The carriage gradually slowed down, and the shrill voice of Anchang Temple sounded outside the car again: "County Lord, the Drunken Immortal Building has arrived, but do you want to clear the field?"

Minghua got out of the carriage with Ling'er's support and let Ling'er put on a cloak for her. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info glanced at the full Drunken Immortal Building and said, "It's noon, don't disturb them." Anchangji, you can take them to dinner too, Ling'er can serve as you like. ”

"County Lord, this doesn't make sense! They are all people who protect the county lord by holy decree, and if the county lord has any mistakes, needless to say them, even our family will not be able to save their lives! Cold sweat broke out on Anjoji's forehead.

Those of them in the palace who have gossip all know that the Holy Lord and the King of Lingnan are fighting, and they will become the target of public criticism if they take a step. Now the county lord of Minghua is the key to the fighting method of the two parties, and Yuhu City has been very chaotic recently, if something goes wrong with the county lord of Minghua, as soon as the war starts, he will be the cannon fodder who fights in the front.

"The lord of this county eats, and he doesn't like people to serve with him. The lord of this county said it, isn't it! Minghua glanced at him and said.

"County Lord, are they only waiting outside the door?" Anjoji wiped the invisible cold sweat on his forehead and discussed.

Minghua didn't say anything this time, and let Ling'er help him into the Drunken Immortal Building.

The drunken immortal building is very luxurious, and the hall on the first floor is almost full and noisy. In the center of the hall is a small round platform for the performers to play and sing. The windows are wide open, and from the main entrance, there are three sides of the water, and a painting boat sways on the lake from time to time.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see the collection counter facing the door, and to the right of the counter is the staircase leading to the second and third floors. The space on the ground floor of the staircase and behind the counter are filled with wine jars, and there is only one passage left for the bookkeeper to enter and exit.

Anchangji left four people to guard at the gate of the Zuixian Tower, sent two more at the back door, left twelve people on the stairs, and the rest of the Praetorian Guards went to the corridor of the private room on the third floor to standby. Ling'er, four servants brought by Anchang Temple, and two medical officers waited with Minghua left and right.

It was impossible for this movement not to attract everyone's attention, so the shopkeeper of the restaurant quickly ran out, bowed respectfully and said: "The county lord is driving, the little old man is late, and he still hopes to atone for his sins."

When everyone heard this, they all put down the dishes and chopsticks, knelt on the ground, and shouted "Chitose the county lord".

Looking around, a cold light flashed in Minghua's eyes, and said, "Get up and eat, this county lord has just entered the capital, and he has no intention of disturbing you."

After Minghua finished speaking, he glanced at Ling'er, Ling'er understood, and scolded the shopkeeper: "The county lord is sick and delicate, and he is not going to lead the way." If the county lord is in the way, Ling'er will definitely report to the princess! ”

"Yes, yes! The county lord is here, please! The shopkeeper immediately greeted Minghua to the box.

"County Lord, be careful, don't catch the wind." Ling'er gathered the thick cloak for Minghua and said cautiously.

Minghua's eyes showed a look of approval, although this girl was not timid, she was quite clever.

Minghua and the others followed the shopkeeper up the stairs, and after only a few steps, they heard the noisy sound of poetry and wine fighting from the second floor, but there was also a discordant sound.

"Youzhi, this young master is really an eye-opener, your fiancée is really big enough. The saint is so gracious to this Minghua county lord, you kid will have a prosperous official fortune in the future! As soon as Minghua stepped up to the second floor, he saw three or five young people in student uniforms gathered on the seats by the window, indeed drinking and fighting poetry. One of the sword-eyed young men looked at the staircase, put one hand on the shoulder of a young man with a clear face, and said in a voice that was not small.

Mu Chenyu, the word blessing. Patting the hand of the young man on his shoulder, Mu Chenyu said angrily: "Drink your bar!" After Mu Chenyu finished speaking, he looked at Minghua who appeared at the staircase, and his eyes flashed with deep thought, and he nodded at Minghua who came over, which was regarded as a greeting.