Fu Qianqiu was no longer having a drink by the window. Another subordinate saw the man being kidnapped from a distance and rushed back. Just in case, he quickly changed places.
"This gang of beggars is really capable. They hid near Prince Ping's Mansion. They were afraid of something happening inside, so they responded. It's a pity that they ruined my seventh brother."
Fu Qianqiu's tone was calm, which was an understatement.
When he came to Xiangyang, he had a very heavy task. He certainly didn't understand the strategic significance of Xiangyang, but it was hard to disobey orders and he had to achieve something. Before leaving, Prince Jing and Liu Shaonan summoned him together, asking him to quickly establish a foothold in Xiangyang and wait for opportunities to spy on Prince Ping's palace. As for manpower, money and food, they will try their best to be satisfied.
After a period of gathering, there were currently twenty or thirty Xingyue Dao disciples in Xiangyang. Including the dozen or so people he brought, the total number was only forty or so, and their strength was still relatively weak. Mainly, there are not many good players.
As for Prince Ping, he has never been interested in Xingyue Dao. In view of the matter of King Cheng, he basically took a resolute attitude towards Xingyue Dao. Therefore, over the years, Xingyue Dao's life in Xiangyang has been no better than in Jiangnan. The real thing is like a mouse, hiding here and there.
"Well, we've just been keeping it quiet recently. We're weak and can't openly confront the Beggar Clan or Prince Ping's Mansion. When Gui Yunzheng came to Xiangyang and entered Prince Ping's Mansion, I'm afraid it won't do anything good, but this matter is We need to find out as soon as possible!”
"promise!"
The subordinate quickly agreed.
"What the hell is this job!"
Fu Qianqiu felt a little bad for the first time. How could he be such a coward when he was in Zhongzhou?
To be honest, he really didn't expect that Prince Jing would eventually attack Taoist Master Xingyue. Moreover, it really paid off. As he had already chosen a side, he naturally had to follow Liu Shaonan.
Today's Loyalty Alliance has become much weaker than it was during Xingyue Dao. Taoist Master Xingyue has not shown up since the martial arts conference. The court searched for him in many ways, but to no avail. But he still has some die-hard followers who are following him, and he might make a comeback that day.
Thinking of this comeback, Fu Qianqiu couldn't help but feel a little bit of fear, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet.
Besides, Lin Zhijing defeated Qing Wu, and the master didn't dare to do anything wrong again.
Prince Ping's face was full of joy, he laughed and stepped forward, supporting Lin Zhijing with one hand and Xu Lang with the other. He looked more and more joyful like this.
"Haha, the two heroes are indeed heroes! Come on, let's serve some food and wine. I want to have a drink with you all!"
It should be said that this is a rare heroic spirit from Prince Ping. At his age, he is already a sophisticated person. Whether it was a pretense or genuine arrogance, it made him look somewhat heroic.
Lin Zhijing and Xu Lang could only smile in response. This was a show, and they had to do it all.
As for the security issue, it seems that it is nothing to worry about now.
Gui Yunzheng thought to himself, now that he's here, let's take care of him and let's see what other tricks he comes up with. From the looks of it, it shouldn't be detrimental to us.
Not long after, in the somewhat luxurious banquet hall, Prince Ping sat in the middle, the master, Wan Feitong and his son, Qing Qing, Wuming sat on both sides of Prince Ping, while Gui Yunzheng, Lin Zhijing and other five people sat opposite.
The table is large, there are many dishes, and the wine is a multi-year-old daughter's red.
"Come on, heroes, I will toast you all first!"
King Ping stood up first, holding a golden bottle.
This gesture made everyone dare not neglect him. After all, he is a prince and has a distinguished status. It is a huge honor to stand up and toast.
Gui Yunzheng and others also stood up one after another, each holding a cup in respect.
But when he saw that King Ping raised his head, the bottle was already dry, and he smiled slightly when he looked at Gui Yunzheng, which seemed to have deep meaning.
