Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 306 Angry Zhao Qingcheng
Soon.

Following the four girls, Peng Ye went to a side room on the third floor.

"Son..."

"Your surname?"

"What service do you need, my lord..."

"A dragon or..."

The four girls were indeed beautiful and delicate, but Peng Ye was not interested.

"Turn back your prodigal son, and get me two jars first." Peng Ye said.

"Okay, right now." Hearing this, Chunhua left the wing room first, causing the other three to stare blankly, as if the opportunity to perform was snatched away.

"Do you need a massage, my lord?" Miss Xia Cao asked charmingly, and deliberately winked at Peng Ye, "I'm very good."

"I'm also very good." The natural girl said.

"And me." Li Zhi also wanted to claim credit at this time, and tried very hard to untie her clothes.

"This is your bounty, go out and leave me alone." Peng Ye took out a gold card and threw it to them and said.

The eyes of the three girls were straightened, and they disappeared immediately after taking the gold card.

Soon.

Chunhua came back to Peng Ye's wing with two jars of prodigal sons.

"My lord, I'll pour you wine." As Chunhua said, she poured a bowl for Peng Ye and handed it over: "My lord, please."

Peng Ye picked up the bowl and drank it down in one gulp. His throat was hot and he drank it quite vigorously. This was the best wine he had ever drank in this Jiuhuang except for Tian Zixiao.

"Who made this wine?" Peng Ye asked casually.

"This wine was newly introduced by our boss and a big businessman a year ago." Chunhua said truthfully: "The sales volume of this wine is ten times that of all wines in just half a year. It can be called the real king of wine."

"It was only introduced in recent years." Peng Ye murmured, and then drank another bowl. The strong liquor burned his throat. Compared with the liquor from his hometown on the earth, it's just that the prodigal son turns back and is more mellow.

Is it possible...

Thinking of this, Peng Ye suddenly raised his eyebrows, looked at Chunhua, and said, "Do you know who this great merchant is and where he is now?"

"I don't know about this, I need to ask our Aunt Yang." Chunhua said shyly, "Aunt Yang is the boss of Luohonglou."

"Okay, this is your bounty, go and invite her here." Peng Ye said to Chunhua, and lost a blue card, which only contained 20 gold coins, but 20 is already considered a well-to-do in this small place. .

And the previous gold card only had a total of 30...

"Thank you, Young Master, for your kindness. I'll go and invite my aunt to come here." A woman in a small place like Chunhua probably has never seen so many gold coins.

Soon.

Aunt Yang came to Peng Ye's wing, and said with a warm smile, "Young master, if you have anything to tell me, just tell me."

"Actually, it's nothing, I just want to ask you about the source of this wine." Peng Ye said with a smile on his face.

"This wine was shipped from the capital of Zhao State, and there was a third party involved. I don't know the exact location." Aunt Yang said truthfully, "If you want to find out the source, I am afraid that you will go to the royal family of Zhao State. Let’s take a trip to the capital.”

"Thank you." Peng Ye cupped his hands upon hearing this.

Afterwards, he checked out and left the pavilion. He changed his plan to stay overnight, and flew to the capital of Zhao's royal family overnight.

……

One day and one night, with Peng Ye's current cultivation speed, is enough.

Imperial City.

When Peng Ye came here, it was already dark, the flowers were blooming like brocade, and the beacon fire was brightly lit. At first glance, it looked like a city that never sleeps.

Walking on the street, Peng Ye did not go to the royal family, but found a random place to stay first, and planned to go there to say hello to Zhao Ritian tomorrow morning.

in the inn.

Peng Ye looked at a piece of animal skin newspaper that he had taped up on the street. There were many things about Zhao Guo on it, which made it easier for him to find the fat man.

Regrettably, the word "Zhou Quan" still did not appear on the animal skin newspaper.

However, he saw something more interesting, that is, there was a place on it that wrote about himself...

"Peng Ye, the star of the Eastern Desolation in the world of cultivating immortals, was buried in the moving fairy palace in the Western Wilderness and Northern Desert...Damn, there are four [True] four tattoos on the back, and I asked other people who entered the ruins of the fairy palace Some young people?" Seeing this, Peng Ye felt a little depressed, when did he die again.

After a while, Peng Ye didn't bother with the matter any more, so reporting it like this would not do him any harm, and the people of the Ksitigarbha Palace might save him some trouble because of it.

……

The next day, the sun was shining.

royalty.

In a courtyard, under a maple tree, on a stone table, a beautiful figure lived there in a daze, a little depressed. On her table, there was also an animal skin newspaper. one page.

"I don't know how Xiao Yezi is doing now." This woman is the Princess Zhao, Zhao Qingcheng.

Looking at the newspaper on the table, she didn't feel sad at all, but was more missing. She seemed to know that Peng Ye was not dead.

"Brother, it's true. Why did you spread rumors that Xiao Yezi is dead? Brother Yunfeng clearly said that Xiao Yezi came out of the fairy palace safe and sound." Zhao Qingcheng was a little unhappy and distressed.

Zhao Ritian was obviously doing this for Peng Ye's sake, so he just wanted to get rid of other trivial matters like this brother Peng Ye.

Zhao Qingcheng naturally doesn't think so, she is a lunatic, and for her, spreading rumors like this is cursing her little leaf to die soon...

For this reason, it has been more than a month, and she has ignored her elder brother Zhao Ritian until now.

……

Royal hall.

Zhao Ritian was the same as usual, dealing with the government affairs of the court and China, without being disturbed by anyone, he was very leisurely, and the other royal elders were not there either.

"Hey, wearing a dragon robe, you look majestic, you really look like an emperor." Just as Zhao Ritian was immersed in government affairs, an unruly voice came from outside the hall.

"Who dared to trespass in my imperial palace after eating the bear's heart and leopard's guts." Zhao Ritian frowned and raised his head, but he was stunned immediately after seeing the figure, "Fuck, Brother Ye!"

"Don't get excited, I will stay for a few more days, and I won't leave immediately." Peng Ye smiled at Zhao Ritian, and then sat down in one place.

"You can be regarded as coming, Qingcheng her..." Zhao Ritian complained.

"How is Qingcheng?" Hearing this, seeing Zhao Ritian's sad face again, Peng Ye immediately stood up and asked urgently, interrupting Zhao Ritian's words.

Zhao Ritian immediately told Peng Ye everything about the death news in the newspaper.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be like this. I thought something serious happened. Brother Ritian, you really scared me to death." Peng Ye let out an old air.

"If you interrupt me, what can I do." Zhao Ritian spread his hand that was still holding the pen.

"Why don't we go and see her now," Peng Ye said.

"She's in the third courtyard at the back, so I won't go, and I have to deal with a lot of government affairs, which is a headache." Zhao Ritian forced: "If I knew it, I would be the ass in charge."

"Come on then, I'll go and see Qingcheng, come back after I'm done, I have something to discuss with you." Peng Ye said.

"Okay, I'll go there when I'm done." Zhao Ritian nodded, and immediately reminded: "Remember to give me some kind words in front of her, otherwise I won't go."

"Okay, got it." Peng Ye got up and waved with a smile, before leaving the hall.

(End of this chapter)