Cheng Yaojin remained silent, but the word "disbelief" was almost engraved on his forehead.
Even Luo Shixin no longer acted like a goose, but frequently cast strange looks at Xiao Han.
"Okay, okay, I surrender!"
Seeing the looks of these two people, Xiao Han knew that he couldn't hide it, so he sighed helplessly. He happened to see a store with wine flags hanging in front of him, so he pointed there and said: "I'm hungry, let's go.
Go there and sit and talk."
Because he got up too late in the morning and spent a long time walking on the street, it was almost noon and Xiao Han's stomach had already started to growl.
The three of them strode to the restaurant without talking nonsense.
This was also the busiest time of the restaurant, with almost all the tables and chairs occupied by guests. The waiter with a white towel on his shoulders was like a loach in a ditch, constantly weaving in and out among the guests to take care of them.
You don't need to ask to know that a small shop in a county town like this will never have private rooms on the second floor.
Therefore, Xiao Han and Cheng Yaojin found a seat in a corner and sat down. They asked the waiter to serve him a few specialty dishes, asked for a jar of wine, and then let him go.
The restaurant is not big, but the serving speed is not slow, and to Xiao Han's surprise, stir-fry cooking is also started here.
Although the dishes are a bit shoddy and the oil used is wrong, they are much better than those shops outside that either bake or boil them.
Three pots of boiled old wine were brought over. Cheng Yaojin's eyes lit up as he had not touched wine for a long time. He didn't even use the wine bowl brought by the waiter and drank directly from the wine pot.
The sky is huge and the food is the biggest!
As soon as the food was served, Xiao Han and the other two people immediately pounced on their food like a storm!
These days, it's really difficult for these uncles who are living in luxury in Chang'an.
"Xiao Han, what did you mean just now? Why, shouldn't those things be in Shandong? Why are you checking here?"
The meal was almost over and most of the people in the restaurant had left. Cheng Yaojin raised his hand and poured the remaining half of the bottle of wine in front of him into his mouth. He smacked the wine in his mouth and tasted the taste while asking Xiao Han.
road.
"Who told you it was in Shandong?" Xiao Han put down his chopsticks and rolled his eyes at Cheng Yaojin.
"Ah?" Cheng Yaojin was surprised, put down the wine bottle in his hand, and widened his eyes: "That thing is not in Shandong?"
"Nonsense!" Xiao Han wiped his face, then looked left and right, and whispered in a voice that only three people could hear:
"Haven't you ever thought that those things are for use, not just for viewing? Do you think our Crown Prince will put the things in Shandong? Is it possible that he will raise the flag in Shandong then?"
"What's wrong with flag-raising in Shandong? I, a big man from Shandong, can't resist?"
Cheng Yaojin and Luo Shixin were both from Shandong. Hearing what Xiao Han said, they were immediately unhappy, especially Cheng Yaojin. If there weren't so many people around, he would have started shouting by now.
After listening to Cheng Yaojin's words, Xiao Han immediately felt a headache! Is this man's brain filled with muscles? Can't he hear what he really meant?
In fact, no matter which dynasty or generation, in Shandong this place is enough to cause headaches for the superiors.
Tuo Tuo Uprising, Tian Heng Uprising, Red Eyebrow Army Uprising!
Then there were the Huang Chao Uprising, Tang Saier Uprising, Boxer Uprising, etc. that didn't happen in time.
If Liangshan is added to the list, then Shandong, a major rebel, will never be able to take off its hat.
Rubbing his head, Xiao Han said to Cheng Yaojin in pain: "I know you dare to rebel, and you can rebel too! But what are we investigating now? The prince! Let me ask you, if you are the prince, if you want to rebel,
Or would you put your weapons and armor in Shandong, which is thousands of miles away from Chang'an?"
"Then... definitely not." Cheng Yaojin let out a sigh of relief, saying that he seemed to understand what Xiao Han wanted to say.
"You mean, he will transport those armors to Chang'an, or near Chang'an?" Cheng Yaojin asked in surprise as he drew a circle on the table with a little water.
Xiao Han nodded and stretched out his hand in the middle of the circle: "Yes! We don't care whether he is really rebelling or preparing to rebel, but these things will only be useful near Chang'an! Otherwise, here in Shandong and Hebei, at most he will be with Liu
Just like Heita, we treat him like a rabbit and chase him away!"
"That's right! You're still the best!"
Just when Xiao Han was still complacent about the reasoning he had concocted, a bear's paw slapped him hard on the shoulder. The slap made half of his shoulder and head feel numb!
"Mom, I must make a soft hedgehog armor from now on, the kind that quenches poison!"
Feeling the burning sensation on his shoulder, Xiao Han gritted his teeth and glared at Cheng Yaojin.
However, Cheng Yaojin almost narrowed his eyes and said with some pride: "In this case, as long as we pay attention to the main roads leading to Chang'an in Shandong, we won't be afraid of not being able to catch these turtles!
Oh, no wonder you want to follow the caravan, it turns out it’s for this reason! I, Old Cheng, will never be able to grow out of this mess in my lifetime!"
"Your fancy intestines haven't grown enough yet?"
Looking at this shameless guy like Lao Cheng, Xiao Han yelled in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. After all, the hero Yang Guo was miserable enough. If he was asked to slap him again, the armless hero wouldn't do it.
Gotta do it.
"Ahem..."
Cheng Yaojin was still grinning happily, but Luo Shixin on the table coughed lightly.
"What's wrong? There's a donkey's hair stuck in your throat?"
Cheng Yaojin turned his face unhappily, and with just one sentence, Xiao Han almost spat out what he had eaten in his mouth.
Luo Shixin's face darkened, but he also knew that Cheng Yaojin was as cheeky as a city wall, so he just glared at him and whispered:
"I agree with what Xiao Han said! And I think that for things like this, the prince will definitely find his closest people to handle it! We only need to look around Chang'an to see who holds military power and has a close relationship with the prince. In this way
You can roughly list a few suspects!"
"Eh? What do you mean? Why do I feel more and more wrong the more I hear it? Do you mean that we have traveled such a long distance in vain? In the end, we still have to go back to Chang'an? Then why are we going to all this trouble?"
Cheng Yaojin was listening to Luo Shixin's words, but the more he listened, the more something was wrong!
Are all the ups and downs of love brought on by yourself?
Xiao Han looked at Cheng Yaojin, who had round eyes, and shook his head helplessly: "I didn't run in vain! I didn't run in vain! Didn't Lao Luo say that? Who are the several suspects? We have to go and find out, right?"
In a place like Chang'an, wouldn't it be enough to alert the enemy? If we could find information about that team here and follow their path, wouldn't we be able to determine who it is with 100% certainty?"
(Cold, fever, various discomforts, I will finish writing Coca-Cola soon, and I am going to bed. Dear friends, please rest early)
