Mr. Zheng thought about it over and over again, and always felt that the reason why Bai Xiang came to inform him was reasonable. So he planned to have a private contact with Bai Xiang.

He had always adhered to the principle of being neither friends nor non-party. Even if his son Zheng San was mingling with Bai Erhu, he never deliberately had any interaction with Bai Xiang.

When it is time to beat him, he will never be rude because of the friendship between Zheng San and Bai Er.

This time, the son was so troubled. Although he was also a victim, the prince of Zhenguo was obviously even more seriously injured.

Before, he was lucky and hoped that he would not be able to find his family. Now that he heard that the Duke of Zhenguo had dispatched scouts from the army, it was hard to say that he could escape unstoppably.

At that time, according to Princess Danyang's ambition, she still doesn't know what kind of anger and consequences their family will suffer.

Bai Xiang and Duke Zhenguo, both literary and military, did not have much intersection. Why did Bai Xiang seem to be paying attention to this matter this time? Could it be that Master Bai Xiang watched Duke Zhenguo's Mansion and Shangshu's Mansion fight, worried that the dispute between the two families would cause turmoil in the court?

At dusk, Tingyu Building, the largest restaurant in the capital, the shopkeeper ordered the waiter: "Take good care of those in Room 1, Tianzi! Don't offend them! Those are the masters we can't afford to offend!"

"Shopkeeper, what is their origin? Look at the face..." The waiter was curious and lowered his voice to inquire.

"Do your business well, don't inquire about things you shouldn't know! Don't lose your life then!" The shopkeeper glared at him fiercely.

When the waiter heard that his life was at stake, he could not help but think of a waiter who had heard of us who had been welcoming guests. Because his mouth was a little broken, he fell into a ditch on the side of the road for no reason and drowned when he got home from work. So he was panicked and nodded quickly: "Okay, shopkeeper, I won't ask, don't ask!"

"The key to doing our business is to have the eyesight and know how to control your mouth! It's not your own business, so don't talk nonsense!" The shopkeeper told him a few more words before throwing his hands away.

"Oh, Xike, Xike! Why are you here today?" He turned around and looked up, and saw a familiar and majestic face. He immediately smiled and stepped forward.

"The second floor private room should be quiet. Don't let anyone come and disturb me!" The entourage beside Mr. Bai said with a stern face.

"Yes, yes! Please invite me here, please help me here! Qingyu Pavilion here is good, absolutely quiet!" The shopkeeper quickly took the lead.

Shortly after Bai Xiang sat down, someone soon brought his entourage to Qingyu Pavilion.

"It's strange today. So many big people seem to have made an appointment in advance, and they all treat you here to dinner!" The shopkeeper scratched his head, feeling a little anxious. He intuition that something big would happen.

Thinking that the generals of Zhenguo Duke's Mansion had been smashed and could not open the door to welcome the guests until now, the shopkeeper was deeply worried about his master's Tingyulou.

"Zhao Master, thank you for giving me a look!" Seeing the serious face of the Prime Minister Bai, Mr. Zheng tried his best to suppress his uneasiness and stood up to say hello to him.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say! What happened to Mr. Zheng? I have always admired your backbone. I have always been aware of your own strength for so many years." Mr. Bai Xiang looked at Mr. Zheng and smiled.
Chapter completed!