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The bun seller was very cautious along the way, and after looking behind several times to make sure that no one was following, he turned around and walked into a very ordinary-looking house.

The door opened, and the vendor entered, but there was no movement in the house for a long time.

The person who followed quietly entered and found a secret passage in the house, near which there was blue moss, and it could be seen that this secret passage had been in existence for a long time.

"I see." The trailing figure left to report.

The vendor of the buns did not know that he had been followed, and the location of several contacts had been revealed, and at this moment this person had changed his clothes, and the azure clothes he was wearing did not look very luxurious, the fabric was ordinary and a little delicate, and the cuffs were embroidered with dark patterns, hidden in places that were not easy to be seen.

"Guest, please inside." The guy at the inn said.

"A pot of wine, and your signature dish here, hurry up." The man commanded.

"Okay, wait a minute." When the guy heard this, he immediately said.

"Honorable guest, please come inside." The sound of the guy greeting the guests rang out again.

Today's business in the inn looks good, the position in the lobby has been filled, fortunately, the guests who come in to eat have a good temper, and the guests who sit together at the table have no opinions, but it makes today's boss make a lot of money, and he always has a smile on his face all day.

"Guest, go slowly." The young man sent the guests away with a smile on his face.

The other guys were neatly packing their things, and a trace of hesitation flashed in their eyes, but when the boss looked over, they immediately got busy.

The food was still very good, basically not touched much, and it was a pity to throw it away like this.

"Strange people, come to the inn to eat, but they order so many dishes, but they don't move a few times, weird people." The man muttered, and the man walked towards the back kitchen.

In the inn, the guest happened to pass by unintentionally and listened to a few whispers.

Outside the inn, pedestrians hurried, and soon merged into the flow of people, and no trace was seen again.

At noon, it is rare to have a good weather today, the sun that has not appeared for a few days hangs in the sky, and the sun shines warmly on people's bodies, and they only feel very comfortable.

"This damn weather, it's really cold and hot at one moment, and it confuses everyone." The little guy beside King Chang Gung said.

"Lord Wang, there are some new things in the inn today, and the servant has already ordered to go down and let the kitchen people stew them for you." Another humane.

King Chang Gung loves meat, and he can be regarded as having no meat on weekdays, but in the recent past, he has suffered himself, and his injuries and poor food have made him lose a lot of weight, and he doesn't seem to have any energy.

When King Chang Geng heard this, he reluctantly raised his interest, and said weakly: "You kid did a good job." ”

The little servant immediately said: "Lord Wang, you have lost weight in the past few days, and your subordinates are distressed when they see it." ”

King Chang Gung sighed, "Alas! We're stuck in Kyoto and don't know what's going on outside? ”

He regretted it, he knew that he wouldn't go to Kyoto to make this troubled water, who knew that those people from hidden families were so treacherous, and what they said to help them achieve great things, but in the end, they were all deceitful, and secretly planned to wipe them out.

"That guy from King Fuyuan doesn't make a noise on weekdays, he is King Zhao's dog, but this time he is out of luck, he actually dares to cooperate with those people inside and outside, and set a trap for King Wu's mansion, this routine is deep enough." King Chang Gung sighed.

The subordinate said: "Lord Wang, we just need to follow the Wuwang Mansion, as long as the Wuwang Mansion is here, we can always get out alive." ”

King Chang Gung said: "What you kid said this time is good. The routine used by the hidden family this time is so deep, and the prince of Wuwangfu has not been hit, it can be seen that he is also a powerful character, with such a handsome man, we don't have to be afraid of anything. ”

There is nothing wrong with saying this, but His Royal Highness the Prince of the Martial Prince's Mansion has not come out, and everyone's hearts have been raised.

If the towering tree falls, how can they, who are counting on the tree to survive, live well.

King Chang Gung doesn't care what others think, he is looking forward to the fact that His Royal Highness the Prince of Wuwangfu will have nothing to do anyway, and rush out with everyone, and then he will take refuge in Wuwangfu, anyway, the emperor is already dead, he follows Wuwangfu, as his idle prince, and lives a life in style, this kind of life is not bad.

Among the cyclamen, there are people who think like King Chang Gung, and of course, there are people who think differently from him.

"Where did you get this letter?" King Zhao looked at the letter brought by his subordinates and asked with a little panic.

The subordinates were even more panicked, the hands holding the letter were trembling, and they looked at their prince tremblingly and said: "Lord, the slave really has no second heart, after the slave woke up in this letter, he put it next to the slave's pillow, and the slave did not dare to make a noise, so he immediately came to find the prince." ”

King Zhao said cautiously: "Are you sure no one knows. ”

The attendant said, "The slave is sure." ”

Such a big thing, even if he is given another guts, he doesn't dare to show it around at will, isn't this looking for death?

King Zhao looked at the letter in the hand of the attendant, as if he was looking at a hot potato, hesitated for a while, and didn't know whether he wanted to open it for a while.

"You take it and destroy it." King Zhao seemed to have made up his mind, but his eyes were fixed on the letter.

The attendant said: "Lord Wang, the servant thinks, you might as well take a look at what is written on this letter." ”

King Zhao said: "Do you think this king should watch it?" ”

The entourage nodded, "Lord Wang, after you read it, you will decide whether to cooperate with those people or not, the slaves are worried, if you don't watch, they will still come." ”

This time it was placed next to his pillow, and he could guarantee that no one would find out, in case they came again, if something went wrong and let others see it, the prince of his family would probably not be able to explain it even if he had ten mouths.

King Zhao said: "Your kid is right, take it." ”

The envelope is the most ordinary kind, and the cover reads "Prince Zhao's Enlightenment" four big characters, which can really be described as an iron painting silver hook, with a kind of chic.

"Good word." King Zhao glanced at it, and first couldn't help but admire.

The content of the letter was not long, but King Zhao read it for a long time, and after reading the letter, he did not move for a long time.

The entourage was waiting on the side, and when he saw that his prince didn't speak, he didn't dare to speak casually, and the prince's face didn't seem to be very good.

King Zhao's expression was hesitant, his eyes flickered, and finally he seemed to have made up his mind, and then he spoke: "Okay, don't tell anyone about this matter." ”

The entourage immediately expressed their loyalty, and they would never dare to betray the prince.

King Zhao lit the envelope, and his eyes became deep in the candle flame.