Hua Fenmo observes Tang Buxiu in a calm and sound.

He felt that Tang Buhui was cautious, agile, wise, independent, elegant, and had a good word. If such a person could use it for himself, although it might not be easy to master, he was a peerless sword. Now, it is the time to recruit soldiers and horses, only by gaining talents can you achieve great things.

Hua Fanmo made up his mind to recruit Tang Buxiu and decided to use all kinds of means.

However, things like reality like slapping the face the most. It is not certain who slaps it. Because Tang Buxiu also has his own plans. Their top priority is to recruit some wealthy and powerful apprentices to help him find mushrooms.

After Tang Buxiu woke up, he stretched his body and asked, "Do you have any food?"

The carriage happened to stop, just in front of the first inn where Tang Jiaren had lived.

Hua Fenmo said: "Tonight, use some food in the inn, rest for one night, and set off tomorrow morning."

Tang Buxiu said lazily: "Okay." It looks like he is the master, and Hua Fenmo is just a big housekeeper.

Hua Fonmo didn't mind either, but said, "Young Master Tang got out of the car first and take the package away." He urinated all the way.

Tang Buxiu got out of the carriage, pulled out a huge package from the carriage, carried it on his back, lowered his head, and walked into the inn.

The storyteller in the inn was talking about strange stories and anecdotes. Of course, the content was exactly about the "Sixth Prince Duanmu Yan". After all, the "Sixth Prince" once lived in this inn and sat on the chair that needed ten taels of silver to order a table.

The storyteller was spitting out with enthusiasm, lit the table with his hands, and said, "Dear guests, look here. That's right, it's this table and this chair. Our Sixth Prince once sat here, eating a fish, a pot of chicken, a duck, two pig claws, a pig tongue and two ears, a plate of stir-fried vegetarian dishes, and two plates of shredded sweet potatoes!"

The package that Tang Buxiu was carrying fell with a bang and hit the threshold.

Everyone looked at Tang Buxiu and said to himself: What a handsome and down-and-out young man!

Tang Buxiu's excitement was indescribable, and he kept shouting a name: Mushroom!

Ask the incident, who else has the strength to eat the wind and fall in love with the wind? Who else is besides mushrooms?!

Tang Buxiu was very excited and was about to run to the storyteller and asked him where the "Sixth Prince" was? Someone heard a cheering and said, "Brave! Who can eat more?"

The storyteller said with confidence: "Of course it is our sixth prince! Are there many of these things? Not many! That night, an old doctor also ate so many things with his own strength. What does this mean? The food in our inn is delicious!"

Tang Buxiu's hope was broken. In his heart, mushrooms were edible, but if someone could still eat those things, it could only explain two problems: one is that the storyteller is bragging; the other is that the inn's food is small and not affordable.

Tang Buxiu carried the huge package again, placed it at the feet of the storyteller, and then sat down in the position where the "Sixth Prince" was said to have sat.

All the spectators' eyes were stunned.

The storyteller was about to look happy, but after seeing Tang Buxiu's embarrassment, he asked with a smile: "You know, you need ten taels of silver to sit in this position and use this table."

Tang Buxi pointed at the table with his index finger and said, "Serve the dishes." After this finger, the order was empty.

It turned out that there was a hole in this table, which was poked out by Tang Jiaren.

Tang Buxiu's actions were exactly the same as Tang Jiaren, and he also poked into the hole.

Tang Buxiu had a moment of trance.

The storyteller hurriedly explained: "This hole was poked out by the Sixth Prince."

Tang Buxiu looked up at the storyteller and asked, "So amazing?"

The storyteller said with confidence: "Of course! Xiaosheng saw it with his own eyes. At that time, the Sixth Prince was sitting here, suddenly stretched out his hand, and poked it like this. A hole appeared on the table behind this finger. Our Sixth Prince is not losing power."

Tang Buxiu signaled the storyteller to continue with his eyes. He pushed the sword out of the scabbard, revealing the width of a finger, and then looked back through the sword body. From when he walked in, he noticed someone glaring at him. That gaze really contained anger.

The storyteller showed off: "Our Sixth Prince is born with a wealthy face...it's like a full moon, so big..." Compare with his hands to compare his face, but it's much exaggerated.

"The fist is so small, but it is particularly powerful." Raise a warm bun.

"The waist is so thick." A water tank compared to the corner of the wall.

Tang Buxiu didn't find anyone. Obviously the man stopped his eyes and deliberately avoided it. His fingers slid, put away his sword, and turned a deaf ear to the speaker's words. He had seen the Sixth Prince Duanmu Yan, and knew that the storyteller said was not Duanmu Yan at all. Rumors in the world were indeed unreliable.

Some people are like Tang Buxiu, except that they don’t like to listen and are full of anger, and they almost burst into tears.

This person is Duanmu Yan. He was sitting in the corner of the inn, in a very inconspicuous position. He had a fake beard on his face and a watermelon hat on his head, looking like a rich man with a little family income.

Xiao Jin and Deng Hu had blackened their faces, thickened their eyebrows, and dressed up as thick and powerful servants, protecting him.

The three of them arrived at the inn one day earlier than Tang Buxu. Because they had to prepare, they delayed their trip.

As soon as Tang Buxiu walked into the inn, Duanmu Yan noticed him. Seeing him sitting in Tang Jiaren's seat, he subconsciously frowned and glared.

