Suzaku Avenue is so lively here, and so are the other avenues in Ankyung-ri. Large and small Yulin guards shuttled through the city, and the last time this situation appeared was on the eve of the Chang'an Rebellion the year before.

And the mission of these Yu Lin Wei is nothing else, that is, to capture those who have come from Suzaku Avenue.

Because, in the current Anjing, all the curious people have already moved closer to the side of Suzaku Avenue, and these people who don't watch the excitement, whether they really don't like the excitement, or have some other urgent matters, they can't let go.

Because Mo Zhiyu is very likely to be mixed in with these people, Mo Zhiyu can't leave Anjing with the help of Cheng Qixue, so he can only change his plan immediately and find another way.

These Yulin guards who shuttled through the streets and alleys didn't ask for a reason at all, and they grabbed a person and sent them directly to the heavenly prison, so that the heavenly prison reached a population density that had not been reached for more than 2,000 years in this short period of time. Although many Yu Linwei also knew that they were doing this in vain, they couldn't relax and couldn't let go of a fish that slipped through the net.

And at the Suzaku Gate, as the gate slowly opened, a rich fragrance wafted in from outside the door.

"Osmanthus fragrant?!" Even Cheng Qixue, who was sitting in the carriage, smelled this rich fragrance of flowers, she immediately covered her mouth and nose, quickly turned over the mirror in her hand, and looked straight ahead, and saw that outside the Vermilion Bird Gate was densely filled with osmanthus branches.

"What the hell is going on?" Cheng Qixue couldn't see the number of people in this group at all.

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The palace of the court, the main hall.

In the light and shadow sand table in the middle of the main hall, several wooden planks were added outside Suzaku Avenue, and only one word "flower" was written on these wooden boards.

"The other city gates can't be relaxed, all of them are full of osmanthus branches, so that all the osmanthus flowers will bloom today!" Yun Wenruo looked at the scene in the sand table with a serious expression and issued a new order.

"Commander-in-chief," another voice finally came out from the hall, it was a general who asked Yun Wenruo, "Why are you full of osmanthus flowers?" ”

"Because this is a weakness that belongs only to that man, he is very sensitive to the fragrance of osmanthus flowers." Yun Wenruo explained lightly,

"You should also remember that when you were in Nanlu, that man disappeared once, and at that time, he disappeared in a forest of osmanthus flowers.

Although the owner did not explain to me the function of this osmanthus forest, all the details were enough to prove that the man would lose his combat effectiveness in the scent of osmanthus flowers. ”

But soon, a new messenger came with a new movement outside: "Report ~ The convoy has left the osmanthus forest!" ”

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Ankyo, outside the south gate of Suzaku.

After a lively end in the city, the huge Cheng family's southward return convoy finally left Anjing and officially began its journey to the south. But this excitement did not end, groups of business groups followed the Cheng family's team out of Anjing, and also chased towards the Nanlu side, as if they were rushing to grab business.

Everyone didn't know what Anjing's abnormality was for today, and the people of Anjing could only watch the chaos with their eyes open.

And on the second floor of a restaurant next to Suzaku Avenue, the hot earth hot pot was served on the table, and Xiao Er opened the lid of the pot very diligently and said: "Two, please, I guarantee that you are eating authentic Nanlu Qianwei earth hot pot!" ”

"Okay." One of the guests smiled faintly and threw a Yuanli spar to Xiao Er, causing Xiao Er to retreat happily.

And sitting next to this table by the window is the ink delirium and Wanwan that Yulin Weiman Anjing is looking for. Of course, they dare to sit here with a big grin, naturally they have already dressed up.

Wanwan looked at the group of people driving past outside the window, smiled faintly, and said, "I didn't expect that there are so many tricks in this palace." ”

"They are in a hurry, and naturally they are full of tricks." Mo Zhiyu replied lightly, took a piece of crispy meat in the pot with chopsticks, dipped it in the dipping sauce specially prepared by himself, tasted it, and nodded, "The taste is okay, although it is still far from the authentic taste of the soil hot pot in Nanlu, I will eat it, and I will eat it on the road." ”

Wanwan listened to Mo Zhiyu's introduction, so she also sandwiched a meatball, sandwiched two petals in the bowl, and only picked up half of the entrance, she chewed slowly, and when the meat was finished, she also nodded and said, "It's okay, it's better than yesterday's house." ”

"My tongue doesn't lie." Mo Zhiyu's expression was still faint, and he continued to pick up the dishes, while also looking at the excitement on the street below.

"Don't you think she's in the lead?" Wanwan picked up the remaining half of the meatballs from the bowl again, and said, "Your pollen allergy, no one in this world will know about it, right?" ”

Mo Zhiyu and Wanwan performed their own formations in this place, and people outside couldn't hear the real content of their conversation, so the two of them could speak with confidence here.

"You have to dip this to be delicious." Mo Zhiyu pushed a dipping sauce next to him in front of Wanwan, and then took another dried bamboo shoot from the pot.

He seemed to be enjoying the time of eating, and after eating slowly, he took another sip of sour plum soup before saying, "Since you revealed this secret to the Xianhua League, this is no longer a secret.

Some secrets don't need to be told, as long as you leave clues, a smart person can see it. ”

Wanwan disdainfully "cut" and said, "You just continue to deceive yourself." Then she was a little angry and shoved half of the meatball into her mouth.

"I think you like to mention her in front of me," Mo Zhiyu suddenly took the initiative to talk again, "Have you talked to him like this before?" ”

As soon as this person was mentioned, Wanwan immediately lowered his face, threw his chopsticks directly, leaned on the back of the chair, and said with a cold face: "I said it, you are not allowed to mention him!" ”

"Why? Are you only allowed to provoke me, and I am not allowed to provoke you? Mo Zhiyu's expression was always faint, and he still didn't forget to pick up new dishes from the pot, "Since we are in the same boat now, it's better to have fewer conflicts, in case one day, no matter who we provoke and whom, we end up breaking up, it's not good, isn't it?" ”

Wanwan still had a cold face, but she didn't answer.

Then Mo Zhiyu sandwiched a piece of pig's trotter from the pot and continued: "We can be angry with each other, but we still have to communicate calmly at critical times, and causing conflicts will not improve the efficiency of our actions." ”

(End of chapter)