Before it was time to eat, there were many people in Qiyun Tower.

The first floor is the busiest.

After the meal, many people who had nothing to do stayed and asked for a pot of tea, two or three portions of fruits, and four or five snacks. They drank tea, ate snacks, and set up the Dragon Gate Formation.

We chatted for a long time, and then we ate our next meal here before walking home.

This is the boring life of these rich and idle people.

Chu Zhiyuan and the other two went directly to the second floor. Someone saw the crane-shaped waistband around Chu Zhiyuan's waist, and their expressions changed slightly.

There were many officials who had retired to the Qiyun Tower to drink tea and set up the Longmen Formation in their spare time. They could recognize the brand on his waist at a glance.

Then he knew he was the prince's son.

Even if you don't recognize Chu Zhiyuan, the eldest son of Prince Qing, you know he can't afford to offend him.

Chu Zhiyuan came to a square table by the window.

Zou Fang knew his habits and preferences and stepped forward to open the window.

The bright sunshine and cold air rush in together, and the warmth and coolness are mixed together, which makes people feel refreshed.

Chu Zhiyuan sat down: "Bi Mo."

Guo Chi went to the side to find the shopkeeper, and quickly got pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Zou Fang stood by the window and studied ink against the wall.

Chu Zhiyuan had a leisurely look on his face, looking at the scenery outside as if bored.

There are various shops and stalls on both sides of the street. The white jade-like floor has been swept clean, and most of the boots of the people passing by are clean.

There are always sweepers busy on the street, cleaning over and over again, as if they never stop.

There were also city patrol guards and town warriors mixed in with the crowd.

The people in the crowd looked relaxed, even a little bored, as if they were worried about how to pass the time and have fun.

Chu Zhiyuan admired the beautiful scenery of this prosperous age and felt the prosperity and excitement.

Zou Fang finished grinding the ink and handed a piece of purple hair to Chu Zhiyuan with both hands.

Chu Zhiyuan looked out the window at the street, while his right hand was wandering around and writing two letters.

Zou Fang took the pen with both hands, dried the two letters and folded them into envelopes.

Chu Zhiyuan took a sip of tea and sent a secret message to Guo Chi: "Ask the waiter to deliver a letter, one letter to Huang Shirong, Master Huang, and one letter to Old Feng in the mansion."

"yes."

Guo Chi slid out in a daze.

…

Huang Shirong was walking among the bustling crowd, with two girls in white following her.

The two women, fluttering in white clothes, surged out of invisible strength to squeeze around. They looked at Huang Shirong with ease as a fish, and were filled with envy.

Huang Shirong wore an apricot-yellow blouse, and most of her graceful figure was covered by the blouse. However, her slinky gait could not hide her graceful grace like a willow.

A beautiful girl in white with a round face said: "Senior sister, more and more masters are squeezing into the inner city. Should we limit them in advance?"

Another pretty girl with an oval face and a white dress said: "If you impose restrictions, does that mean you are showing weakness?"

"If you show weakness, show weakness. It's best if nothing happens."

"If you show weakness, I'm afraid something will happen more easily."

"Then we can't just watch as there are more and more of them. Once trouble occurs, it will be a big mess. I don't know how many innocent people will be affected!"

"..."

"Special treatment is given during special periods. It is not restricted all day long. It will be restored after the Dazhen envoy leaves."

"I still have to think about it..."

"Okay." Huang Shirong interrupted the argument between the two women: "These are not things you should worry about. What you have to do is to pay more attention and observe more to see who is there. Are there any arrest documents or patrol orders? Guys sneaking in!"

"Yes." The two girls agreed obediently.

"If you want to silence others, you can only do meritorious service. You can do meritorious service in your current position, rather than relying on the idleness of the higher-ups." Huang Shirong said softly: "Don't look up, look down!"

"Yes, senior sister." The two girls responded obediently.

"You two... it's not my junior sister who is too lazy to say these words!"

"Senior Sister——!" The beautiful girl in white with a round face smiled sweetly: "We know that Senior Sister is kind-hearted and gives careful guidance."

Huang Shirong said: "Think about everything before you say it, Zhenwu Division is not our Baiyun Sword Palace!"

The girl with a pretty oval face smiled and said: "Senior sister, we will say this in front of you. We will never say another word in front of others."

Huang Shirong snorted: "I can't always be by your side. There will always be times when you stand alone."

The eyes of the two women suddenly lit up, and they widened their eyes in surprise: "Senior sister, are you going to be promoted?"

Huang Shirong waved her jade hands.

Just at this time, a young man in gray clothes squeezed out from the crowd, came forward respectfully, bowed and saluted: "Young man, I have met Hall Master Huang."

