"Xiyulou did find some people suspected of being Jin Yiwei. After checking, I mainly found three places that are suspicious."
"One is Zhang Jiabu's shop in the West Market, and a caravan from the Ming Dynasty has arrived."
"The other one is Jingshui Tower in the north of the city, where a bodyguard from the Ming Dynasty lives."
"The last place is interesting. It's our Shuiyunjian restaurant on Tianjie. There is only one man."
"He acted very cautiously, but he never imagined that this restaurant was the property of Prince Qi's Mansion, and everyone from the shopkeeper to the waiter was full of human beings."
Tan Yun proudly stated his findings all the way.
Zhao Yan was heard shaking his head again and again.
Three teams, three first-level masters.
It seems reasonable, but in fact it is more like a smoke bomb.
The Jin Yiwei must know the capabilities of the Imperial City Division, and the news that they came to Kaifeng from the Ming Kingdom cannot be concealed.
Therefore, among the three first-grades, there must be some virtual ones and some real ones.
It seems that this one among the water and clouds...
They are the sacrifices that are thrown out.
So what if you see through it, you still have to go through this.
The opponent is coming with force and seems to be sure of victory.
"My lord, don't walk so fast, please wait for me, slave..."
Tan Yun trotted to Zhao Yan's side and tugged on his wide sleeves.
"My lord, you have heard so much, why don't you speak?"
"What did you say? Can your little brain understand what you said?"
Zhao Yan stretched out his hand and flicked her smooth forehead, and the latter immediately covered her forehead and made a pitiful gesture.
It's a pity that her beloved prince didn't stop to pay attention to her at all, so he had no choice but to follow her again.
"Tell the guys in Shuiyunjian to pay close attention to the Mingguo man and notify me immediately if there is anything unusual."
"Also, stop following me and go find Banhe and Mingyan."
"oh…"
Not a single compliment!
Tan Yun pouted and walked away with an aggrieved look on his face.
……
……
"This slave has met the prince."
"Banhe has met the master."
The two different greetings showed their different personalities.
The previous sentence was said by Ming Yan. She had grown up in the palace since she was a child. She was the maid who had accompanied Zhao Yan for the longest time and she attached great importance to rules.
His personality is also quite satisfactory, and he rarely goes overboard. He is not like Xi Ren, who is confused and cute, nor is he like Tan Yun, who likes to take credit and act coquettishly.
The last sentence was said by Ban He. She was an orphan girl that Zhao Yan picked up halfway when he went to rob Wang Yuyan.
That year there was a drought in the Song Dynasty. She was abandoned by her family and lived in the mountains, where she lived a very miserable life.
If he hadn't met Zhao Yan, he would have become a delicious meal for the beast sooner or later.
Therefore, she regards Zhao Yan as her main character, who is loyal and has a strong and cold personality.
"Come on, everyone, get up."
Zhao Yan heard the sound and turned to look at the two of them.
Mingyan has an oval face, the standard appearance of an ancient lady, gorgeous and generous, with a tall and plump figure.
Banhe has an oval face, a pointed chin, beautiful facial features, a slim body, but a full chest, which is in line with the aesthetics of the so-called "slightly fat" in later generations.
"Yes, my skills have improved a lot. It seems that I haven't slacked off in practice."
There are millions of books in Tingchao Pavilion, of which 20%25 are martial arts secrets.
The maids in the West are both civilized and martial. Mingyan and Banhe are the maids who mainly focus on martial arts.
And the two maids...
Zhao Yan would never admit that it was because these two people had no talent in martial arts that they were called Wenwen.
Fortunately, Tan Yun finally has some talent in reading and has a pretty good memory.
Forget about attacking someone...
You can't be a loser to others.
"Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty."
"Thank you for the compliment, Master."
"I have something to do tonight. You two need to rest first and recharge your batteries. Then follow my instructions."
"yes!"
"Um, by the way, let's have dinner together later. Let's have hot pot tonight."
The two people who had just taken two steps were shocked when they heard Zhao Yan's words.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, but this servant is of low status..."
"Thank you, Master..."
"This is an order from my king."
The two of them had just spoken, but Zhao Yan had already guessed that both of them must have refused, and then used orders to oppress them.
This drama has been played out countless times.
Their love for hot pot made the two of them hesitate for a while, but due to the disparity in status, they never dared to agree first.
Even if they were forced to stay, a separate small table would be opened for them every time.
"I'll open a table for you as usual, don't worry."
"My servant obeys your command, thank you, Your Majesty."
"Thank you, Master."
……
……
There is a garden in Sanxian Villa with hundreds of flowers blooming and a waterside pavilion.
In the evening, blown by the autumn wind, two tables of hot pot were opened in the pavilion.
There are only three people at a table, but there are 7 seats.
The Westerners at the other table had already sat down, two of them were eating enthusiastically, and the other two were chewing slowly.
"Why hasn't your mother come yet?"
Zhao Yan picked up a piece of mutton, cooked it, and put it into Ren Yingying's bowl.
When Wang Yuyan saw this, she hinted with her eyes that she wanted it too, and said at the same time:
"Mom said there are two pots of drunken exquisites that are not in good condition. She has to take care of them and will come later."
While she was talking, she saw that Zhao Yan had put a piece of mutton into the mixing bowl, and she immediately put it into her mouth happily.
"Hmm... Zui Linglong is delicate and difficult to raise. She is too picky about the environment. Thanks to Sister Qingluo's determination."
"Brother Yan, you always call my mother Sister Qingluo, but I call you brother, so how should my mother and I discuss seniority?"
Wang Yuyan bit her mouth lightly and asked slightly vaguely.
Ren Yingying chuckled lightly and looked over with a half-smiling look.
"I know, I know! Your Majesty will definitely say again, 'Everyone has his own business. Calling him aunt is disrespectful to Sister Qingluo'!"
Tan Yungang had just swallowed a large piece of meat in his mouth, raised his hands and hurriedly answered.
It wasn't that she knew Zhao Yan well, but that this was not the first time such a conversation had happened.
This sentence is the standard answer.
"You're the only one who talks too much!"
A piece of mutton was stuffed into her mouth. It turned out that Mingyan saw her being unruly and glared at her slightly reproachfully.
Tan Yun pouted and started eating again.
"Now, Tan Yun has said everything for me."
Zhao Yan wished he could pass it off in such a vague way, and secretly gave Tan Yun a thumbs up. After the latter saw it, he ate even more happily.
"Tan Yun's mouth is more or less like a parrot."
Ren Yingying said lightly.
The meaning of her words is ambiguous, it depends on how people interpret it.
Tan Yun is short-sighted and shouldn't think too much, but Wang Yuyan, who is thoughtful, will feel that Sister Yingying is helping her.
Three women, one drama, really a wise saying.
While talking, a graceful and beautiful woman approached the pavilion from a distance.
"I've met Mrs. Li."
Next, the Westerners stood up to greet them. On the pavilion, Wang Yuyan and Ren Yingying also stood up. Zhao Yan was the only one who was sitting alone, just smiling to greet them.
"daughter!"
"Master Li."
"Sister Qingluo is here, sit down quickly."
"I kept you waiting."
Li Qingluo smiled and met everyone and sat opposite Zhao Yan.
Her whole person is full of energy, and coupled with her already delicate appearance, people can only think of one word when they see her.
A hundred beauties and a thousand beauties!
