"Xie Laosan, can you see clearly?"

The shopkeeper of the teahouse was a woman dressed a little fanciful, her appearance was not bad, and there was a mole on the corner of her mouth.

The man looked into the Zhou teahouse, and when he saw that there were no idlers, he carefully approached the woman's ear.

"Lord Wenxiang, the token is undoubtedly confirmed, judging from his age, he should be the new leader of the gang."

"Oh, no wonder he deliberately lit up the dog beating stick when he passed by, and he really had a bit of bearing!"

Wen Xiangzhu, named Wen Jinhua, is a incense master under the helm of Xiangyang. The last time Zheng Baye gave way, she was not qualified enough to participate, so she just heard that there was such a young helper. Unfortunately, their helmsman went to other places to do errands, and naturally, no one knew Gui Yunzheng.

However, a few days ago, they heard that Gui Yunzheng was coming over, no, they had been waiting. Unbeknownst to him, today they saw people and horses from elsewhere following, so they had to stop showing up and wait for the opportunity to move.

"Looking at this situation, they are only afraid that they are going to enter the Pingwang Mansion, if there is anything wrong, it will be terrible!"

Wen Jinhua has been hidden in Xiangyang for a long time, and she has not been discovered by any force. But she also knew that Wang Ping was not an idle person, and she was really worried about the safety of Gui Yunzheng's trip.

"Lord Wenxiang, seeing that they are talking and laughing, it shouldn't be enough, right?"

Xie Laosan was not too nervous.

"The helmsman is not here, we can't let the Gui Gang Master make any mistakes, quickly contact the brothers in the Pingwang Mansion, pay attention to the movements of the Pingwang Mansion at any time, and in addition, gather some good hands in case of emergency!"

Wen Jinhua didn't dare to hold it up, so she made a decision and made arrangements.

"Okay, I'll do it right away!"

After Xie Laosan finished speaking, he threw down a copper plate.

"Shopkeeper, this tea is not delicious today!"

He pretended to be angry, scolding as he walked.

The other brothers, after a while, also left.

However, this scene fell into the eyes of a person on the second floor opposite.

On the opposite side is an inn. On the second floor, there is a large dining room. This person was sitting by the window with the other two, drinking half a plate of peanuts and two catties of dried beef.

"Go, keep an eye on that man!"

This person has an eagle-eyed horse face, a black robe, and very sharp eyes. Obviously, Xie Laosan's behavior made him suspicious.

One person immediately nodded, went downstairs without a sound, and chased Xie Laosan.

"How many years has this teahouse been open opposite?"

The man took a sip and asked the man across from him softly.

"Back to the hall master, it's been seven or eight years, this shopkeeper is very good at attracting customers, and business has been very prosperous."

The man replied cautiously.

"That's all?"

The hall master frowned, obviously, not too satisfied. Listening to his accent, it is not the words of Xiangyang City, there is a bit of Zhongzhou tone.

"My subordinates have checked, and there is indeed nothing suspicious. This shopkeeper is a fellow villager with a disciple of the main hall, and I heard him say that she was a big flood in her family in the early years, drowning her husband and son, so she came to Xiangyang City alone, relying on the business of this teahouse to support herself, and she has not remarried for so many years, and she picked up a child on the street to raise, and she is a kind person. ”

"Oh, that's right."

The hall master stopped asking questions and looked elsewhere.

Previously, he had been sending people to follow Gui Yunzheng and others, and he also found that several forces were paying attention to Gui Yunzheng. Who knows, Wan Xiaoqing appeared on the back halfway. I had no choice but to watch Gui Yunzheng and the others follow Wan Xiaoqing to Pingwangfu.

"This Wan Xiaoqing, it's really a fucking slave with three surnames!"

The hall master muttered to himself, with some indignation and disdain in his tone.