The carriage shakes, crossing the bustling street, Zhang Biwu in the carriage looks deep in the city, and his brows are locked. Obviously, it is considered extremely important.

This time this time, he learned about Zhao Xuanji's plan, but now Zhang Biwu is in an extremely tangled.

He is considering, who tells who this plan.

Was it to tell the prince, or the one who really stood behind him.

After weighing for a long time, Zhang Biwu suddenly asked the driver who drove outside, "Go to the Wangjia sauce shop."

"Yes, Master."

There was a response from the driver outside, and then the carriage changed the direction, turned into another street, and finally stopped at the door of a old -fashioned sauce shop.

Zhang Biwu came down from the carriage, and the gangster who had long been a clever man called the shopkeeper inside, and then saw a middle -aged man with a big belly and stool greeted him with a stool.

"The small road is how the magpie always screamed at the door of the shop in the morning. I thought that there must be noble guests to go to the door.

The shopkeeper's trot came to the carriage quickly, and respectfully supported Zhang Biwu to get out of the car. It seemed that as long as Zhang Biwu was happy, he could not lie on the ground for Zhang Biwu's meat bench.

Everyone loves to listen. Although this is not clever, Zhang Biwu also smiled.

"The shopkeeper is so polite."

Zhang Biwu entered the shop and said: "The old man just likes your sauce, and he usually eats a bite of pickles just feel like eating is not fragrant.

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "There are, there are, naturally there are, Zhang Lian Zhang likes our sauce, which is our blessing, this does not deliberately leave the two jars for the best.

Go to the house, but I don't want Master Zhang to come in person. "

"However, you also know that the sauce is Zhang, you also know that if you want to pickle good sauce, you ca n’t see it before the opening of the altar, so I also ask Master Zhang to see it inside.

Go up. "

Zhang Biwu nodded and signaled the shopkeeper to lead the way.

Seeing that the two were gone, the two young men who chatted at the door of the sauce shop looked at each other at each other, and then one of them lowered the voice and said to the other: "Go back to report to the old Pavilion.

I went to the backyard together and looked normal. "

Another person carefully asked: "Captain, this one is not a secret that this one of the sauce of the Wang family, it is normal to come here. Do you have to report this kind of thing? Will the old meeting think we do big questions?"

"Let you go, go!"

The man stared at: "What the old Pavilion ordered, must be done carefully, sloppy."

"Yes, yes."

The person who responded turned to rush and ran away.

The captain who was ordered to see Zhang Biwu hadn't come out yet, and simply went to the bun shop across the street to ask for a drawer of buns, staring at the sauce shop while eating, and waiting for Zhang Biwu to come out.

On the farther small tea, two middle -aged men got up and checked out.

One person instructed to the other: "Zhao Xuanji already doubted Zhang Biwu, sent someone to track, and for the time being, he could not know Zhang Biwu and Zhao Xuanji. What Fu Yuzhi talked in the restaurant and immediately sorted this information into the file and handed it to the factory.

Submit His Royal Highness through secret channels. "
Chapter completed!