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Chapter 151【】

"We are now wanted everywhere by the holy city's dog legs. If we open this restaurant, even if there is nothing wrong now, the wind media will inevitably be exposed when the emperor comes before the emperor comes, right?"

Li Guangjun sat on the rockery and asked while wiping his spear carefully.

In the garden of the house, Yun Bingqing and Zhuang Yanqiao were practicing sword skills, while Huang Mengli and Xiong Zhendong were lazily enjoying the afternoon sun, watching the two of them coming and going in the chaotic sword light.

In the pavilion on one side, Mo Xiaoli was playing the piano lightly, while Wu Qingzhu leaned against the pillar and lay halfway down. The flute in her hand made an empty sound, and she whispered with Mo Xiaoli's zither and flute.

After they came back, they had not left the house for more than a month, and the few of them were really idle.

"Then do you have a better way?"

Huang Mengli sat at the stone table, happily twisted a full walnut kernel in the plate and stuffed it into her mouth, and said while chewing.

"Bang!"

Xiong Zhendong, who was sitting opposite the table, held his palm lightly, and the walnuts in his hand made a crisp sound, shattering in response.

Carefully tidying up the broken shells, Xiong Zhendong subconsciously blew it gently and put the kernels on the plate.

Suddenly, something was wrong. Xiong Zhendong raised his eyes and was hitting Huang Mengli with a fierce glare.

"Well……"

"Hehehe, sorry, I forgot, I forgot, I promise not to blow next time!"

Seeing the angry Huang Mengli, Xiong Zhendong hurriedly accused him of guilt and subconsciously scratched his head.

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"No next time, my aunt won't eat it."

Huang Mengli looked at Xiong Zhendong's hand and didn't get angry, so she clapped her hands, snorted with her hands in her chest, and crossed her legs and shook it.

Li Guangjun said with a wrinkled face, "As I said, just as Brother Xiong said, wouldn't we just ambush him directly on the way the emperor came or in the inn where he was staying? Otherwise, according to Brother Zhuang's method, we would probably have to open a restaurant in Jiang Shao Mansion for more than three months, and the variables are not small."

He has been to many restaurants, but when it comes to running a restaurant, he really has no experience.

"Don't mention it, okay, you guys can't even beat the woman in a bandit's nest, so don't think about ambushing the emperor.

Even though this matter is not a trap, the emperor went on a patrol in a conspicuous manner and there were countless guardians hiding around him.

What's more, the royal family has emerged in many powerful people. Judging from the current priest's life experience, it will definitely not be a soft persimmon that is easy to grasp."

Huang Mengli curled her lips and said sarcastically.

"Mengli said it well."

Zhuang Yanqiao walked over with a sword in his hand, and his sword training with Yun Bingqing was over.

"The risk of ambushing the emperor is too high. Even if we succeed, we will find it difficult to escape."

He drank a large pot of strong tea and continued with a long sigh: "I don't want any of us to make any mistakes."

However, this restaurant is different. The terrain is limited and it is not easy to be besieged by a large number of people. There are also very secret passages in the kitchen for retreat.

Moreover, the shopkeeper Song of the restaurant is also the relative of Mr. Song. He happened to be sick for some time recently, and the drinkers in the city also saw it, so it is easier for us to replace him.

Also... think about it, what is the easiest place for martial arts people to fall into?”

Zhuang Yanqiao looked at the few people with a smile and raised an inexplicable question.

"Black store!"

Yun Bingqing immediately replied, she clearly remembered how the Central Plains masters of the Tana clan were captured back.

“Hahaha, not bad!

Therefore, the best way to do it now is to go to a restaurant and wait for the rabbit.

But... if you want to be foolproof, you still need something."

Zhuang Yanqiao smiled, his narrow eyes narrowed into a slit.

"What?"

Yun Bingqing also walked over with his sword and asked curiously.

"Master Xie's disguise technique."

Zhuang Yanqiao looked at the swallows and birds flying above the sky and replied slowly.

"What?"

Suddenly, when Yun Bingqing heard the name again, he was stunned.

"Didn't the Taoist priest leave? After so long, where can we find him?"

Huang Mengli was puzzled.

"We have a spy from the Holy City who has seen him."

Zhuang Yanqiao paused and looked at Yun Bingqing.
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