When Mr. Xiang and others heard this, they originally dismissed it.
However, as the fragrance wafted out, their noses twitched and their steps naturally stopped.
"How...how does this food taste so delicious?" Mr. Xiang thought to himself, quite unbelievable.
But after all, he is a person in a high position, and it is just a dish. How can he influence his mind?
At that moment, he said resolutely: "Let's go!"
However, when he took a few steps and was about to walk out of Feihong Restaurant, he found that... there was no one behind him!
? ? ?
Mr. Xiang was confused and didn't understand what happened for a while.
Looking back, he saw all the guards gathered in front of the meal, their eyes shining.
Like an old man in his seventies who had never seen a woman in his life, his eyes showed hunger and thirst.
Seeing this scene, Master Xiang felt his mouth twitch.
There was a vague image of the guard armor swearing in his mind, patting his chest and saying: "Gandou cuisine is the best in the world!"
And Guard B looked disdainful when faced with the old man's recommendation.
But, what are you doing now?
How unreasonable! What a bunch of people who don’t keep their word!
A man is born and should keep his word!
If people have no faith, how are they different from pigs and dogs?
In order to stop you from being pigs and dogs, I can only reluctantly wipe out all these Huainan dishes!
Thinking of this, Mr. Xiang turned around and walked towards the dining table.
The back view is like the rustling wind and the cold water. A strong man will never return once he is gone. Really decisive!
…
Time flies and time is hard to come by.
In the blink of an eye, Master Xiang and others had stayed in Huainan for three days.
In the past three days, the group has experienced all the delicious and fun places in Huainan.
Quite a bit like Huainan music, not wanting to do anything.
After all, Huainan is so good. There are Feihongs for eating, Feihongs for treating diseases, and Feihongs for reading books and newspapers.
There are Phenom in every aspect!
As long as you have money, Feihong can let you live a comfortable life like a king.
This feeling was something I had never felt before in Gandu.
However, Mr. Xiang is still Mr. Xiang, the emperor who is determined to be the king of the Great Qian Zhongxing.
Wei Qing is Wei Qing after all, the minister who is determined to leave his name in history.
There are too many things waiting for them to do, and now is not the time to enjoy themselves.
"Master, I've been in Huainan for three days. Isn't it time to meet that Gu Shijun?"
"Yes, it's time to go and meet." The group of people walked out of Huainan Yipin and said as they walked.
"In this case, it's better to go to Gu's Mansion sooner rather than later today." Mr. Xiang gave the order, and naturally no one dared to disobey.
However, this month has its waxing and waning, and people have their joys and sorrows.
Even for him, Mr. Xiang, there are always times when life is unsatisfactory.
Such as now.
After a group of people arrived at the door of Gu's house, they saw Uncle Fu smiling and saying that his young master was not here.
What is Mr. Xiang’s identity?
Ninety-five Supreme!
Others have always waited for him. When had he ever waited for others?
However, he didn't send a message in advance, so it was normal for Gu Beichuan to go out.
What's more, as the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face.
Now Fu Bo smiles in a friendly and apologetic way, giving him no reason to get angry.
When the guards saw this, they immediately became silent.
To be honest, they also wanted to see this Huainan poet.
Look at how long his brain is, how he can come up with so many weird things.
But what can I do if they are not here now? Is it possible to use force to capture the other party?
Stop making trouble. Only when Mr. Xiang is here can you use force against prisoners.
Gu Beichuan was the poet of Huainan and a serious scholar of the Eight Classics. If people were kidnapped indiscriminately, Mr. Xiang would not let them go even if Beichuan killed them.
"How about going to Prince Jing's Mansion?" After seeing Mr. Xiang's embarrassment, Wei Qing suggested after considering it.
But who would have thought that as soon as these words came out, the surrounding area fell silent for an instant, and there was even a slight coldness in Mr. Xiang's eyes.
"Have you contacted Qingfeng?" A calm question with even a calm tone made Wei Qing break into a cold sweat. He immediately knelt down on the ground and said sincerely: "I deserve death for my crime. I dare not Discussing royal matters unreasonably.”
"But Weichen has definitely never contacted Prince Jing before this. Please ask the Holy Master for guidance."
After Wei Qing finished speaking, the scene was surprisingly quiet.
The guards even held their breath, not daring to take a breath. At most, he just slandered in his heart: How dare Prime Minister Wei say this? He is really confused!
The long silence felt like a huge burden, almost weighing Wei Qing out of breath.
Finally, Mr. Xiang spoke.
"Don't kneel down when you go out. If others see you, they might say something."
"Since you said it, let's go see Qingfeng."
"Although this kid is a bit cowardly, he has always been honest and honest."
"I...I haven't seen him for some time." His tone was still as calm as water, but Wei Qing stood up tremblingly as if he had been granted amnesty, his back already dripping with cold sweat.
…
Prince Jing's Mansion.
Gu Beichuan hummed a little tune and walked out of the door leisurely.
Since that trip to the Huaihe River, his relationship with Xiang Zhirou has developed rapidly.
We meet almost every day now, but Xiang Zhirou is a daughter's house after all, so it's not convenient for her to go out.
So more often, it was Gu Beichuan who came to Prince Jing's Mansion.
However, just as he walked out of the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion with a happy face, he bumped into a group of people.
This group of people were dressed in black, had stern gazes, and had knives at their waists.
The leader has such a noble temperament that he is either rich or noble at first glance.
Moreover, the opponent is coming fiercely, so it is better to avoid it temporarily.
Just as Gu Beichuan was about to turn around and leave, he heard a loud shout coming from the opposite side: "Stop!"
"Are you Gu Beichuan, the poet of Huainan?" Mr. Xiang looked at Gu Beichuan carefully, feeling quite surprised that he had found it without any effort.
"I'm not. Your Excellency has recognized the wrong person."
Mr. Xiang was stunned when he heard this, good fellow, do you know that you are deceiving me?
"You dare to quibble, it's you, come on, take it down for me!"
When the guards heard this, their eyes sharpened and they stepped forward quickly.
When Gu Beichuan saw this, his heart skipped a beat and he secretly thought something was wrong. This group of people really came with bad intentions!
The nearest Feihong Medical Center is quite far away from here. What should I do?
The guards drew out their long sheathed knives, their eyes full of murderous intent, and approached step by step.
When Gu Beichuan saw this, he hurriedly shouted: "Ada!"
Then he wiped his nose, made a sparring posture, and shouted loudly: "I'm warning you, I have practiced martial arts, and my strikes are neither light nor heavy."
"If a bad person cripples you, I won't be held responsible!"
Seeing this scene, the originally aggressive guards suddenly stopped and looked shocked.
