Hearing the sound of fighting, the tea patrons below all raised their heads and looked up. When they saw that they had knives, they ran out in fright.
However, two people came in with swords and rushed to Touyajian and said: "Sir, let him jump down!"
Liu Shu looked down in panic and saw two men in black brocade robes standing underneath holding swords. He gritted his teeth and opened the curtain to escape. As soon as the curtain was opened, a long sword came over and pointed directly at it.
his neck.
Uncle Liu took a closer look and saw that it was Xu Yi.
Xu Yi said coldly: "Would you like to try how fast my sword is?"
Uncle Liu looked pale, laughed strangely, and said loudly: "It turns out to be General Xu Yi from the Prince of Chu's Palace. I don't know what I have done, so I have to find so many people to block me. Do you want to silence me? I want the prince to deliberately murder Hui."
No one knows about Princess Ping’s crimes?"
Xu Yi sighed, "Deliberately plotting to kill Princess Huiping? You can tell me what Princess Huiping is like in the hearts of the people, don't you know? Someone has to believe you if you spread rumors about the prince."
The ghost guard below also jumped up and said coldly: "Save it, everyone has run away, what are you shouting about?"
Uncle Liu looked down and saw that there was really no one in the teahouse. He gritted his teeth and glared hard. He held a dagger and wanted to hold Xu Yi hostage. However, a rope flew out and wrapped around Uncle Liu's hands. The end of the rope was ghosting.
Wei's hand pulled hard and Uncle Liu fell down.
"Take it away!" Xu said.
The ghost guard grabbed Uncle Liu, climbed over the railing, jumped down, and walked out from the main entrance of the tea house in a big way.
Uncle Liu still wanted to yell, but another ghost guard whipped his whip towards his mouth, which only caused his cheek to bleed and he was unable to say a word.
Xu Yi looked at Mr. Pingshu and raised his hands, "Who do you respect?"
Just now, Xu Yi was already lurking outside, listening to the conversation between the two, waiting for the right moment to take action, but little did he know that the storytelling master had taken action first.
Mr. Pingshu smiled slightly and said, "The head of the eighth group of Lenglangmen."
"It turns out he is from the Lenglang Clan, no wonder he came to help!" Xu Yi bowed his hands and saluted again, "Thank you very much!"
“Easy to do!”
Xu Yi asked curiously: "You are from Lenglangmen, why are you telling stories here?"
The head of the Eighth Group said: "The Eighth Group of Lenglangmen is called the Tiandi Tong Group. They specialize in gathering information and gathering information. Naturally, they have to hang out in teahouses and taverns. Of course, this teahouse is also owned by our fourth master."
Xu Yi took a breath of air-conditioning and said, "This teahouse business is so good. Your fourth master is so rich."
The head of Group 8 smiled conceitedly, "What is this? There are ninety-nine teahouses out of a hundred in the entire Northern Tang Dynasty. The teahouse is the least profitable among Lenglangmen. The purpose is to explore
News, sometimes a piece of news is more valuable than a teahouse."
Xu Yi's eyes widened again. Poverty really limited his imagination. He would feel rich if he only had one teahouse like this in his life, let alone a hundred, and this was still the least profitable.
Although he knew that Fourth Master was very rich, Xu Yi was still shocked by how rich he was.
"General Xu, come over for tea when you have time. I'll greet you. I have the high mountain cloud tea from Daxing. It's a good thing." The chief said with a smile.
Xu Yi cupped his hands and said thank you and left. He couldn't listen to too many of these words. He didn't want to be a human being if he heard too much. Of course he knew that the high mountain cloud tea from Daxing was a good thing. There wasn't much of it in the palace. He had never drank it and probably wouldn't be able to drink it in his life.