"Why don't you chase me?"

In the woods not far from the official road, Chu Huanyu sat on a horse and spoke in confusion.

Meng Fu's face was very gloomy, and he didn't have the same momentum as before when he came out and clamored to intercept and kill people.

"You're still chasing after shit! Do you know who that old guy driving the car is?" he spat.

Chu Huanyu frowned, but didn't care and asked: "Who?"

"Shen Jingzhi." Meng Fu gritted his teeth and said.

Chu Huanyu was stunned for a moment.

There are masters in the world of martial arts, and there are masters in various sects. Among the officials of the imperial court, there are famous arresters from the six sects, and masters from the Secret Guards. Naturally, there are masters in the palace as well.

Shen Jingzhi is a master in the inner circle and belongs to the Forbidden Army. The other line is the Dongchang line, which is mainly the ceremonial supervisor. Outside, it is the eunuch party.

Shen Jingzhi became famous forty years ago. He was once a gangster and committed many major crimes. He was a sworn enemy of the Six Sects. Later, for some unknown reason, he actually accepted the recruitment of the Six Sects and first served as a foreign affairs arrester of the Six Sects. He was a boss, and later he worked as an errand in Ouchi, but there has been no news about him for nearly 20 years.

It was not until just now that Meng Fu recognized this person.

"You didn't admit your mistake?" Chu Huanyu asked.

Meng Fu glanced at him and said, "What do you mean by this? Do you think I don't want to take action?"

"That's not true." Chu Huanyu said, "It's just that Shen Jingzhi disappeared for decades, how could he suddenly appear?"

"Who are you asking me?" Meng Fu waved his hand angrily, "Brothers, withdraw."

After saying this, he clapped his horse and drove away, followed by several horses following him.

Shen Jingzhi's martial arts and intimidation are evident.

Chu Huanyu looked towards the official road, feeling slightly relieved.

In any case, conflicts and embarrassments were finally avoided.

Even he himself didn't know whether he would have been able to do it if Shen Jingzhi hadn't appeared this time and he really wanted to take action.

However, this is good. He sighed softly and rode away.

…

The reason why Chu Yunqing was not worried about Zhou Wangchao and his two men's trip was because the old Taoist had once said that Concubine Yao had already asked some experts to escort them to the Medical Immortal Castle.

So Chu Yunqing didn't ask anything about it. Considering Yao Fei's identity and scheming, she must have considered it, and she had found a master, so she was worthy of trust and entrustment.

In the afternoon, he appeared at the Qingfeng Teahouse where he had made an appointment with Concubine Yao.

This is a teahouse with a small appearance but quite elegant interior decoration. As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by a light aroma of tea.

There are not many people in the teahouse, and it seems that this is just a teahouse. It is very quiet. There are no storytellers, and there are no waiters running back and forth to refill tea and water. Everyone has a pot of boiling water on the table, and only after drinking it all can they drink. Come on.

There were many empty tables, so Chu Yunqing found a place to sit down casually.

The tables, chairs, and benches were all made of fine wood and were wiped clean. There was no trace of water or tea stains on the table, which made him quite satisfied.

I didn't expect that there is such a quiet little teahouse in this noisy capital city.

Of course, the leader of Chu Da Gang rarely goes out and has never paid attention to places like this.

He looked around, and a young boy who looked clean and upright came over quietly.

"Sir, what kind of tea do you want?" the boy asked.

"Whatever...have a pot of good tea." Chu Yunqing said.

Normally, he would have just had a bowl of water, but since they had made an appointment at a teahouse, it would be rude not to drink tea. Besides, he felt that since he arrived first, of course he had to wait for the other party with a pot of good tea.

The boy in front of him smiled and said, "We have good tea here, do you think?"

Chu Yunqing felt that whether this guy did it on purpose or not, he had already said so, so he must have decided to do it by himself, not to mention that he looked like he was a tea drinker?

Apart from red and green tea, Mr. Chu really doesn’t remember the name of the tea.

"You will serve me whatever tea the people who come here often drink." Chu Yunqing said.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The boy then left.

Chu Yunqing casually picked up the teacup on the table. The teacup was dark green, quite delicate, and was wiped clean.

He subconsciously touched the teapot, his hand was heavy, and then he picked it up, and then he was speechless.

