Not to mention the beautiful women in the restaurant, singing and dancing, let’s talk about half an hour outside the restaurant.

In the streets and alleys leading to the restaurant, there were suddenly more big men. The clothes they wore were all the clothes of ordinary people, but their posture was really not like good people. Some had wide arms and waists, straight waists, and murderous look on their faces. They looked like soldiers no matter how they looked on; some were pretending to be powerful, pretending to behave, and with a straight face, they looked like minions no matter how they looked on.

At this moment, at a major intersection, there were two people wearing discomfortable civil uniforms and big scarves talking:

"My Lord, my subordinates have found out clearly. The prince is in this restaurant. We should immediately surround the place. The idle people are waiting for one of them. "The man is tall and dressed in a bad manner. Even though he is talking in a low voice, he still buzzes.

"General, this is a bad word. We cannot let people in easily, but if no one is in, the prince will also become suspicious and may be angry that we interfere with his opportunity to share the joy with the people. Therefore, he believes that we should let some people in selectively."

"There is a choice? So what kind of people are there?"

"Why? Hehe, I think it's better to put some girls in. Of course, I have to be as beautiful as a flower to enter. It not only makes the young master pleasing to the eyes, but also satisfies the prince's wish to investigate the people's sentiments and share the people's wishes. Besides, girls are not in contact with society, and they will not judge us in front of the young master. And..." The prefect didn't say a few words, but only said in his heart: "And if the prince likes any beauty, I will have the opportunity to be filial. Unfortunately, I don't have a daughter. Well, my concubine is as beautiful as a fairy. Let her go up quietly later..." The more he thought about it, he became more and more proud, and couldn't help laughing.

The general looked at the prefect and said, "You have many literati, so just do what you said. Also, are there any dangers for the three groups of people who have already entered in advance?"

"This..." The prefect didn't know how to answer this time. With a move, Wang Laowu, the leader of the yamen runner waiting beside him, ran over happily and said with a smile: "Sir, are you doing something?"

The prefect asked with his belly straight and reservedly: "What are the identities of the other groups of people inside? Have you found out clearly?"

Wang Laowu shrank his neck and said vaguely: "Basically, they are warriors who want to enter the forest. There should be no problem, right?"

"What does it mean? You have to make sure there is no problem. Go and inquire again. If the young master loses a hair, I will peel you off!" The prefect and the general scolded in unison.

"Yes, yes, yes," Wang Laowu's head was like an old hen pecking at rice, and then ran to his subordinates. He sneaked to the restaurant with several subordinates. Wang Laowu whispered to the side of the subordinates in awe: "Go quietly and find out the identities of the other people, otherwise, old man strips you of your skin and slashes your tendons!" After scolding his subordinates, he assigns the task, he came to the front desk leisurely, looked at the shopkeeper with his eyes squinted, and said, "You also ask your waiter to go and inquire, what are those people's identities? Are there terrorists? Are there any registrations?"

The shopkeeper smiled kindly and said, "Official, isn't this good? We are kind and make money. How can we inquire and reveal the customer's **?"

Wang Laowu looked at the shopkeeper and smiled kindly: "You are very good. You are very dedicated." Suddenly, he smiled at the shopkeeper as if he remembered something, and said to the shopkeeper: "It's almost closed in recent years, so you must hurry up on safety work. From tomorrow, I will bring people to check every day. What are the fire protection measures? Are there any food disinfection certificates? Are there any chef hygiene certificates? Are the fire passages passed?..."

"Official, yes, we can talk! We can talk! We actively cooperate, you can tell me if you want..."

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So a large group of beauties occupied the restaurant. Some of these people were female heroes who came here to eat and rest, and some were here to find out the news (such as Han Yue), but more of them received secret letters from the prefect who wanted to hold the prince's thigh and some of the young ladies or young women from the Physical and Chemical City.

Now the camps in the restaurant are clear:

Wang Erhu and Li Qi were sitting at the table, and Yunzhetian was accompanied by her younger sister, a young girl. The table in the brocade boy Yingtian was the most lively. Not to mention the beauties sitting at the table, either reserved, tender, or elegant, the beauties were crowded around, or chattering, or tender, or as passionate as fire, or as pure and pure, or show off coquettish ladies, girls, and mature women, they were truly colorful, thin and fat, and they were competing for beauty, and all kinds of flowers were blooming.

Of course, there are also a few beautiful female heroes sitting alone in another place because of their reserve and nobleness or disdain.

Only the poor He Qihuan table, except for Xiaohong, who was honestly lowered his head, there were only He Qihuan who was as calm as water and Du Tianding, who was blazing with fire in his eyes.

Du Tianding's eyes were not erotic and lustful, but the anger that was despised.

The beauties ran to other places to sit down, but there was not one of them on their side. Du Tianding's robber's temper was a little bit bad. The bandits who set fire to the sky before, Yue Hei came up. He approached He Qihuan and asked, "Young Master, are we a little deserted here? Do you want it..." Du Tianding made a snatch gesture.

He Qihuan touched his nose and whispered: "Don't you think this scene is weird."

