions to the Ministry of Etiquette a few days ago, it was really boring to stay in the inn every day waiting for news.

"Well, find someone to send this manuscript back to Yuntianzhuang and let Cheng Yiran start typesetting!"

Li Mo nodded and took out a green cloth package from his arms.

After a few days of busy work, "The Romance of the Gods" is finally finished. It's time for Yuntianzhuang to release new books, otherwise they will lose their income once the market for "Journey to the West" is saturated.

"Yes, my lord!"

Zhao Hai took the package and nodded heavily.

"By the way, lord, there is one more thing..."

Just when the two chatted for a while and Li Mo was about to turn around and leave, Zhao Hai said again.

"What's wrong?"

"Lord, late yesterday, I heard that some people in the inn were spreading news about our Yibo Building! My subordinates are worried..."

A trace of worry flashed across Zhao Hai's face.

Nowadays, these people in the world have spread the word about Yibo Building as something magical, but he knows the details of Yibo Building. Qinglian layman Li Taibai is not a member of Yibo Building yet.

Once the truth is exposed, it will be a devastating blow to Yibo Tower.

"Don't worry about Yibo Tower, I have my own idea! But you... you need to prepare in advance. Once you become a clerk, you must establish good relations with all parties and strive for early promotion. Officials can do their best.

The bigger the better. If you need money, just contact Zhu Cang secretly."

Waving his hand, Li Mo warned.

He knew what Zhao Hai was worried about. In fact, since the brewing bet, Li Taibai could be said to be a member of Yibo House. There was no doubt about this.

On the contrary, Zhao Hai needs to take care of it in many ways.

Only in this way can we help in the court, otherwise... a clerk really can't do much.

"Yes, my lord. I know my mistake!"

Zhao Hai took a deep breath, he already understood what his lord meant.

.......

Time flies and it’s been five days in a blink of an eye.

In the past five days, Qingfeng Casino's business has become increasingly popular. The entire Chang'an City knows that there is a super fun game here, and the people queuing up to buy tickets almost extend from the East Market to the West Market.

On the highest day, Qingfeng Gambling House actually made as much as five thousand taels.

In order to expand the scale, Zhu Cang not only bought 20 slaves from the market, but also bought several nearby shops and started selling accounts at the same time.

Unknowingly, Qingfeng Gambling House has become the largest gambling house in Chang'an City in a short period of time.

By the way, on the second day, many gambling houses imitated Qingfeng Gambling House, and as a result... the losses were terrible.

As long as a master martial artist appears, those small balls will be out of control at all, and big prizes will appear frequently. After several attempts, no other gambling house dares to try it again. Double-color balls and fast three have become the exclusive business of Qingfeng Gambling House.

"How many hits did you get today?"

It has also become the first thing that many people in Chang'an City ask after meeting.

in this way,

Qingfeng Gambling House, like Yibo House, has attracted the attention of all walks of life.

To the east of Chang'an City, in a manor covering an area of ​​1,000 acres, King Qin Guang of the Tianyin Sect, Qin Liu, was kneeling on one knee in front of an imposing old man in splendid attire, carefully reporting something.

"You mean there are top players in Qingfeng Gambling House?"

After a long time, the old man turned around and said in a deep voice.

This old man is none other than the leader of the Tianyin Sect, one of the top five masters in the world, and the younger brother of the then Prime Minister Yang Guozhong, named Yang Guoxiao.

"Reporting to the Leader of Qi, my subordinates wanted to take down the Qingfeng Gambling House in one fell swoop earlier. However, they were locked by a strong aura as soon as they entered the gambling house. In desperation, they had to withdraw!"

Qin Liu's face was solemn.

It is said that he went to Qingfeng Casino alone the next day.

I originally thought that Qingfeng Gambling House was just a small workshop, but I didn't expect that the moment I stepped through the door, I felt something strange inside.

He was so frightened that he immediately retreated and did not dare to go in again.

"It can force you back with force. There is at least one mid-eighth grade or above warrior inside. It seems that this Qingfeng Gambling House is not simple."

Yang Guoxiao's momentum rose.

"To report to the leader, my subordinates thought the same way and ordered people to investigate in secret, but..."

After a pause, Qin Liu whispered.