The boat entered the river and gradually traveled farther. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info After half a day, when they docked again, Xuanyuan Chen and his party had already arrived at the pier more than ten miles north of Antai City.

This is an important trade estuary, more than 30% of all kinds of goods in Antai City are in and out of this place, the nearby should be rich in people and goods, very prosperous, but now it is full of depression, no people.

After going ashore, Xuanyuan Chen and his party did not pause at all, and arrived at Antai City at about noon.

Li Meier traveled all the way, she was tired for a long time, but she gritted her teeth and stood up, and she didn't complain, after this period of time, she has undoubtedly become stronger and more mature.

The guards of Antai City were very lax, and after glancing at the invitation letter in Li Zongwang's hand, they didn't even have the most basic interrogation, and let them into the city.

There was no guide, no accommodation was arranged, only rations and drinking water were provided, and Li Zhuang's three hundred men and horses were obviously not qualified to make the Great Qin thieves care.

After Xuanyuan Chen entered the city, he found that there were several teams of people who were treated the same as them, and from time to time there were complaints of dissatisfaction with the Great Qin Thief, but this was the territory of the Great Qin Thief, except for a few scoldings, no one dared to take the incident lightly.

On the night of the city break, more than half of the people of Antai City were slaughtered, causing the city to be full of vacant houses, and it was probably because of this that the Great Qin thieves felt that there was no need to arrange accommodation.

Anyway, there are enough houses, as long as you look at them, you can go in and live.

Xuanyuan Chen soon found a mansion of considerable size in a remote corner in the south of the city, which was enough to accommodate Li Zhuang's three hundred village soldiers.

Although the house is dilapidated, it is not difficult to find its former luxury and magnificence from some subtleties.

But when Antai City was broken, such a family often became the target of the Great Qin thieves, judging from the bloodstains left in many places in the house, this family had died under the butcher's knife of the Great Qin thief.

Li Zongwang ordered someone to search the house carefully, and after confirming that there was no problem, he personally arranged the light and dark sentry, he came to Antai City to take risks, and he had to be as cautious as possible.

The affairs in the mansion were handed over to Li Zongwang, Xuanyuan Chen, and Leng Junao walked out together, intending to investigate in the city, but not long after leaving, they passed by a restaurant, which looked quite magnificent.

Magnificent restaurants can be seen everywhere, but it is unusual to appear in Antai City, which is under the control of the Great Qin thief, how can it be so easy to open the door to do business.

This restaurant must not be simple!

Xuanyuan Chen and Leng Junao both had the intention of exploring in their hearts, and after glancing at each other, they turned over and dismounted, tied the horse to the stake in front of the restaurant at will, and walked upstairs.

The two walked into the restaurant and saw that there was a lot of people inside, most of them were wearing swords, and their manners were bold and rude, obviously not good people, but there were also many people with beautiful clothes and elegant manners.

The Great Qin thieves invited not only the thieves who occupied the mountain as the king, but also some famous families who wanted to survive, and they also sent their own children to come to the alliance.

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes turned, and he said in a low voice: "The Great Qin thieves did not blindly kill all the wealthy clans, plunder gold and silver, and knew how to win over Huairou in the chaos, it seems that the Great Qin King has a lot of plans!"

Leng Jun nodded expressionlessly, a pair of eyes swept over the surrounding bodies like eagle falcons, and suddenly his pupils shrank, looked at the staircase on the second floor, and frowned.

Xuanyuan Chen looked at Leng Jun's arrogant gaze, and the whole person was suddenly shocked.

A woman in yellow came down the stairs, her face was veiled, her body was slender, and her eyes were worried.

She walked over slowly, sat down opposite Xuanyuan Chen, and said in a light tone with a hint of resentment: "The prince doesn't say goodbye, the slave family is very bitter."

Xuanyuan Chen forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, but his voice still trembled and said, "You know a lot of ......" He couldn't help but be shocked, because the woman in front of him was Mo Qingwu from the Red Clothes Workshop.

Mo Qingwu's eyes rolled, and he looked at Xuanyuan Chen and said, "Isn't it strange that the prince knows, how does the slave family know your identity and know that you have mixed into Antai City?"

In an instant, Xuanyuan Chen had stabilized his state of mind, if Mo Qingwu wanted to be unfavorable to him, I am afraid that the Great Qin thief would have already sent troops to take him down when he entered the city.

Leng Junao sat still, his expression was still indifferent, but his right hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

There was a lot of hustle and bustle in the restaurant, and no one noticed the strangeness here.

Mo Qingwu saw that Xuanyuan Chen was silent, his eyes were slightly surprised, and then he was replaced by an innocent color, and said weakly: "Lord Wang, the slave family doesn't know anything, your identity and whereabouts are all told by the master."

Xuanyuan Chen was still silent, just looked up and shouted: "How do you do business, has no one come to greet guests for so long?"

Mo Qingwu's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and a pair of charming eyes stared at Xuanyuan Chen, wanting to find something from his face, and said after a long time: "How does the master know about the prince, the slave family really doesn't know." She thought that Xuanyuan Chen was not satisfied with what she had just said, and added another sentence.

But Xuanyuan Chen still didn't react, his eyes looked outside, early spring was quietly coming, there was already green on the street, but the desolation of winter had not yet dissipated, and there was helplessness and gloom in the air.

In the winter snow, there was a beggar looking at the restaurant on the side of the road, the beggar was so dark and dirty that even if he walked by, he couldn't see his face clearly.

Xuanyuan Chen ordered two small dishes at random, and sent away Xiao Er, who was called over by him, and then he kept staring at the beggar,

His eyes are particularly sharp.

Mo Qingwu noticed Xuanyuan Chen's gaze, and turned his head to look at the beggar, as if he had known about the existence of the beggar for a long time.

At this moment, several people came at the end of the long street, swaggering to the front of the restaurant, and one of them saw the beggar blocking the way, and scolded with disgust: "Begging, get away." ”

The man at the head was a thin and short old man, congenitally deficient, but he was extremely imposing, with a gold chain as thick as his right thumb hanging around his neck, two huge gold rings dangling in his ears, and gold rings on his fingers.

When he saw the beggar beside him, he looked dissatisfied and said, "This restaurant is one of the few decent places in the city, why is there a beggar in front of the door?"

As he spoke, the beggar lowered his head and walked slowly to the side.

Seeing this, the old man's entourage felt impatient, and he swung his fist to fight, but the beggar hurriedly retreated, and the entourage punched the air, and his body suddenly lost its center of gravity and fell on his heels.

There was a burst of laughter around, and the old man's face was ugly, and he scolded in a low voice: "Waste!" After speaking, he strode into the restaurant.

The scene just now can be said to be a trivial matter, it is staged in different places every day, and it seems to be a normal thing for the rich to look down on the poor.

The people on the street have long been numb to this kind of thing, but Xuanyuan Chen has watched it with relish.

Of course, the focus of his view is not on the bully, but on the seemingly ordinary beggar.