Qin Shu pondered while drinking, and for a while, he focused on a few faces, namely Tan Xi and Liu Ji, as for Mo Wei, they were from the Nine Eagles Country.

If the Nine Eagles Kingdom can spread the news at will in the Martial Kingdom, then the Martial Kingdom will still be dead.

A cold light flashed in Qin Shu's eyes, Wu Wuji calculated him once, Wu Guo lost a heavy treasure, and he had to be grateful to him.

What will the lords of these two forces pay to themselves?

Just thinking about it, there was some commotion in the restaurant, and a gorgeously dressed young man walked in with a stick, and dozens of thugs behind him, menacing, staring at the diners in the restaurant like hungry wolves.

"What you see, it's none of your business, eat yours. Seeing that everyone had come over, the young man flicked his stick and made a whistling sound of breaking the air.

When a diner was angry, he was about to stand up and speak, but he was stopped by his fellow diners.

"Forget it......"

"Forget it, he's too domineering. ”

"Brother Zhang, you are not a local, naturally you don't know his identity, he is the son of the Shangshu of the Household Department of the National Dynasty!"

"Hiss!" Brother Zhang gasped, and picked up the wine glass without a trace to cover himself, although he was not a native of the imperial capital, but now he lived in the imperial capital, and naturally knew the Zhou family of Hubu Shangshu.

The Zhou family was a general who followed the founding emperor of the Wu Kingdom to fight the world, and once made immortal achievements, and the founding Wu Emperor once said that the Zhou family would always be in charge of the treasury of money and grain for the Wu family.

The martial arts have been inherited to this day, once a son of heaven and a courtier, but the position of the head of the household department is always the surname Zhou, and there has never been a foreign surname.

Everyone in the world said: The key to the Wu family's royal treasury, half of which is in the hands of the Zhou family.

It can be seen that the Zhou family is prosperous.

And the one who broke into the restaurant today is Zhou Hao, the son of Zhou Kang, the current head of the household.

Seeing that the originally lively restaurant became silent after he broke in, this made Zhou Hao have a smug look on his face, and with a sweep of his eyes, he saw Qin Shu who was drinking, and immediately strode with a stick.

Qin Shu, who had long noticed this scene, frowned, he smelled the smell of trouble on this uninvited guest.

"You are the son-in-law brought back by the eldest princess?" Zhou Hao came to Qin Shu's table, stepped on the idle chair with one foot, and spoke.

Although Qin Shu went directly to the palace after entering the city and never showed up, under the propaganda of well-intentioned people, Qin Shu's appearance had long been known by the major forces.

Zhou Hao's voice did not hide anything, so that the diners in the entire restaurant could hear it clearly, and suddenly, different eyes focused on Qin Shu's slightly frowning face.

"What?!"

"He's the son-in-law, doesn't he say he's already in the palace?"

"I've been kicked out. Someone chuckled and gloated, "The eldest princess is stupid, our Majesty the Martial Emperor is not stupid, a son-in-law, how can He De marry a princess?"

"Is there something wrong?" Qin Shu put down his wine glass and looked at Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao subconsciously looked at Qin Shu's eyes like an abyss, and a stream of cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, making him take a few steps back.

In an instant, he woke up again, and then he was ashamed, just a son-in-law, how dare he scare him?

Zhou Hao, who was inexplicably annoyed, raised his stick and pointed at Qin Shu: "A waste-like son-in-law, how dare you come to the imperial capital without measuring your own strength?

At the end of the day, he was going to hit a table full of wine and food with a stick.

Qin Shu's eyes grew cold, and before he could make a move, Tu Daozi beside him suddenly got up and slapped Zhou Hao out, accompanied by the exclamation of the restaurant, Tu Daozi grinned at Qin Shu.

"Don't move, adults, the old slave is full, it's time to move, you eat first, and see how the old slave regulates this kid who doesn't know whether to live or die. ”

Qin Shu was a little surprised, and immediately thought about it, then nodded slightly, and said when he agreed to follow Tu Daozi, if he couldn't keep up with himself, he could only be left behind, and now it seems that it is in his heart.

The surrounding diners looked at the pair of masters and servants strangely and seemed to be talking and laughing easily, and then looked at Zhou Hao, who was slowly getting up with a violent face, and couldn't help but feel worried.

How many years have passed, and it is the first time that I have seen the son of the Zhou family beaten and still be good.

Over there, Zhou Hao stood up with the support of his subordinates, and on his right cheek, which was still quite white, a bright red slap print was clearly visible.

Shaking off his subordinates' hands fiercely, Zhou Hao rushed towards Tu Daozi, who was standing, and the stick made of fine iron in his hand swept towards Tu Daozi's temples with a whistling sound.

This ruthlessness made all the diners can't help but exclaim, look at this strength, if it is swept away, this old servant's heavenly spirit cover will be lifted.

Qin Shu was tasting a braised fish with chopsticks, and he didn't even raise his eyelids, if he couldn't stop the attack of that foundation building period, Tu Daozi would have lost the face of the spirit clan.

Tu Daozi's old face was full of smiles, and he was about to grab the whistling stick.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, some people closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it again, but after waiting for a long time, they didn't wait for the screams when they opened their eyes again.

I saw that the stick was firmly grasped by Tu Daozi in his hand, and no matter how Zhou Hao, the son of the Zhou family, urged his spiritual power, he didn't move at all.

Tu Daozi looked at Zhou Hao playfully, his face flushed, and he couldn't shake the slightest, "You don't use spiritual power like this!"

Before the words fell, a majestic and pure spiritual power swayed, like a heavy hammer, once again sending Zhou Hao's hammer far away.

The diner with good eyesight was shocked: "A monk in the realm of Yudan?"

Such revelations caused a lot of discussion.

It is true that under the prosperity of the imperial capital, it is not uncommon for the monks to grab a handful, but this old man is the servant of the son-in-law.

One by one, their eyes were once again focused on Qin Shu, who was calmly tasting food, this son-in-law who was rumored to be from a small border town, it didn't seem to be so simple.

Whose son-in-law can have a servant? Even if it is a concubine of the martial royal family, there is never one.

Even those few forces rarely have such luxury, and only a few core figures of the forces have such treatment.

That week, the son of the family fell to the ground and vomited blood, but not many people paid attention to it under these discussions.

Zhou Hao stood up again, did not wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, and roared at the subordinates he brought:

"Are you a dead man? I can't see my son being beaten? you won't let me get on it, kill this old thing?!"

Those hands looked at each other, and immediately surrounded Tu Daozi, making Tu Daozi laugh wildly, and his footsteps slid to draw a white line.

"My master is here, and whoever crosses this line will die!"

There is a monstrous spiritual power rising, setting off Tu Daozi like a god.