Chapter 1139 (1/2)

Yuan Xing hurried back to the king's palace of Chu. The dust rolled all the way. When he reached the gate of the king's palace of Chu, he ran all the way and shouted, ”Lord, I'm back!”

This nerd

Make complaints about the night of the night. But fortunately, this guy is not stupid enough to shout ”Your Majesty replied” and so on

Yuan Xing, who left for a long time and came back, was very excited. He almost planned to rush into Nalan night sleep hall. He was slapped on his shoulder by Yong'an at the door and stopped.

”Why did you hit me?!” Yuan Xing was angry at first, then smiled happily, ”long time no see, Lao Yong!”

Yongan twitched the corners of his mouth for three or five days. As for being stupid?!

Before the Yongan began to make complaints about the valley, the night of the night and Luoqing Luan came out of the hall.

Yuan Xing immediately presented the Royal letter of Nangong Qing, the emperor of Western Chu, with both hands.

Nalan night took it, lowered it a little, and looked at it with Luo qingluan.

After a while, they looked at each other and smiled.

”Nangong Qing, it's pretty reliable.” Luo qingluan nodded.

”Well, it's faster than Wang thought. I thought it would take him a few days to finish the queen mother.” Nalan rolled up the letter at night.

Luo qingluan took the letter paper in his hand, lit the candle in the lantern at the door, and then let the soot scatter on the ground.

”In this way, it should be foolproof.” Luo qingluan sighed softly.

”No, ah Luan, who is the man who sent the soldiers?” Nalan night smiled and rubbed the fingertips lifted by the fire for her.

Luo qingluan was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said, ”Nangong Yu... It's this guy. I don't know what Nangong Qing thinks...”

”No matter what Nangong Qing thinks, we'd better be safe. Yongan -” Nalan night stood behind him.

Yong'an arched his hands and said, ”my subordinates are here.”

”From now on, carefully check the people from the city gates. If there are any large batches of people suspected of Western Chu people, they should carefully check. Don't go wrong.”

”Subordinates take orders.”

Obviously, Nalan night knows Nangong Yu very well. Such a free and easy king has never had a unique style. It's better to be safe and find someone to follow him.

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Dongwan capital, Wanghu building.

Wanghu restaurant is the largest restaurant in the capital of Dongwan. It is said that it can entertain thousands of guests every day.

The most outstanding thing is that Wanghu restaurant is not like other big restaurants. The magnificent style of gold and jade makes ordinary guests dare not enter the door.

There are elegant seats, lobby and various compartments, which attract people from all walks of life. Therefore, it has become a news gathering place in the capital of Dongwan.

”Hey, guys, guess what I saw yesterday!” A black faced man clapped his legs and shouted.

”What? Didn't brother Meng just come back from the south city yesterday? Why, business is bad?” A man of short stature with a beard answered. His tone was quite familiar with the ”fierce brother”.

”Exactly! As soon as I entered the south gate yesterday, brother, I saw a group of nanmanzi with high noses, pulling three or two carts of goods into the gate!” Brother Meng drank a glass of wine and patted the table excitedly.

The short stature replied: ”Nan Manzi?! these people are the best at doing business! They are very treacherous. I don't know if brother Meng saw what they pulled? I'm afraid it's hard to do business...”

”That can't be seen. Three or two cars are wrapped tightly, but with my nose, I can only smell it. It's medicinal materials!” Brother Meng patted the table again. He seemed to be very keen on this sport.

”Medicinal materials?! this black hearted Nan Manzi is here to make money in Dongwan! He made such a move while we were in chaos. The people of the southern Wei Dynasty are really not good!!”

When he finished, there was a lot of harmony, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

An old man with half a white beard sighed, ”but what can we do? Who makes Dongwan so difficult...”

”Bad luck, Dongwan can't be blessed by God...”

For a moment, all the people joined in the situation of sighing Dongwan. Some sighed and scolded.

Some people who are active and don't have so many feelings turn their eyes and think about other plans.

A wooden door in the elegant room on the second floor slowly opened, and out came a middle-aged man with thick hair, high nose and concave eyes. He glanced at the noisy lobby below and left the Wanghu building silently.

As soon as I returned to the Luxury Inn where I stayed, a young man came to report: ”my boss, someone from outside wants to talk business with my boss.”

”No.” The middle-aged people of Southern Wei Dynasty have a mature face, but their voice is very clear, which is very inconsistent with their age.