"Haha, Marquis, you are in great interest."

Zuo Menggeng walked quickly, holding a few fresh fish in his hand, which seemed to be an ordinary person.

Seeing Xu Changqing looking at the fish in his hand, he hurriedly smiled and said, "I just got the authentic bunch head breeze, give it to the Marquis to try it."

Xu Changqing smiled: "It's time for you to be young. Come and sit and drink tea."

Zuo Menggeng handed the several gulps to his personal soldiers and sat next to Xu Changqing with a smile.

After listening to the song for a while, when he saw Xu Changqing seemed to be in a good mood and was quite calm, Zuo Menggeng hesitated for a moment, and still plucked up the courage to speak: "Marty, my father's health is already a little better. I wonder when you have time to meet my father..."

"oh?"

Xu Changqing smiled: "Is Zuo Shuai better?"

Zuo Menggeng nodded quickly and looked at Xu Changqing respectfully.

"Haha, that's my blessing in the Ming Dynasty. Young Marshal, I don't know what Zuo Shuai has to make arrangements. I can see Zuo Shuai at any time."

As he said that, Xu Changqing looked at Zuo Menggeng's eyes with a smile.

Zuo Menggeng was panicked for a moment, but he covered it up very well, and he hurriedly smiled and said, "If the Marquis has time tonight, then I will arrange it now."

"Haha, okay. I'll have to work for the young commander."

Xu Changqing got up and saw Zuo Menggeng off in person.

After keeping his breath away from the restaurant, Zuo Menggeng breathed a little relieved. Unexpectedly, things would go so smoothly today.

As long as Xu Changqing enters Wuchang City, no matter how many people he has, and no matter how powerful the model army is, it will be the fish on their Zuo family's chopping board!

"assassin!"

"There are assassins!"

"Hurry, protect the Marquis!"

"Stop Zuo Menggeng..."

But before Zuo Menggeng was excited for a moment, he didn't even walk out of the restaurant for fifty steps, and suddenly a noise came from the direction of the restaurant.

Immediately afterwards, the model army's personal soldiers on duty outside the restaurant rushed up like wolves and tigers, and directly placed the knife on Zuo Menggeng's neck.

The officer in charge could not stop sneering: "Young Marshal, you may not be able to leave today!"

"This, this..."
Chapter completed!