He poured a cup of tea. The water was still hot. It had obviously been changed not long ago.

After a while, the waiter came over with a tea tray. Seeing that Chu Yunqing was already drinking tea, he didn't take it seriously. He replaced the teapot with ease and skill, then turned and left.

Chu Yunqing was stunned, what a guy.

He poured new tea to drink, and it was indeed more flavorful than the tea just now.

He just sat there, looking at the street scene, waiting quietly between the hustle and bustle outside the teahouse and the silence inside the teahouse.

After dusk in the evening, night fell early. A carriage stopped outside the teahouse, and then a figure walked slowly into the teahouse.

There was no one in the teahouse at this time. Chu Yunqing leaned on the chair and refilled three bottles of water in an hour. No matter how good the tea was, he really couldn't drink it.

At this time, he also noticed people coming from outside.

This is a middle-aged man, dressed in dark brocade clothes, with a fair face and no beard, and fair and delicate skin. He is very young and has a slight sense of femininity.

Chu Yunqing's eyes moved slightly. He had been to the palace several times, and of course he had seen the eunuchs and eunuchs. Although the man in front of him was much taller, the coldness in his energy was eye-catching.

At this moment, he is looking at the other person, and the other person is also observing him.

After just two or three breaths, this person walked over.

"Chu Yunqing?" he asked.

"It's me." Chu Yunqing nodded.

The other party pulled out a chair and sat down.

His movements were somewhat graceful and gentle, and he lifted his sleeves lightly, as if he was afraid of getting water stains on the table.

Chu Yunqing asked: "Who is your Excellency?"

"Chu Xiaolian." The other party tilted his head back very proudly, his eyes half-closed, obviously thinking that after saying his name, he would get some emotional reaction, such as surprise or flattery.

But no, Chu Yunqing just nodded slightly without any expression, as if he heard an ordinary name.

Chu Xiaolian couldn't help but be stunned, "You don't know me?"

Chu Yunqing thought for a while and said with a smile: "I have admired your name for a long time."

Chu Xiaolian squinted at him for a moment and smiled, "You are dishonest."

Chu Yunqing's smile was a little embarrassed, but Chu Xiaolian's smile was a little cold.

"Then should I get to know you?" Chu Yunqing asked.

"He is indeed a madman." Chu Xiaolian chuckled, "This tone alone makes the governor very uncomfortable."

Between words, he has revealed his identity.

In the capital, there was only one person who could call himself the ‘Original Governor’, and that was Zhou Jing, the Governor of Dongchang.

But the person in front of me is Chu Xiaolian.

Chu Yunqing didn't care about this. What he cared about was the other party's hint that the other party was investigating him.

Although this is human nature and one must know the basics before cooperating, he was inevitably a little unhappy.

Especially since this guy had a condescending attitude from the beginning and was late.

…

"Aren't you at all curious about my identity?" Chu Xiaolian couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, tell me." Chu Yunqing poured a cup of tea and pushed it over, "Please drink tea."

Chu Xiaolian's lips moved, and then he picked up the tea cup, but before he even brought it to his mouth, his brows furrowed.

Although the tea is still a little hot, it is already cold. It is certainly rude to give her guests cold tea.

Chu Xiaolian glanced at Chu Yunqing and found that the latter was smiling and enjoying tea.

He suddenly understood and smiled disdainfully.

Just now, I used the "madman" hint to show that I had checked the other party and knew his identity and everything about his life. At this time, the other party also used the cold tea to hint that he was late, a long time late. This was

rude.

Being late was of course Chu Xiaolian’s intention.

The agreed time to meet was in the evening, when the sun was setting, at the Qingfeng Teahouse. Concubine Yao had given him errands early and asked him to leave early.

After Chu Xiaolian agreed, he immediately took a car out of the palace, but first went to a place he often went to for entertainment, took a bath in a volcanic rock bath, and then had a Western-style lunch. After that, he went to listen for half an hour.

He told a story quickly, and after eating for a while, he took a carriage to the Qingfeng Tea House to meet this mud-legged man.

Unexpectedly, this mud-legged man still had a bit of a temper, and he was not frightened when he saw him.

"Zhou Jing, the governor of the East Factory, was sent to prison this morning." Chu Xiaolian said with a smile.
To be continued...