Piao Tianwen    The owners of more than ten top restaurants in Beijing are all at the level of old foxes, but if you want to say that the methods are dangerous and cruel, it is Ling Zhengyang, the current head of Fenglin Restaurant. Secondly, it is Xin Taiqi, the owner of Junda Restaurant.

The God of Wealth was pulled away by someone. There is no doubt that this is something that Xin Taiqi cannot tolerate.[]

After thinking about it, he confirmed that he would not think of any effective blade for a while. After the technique, Xin Taiqi called a guy and whispered to him that he had brought the good wine he had collected for many years, he raised his right hand again and gently knocked on the door a few times.

A sound came in with majesty and rang out. Xin Taiqi smiled and pushed the door open and entered.

The diners inside were not known to Xin Taiqi except King Ruiqing, but based on the previous words, these were undoubtedly all ranks of officials who came to Beijing to report their duties or do business. These ranks of officials could not become regular customers of Junda Restaurant, so Xin Taiqi did not make too much courtesy with them. First, he was polite to King Ruiqing, and then as always, he took the initiative to ask for a few good dishes.

He didn't stay in the private room for too long. As before, Xin Taiqi seized the opportunity and offered to say goodbye neither early nor late, giving enough face to King Ruiqing and not delaying King Ruiqing's affairs.

As soon as he left the box, Xin Taiqi's face sank. He saw that the cup of King Ruiqing was not the fragrant tea prepared by Junda Restaurant, but the clear water. Without thinking, he could also tell that the clear water was the perfume drink pestle from Linji Inn.

He plunged into the backyard for three or four days, Xin Taiqi didn't come out. After he came out, he did not go to check the business of the restaurant, but asked the friend to prepare the horse.

Twist...

The knock on the door sounded, and Lin Dong opened his eyes in the room with some discomfort. Today is the day when the snow-red grass is mature, and it is also his first time to take it.

"What's up?"

Lin Dong did not get up, but behind him, Old Man Ding's hands were always on his back. The surging spiritual power continued to flow into his meridians, refining the spiritual energy evaporated from the snow red grass.

"Shopkeeper, Lou Wanxian, the owner of Wanxian Tower, came over with an old man and several guards, saying that the shopkeeper had something to do." Ma Chun said helplessly: "I can't push it, and used my strength to explore those guards, and there was no one that could be found. There was no way, so I could only come to find the shopkeeper."

Lin Dong's brows couldn't help but frown. Ma Chun is the second level of mind and spirit, which is nothing to the sect. It is just an ordinary disciple. However, in the secular world, there are few warriors who protect people. It is impossible for Ma Chun to detect it, which means that he is at least at the fifth level of mind and spirit level. This strength, and the number of people, is not reasonable to protect others.

This old man is likely to be the backer behind Wanxianlou.

"Old man, I'll go out for more than one hour, it's not a big problem, right?" Lin Dong had to turn his head and look at Old Man Ding. What should be come, but it's still here. Since he's here, he can only face it. What Lin Dong is a little unsure of is that the snow red grass must be refined within three days, otherwise the efficacy of the medicine will be greatly reduced.

The spiritual power surged, Old Man Ding put down his hands, sucked his right hand, and a jar of fine wine was sucked into his palm.

This attitude is undoubtedly not a big problem.

Lin Dong immediately stood up, opened the door, and asked, "Where is the arrangement?"

"I'll arrange it in the front yard." Ma looked back.

Lin Qing nodded, obviously it was coming to threaten you, so he didn't waste good wine and food to greet him.

The two came all the way to the front yard. As Ma Chun said, there were two people sitting on the stone table. Lin Dong had seen it. It was Lou Wanxian, who was beautiful and charming, but his age was a little older. Of course, Lou Wanxian's actual age is much bigger than her appearance, and it would be no exaggeration to double it.

Another person in his early sixties, even though he was sitting, he could still see his burly figure. His face was slightly pale and his eyebrows were slightly frowning, which made people feel inexplicably oppressed from a distance.

"Shopkeeper Lin!" Seeing Lin Dong appear, Lou Wanxian twisted his old waist and stood up. He waved his white silk handkerchief gently and said, "I've been very happy to greet you when you went to our Wanxian Tower last time. This time I came to visit, why did I find a stone table to rest to deal with it?"

"What Sister Xian said? The stone table in my front yard is made of ten thousand years of white stone jade." Lin Dong smiled and responded casually.

"Wild-Year White Stone Jade?" Lou Wanxian was speechless. She couldn't understand. The shopkeeper Lin in front of her was not as joking. She would not go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. With the momentum of the old man in front of her, this shopkeeper Lin should have known that he had a great background. Otherwise, if he had no strength at all, the shopkeeper Lin Ji Inn would have done nothing.

Lin Dong came to the stone table, looked straight at him without looking at him, let alone the polite old man, said lightly: "This is..."

"Bold, don't kneel down when you see the prince!"

The four guards behind the old man shouted loudly in unison, and the uniformity was like a sound.

I'm tired and a prince!

Lin Dong was secretly depressed that only the royal blood relatives of the Han Kingdom could be granted the kingdom. The age of the prince in front of him was undoubtedly the same as Emperor Qianwei.

