After Liu Jing took the banknote, he hid it in the cellar of his mansion according to Uncle Liu's instructions, and left Beijing only after selling out the medical clinic and the medicine he had hoarded.
However, the Liu Jing brothers had now received a large sum of money and did not want to leave Beijing. They invited them to play at Sanhua Tower that night.
After they went out at night, Uncle Liu also went out in night colors.
He arrived at the seating on the second floor of the teahouse. The seating was closed on both sides and covered with curtains on the sides. There was a railing in front of it, allowing him to face the storytelling gentleman in the middle of the teahouse. This is where the nobles sit. A pot of tea costs one tael to get up here.
silver.
He ordered a pot of tea and listened to the storytelling. After listening, he summoned Dr. Tea, rewarded the storytelling master with ten taels of silver, and said calmly: "Invite me, sir!"
Dr. Cha's eyes almost dropped when he saw the ten taels of silver. He had never seen such a generous guest. He immediately thanked him and went to find Mr. Pingshu.
When Mr. Pingshu saw that the guest was offering a reward of ten taels of silver, he followed Mr. Tea to the private seat.
After opening the curtain and going in, Mr. Pingshu hurriedly bowed and thanked me.
Uncle Liu raised his eyes lightly and said, "Sit!"
"This..." Mr. Pingshu saw that the guest did not look like a noble person, but he was indeed generous, so he sat down and served the tea carefully, "Guest, please give me tea!"
Uncle Liu sent Dr. Tea away, then took out a banknote from his sleeve pocket and slowly pushed it over.
When Mr. Pingshu saw that the face value of the banknote was actually one thousand taels, his eyes were straightened with shock, "Guest, what are you doing?"
"Help me do something, and after it's done, I'll get twice the reward!"
Uncle Liu looked at him and said.
Mr. Pingshu did not take it immediately, but first asked: "I wonder what the guest wants to do next?"
Uncle Liu looked at him and laughed slowly, "Don't worry, it won't be too difficult. It's just a matter of a few sentences. Tomorrow, I want you to tell a story. After telling the story, you pack your things and leave immediately."
Capital, I will meet you at the city gate and give you the remaining silver."
Mr. Pingshu asked: "What is the story?
I still have to listen first."
Uncle Liu stretched out his finger and hooked it, "Come here!"
Mr. Pingshu listened and said, "Say it!"
"This story is that the current prince framed Princess Huiping and killed her, then tricked Princess Huiping's son into selling the pharmaceutical factory and robbed half of the money..." He stopped mid-sentence and looked towards
With the cold dagger on his neck, he raised his head and looked at Mr. Pingshu. Mr. Pingshu held the dagger with a cold smile on his face, "Are you planning to appoint the current prince?
Who are you?"
A trace of shock flashed in Uncle Liu's eyes, but he calmed down immediately, "Then who are you?"
Mr. Pingshu smiled lightly and said, "You don't have to worry about who I am, but as a guest, you must come with me!"
Uncle Liu smiled lightly, "What if I say no?"
"Then I'm not welcome!"
Mr. Pingshu raised the dagger in his hand and said, "If you don't want another wound on your neck, just let me go."
Uncle Liu suddenly tilted his head, and Mr. Pingshu's dagger slashed past him. Unexpectedly, he was not as fast as him. He pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and struck Mr. Pingshu directly. Mr. Pingshu was shocked because he didn't expect that he was a master.
Martial, hurriedly avoid it.
The private room was too small to be opened. The two men went back and forth with daggers, and the beating was extremely frustrating. Uncle Liu wanted to climb over the railing and jump down, but Mr. Pingshu had to catch him, so he kept holding the dagger.
He walked away, and after going back and forth for several rounds, everyone was injured.
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 wonder what I have done to find so many people to block me?"
Do you want to silence yourself?
Do you want no one to know the prince’s crime of deliberately murdering Princess Huiping?
Xu Yi sighed, "Deliberately plotting to kill Princess Huiping?"
You can tell me what Princess Huiping is like in the hearts of the people, but don’t you have any idea?
You are spreading rumors about the prince, but someone has to believe you."
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 away!"
Xu Yiyi.
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's from the Lenglang Clan, no wonder he came to help!"
Xu Yi bowed his hands and saluted, "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 leader of Group 8 smiled conceitedly, "What is this?
There are ninety-nine such teahouses in the entire Northern Tang Dynasty, out of a hundred. Teahouses are the least profitable among Lenglangmen. The purpose is to find out information. Sometimes a piece of information is worth more 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 boss said with a smile.
Xu Yi cupped his hands and said thank you and left. He couldn't listen to these words too much. If he heard too much, he wouldn't want to be a bad person. 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 drunk it and probably wouldn't be able to drink it in his life.