In the back hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Butler Li is reporting what happened previously.
After hearing this, Liu Cheng just waved his hands and said: "I know, let's go down."
Seeing Liu Cheng's attitude, Butler Li asked tentatively: "Master, as for Master Shen's order, will we..."
"If I don't speak from now on, you will just obey Fan'er's orders."
"Yes." Butler Li was slightly shocked. It seems that the master really wants to train Master Shen as his heir apparent!
Although it was a bit strange, as a servant, he wouldn't ask any more questions.
Butler Li exited, and Liu Cheng's calm eyes suddenly turned cold. He took out a homing pigeon from the bedside, and then released it from the window at the back.
However, the entire Prime Minister's Mansion was under the surveillance of the Hongchen Pavilion killer. As soon as the carrier pigeon went out, a strong black figure followed it.
But Liu Cheng seemed not to see the dark figure outside, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth before closing the door and turning out the lights.
In a small courtyard in the capital, a man dressed as a farmer saw a homing pigeon speeding past in the sky, and his expression changed.
Half an hour later, a man in black rode out of the city with a traffic order and headed straight to the north!
the next day.
Shen Yunfan got up early in the morning and left the Prime Minister's Mansion with the wind chime.
"Is your injury really okay?"
"Of course!" Feng Ling said and punched twice, "I will always protect the young master!"
"The physical fitness of warriors is indeed extraordinary." Shen Yunfan muttered.
Dongcheng of the Southern Wei Dynasty was a prosperous market area, accounting for a full third of the capital and nearly half of its population.
In addition to serious traders, there are also some underground industries here. For example, there is a fighting arena for the entertainment of the powerful people in the capital.
When the Southern Wei Dynasty promoted martial arts, martial arts arenas came into being.
At this time, in a dark martial arts arena, the audience formed a circle and shouted. On the middle stage, two figures were fighting.
To be precise, one of the men in Taoist robes was beating another fat man with a strong build.
"Amitabha, donor, why do you just refuse to admit defeat? If you continue like this, I will have to save you."
"Taoist Master, you keep stepping on my hand, how can I give up?" The fat man's face was swollen like a pig's head, and his face was full of bitterness.
Taoist Priest Qinglian scratched his head in embarrassment and then relaxed his feet. The fat man quickly raised his right hand and shouted, "I give up!" as if grasping a life-saving straw!
There were exclamations all around.
"Priest Qinglian has won the sixth game, right?"
"After all, he is the former boxing master. Although he has disappeared for three years, his strength has not declined!"
"No matter what, starting from tomorrow, I will beat him to win every game!"
Qinglian Taoist Zhang Qi made a lot of money, grinned and showed his yellow teeth, patted the fat man on the shoulder and said: "Not bad, you are welcome to come again next time."
"Forget it, I don't want to get beaten."
"Hey, you have to keep up your efforts, otherwise how will I make money?"
"Taoist Priest, please let me go. You can't catch a sheep even if you're gathering wool." The fat man rolled his eyes.
The two of them walked out as they talked. When they reached the door, they suddenly heard a loud noise.
At the entrance of the martial arts arena, two guards blocked the passage and said coldly: "You are not allowed to enter without an invitation. This young master, please come back."
Shen Yunfan cupped his hands and said, "I'm here to see Qinglian Taoist Priest Zhang Qi. Could you please tell me?"
"Notice? Don't waste our time. Leave immediately." The guard said impatiently, "Taoist Priest Qinglian is our number one, and you can't just meet him if you want to!"
This martial arts arena is a place for entertainment for the powerful. How can it be accessible to ordinary people? The guy in front of me cannot produce an invitation, so he is definitely not a powerful person.
Therefore, the arrogant guard ignored his request.
Feng Chime's expression darkened, and just as he was about to step forward to tell Shen Yunfan his name, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Get out of the way!"
I saw a man in his thirties holding a charming woman in his arms, standing behind him shaking his head, his posture extremely arrogant.
The expressions of the two guards changed. One of them immediately stepped forward and pushed Shen Yunfan away. After vacating the entrance, he nodded and bowed: "Master Qian, please!"
Mr. Qian is the operator of the martial arts arena here, and his status is not ordinary.
Shen Yunfan stared at him for a few times, but did not think of the conflict, so he said nothing.
However, when Mr. Qian passed by, his eyes fell directly on Feng Chime.
"Hey, where did this little beauty come from?"
The wind chime hid behind Shen Yunfan, but Master Qian's face was even more interested, and he actually reached out to grab the wind chime.
Shen Yunfan raised his hand and pinched his wrist, and asked coldly: "What do you want to do in broad daylight?"
A proud smile appeared on Master Qian's face, and he pointed to the signboard of the martial arts arena: "This place belongs to Master Qian, I can do whatever I want. You are a pretty little beauty. I bought it for ten taels of silver." , you take the money and get out."
As soon as he finished speaking, two guards surrounded him, trying to rob him.
Shen Yunfan frowned. He had long heard that those who ran martial arts arenas were not good people. But he didn't expect these people to be so arrogant and dare to run wild on the street.
Feng Chi holds the handle of the knife with one hand, ready to take action.
Shen Yunfan didn't stop him. With the Prime Minister as his background, it didn't matter if he killed a few people like Mr. Qian.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly ran out quickly, stopped in front of Shen Yunfan, and said quickly: "Master Qian, this is Pindao's friend, give Pindao some face!"
The person who came out was none other than Qinglian Taoist Zhang Qi.
As the top fighter in the martial arts arena, Zhang Qi's reputation has not diminished despite being imprisoned for several years. It can be said that he is a cash cow here, so naturally he also has some face.
Mr. Qian was silent for a long time, patted Zhang Qi on the shoulder, and then entered the martial arts arena.
Zhang Qi then breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said earnestly: "Doctor Shen, you can't mess with this person, you should stay away next time!"
He thought to himself that if he hadn't come by chance, Shen Yunfan would probably be unlucky today!
Those who had offended Mr. Qian in the past were all thrown into the moat!
He was so nervous, but Shen Yunfan smiled heartlessly: "Haha, Lao Zhang, long time no see!"
"Won't we only be released for two days? Do you want to see Pindao if you have something to do?"
"Speak in another place." Shen Yunfan nodded and glanced at the two guards next to him, "Look, I know Taoist Qinglian, but I still refuse to inform you."
"We just know each other." The guard sneered.
So what if he knew a thug? If Master Qian hadn't given him face, Shen Yunfan would have been beaten long ago!