Old Prince, there are not many left these days. In addition, Emperor Qianwei is over 70 years old and he is more and more concerned about these remaining brothers. The worst one is that heat can even reach the level of calling the wind and rain. Judging from the old prince's demeanor, it is obviously not bad, and he may even be the supporter of Emperor Qianwei's ascension to the throne back then.

If such a prince is really a tough man who demands cooperation with Linji Inn, even Emperor Qianwei will not be able to refute his face. After all, on the surface, Linji Inn is just an inn. In terms of value, it is impossible to be serious about an old prince. In terms of closeness and alienation, there is no need to mention it.

Although the royal family had no brotherhood, they were young and old at that time. Even if they were hostile in the past, as long as they could be harmless now, they would be closer than ordinary brothers.

For this reason, Lin Dong could only hope that the old prince would not be serious about Emperor Qianwei for the business of a brothel.

"Xiaomin is a strong man registered in the Wushu Institute. If you don't have any etiquette, please forgive me." Lin Dong bowed to the old man.

The four guards were surprised and subconsciously relieved their minds, but were blocked by the deep and unparalleled air shield, and they all became cautious.

The old man looked up at Lin Dong for the first time. His pupils seemed to have magic power that could see through people's hearts.

"Prince? What prince? Where is the gold medal?" Ma Chun hummed. He could see that Lin Dong had no confidence in Emperor Qianwei and wanted to try whether he could end up peacefully. Therefore, he acted as a black face without hesitation.

If you want to end up peacefully, at least you have to know the other party’s identity to be able to recruit. Ma Chun believes that his words will definitely force the old man out of his identity 0

"Bold, dare to doubt the prince's identity!" The guards were furious, and they even ignored the situation where there was a strong man present and planned to attack Ma Chun.

The old man looked at Lin Dong and said lightly: "Want to know my identity?"

Lin Dong was stunned. He understood Ma Chun's meaning, and he wanted to use the on-the-spot turn against him to force Lou Wanxian to smooth things over and then inform the old man of his identity. Unexpectedly, the old man discovered it at a glance.

Without Lou Wanxian's introduction, Lin Dong and Ma Chun can already confirm the identity of the old man.

Among the princes of Emperor Gan Wei's generation, no one can match his talent. Even if he expands the scope to the entire Han Dynasty, he is still the top presence. Unfortunately, his age was too young, and the situation at that time was similar to that of Liu Xiu now. The late emperor had not had much time, but the Qingliu King was just a pioneer and had not yet mastered his own power. In addition, the Qingliu King did not have Liu Xiu's ambitions. Under the design of Fu Tongshan and Fu Chunjian, he changed from establishing an independent sect to supporting Emperor Gan Wei, who had not had a great chance of winning at the beginning.

When Emperor Ganwei ascended the throne, King Qingliu began to stay away from the government and was dedicated to his freedom and freedom. Occasionally, Emperor Ganwei was invited to court several times. Each time, it was a earth-shaking event. His task was to put out the fire and help Emperor Ganwei solve these major events that even Fu Tongshan could not handle. His prestige was second only to Emperor Ganwei in the Han Dynasty.

If you say it in one sentence, its power is also to break mountains and crack rocks, which can cause vibrations to the entire Han Dynasty.

Lin Dong really couldn't figure out how this Qingliu King would have come to Linji Inn for the sake of the brothel business. Although Wanxianlou makes money every day, in the eyes of this Qingliu King, even if Wanxianlou is his property, it should be just a trivial matter.

Ma Chun was also a little stunned. The Qingliu King had done many great things in his life. Although it was not as good as Liu Xiu's use of his mansion to force all the sects to compromise, every thing was earth-shaking. His name was known to everyone in every corner of the Han Dynasty. If it weren't for the Qingliu King's daughters, he had no descendants, and indeed he did not have any real power. With those achievements and prestige, Emperor Ganwei would not have allowed him to stay in the capital.

If you really want to fight with such a person, even if Emperor Gan Wei is leaning towards Linji Inn, it will be enough for Linji Inn to be in trouble.

After breathing, Lin Dong sat down on the stone bench. Although he was already thinking about how to cooperate with Wanxianlou with the minimum loss, he did not lose the loss. He understood that the Qingliu King would not let him take his seat. If he didn't even dare to sit, there would be no need to negotiate this negotiation.

"I'm not too brave!" King Qingliu smiled with a frown and returned to his frowning state. His eyes moved from Lin Dong to Lou Wanxian and said, "Xian'er, let me tell her how I want to cooperate!"

Fairy?

Lin Dong's heart moved, as if he had caught something. This title was so stingy and intimate. However, the object was a brothel old man.

"Don't think about it. If Xian'er hadn't had a bad reputation, I would have married him as a concubine." King Qingliu said lightly.

Lin Dong was speechless. He became a spirit. This person is no longer as simple as becoming a spirit. In his impression, Emperor Ganwei could not reach this level. The only one who could be compared was Tianhao's master, Xiao Tianchi, the leader of the ancient Huan Sect.

Lou Lixian smiled indifferently and said slowly: "Shopkeeper Lin, come here to pay homage this time.--..."

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Chapter completed!