Chapter 1488： : secret letter, real identity

Li Chengfeng followed the old beggar into the tavern, only to find that there was something hidden in the tavern.

The oil-stained tables used in the dilapidated tavern turned out to be the most elegant mahogany, and even the porcelain bowl with a hole in the table was official porcelain.

It is no exaggeration to say that the four Eight Immortals tables placed in the tavern can be replaced by a small three-story building in Chang'an City.

After thinking about it carefully, Li Chengfeng realized that the girl who invited them into the tavern was not ordinary.

Although the clothes on the girl's body were old and dusty, they were indeed made of high-quality materials.

And although the girl was busy up and down, Li Chengfeng found that the girl's fingers were slender and white, and they didn't look like they had worked hard for a long time.

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It's just that those people at the door were confused by the appearance, and couldn't really see the universe hidden in it.

What is the identity of the tavern owner? To run such a tavern with such financial resources but hidden in such a remote place?

The others didn't think as much as Li Chengfeng thought. Xue'er put her feet on the Eight Immortals table with a smug expression on her face.

And those gangsters were standing behind her, looking around with their hands crossed over their chests, looking like dog legs.

They were looked down upon by the group of people at the door before, but they were suffocating in their hearts. Now they are proud of their children's hearts, and they are naturally proud.

The old beggar did not stay in the tavern with Li Chengfeng, he was taken directly into the backyard by the girl.

Not long after, the girl came out from the backyard with a pot of warm wine cup and some appetizers, and put them in front of Li Chengfeng.

"Several distinguished guests, the old man has something to discuss with our master, this is our best wine, wait a moment!" The girl saluted slightly and walked out of the tavern to take care of the complaining drinkers at the door.

Seeing the young girl leave, Xueer and the followers picked up the wine cup in front of them and began to feast. Only Li Chengfeng sat by the table without saying a word.

Subconsciously, he felt that the old man dressed as a beggar and the owner of the tavern were not simple.

Coupled with the fact that the old beggar, who was addicted to alcohol, turned his head and ran away when he saw the tavern, and the look on his face at that time, he expected that something must happen next.

But before the old beggar walked out of the backyard, Xueer and the others, who were well fed and drunk, had already fallen asleep, and Xueer even started snoring.

The jug of wine just now was strong wine, and the girl earlier added some "seasoning" to the wine.

Let alone them, even Li Chengfeng, who is in the realm of heaven and man, would have to get drunk for a while after drinking all the wine in one go.

Li Chengfeng looked at the red-faced people, moved his ears slightly, poured the last bit of wine from the flagon on his body, and also lay down.

The girl who went to take care of the drinkers before they were all drunk lifted the curtain of the tavern and walked in.

The girl looked at the people sleeping soundly on the table, then looked left and right, and took off the belt wrapped around her waist. Dozens of silver needles hidden in it were exposed.

"Is this the person that my lord is looking for after leaving the Red Sleeve Tower to wander around the world? It's ridiculous!" The woman holding the silver needle walked up to the sleeping Xue'er, picked up the silver needle and was about to stab Xue'er's eyebrows.

Just when the silver needle was about to fall, a ribbon flew over and hurt the woman's raised wrist, and the silver needle made a crisp sound when it fell to the ground.

"Ruoqing, stop messing around!" The long sleeves were retracted, and a middle-aged lady who still had a charm came out together with the old beggar.

"Eighth Prince, don't pretend to be asleep!" the old beggar said, glancing at Li Chengfeng who was lying on the table.

Seeing the two of them coming out, the black-handed woman quickly walked up to them and knelt down: "Greetings, Mr. Hou Xin, Mr. Deputy Pavilion Master!"

Li Chengfeng also sat up, looked at the embarrassed old beggar and smiled: "It seems that I still have some things I don't know!"

The old beggar shook his head with a long sigh, looked at the handsome young lady beside him and said, "Let's go in and talk."

Several people walked into the backyard of the tavern together, and came to a stone table together. The old beggar explained the whole incident to Li Chengfeng.

It turned out that the old beggar was the old man of Hongxiulou, the largest dust organization and information organization in the world.

Except for the pavilion master who can't see the end of the dragon, he and the half-old Xu Niang are the principals of the Hongxiu Tower.

But five years ago, this old beggar named Hou Xin suddenly left Hongxiulou, and wandered the world alone, saying that he wanted to find his bondage.

"That Xue'er's identity is not ordinary, right?" Li Chengfeng said with a smile as he took a sip from the wine glass in his hand.

From the first time he saw the old beggar, Li Chengfeng discovered that the old beggar was very kind to this little girl named Xue'er.

Hou Xin didn't answer Li Chengfeng's question directly, but took out a flawless green jadeite from his body, and there was a bright Chinese character Li written on the jade pendant.

"Are you familiar with this jade pendant? The Eighth Prince? Or Li Chengfeng, the young master of the Red Sleeve Pavilion?" Hou Xin said slowly.

Li Chengfeng took a closer look at the exquisitely carved jade pendant, and instantly understood that the Red Sleeve Building belonged to his father.

It seems that my previous encounter with the old beggar was not that simple.

Li Chengfeng nodded and looked at the middle-aged lady: "If you say that, you shouldn't be here just to find Hou Xin, right?"

The man walked up to Li Chengfeng and bowed deeply: "I respectfully boast that I have met the Young Pavilion Master, this is the secret letter that the Pavilion Master entrusted me to give you."

Gong Xu took out a wax letter from her body and handed it to Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng nodded, opened the letter on the spot and looked at it carefully.

In fact, the content of the letter is also very simple, mainly to tell Li Chengfeng one thing.

That is, no matter whether Qianshan's cooperation is successful or not, Li Shimin hopes that Li Chengfeng can take his place in Baiyue, which is a bit restless.

If asking him to discuss cooperation with Qianshan is like discussing cooperation with his brothers in his family But it is different if he is asked to go to Baiyue.

Baiyue is like a well-behaved puppy in the family. If the owner makes a fuss while the owner is discussing important matters, then it is not far from turning into a dog meat hot pot!

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They stayed in the tavern for another afternoon, until at sunset and dusk, Li Chengfeng and the old beggar walked out of the tavern drunk and rushed to Jiangzhou.

In that secret order was not only the task given to him, but also the real confidence given to him!

To beat a dog, it is natural to prepare a weapon at hand, and there is also a Fengzi army prepared for him by Li Shimin in the Jiangzhou mansion!

It only took him half an hour to reach the gate of Jiangzhou Mansion after driving at full speed.

At the gate of the city of Jiangzhou Prefecture, Li Chengfeng and the others met the prefect of Jiangzhou in costumes and the heavily armed city defense troops.

"Welcome to the eighth prince!" Jiangzhou prefect said to Li Chengfeng with a bow.

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