After Liu Jing took the silver notes, he hid them in the cellar in the mansion according to Uncle Liu's instructions. After selling the clinic and the stored medicine, he left Beijing.

However, Liu Jing and his brothers have now obtained a large sum of money and don’t want to leave Beijing anymore, so they invited them to play in Sanhualou that night.

After they went out at night, Uncle Liu also went out in the darkness of the night.

He arrived at the elegant seat on the second floor of the teahouse. The elegant seat was closed on both sides and covered with curtains on the side. There was a railing in front of him, which could face the storyteller in the middle of the teahouse. This was the place where nobles sat. When they came here, they would cost a liang of silver for a pot of tea.

He ordered a pot of tea and listened to Storytelling. After listening, he invited Dr. Tea, and gave Mr. Storytelling ten taels of silver, and said lightly: "Come on sir!"

When Dr. Tea saw the ten taels of silver, his eyes were about to fall off. He had never seen such a generous customer. He thanked him now and went to find Mr. Storyteller happily.

Seeing that the guest had a reward of ten taels of silver, Mr. Storyteller followed Dr. Cha to the elegant seat.

He opened the curtain and went in, and the storyteller hurriedly bowed to thank him.

Uncle Liu raised his eyes lightly and said, "Sit down!"

"This..." Seeing that the guest didn't look like a noble person, but he was really generous in his actions, he sat down as he said and served the tea carefully, "Customers invite tea!"

Uncle Liu sent Dr. Tea to leave, then took out a silver note from his sleeve bag and slowly pushed it over.

When Mr. Storyteller saw that the silver bill was actually worth one thousand taels, his eyes were so shocked that he was straight, "Guest, are you?"

"Help me do something, and after I finish it, I will have a double reward!"

Uncle Liu looked at him and said.

Mr. Storyteller didn't take it immediately, but asked first: "I don't know what the customer is going to do?"

Uncle Liu looked at him and laughed slowly, "Don't worry, it won't be too difficult. Just a few words, storytelling tomorrow, I want you to tell a story. After telling this story, you pack up your things and leave the capital. I will pick you up at the city gate and give you the remaining silver."

Mr. Storyteller asked: "What is the story?

I still have to listen first.”

Uncle Liu stretched out his finger and hooked it, "Come here!"

Mr. Storyteller followed his ears and said, "You said!"

"This story is when the current prince designed to frame Princess Huiping. After killing her, he tricked Princess Huiping's son into selling the drug factory to steal half of the silver..." He stopped talking, looked at the cold dagger on his neck, and then looked up at Mr. Xingshu. Mr. Xingshu held the dagger with a cold smile on his face, "What about the current prince?

Who are you?"

A hint of horror flashed in Uncle Liu's eyes, but then he calmed down, "Who are you?"

Mr. Storyteller smiled faintly, "You don't have to care who I am, but you must go with me when you are a guest!"

Uncle Liu smiled faintly, "What if I say no?"

"Then I'm not polite!"

Mr. Storyteller raised the dagger in his hand, "If you don't want to have an extra hole in your neck, just follow me."

Uncle Liu suddenly turned his head and then slashed Mr. Storyteller's dagger, which was not as fast as his. He pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and attacked Mr. Storyteller directly. Mr. Storyteller felt a terrified heart. He didn't expect that he was a martial artist and hurriedly avoided him.

The place in this private room was small and could not be used. The two of them fought back and forth with daggers in their hands, and they were extremely frustrated and cowardly. Uncle Liu wanted to jump over the railing, but Mr. Storyteller had to hold him, so the dagger was wrapped around him and he was not allowed to leave. After several rounds of going back and forth, they were each injured.

The tea lovers below all looked up when they heard the fighting sounds, and when they saw the knife, they were so scared that they ran out.

However, two people came in with swords and rushed to Masama and said, "Sir, let him jump down!"

Uncle Liu looked down in a panic and saw two men in black brocade robes standing under the bottom with swords. He gritted his teeth and opened the curtain to escape. As soon as the curtain was opened, a long sword was lifted over and pointed directly at his neck.

Uncle Liu looked closely and found it was Xu Yi.

Xu Yi said coldly: "Do you want to try how fast my sword is?"

Uncle Liu's face was pale, and he laughed strangely, and said loudly: "It turns out to be General Xu Yi of the Chu Prince's Mansion. I wonder what I have committed to find so many people to block me?"

Want to silence?

No one knows about the crime of the prince deliberately committing murder of Princess Huiping?

"Xu Yi spat, "Deliberately murdering Princess Huiping?"

You can tell me what Princess Huiping looks like in the hearts of the people, don’t you know what it is?

Someone must believe you if you spread rumors."

The ghost guard below also jumped up and said coldly: "Save it, everyone has run away, why are you yelling?"

Uncle Liu looked down and saw that there was really no one in the teahouse. He gritted his teeth, his eyes ruthlessly, holding the dagger to hold Xu Yi, but he might as well fly out a rope and wrap around Uncle Liu's hands. One end of the rope was in the hands of the ghost guard. When he pulled it hard, Uncle Liu fell down.

"take away!"

Xu Yidao.

The ghost guard grabbed Uncle Liu, climbed over the railing and jumped down, and walked out of the main entrance of the teahouse with a swagger.

Uncle Liu wanted to yell, but another ghost guard's whip twitched into his mouth, making his cheek bleeding, and he couldn't even say a word.

Xu Yi looked at Mr. Storyteller and bowed, "Who is the one who is the one who is here?"

Xu Yi had already lurked outside just now, listening to the conversation between the two, and just waiting for the time to start, but he didn't know that Mr. Pingshu had started first.

Mr. Storyteller smiled slightly, "The eighth group leader under Lenglangmen."

"It turns out that it's a person from Lenglang Sect, no wonder he can help!"

Xu bowed and bowed, "Thank you!"

"A simple task!"

Xu Yi asked curiously: "You are from Lenglang Sect, why are you talking about this here?"

The eighth group leader said: "The eighth group of Lenglangmen is called Tianditong Group. Those who specialize in collecting wind and inquire about news will naturally have to hang out in the teahouse and tavern. Of course, this teahouse was also opened by our Fourth Master."

Xu Yi took a breath of air conditioning, "This teahouse business is so good, your fourth master is so rich."

The eight group bosses smiled arrogantly, "What's this?

There are ninety-nine such teahouses in the entire Northern Tang Dynasty. Teahouses are the least profitable in Lenglang Gate. The purpose is to find out the news. Sometimes a piece of news is more valuable than a teahouse."

Xu Yi's eyes widened, poverty really limited his imagination. If he wanted to have such a teahouse in his life, he felt that he was rich, let alone a hundred, and this was the least profitable one.

Although he knew that the Fourth Master was very rich, Xu Yi was shocked to this point.

"General Xu, I have time to come and have tea. I'll greet you. I have the mountain cloud tea from Daxing, which is a good thing."

The boss said with a smile.
Chapter completed!