Xiao Jin whispered to ask when he would leave, and he withdrew his gaze, but he felt so angry.

Why did Tang Jiaren occupy his position? Who is Xiu Xiu in her mouth? Is the words she said to him true or false? She showed no scheming but a foolish trick? Haha... the scheming person is afraid he is himself?! Tang Jiaren... Tang Jiaren, this name may also be fake.

What he couldn't figure out was what would she do if he could enter the palace smoothly? She was obviously a daughter, but she wanted to seize his position. Why? It seems that someone must have caused her. Perhaps, her appearance was just to gain his trust and deceive some token on him. Then, during the journey of Tang Jiaren entering the palace, she implemented the transfer plan again, allowing another fake prince from the body of a man to enter the palace to replace him. Once it was true at this time, then he became fake. Although Xiao Jin and Deng Hu were testifying for him,... they were not sure who would come up with a more powerful proof to prove that he was fake.

Thinking about it this way, it makes sense!

Duanmu Yan closed his eyes and felt very complicated. He swore that he must strangle Tang Jiaren to death with his own hands! No, it is best to keep feeding her until she exploded.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Yan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips and smiled.

Xiao Jin whispered: "Master?"

Duanmu Yan said, "Carry it out, leave immediately, let's go after her!"

Xiao Jin replied: "No."

While talking, Hua Fenmo walked on the chair opposite Tang Buxiu and sat down, threw out a piece of silver to the storyteller, and said, "Continue." He seemed very interested.

The people in the inn first saw the unruly and casual Tang Buxiu, and then saw the charming and gorgeous Hua Fanmo. The little hearts that like gossip could not help but ripple.

The storyteller saw Hua Fenmo being generous and was so happy that he said, "Thank you, thank you, my grandson, Xiaosheng will continue to talk now. Our Sixth Prince has some problems with his throat, so the Jinyiwei invited the old doctor and gave him two injections. That old doctor is also a strange man! Our prince's voice was immediate and it was so good! The Sixth Prince was kind and gave the old doctor a table of delicious food. The old doctor was so full. Xiaosheng saw his belly bulging, just like a woman pregnant with Liujia, and he walked like this." He began to learn from the old doctor's way, which made the diners laugh and threw copper coins at him.

Hua Fanmo's people walked into the inn one after another, shocking everyone's eyes widened and forgot to breathe.

Most of the people with Hua Fanmo are graceful young men, each with different styles and full of dust.

As soon as these men appeared, they made many big men salivate and their eyes were straightened.

If this man becomes enchanting, it will really... make the woman feel ashamed of herself.

Some female guests twisted their men's ears and gritted their teeth and cursed: "Have you seen Master Rabbit before? He has it, don't you?! Look at whatever you see, and then look at you to death!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

The enchanting men were not annoyed, but just sat down with a smile, called the shopkeeper, and ordered some food. The men's appetite was very small, and the amount of one piece was not enough for Tang Jiaren to have a meal.

Because of the joining of these men, the inn has become very lively.

Someone asked in a low voice: "Where is this?"

Someone traveled around the world and recognized this group of people, so he showed off: "You don't know this. Such a stunning man with different charms must belong to Mo Jufang."

Everyone nodded, some said they would go for a walk when they had money, while others sneered shamelessly.

Duanmu Yan took the opportunity to go out, boarded the carriage, and started to bump in the darkness.

Tang Buxiu turned his head and looked in the direction where Duanmu Yan disappeared, his eyes showing a look of confusion.

Hua Fumo followed Tang Buxiu's gaze, but saw no one. He vaguely saw that three people had just walked out of here. He asked, "What are Mr. Tang looking at?"

Tang Buxiu did not withdraw his gaze and continued to look outside at the darkness, and replied with deep meaning: "Night."

Hua Fenmo withdrew her gaze and said, "Young Master, look slowly."

The waiter placed the food on the table and left.

Tang Buxiu withdrew his gaze, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating meat.

Hua Fanmo raised her eyebrows and asked enchantingly: "Why don't you look at it?"

Tang Buxi curled his lips and smiled, looking a little evil, and replied, "Why do you need the night light when you have food?"

Hua Fenmo said softly: "If you have beautiful colors, don't you want to be fancy?"

Tang Buxiu sighed lightly and said, "Miss Pink Mo, don't make things difficult for me."

Hua Fumo turned her head and took a deep breath.

Tang feasted and his eating style was both elegant and fast.

When Hua Fenmo adjusted her mood and turned around, she found that the whole pig elbow was gone, and not even the meat slices in the dish were left.

Tang Buxiu put down his chopsticks and smiled softly, "You eat it, I'm full. No one snatched the food, some of which are not delicious."

Hua Fenmo knocked on the plate with chopsticks and said, "What if it tastes good?"

Tang Buxiu said: "Fongmo, you have too many problems. In fact... many problems in life are unsolvable." He pointed at the table with his index finger and continued: "People live in the world, some do nothing, some are busy, some are busy, some are not close, some are born but not raised, some are..."

Hua Fenmo snapped her fingers and said, "What exactly do you want to say for Mr. Tang?"

Tang Buxiu said seriously: "You have to suddenly realize life so that you can understand more principles and live more extraordinary life. For example... I. If you do not have the ability to suddenly realize, you can ask me humbly for advice."
Chapter completed!