"... what?!"


    Hearing the speech, Captain Ouyang almost didn''t stare out his eyes. "What''s going on? Tell me in detail!"


    "Yes!"


    The spy nodded solemnly and described in detail the "encounter" of beixiuli and her party in Dongdu.


    The old ministers looked at each other, and the bottom of their eyes was full of incredible color.


    "Listen to this... I''m afraid I knew our plan well before Ouyang''s action, sir."


    Shao Fu Qian, one of the six assistant ministers, frowned, sighed uneasily and looked at Taiwei Ouyang.


    He admonished, "Taiwei, the lower officer has already reminded you that Feng LAN, the commander of Fengxiang building, is eccentric and cunning. Although he heard that he is crazy, he is still a very difficult master! The princess Beihu is impatient. It''s just right for him!"


    "According to the officer, we shouldn''t have let the wayward Princess Beihu get involved in this matter at the beginning. We should invite some more secure assassins..."


    "... in your opinion, in your opinion, why didn''t you say more when we made the plan? We didn''t say it until the plan failed?"


    Euyang Taiwei was very dissatisfied and interrupted the words of major Qian. His long eyebrow suddenly crossed, "when is it time, Qian Zhongjun, you don''t have to wait and think about what to do!"


    He had a faint hunch that if he didn''t hurry up, the little emperor would have to deal with them in turn!


    This is it. For the sake of future plans, the little emperor... Don''t go back to the imperial capital forever!


    Thinking of this, Captain Ouyang sighed, and immediately turned to the spy and ordered, "go back to the captain''s house and ask commander Mo to send a group of our elite assassins to support lian''er in the East..."


    "Also, those Beihu officers and men will be closed as long as they like, but the beautiful princess must be rescued by Taiwei quickly, so as not to delay the day of her reconciliation with the emperor!" I love e-books


    "... yes!"


    ……


    Dongdu, bazaar street.


    At the beginning of February, the two dragons looked up and everything recovered.


    The farmland in the suburbs of Dongdu has started the first spring ploughing this year. In Dongdu, every shop has also ended its old age and opened one after another.


    Coupled with the various stalls that came to the market for the first time this year, the scene was more lively and spectacular than the Shangyuan Festival half a month ago.


    In line with the idea that having fun is not fun, early in the morning, Xiang Xing dragged Fenglan out of Fengxiang building and took him around.


    Now that the "flower lattice" has passed away, Fenglan can only show her man. If it is said that they were like close sisters and pressed the road happily on the Shangyuan Festival, they are really close like a pair of partners, attracting many envious eyes.


    Of course, these are just what Dongdu people see.


    In fact, although they were eating, they were not idle at all. They both quietly used their internal power and felt everything around them.


    "The shopkeepers of ruihetang have changed. Now these people have the internal breathing fluctuation of Ouyang''s death guard."


    In Ruihe hall, the little guy reminded Fenglan very softly with a fake smile while picking donkey hide gelatin jujube cakes of various flavors.


    "The boss and his wife of Ling Luofang just now are not the two before. They all have a strong body smell of Beihu people, but they can''t hide it. They suffocate me."


    The man held the smelly cloth in his hand and smiled back at Xiang Xing.