In the busy West Market, there is an unusual commotion spread in the noise.

"Oh no, the liquor market is dead!"

Someone in the crowd who was staring at the Agati Wine Market suddenly shouted out out of tune.

With the gaze of his eyes, the flag of the wine market embroidered with the Agati script suddenly became chaotic, so delicate that it could not withstand the slight wind pressure, and was about to break.

The panicked wine market shopkeeper Agati, who had just walked out of the door of the wine market, had a heart that surged into his chest, and the crisis happened in an instant, and it was too late.

Several catchers poured out of the street with knives, sharpening their knives towards Agati as if they were predescribed.

The sound of iron shackles and long locks clashing against each other silenced the surrounding bustle, and two hunters quickly lifted the richly dressed corpse from it one after the other, and began to disperse the crowd of onlookers.

The corpse was still holding the jar of wine, and its purple face indicated the cause of death - poisoning.

Ironically, the corpse not only maintained a curled posture with a jar of wine, but also actually held the jar of wine for ale in its arms.

In just one morning, Agati was convicted of murder, and proclamations were posted all over Chang'an on this day, murdering the emperor's prince King Ruyang, and the crime was unforgivable! Hang after the fall!

On this day, the news has not yet fully spread.

The night had just fallen silent, and it began to stir again.

Some people took advantage of the night to walk on Chang'an Avenue together.

"Brother Wei, I heard that the ale wine in Journey to the West Restaurant is a thousand times better than the green ant floating, how can you come here tonight! Why don't you go to Naxi City and have a look? ”

Huangfu Weiming skillfully drove the carriage, because the night tour came to the interest, squeezed the servants who drove the car, the military life was difficult and hard, and now he returned to Chang'an, he must enjoy it, otherwise life will lose its meaning.

"Hmm... Brother Huangfu is right, it's rare to take a night trip, and finally sent away the bad people who patrolled on the road, if it is the Journey to the West restaurant, there is no loss in a night trip, and the number of good wine and good dishes is the first in Chang'an! ”

Wei Jian was wearing a round-necked purple robe, with a jade pendant swaying around his waist, graceful and luxurious, high-spirited, and much fatter than when he first saw Wu Yueyan, and he seemed to be doing well.

"Hahaha, life should be so happy..."

The horse's hooves made an impatient sound on the ground, and the car drove quickly to the gate of the West Market, although the door was closed, as long as the identity of the general was reported, he had to open the door politely.

Coming to the outside of the Journey to the West Restaurant, the pale yellow candle flame inside is reflected through the cracks in the doors and windows, listen attentively, there is still the movement of stir-fried vegetables in the kitchen, it seems that the tourists staying in the hotel are also waiting for the wine and food to be served in the middle of the night, the restaurant here is really hot, and I secretly sigh that I didn't come to the wrong place.

Huangfu Weiming knocked on the closed door of the restaurant again, a little impatient, and the smell of stir-fried vegetables coming from the crack in the door seduced the gluttonous worms in his stomach.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Rough and savage, unlike the shopkeeper who entertained, he had no suspicion and vigilance, opened the door directly, the orange candle flame flickered for a while, and finally illuminated the big man standing at the door clearly, the person who opened the door was not someone else, but Ma Erha.

After a long period of training, Ma Erha was tall at this time, and the muscle lines on his chest loomed under the shabby but clean and tidy clothes of the shopkeeper.

Huangfu Weiming has fought under the battlefield, and it can be seen at a glance that the big man in front of him must have been trained, and many soldiers in the frontier are not as strong as the door opener in front of him, and he is really amazed in his heart.

Wei Jian, who was standing on the side of Huangfu Weiming, looked obviously a little strange, he was a frequent customer of Journey to the West Restaurant, and the usual shopkeeper was thin and weak, and when he came for the first time tonight, how did he become a big man who looked like a bull and a tiger, and his fat face twitched unnaturally.

According to the instructions of the princess, now the shopkeeper has been temporarily replaced by Liang Zixin, the leader of the bad guys, and the shopkeeper has also been temporarily replaced by Ma Erha, except for the kitchen cook, the rest of the people have been replaced by group exercises or bad guys.

