Chapter 1139: Terracotta

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Yuan Xing quickly rushed back to the Chu Wang Palace, all the way to the dust, to the front and rear of the Chu Wang Palace, all the way to scream: "Wang, I am back!"
This nerd...
Nalan in the temple silently spit. But fortunately, this guy is still not stupid to a certain extent, did not shout "What is your reply?"
Yuan Xing, who had been away for a long time and came back, was very excited. He almost planned to rush into Nalan’s night hall. At the door, Yongan slaps on his shoulder and stops.
"What are you doing?!" Yuan Xing was angry, then smiled again. "Long time no see, old forever!"
Yongan twitching his mouth, isn't it three or five days, as for stupidity? !
Not waiting for Yongan to start to vomit, Nalan Night and Luo Qingyu came out of the temple.
Yuan Xing immediately presented the royal letter of Xi Chudi Nan Gong Qing with his hands.
Nalan took it in the night, took a little lower, and looked at it with Luo Qingying.
For a long while, the two smiled.
"This Nangong Qing is still reliable." Luo Qing nodded.
"Well, the speed is faster than the king imagined, and he thought he had to wait for a few days for the Queen Mother." Nalan night rolled the letter.
Luo Qingyu took the letter paper in his hand, and the candle in the lantern at the door was lit, and then the ash was scattered on the ground.
"So, it should be foolproof." Luo Qingyi sighed softly.
"No, who is the aunt who thinks about sending the soldiers?" Nalan smiled at her fingertips for the fire.
Luo Qing stunned, and then smiled a bit: "Nan Gong 煜 ... how is this guy, I don't know how Nangong Qing thinks..."
"No matter what he thinks about Nangong, we still have to be safe. Yongan--" Nalan’s night sleeves.
Yongan Gongdao: "Below."
"From now on, people from all walks of life will be careful. Anyone who is suspected of a large batch of people from the West Chu must carefully check. Don't make a fool."
"His subordinates."
Apparently, Nalan’s night is very familiar to Nangong’s person. This kind of free and unrestrained prince, the style of acting has always been unique, and it’s still safe. Find someone and let him know.
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Dongwanjingcheng, Wanghulou.
Wanghulou is the largest restaurant in Dongwanjingcheng. It is said that there are thousands of guests who can entertain every day.
The most outstanding point is that Wanghulou is not like other big restaurants. Among them, the golden jade and the golden jade are among them, and the magnificent people are not allowed to enter the door.
The interior, the lobby, and the various compartments are scattered, attracting people of all walks of life to come here, and thus become a gathering place for Dongwan Jingcheng.
"Hey! Brothers, guess what I saw yesterday?!" A black-faced big man screamed.
"What? Didn't the brother come back from the south of the city yesterday? Why, business is not good?" A five-small man with a slap in the face, picking up the words, listening to the tone and the "fighting brother" quite It is a familiar look.
"Exactly! Brothers I just entered the Nancheng Gate yesterday, I saw a group of Nanbanzi with a high nose, pulling the goods of three or two cars and entering the city gate!" Meng brother drank a glass of wine, excited to shoot I took the table.
Five short statures should be said: "South Barbarian?! These people will do business the most! The treacherous ones, I don't know what the singer saw when they pulled the goods? I am afraid that the business is not good enough..."
"Which can see, the three or two cars are wrapped tightly, but with my nose going to the north and the north, I only know that it is a medicinal material!" Meng Ge took a picture and seemed to be very enthusiastic about the sport.
"Medicine?! This black heart of the South Barbarian, this is to send us Dongwan's wealth! Looking at our Dongwan epidemic, we will make such an action, the Southern Wei people really are not a good thing!!"
After the five short statures are finished, there should be a lot of harmony at the moment. Everyone has some indignation.
An old man who had to be half whispered sighed: "But there is no way, who will let us make this difficult..."
"The fortunes are not good, Dong Wan is not allowed to bless the heavens..."
At one time, all the people joined the sigh of Dong Wan, and sighed and sighed.
Some people who have a lot of thoughts and not so many emotions have turned their eyes and thought about other plans.
A wooden door on the second floor of the room slowly opened. From the inside, an exotic middle-aged man with a thick hair and a high nose was seen. He blinked at the lobby below, and left silently. Lake building.
When I returned to the luxury inn where I stayed, there was a small slogan to report: "The East, who came from outside, wants to talk to the East."
"Don't see." The middle-aged Southern Wei people face old, the voice is very clear, and the age is extremely inconsistent.
Xiao Yan is not strange, and he has gone back.
The people in the room began to take off all the messy decorations on the face, and then warmed up the room, and carefully washed his face.
Under the cover of the layer is a clear and comfortable face, Nangong looked at himself in the bronze mirror, took a white cloth towel, and wiped his face underneath.
Yes, the group of people who were greatly discussed in the Wanghu Building were pretending to be the people of Nangong.
