Pretending not to care about other people's eyes, Mo Beichen lowered his eyes and suffered hard.

It took a lot of effort for his companion at the same table with the jade-faced scholar to finally unravel the young man's strange acupoint technique. Qi Shibao has been famous in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years with a jade bone soul-snatching fan, and he was subdued in an instant today, and when this news spreads, I don't know how many colleagues in the rivers and lakes will laugh at him.

Sure enough, as soon as his hands and feet moved, Qi Shibao seemed to want to vent all the humiliation he had just received on him, and glared at Mo Beichen fiercely. However, after just one glance, he did not make any other moves, and led a group of companions away with a shameful face.

Seeing this, the others secretly laughed a few times, biting their ears and mocking Qi Shibao, ignoring Mo Beichen anymore.

If the parties don't pursue it, they won't be nosy. They only knew that the person at the window had a dark yellow face, as if he had been seriously ill for a long time, his body was weak, and he didn't have any true qi in his body, so he must be a weak scholar who didn't know martial arts.

After a while, the tavern on the second floor turned back into the noisy and noisy place just now.

Mo Beichen finally breathed a sigh of relief, put down his chopsticks and continued to listen to everyone talk about the gossip about the rivers and lakes, as well as the recent national events.

The people in the rivers and lakes are all straightforward men with unabashed mouths, and they have one thing to say, so soon, Mo Beichen almost got the information he wanted to know.

Raising the wine and taking a few sips, Mo Beichen opened the corners of his eyes and inadvertently looked under the windowsill.

This glance was like a scene that had been lost for hundreds of years, he froze for a moment, and his body suddenly tensed, like a lone wolf who tightened his body when he encountered an enemy in the night.

Downstairs, a carriage with simple and elegant decoration came slowly, beside the car there were two gray-clothed servants, driving a white-bearded man in a millet cloth, with two bronze octagonal ancient lamps hanging on the eaves, and the sound of the wheels squeaking, swaying with the body.

The carriage stopped a few meters in front of the main entrance of the inn, and the man in Su Yi got off respectfully, and politely lifted the blue cloth tent.

Holding the hand of the Suyi man, the first to get off the car was a Tsing Yi man with an indifferent expression, and after getting off the ground, he stood beside the Suyi man, raised his eyes and looked around, and his body was elegant.

Su Yi's body pressed even lower, and at this time it was a majestic man dressed in purple.

These people don't have much pomp, but their grace is full of excitement and impressive. People are estimating which noble family in the city belongs to this car.

The three people in the car, Mo Beichen was no stranger to them, and he didn't forget them.

When he saw the man in Suyi, Mo Beichen guessed who the person in the car was. This Suyi man is Wu Gonggong, the chief administrator of the Great Inner who only serves the emperor.

The people in the car are the two most powerful people in the Dayue Dynasty, the patriarch of the Xiahou clan - Jinghou Xia Lingran, and the most powerful person in the Dayue Dynasty - Emperor Shiyan Mo Junyan.

Trying to move his gaze back, Mo Beichen began to guess the purpose of these people coming to Duanzhou.

Could it be that Qiyinglou and Shenyanfang's actions in Duanzhou this time were too big, which aroused the suspicion of the people in the court? Or did the emperor come to Duanzhou to find the Shen family for something?

Either point is not a good thing for Mo Beichen.

While Mo Beichen was pondering, Mo Junyan and his entourage slowly entered the inn under the unceremonious gaze of everyone, and in a blink of an eye, they had already arrived on the second floor under the guidance of the clever junior just now.

There were no other empty tables on the second floor, except for Mo Beichen's table, there were still empty seats, and even the places of the strange man and the jade-faced scholar were filled. During this time, the business of Qiying Building was really good, and Shen Laifan's ability to absorb gold was first-class.

But before he had time to praise himself as a good subordinate, Mo Beichen only secretly shouted "bad", and at the same time chattered dissatisfiedly in his heart: God, it is really a narrow road, you can't look up and look down, and the person you don't want to see is often the easiest to appear in front of you.