Ma Erha was also the first time to be a shopkeeper, and just after completing the handover task, he met a night customer, and under normal circumstances, this kind of guest is very suspicious, so he thought when he stood still.

"You still don't want General Ben in?"

Huangfu Weiming's expression was impatient, maybe ordinary people would be afraid of the big man in front of him, he had experienced more things in the march and battle, and his courage was refined, and his voice carried the majesty and unquestionable majesty of the leader.

Ma Erha was stunned, his eyes widened, he had been accustomed to the strictness of the regiment commander in his long-term military training, so he naturally would not be afraid of this level of applause.

"Oh, two generals, please come in, this young man is new, he is not sensible and ignorant!"

Liang Zixin, who noticed the abnormality, walked over wearing an old linen cloth, blocked Ma Erha, showed a shopkeeper-like smile, invited the two in, closed the door, and politely entertained the two.

Bad people have bad rules, don't travel at night, the people who can travel are either princes and royal families or generals, and he also recognized it, one is the general Huangfu who has just returned to Chang'an, and the other is Wei Lu Sizheng.

The wine and food were on the table, and Huangfu Weiming tasted the fried dishes for the first time so delicious, and even planned to bring this new stir-fried dish to the frontier, which could completely improve the food of the soldiers, and if there were good things, he could not forget to be with his brothers who were born and died.

The night is silent, and the restaurant is quite quiet, except for the candle flames that sometimes flicker and play with the night breeze sneaking in, only the small movement of chopsticks and rice bowls when eating and drinking.

However, the current West Market is not quiet, the wild cats and dogs on the road are not visible, the lights in many houses are off, and the small and heavy footsteps often scare away the night flying squirrels that return late under the dark eaves.

Liang Zixin, who was habitually chewing wicker, heard the movement outside the door, his jaw stopped moving, the uncle's face became solemn, his scattered eyes became serious, and he was secretly glad in his heart that the princess let the bad people come here to lurk the correctness, and finally...

"Get down! Don't make a sound! ”

Prosperous! The door of the restaurant was smashed and flown off, broken into six wooden planks, and three soldiers of the Longwu Army rushed in first, aiming at Huangfu Weiming and Wei Jian, who were eating vegetables.

Huangfu Weiming didn't panic when he saw this, but he didn't know why, but he felt bad in his heart, picked up the wooden chair and waved it wildly, temporarily blocking the pace of the three well-trained spear-piercing dragon warriors.

And Wei Jian accidentally fell down from the chair, looking at the sergeant equipped with the armor of the Dragon Martial Forbidden Army with an incredible face, and a puzzled voice suddenly sounded in his heart, why the Dragon Forbidden Army defending the imperial city was here.

Huangfu Weiming simply waved back the three flanking sergeants and retreated in front of Wei Jian, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Stop, y'you..."

"Rush! Catch the rebels! ”

One of the soldiers who rushed in suddenly burst out slyly, and the torches outside the door lit up one after another.

A large number of Long Wu soldiers rushed into the restaurant one after another, and dozens of forbidden soldiers walked towards the passenger room on the second floor, and it didn't take long for the sound of fierce fighting on the second floor, and soon the sound of broken windows sounded.

Huangfu Weiming faced the forbidden army guarding the imperial city, and this time he really became an ant on a hot pot and rebelled? What's going on?

Immediately afterwards, there was a shout in the Tibetan language from upstairs, and Huangfu Weiming, who was often in contact with the frontier war, understood, it was the words of praying for the protection of the gods before the decisive battle, and at the same time, his heart sank, and without a word, he stepped forward to restrain a sergeant and seize the spear in his hand, flashed by Wei Jian's side, comforted his best friend with apologetic eyes, and immediately fled towards the window of the restaurant.

As soon as the window was broken, he saw the dragon warriors all over the street, and Huangfu Weiming's heart collapsed instantly, and he fell for the villain's tricks, but he didn't expect to have to do it with his compatriots.

In a trance, a dark arrow flew and flew past his ear, sinking deep into the wooden wall.

Blood splattered from his ears, Huangfu Weiming looked at the surrounding Longwu Forbidden Army in pain, and finally put down the weapon in his hand... Let Long Wujun arrest him, but he didn't know that he and Wei Jian were beaten to death with a rod in Dali Temple tonight.

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