"The beauty is right now, the young master still sees strangeness. He is indeed a master, a master." After all, Du Tianding is a person who has climbed in and out many times. As soon as He Qihuan reminded him, his mind immediately became clear, so he put on a high hat on He Qihuan without hesitation.

"Old Du, don't flatter too much! Let's just watch the changes. Isn't it great to watch the fire from the other side of the river?" He Qihuan said so, but he still looked at the young man in brocade clothes Ying Tian. He was calm and composed in the three layers of beauties outside. He was either a long-lasting love scene or a very strong concentration. This young man is not simple!

He Qihuan looked at Xiaohong. Seeing so many gorgeous noble women, this little girl timidly lowered her head and didn't dare to look at it. He Qihuan was unhappy. He wanted to inspire Xiaohong's courage to live, so he said: "Xiaohong, look up and take a closer look. That person's clothes look good? Go back and ask Lao Du to buy it!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say! Not only will we buy it, but we also have to order them not to wear it. Only Xiaohong girls have this kind of clothing!" Du Tianding smiled and honestly flattered Xiaohong.

Xiaohong secretly looked up, looked at the gorgeous and beautiful noble women, and whispered to He Qihuan: "Young Master, the maid has maid's clothes."

"Why are you a maid? Who said you are a maid?" Du Tianding got angry and bit his last two teeth, as if he was going to fight with someone.

Sudden--

"It's really lively here." A faint, but particularly nice voice sounded in everyone's ears. Everyone looked at the stairs at the same time. At some point, a beautiful woman was already standing there gracefully.

Her outfit was very simple, with a light green dress that outlined her graceful figure. Her jade face was not powdered but was particularly delicate. Her long hair was simply tied up in a bun, and an ordinary white flower picked from somewhere was inserted on it.

No one introduced it, but everyone thought that this is Miss Mei Mei, ranked sixth in the top ten beauties in the world. She is not, and no one seems to be able to do it.

The young man in brocade clothes Ying Tian opened the golden-scrolling fan with a "swish" and shook it with a little excitement. He did not forget to look around and observe everyone's performance. The prince who regards "the world" as "his own" naturally has a great view of the overall situation.

See only:

Wang Erhu and his men's chin were about to fall to the table because their mouths were so wide that they were "flying three thousand feet, and the waterfall was hanging in the fore river", and they were so dementia that they could not speak.

Yun Chatian's face was so gloomy that water was about to emerge, but the greedy flames in his eyes were burning.

Most of the women in the hall were either jealous and were ashamed of themselves ashamed of themselves.

Only Xiaoxue's eyes were still so calm.

Only He Qihuan's eyes were actually regretful, just like looking at a delicate porcelain that was about to be broken, like looking at a delicate flower that was about to fall. Because under the education of Wuchen Shangguan Ren, He Qihuan expanded and improved his ability to think in reverse. Looking at this peerless woman who was loved by everyone and fell into a fish and geese, he was thinking about how to hold a sword in this delicate hand? What should I do if this broken jade face was cut by someone? He wanted to shout loudly: "Girl, put down your weapons and go home to embroider the flowers!"

For a moment, just now, the bustling hall suddenly fell into a quiet and dull strange scene, except for the crackling sound of some people's mouths falling to the ground.

Suddenly, a hearty laugh broke the dullness. The laughter was Ying Tian, ​​a young man in brocade clothes. He shook the golden fan slowly and said with a smile: "This scene is a bit interesting, what is this called?"

He Qihuan was moved and said, "I will kill all the flowers after they bloom!"

"I will kill all the flowers after I bloom," the young man Ying Tian murmured and whispered loudly: "Okay! Brother He summarized it well."

As soon as Mei Mei arrived, she immediately made the chattering beauties feel inferior. Isn’t this the flowers that I have killed after the flowers bloom, or what?

The young man Ying Tian suddenly shook his face and said in a deep voice: "I won't retreat yet!" He smiled and was approachable, and he was particularly powerful when he turned his face. When the "sentiment" invited by the prefect was frightened when he saw it, he couldn't help but feel that the prince was talking about himself, so he hurriedly sued him for his crime and retreated.

"I'll disturb the ordinary people." After the young man Ying Tian waited for the girls to step down, he smiled and told He Qihuan, Yunzhatian, Han Yue and others. He knew that if he made such a fuss, others would definitely guess his identity, and there was no need for the old man behind him to remind him. He also knew that this place should not be kept for a long time. He bowed to everyone: "I'm destined to meet again next time!" He stood up and floated away. When he passed by Miss Meimei, he sincerely praised: "Miss, beautiful."

A strange color flashed in Mei Mei's eyes, and she flattered her and flattered her a lot. She saw many things - as shocking as a man, as beautiful as a flower, as if he was sinking fish and geese, as if he was so embarrassed, as if he was so beautiful, as if he was so beautiful, and so… But such a young boy could have pure eyes and only one word for appreciation with the word "beautiful", but it was unique. It was like saying that a flower in my back garden was more beautiful. Mei Mei's heart was a little strange.

At this moment, "papapapapapapa" suddenly, a loud slap sound came. Everyone couldn't help but look at that...
Chapter completed!