With Ye Sheng’s son-in-law, this fat man has actually lived a very comfortable life over the years. Moreover, he does not live in Duke Chen’s mansion, or even in Yonglefang, but in Liushufang. He is idle in the capital on weekdays and occasionally takes care of his own business.

Although he sometimes causes trouble, everyone will not make things difficult for Ye Sheng to see.

Because of his identity and personality, he can get along with him whether it is the lowest level or the highest level of princes and nobles. Over time, he has become one of the most well-informed people in the capital.

To be honest, although Fatty Wu is unreliable in his daily life, Li Xin still has a good impression of him. When Old Man Ye passed away last year, Fatty Wu also knelt in front of the spirit for several days, kowtowed to welcome guests, and was busy all over the place.

Ye Sheng owed his father, so he always treated him as a son, even more doting than his son. When Old Man Ye passed away, Wu Daoxing also regarded Old Man Ye as his father.

Although this fat man is very chaotic on weekdays, he is still not confused about major issues.

Seeing the fat man with a ghost expression, Li Xin hugged his shoulder carelessly and said with a smile: "Brother Wu, don't worry, you have been targeted by the Eighth Prison and the Inner Court, and it's useless to struggle."

Wu Daoxing stared at Li Xin with wide eyes.

After a long time, he sighed helplessly and his whole body drooped.

"Brother Li, I haven't seen enough of this beauty in the capital. I want to live a few more years."

"I can't afford to provoke what you are touching now, and I don't dare to provoke you. Just pretend not to recognize me and treat me as a fart, isn't it all?"

"I've been stuck at home this month and I'm almost bored. It's rare to meet an old acquaintance. How can I not say hello?"

Marquis Jing'an said with a smile: "If Brother Wu is afraid of death, you might as well go to my Marquis' Mansion to live. At present, I'm afraid my Marquis' Mansion is the safest in the capital."

"At least you live in my house, you won't die if I don't die."

Fatty Wu stared at his eyes and said angrily: "How can that be done? I haven't slept enough in the girl from Qinhuai River. What's the difference between going to your house with you and going to the Jingzhao Mansion Prison?"

Li Xin put down his hand holding his shoulder and said calmly: "Then let me follow Brother Wu. I won't force you, go wherever you like."

"But just because I hugged you just now, someone should have invited you for tea in a while."

Li Xin turned around and said with a smile: "And the one who invited you to have tea is probably not as simple as Jingzhao Mansion. Have Brother Wu seen the methods of the Eighth Prison of the Inner Court?"

The Eighth Supervisors in the Neijing did not have judicial power in theory, which means they could not take people or interrogate them. However, if they really had to handle special matters, the Eighth Supervisors in the Neijing could do anything.

Especially the eight magistrates in the inner court are not only eight magistrates, but also the legendary Plum Blossom Guards in the Ninth magistrate!

Fatty Wu has been hanging in the capital for so many years, and his understanding of the real situation of the inner court may not be as good as that of Li Xin, but he has heard about the inner court many times. Hearing this, a gust of cold wind came from behind his head. The fat man was shocked and ran to Li Xin and complained.

"Okay, Li Chang'an, you've walked a good road and you have to come and take a picture of me. Now, after you hit me like this, my crotch is full of shit!"

Li Xin smiled.

"Brother Wu, what have you been doing over the years? Master Ye has mentioned to me that you don't have to be so cautious."

The expression on Fatty Wu's face was calm. He was silent for a moment and spitted on the ground.

"The old man really believes in you and tell you everything."

There is nothing in this world that is completely unreasonable. As the husband of the only daughter of the Ye family, Wu Daoxing, who was the Ye family's only daughter, had a reason to sit back and watch him do something like this.

When Li Xin asked Ye Sheng this question, Old Man Ye hesitated for a moment and said something to Li Xin.

"Daoxing is doing things for the Ye family."

All officials in the capital will have more or less intelligence needs, so let’s not talk about the high-ranking clans. Even the censors of the sixth and seventh rank will have their own informants in the market to help them understand intelligence. As the top general in recent decades, the Ye family naturally needs their own intelligence system.

Of course, because Ye Sheng did not have much awareness, this intelligence system was still relatively rough, and it only stayed at the point where Fatty Wu collected information and sent it back to the Ye family. There was no systematic intelligence network yet.

However, this fat man has been wandering in all walks of the capital for decades, and has also captured some idle men in the capital. In terms of intelligence, he may not be as strong as Shen Gang, and Li Xin's subordinates. However, in terms of intelligence, especially in terms of intelligence, Fat Wu can be said to be the top group of people.

Li Xin smiled and said, "Brother Wu and I will go home?"

Wu Daoxing spitted on the ground again and said cursingly: "You know what I am doing and pull me into the water. Are you not afraid of involving the Ye family?"

Li Xin's face was calm.

"Brother Wu, you're thinking too much. No one in the capital will connect you with the Ye family after what you have done over the years."

The fat man's face froze and he said angrily: "I am also the son-in-law of the Ye family, and I kowtowed to the old man last year."

Marquis Jing'an hugged the fat man and said with a smile: "Brother Wu, there has been no one in my family for this month. I'm going to suffocate myself. Please come home with me and talk to me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the carriage of the Marquis of Jing'an Mansion.

Fatty Wu was hugged by him and couldn't help but follow him onto the carriage of the Marquis of Jing'an Mansion. The one-armed Chen Shiliu was driving.

Chen Shiliu's wife and children all went out of the city with the eldest princess, but he chose to stay and advance and retreat with Li Xin.

After sitting in the carriage, Wu Daoxing looked at Li Xin up and down, and finally shook his head and sighed: "I still remember when I first met Brother Li during the Chengde period, it was almost this time. The wind was cold. Brother Li was wearing a single dress and asked me how to get to the brothel."

Speaking of this, Fatty Wu said quietly: "At that time, I knew that Brother Li would become a great man in the future. I didn't expect that in just ten years, Brother Li, you will reach this point."

Li Xin threw a piece of charcoal into the stove in the carriage and asked with a smile: "Which is it?"

Wu Daoxing sighed and replied, "Old man's degree."

When he heard that Ye Sheng was mentioned, Li Xin was silent and threw a piece of carbon into the stove.

After a long time, Marquis Jing'an exhaled a breath of white breath and said slowly: "I am not as good as Master Ye."

"It's not much worse."

Wu Daoxing glanced at Li Xin and said, "You insisted on taking me home. What are you doing?"

"I want to ask Brother Wu a few questions."

Fatty Wu rolled his eyes: "Then you just need to ask someone to send me a letter. Now, I'm fine, I'm involved in this relationship with you, the plague god. In the future, Hu Qinhuai River will probably not be treated to me."

He sighed and asked, "Tell me, what do you want to ask? For the sake of the old man, I will tell you what I know."

At this time, the carriage was approaching Yonglefang, and Li Xin was sitting in the carriage and shook his head quietly.

"It's not safe here, I'll ask when I get home."

Wu Daoxing rolled his eyes and reached out to burn the fire next to the stove.
Chapter completed!