Yi Rongcheng and Xichu people have no association with the Southern Wei people, and they have pulled the medicinal materials of the three carriages to attract people's eyes. Therefore, they are responsible for screening the suspicious people. Yongan, who is the "receiving person", did not rely on him for the first time. Cautious character and perfect task.
Nangong煜 took off the disguise, and it was a little easier to change. It turned into a flat-faced Dongwan person, and the street was full of the kind.
He pushed the door open and walked out of the inn's door. Unfortunately, a big-bellied merchant with a revival of temperament on the head, he pulled Nangong 煜: "Where did you come out of the inn, was it wrapped up by a Southern Wei?"
Although Nangong was dissatisfied with the rudeness of this guy, he had no intention of entanglement, so he simply nodded and left.
I didn't expect the big belly merchants to let him go. He took him and went to the inn: "You came out of the inn, it means that it is the men of the Southern Wei people. Call your boss and say that Beijing North Liu Laosan wants to do business with him!"
"The boss is at rest, and now he is not doing business." Nangong replied with a voice, and he still had to contact Nalan Night and Luo Qingying, and they did not expect to be held by such an idiot!
Although Nangong is faintly impatient, it is a pity that Liu Laosan is obviously not a person who looks at his face. He leaned over and said: "You can't do anything with this little sister! How can a merchant not do business! The business of your boss is what you paid for?!"
"I can afford to pay a lot of money, so don't regret it later. If you have passed this village, you will not have this store!" Liu Laosan is still at the big door.
Nangong Temple only wants to kill the one who went out without looking at the Huang Li before a quarter of an hour. How did he choose this time and this road? !
He was really annoyed, Nangong sighed coldly and said: "Get out!"
"Hey, you--" Liu Laosan said that he had smelled a scent before he finished speaking. It was a bit like wine...
"Hey--" The voice of the strong man fell to the ground is really not small, Nangong blinked his eyes and fell to the ground, Liu Laosan, who was ignorant of the human body, took him from the past.
The white porcelain medicine bottle in the hand of the hand, the medicine given by Luo Qingying is really good...
Nangong Yi thought, the name of "drunk return" can be said to be just right, this medicine can make the people in the middle of the stun coma, wake up and only feel drunk, memory confusion.
As a friend of Nalan Night and Luo Qingyi, Nangong Temple still appreciates the medical ability of Luo Qingying, especially her talent for pharmaceuticals.
Of course, pure appreciation, or Nalan night, the big vinegar bottle will definitely rectify him.
Still unsatisfied, self-confident, self-confident, Nangong 煜 芳 自 自 自 自 自 自 煜 煜 煜 煜 煜 煜 煜 煜 煜 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南
Going to a hidden lane, Nangong煜 took out a stunned white dove from the sleeve, and used a special sachet to shake the white pigeon's nose. The white dove fluttered its wings. Gradually woke up.
"乖~" Nangong煜 stretched out a finger to scratch the chin of the white dove, and the dove of the donkey screamed twice.
Funny enough, Nangong 绑 tied a small bamboo paper tube on the pigeon's leg: "Take this to the murderer, do you know?"
When Nangong smashed his hand, the white pigeon fluttered two wings and flew into the air. After two rounds of confusion, he flew high.
The highest level on the Wanghu Tower is superb. The front is the plain of Pinghu Mountain. Behind it is the Xiuyi Pavilion. The gentle spring breeze is worn around, and it is more than a little bit.
The table and chair of Huang Limu is very thick, and it feels very good to hold it, and it is very comfortable to carry.
The tea that Xiaoji sent up was not brewed casually. The smell was only scented, the tea liquid was clear and clear, and the three tea stalks floated up and down, poetic.
Nangong was holding the teacup in a leisurely manner. The cup of celadon was lined with his hand. The other hand was randomly placed on the armrest of one side of the wooden chair, and he was looking at the lake view outside the window.
Under the leadership of Xiao Er, Nalan Night and Luo Qingying, who came together, saw this scene.
Luo Qingying coughed aloud: "I am disturbing the son of Yaxing. I don't know if I can fight the table with me. The table below is not enough."
The Nangong Shantou, who is squatting, does not return: "Don't fight, walk away."
Luo Qingxiao smiled: "Nangong Temple, you are really enough, isn't you calling us?"
Here, Nalan night directly opposite the Nangong Temple, and opened the chair next to him.
Luo Qingyi sat down happily.
Finally, Nangong, who has come back to see this scene, is full of complicated faces: "How are you two so tired, obviously the little son is so big."
Luo Qingying took over a tea from Nalan’s night for her. When she heard Nangong’s words, she smiled and replied:
I want you to control it~

Nangong is a glimpse.
"This king heard that not only five thousand soldiers, but also brought the medicine of the three carriages?" Nalan night broke the silence.