As expected, Xiao Er led Mo Junyan and his party to Mo Beichen's position, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, I'm really embarrassed." Business is booming today, and there are no more vacancies at your table. If you don't bother, can you be accommodating and sit with these distinguished guests? Our shopkeeper said, how about a 20% discount on the wine and food on your table, plus a red cup of my daughter who has been treasured in this inn for many years?"

Mo Beichen didn't raise his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay." ”

Xiao Er thanked him and went downstairs to entertain the other guests.

Mo Junyan then sat coldly opposite Mo Beichen, Xia Lingran and Wu Gonggong also sat down separately, the two gray-clothed servants stood on one side with their backs straight and expressionless, their eyes slightly closed, but the light in the corners of their eyes was very unceremoniously staring at Mo Beichen's every move.

Xia Lingran first bowed politely and said lightly: "Thank you." ”

Mo Beichen didn't reply, just nodded slightly, which was considered a return gift.

Looking sideways, Xia Lingran was still dressed in green clothes, restrained and handsome, calm and quiet. For three years, only a trace of indifference was left in the corner of his eye.

Turning his eyes away, he looked at the other side, where the person who hated "Mo Beichen" the most was sitting less than two feet away from him.

I haven't seen her for three years, Mo Junyan has an indifferent expression, her hair is tied up, her purple robe, and her slender eyes are terrifying, and she is still so majestic and handsome that it is difficult to describe in words.

If you take a closer look, you can actually find something similar to yourself from his cold face, which is worthy of being a biological father and son who are related by blood.

Mo Beichen touched his face and smiled mockingly, if it was the broken body before, he might not be able to see it.

Sensing the complicated look in the eyes on the other side, Mo Junyan looked coldly, just a thin young man in his twenties, his face was so yellow that he couldn't see the specific appearance, only a pair of clear and cramped eyes, and pale thin lips with a smile on his face.

At this glance, there was only such an impression, Mo Junyan had a very strange feeling in his heart, this person seemed to be a young man and an old man, his lips were smiling, but his eyes had no emotion.

"Da Da" The sound of stepping on the stairs, Xiao Er shouted: "Guest officer, your food and daughter Hong are here-"

This interrupted the two of them to retract their gazes, both thinking in their hearts.

It's just that they think from different angles.

Mo Beichen was thinking about the emperor's private visit, why didn't there be any news from the Dark Smoke Pavilion, and Shui Qingwei didn't remind him before leaving.

Mo Junyan was confused, the young man in front of him was a stranger, he had never seen him in his life, but he had a strange familiarity, not to mention disgust, let alone other feelings, just a curiosity, pure curiosity.

Gonggong Wu, who is good at observing faces, feels that the atmosphere at this time is too weird, this strange young man seems to be very dissatisfied with the sitting of others, and he actually dares to boldly look at Long Yan, although His Majesty is in Weifu for a private visit, and no one knows his identity, but this is really ...... Rude to tighten.

Therefore, he spoke out unhurriedly, and his voice had a kind of softness and sharpness unique to eunuchs, but only those who knew his identity could distinguish it: "Master, the wine and food are coming, these are the signature dishes in the building, you can try them." Second master, please too. ”

After that, he glanced at Mo Beichen, and the light in his eyes seemed to warn him not to be rude.

It may be that his threatening gaze worked, Mo Beichen continued to eat his ordinary dishes in silence, and his eyes did not raise again.

Mo Junyan moved his chopsticks slowly, the dishes were ordinary and fine, the taste was fresh but not light, this Qiying Building did have something extraordinary, but who was its owner? Thinking of this, an inexplicable cold light flashed in his eyes.

Everyone seemed to be eating silently, and as soon as the pedestrian came, the entire hall on the second floor fell silent, and their eyes turned to this side intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing that a few of them were quietly moving their chopsticks, everyone was also relieved, and the sound gradually became louder again.