Huang Shirong stopped and looked at him, and said calmly: "Are you...?"

"The younger one is the waiter at Qiyun Tower, and he is delivering a message to Hall Master Huang on your orders."

He carefully took out the letter from his arms, passed it forward with both hands, and lowered his head, not daring to look at the three girls.

In his eyes, the three women were like fairies standing in the clouds. Looking at them only made him feel ashamed and he did not dare to look further.

The girl with a beautiful round face and white clothes reacted keenly. She stepped forward, copied the letter, looked over it a few times, and asked, "Who is this noble person?"

"The noble man said, you will know when you see the letter."

"Qianqian, show me." Huang Shirong said.

The beautiful round-faced girl Wen Qianqian retreated to Huang Shirong, presented the letter with both hands, and said with a smile: "Who is it, senior sister?"

When Huang Shirong saw the words on the letter, her beautiful face suddenly sank. She looked solemnly at the young man in gray clothes and said in a deep voice: "How is this noble man doing now?"

"The noble man is resting at Qiyun Tower."

"Other than that, who else?"

"...There are only the noble's attendants, and there seems to be no one else."

Huang Shirong nodded, took out the plain paper and glanced at it quickly.

The pretty girl with an oval face took out a small piece of broken silver from her sleeves and gently threw it to the young man in gray clothes: "Thank you, little brother."

The boy caught it skillfully and then looked struggling.

I wanted to give it back, but I was reluctant to give it back. I hesitated and struggled with the conflict, and froze for a moment.

Huang Shirong waved her hands.

The girl with a pretty oval face smiled sweetly and said, "Brother, please go back first."

The young boy took a deep breath, clutched the silver tightly, cupped his fists and bowed deeply again, turned around and got into the crowd.

"Sister, who is it?"

"Junior Sister Wen, you go find Senior Brother Hu Chunlai... Junior Sister Xu, you go find Senior Brother Zheng Lang and ask them to rush to the middle of Xinghua Alley within half an hour to lurk to protect Prince Qing's son... They all know Prince Qing.

Your Majesty, let them listen to His Majesty’s orders.”

"Senior sister..."

"Go quickly!"

"……yes."

The two women had no choice but to clasp their fists and accept the order.

"By the way, you two, don't follow me."

"What about you, senior sister?"

"Across from Xinghua Hutong is Baosheng Tower. Let's meet there."

"Okay!"

The two women turned around and got into the crowd, and the white figures disappeared in the blink of an eye.

…

Chu Zhiyuan finished his meal and stood up slowly: "Let's go."

Most of the dishes on the table were destroyed by Guo Chi.

Zou Fang ate gracefully and quickly, finishing her meal in advance.

The three of them went downstairs and talked as they walked outside.

"Let's take a shortcut to Xinghua Alley. There are too many people and it's noisy."

"Yes." The four palace guards who gathered around said in a deep voice.

They stood in all four directions and pushed through the crowd to make space, allowing Chu Zhiyuan to stroll leisurely, walked forward slowly, and then turned left into an alley.

It is Xinghua Alley.

This Xinghua alley had twists and turns, and it had to be turned several times. When it reached the third turn, Chu Zhiyuan suddenly stopped.

In such a narrow alley, almost only two people can pass side by side, and carriages cannot pass.

There is no way to besiege a place like this.

Zou Fang and Guo Chi guarded Chu Zhiyuan in tandem.

What he could see with his super-sensory vision was that the two masters of the Zhenwu Division had been posted under the walls of the courtyards on both sides of the alley, and they could climb into the alley at any time.

The three middle-aged men who have been following him for a distance of fifty or sixty meters are all masters.

They all had dull expressions and dark faces, obviously wearing masks.

Revenge of the Jade Cauldron Sect?

But they don’t have the Jade Cauldron Sect’s Little Jade Cauldron on them.

Maybe it's to hide your identity.

However, hiding one's identity is not in line with the Jade Cauldron Sect's arrogance.

What's more important is that they don't have murderous intent.

Really weird.

…

Chu Zhiyuan stopped thinking and stopped in his tracks.

Everyone hurriedly followed him and stopped.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Manager Feng."

Feng Xi floated over from the other end of the alley, carrying the cold wind whistling, and arrived in front of Chu Zhiyuan. He clasped his fists with a cold expression: "Your Majesty, are you not too late?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "It's just the right time."

When Feng Xi arrived, he also had three masters on his side, one against each other, which was enough to stop them.

"Mr. Hu, Mr. Zheng, cover it from behind." Chu Zhiyuan said in a loud voice.
Chapter completed!