Martial Sage

The dishes of the Tang Dynasty were either steamed or boiled. This was what Tang Hao wanted to improve long ago.

But this dish was fried in Tang Hao's cognition. I don't know how to deal with it, but it didn't have the mixed smell of eggs and shrimp.

It is smooth and refreshing, with the soft and delicious shrimps, it is a dish that I am more satisfied with.

"This dish is good."

Seeing Tang Hao's expression of joy, Princess Changle put another one on it.

Li Wanqing chewed the shrimps, leaned close to Tang Hao, said with a smile on her face.

"Husband, go to the West Lake today, but there are still some gains?"

"What did the public losers say about shipbuilding?"

As soon as this remark came out, Li Wanqing saw Princess Changle winking constantly.

But the words can't be taken back.

Almost at the same time, the three people on the table stopped the bowls and chopsticks in their hands and looked at Tang Hao in unison.

Tang Hao took a long breath in his nose, stopped the bowls and chopsticks, and was stunned for a moment.

"It's okay! Just talk to the three of you."

After a glance, Tang Hao said lightly with the three strange-looking three.

"Today I met the oiran who used to be Hu Yuelou, and I just talked a few words, and I knew that this is her hometown."

"Until the setting sun sets, the people who defeated the clan did not appear."

Ah?

At almost the same moment, the three of them opened their eyes wide and were puzzled.

This public loser tried a lot of setbacks and used nursery rhymes to tell about the appointment, but he didn't show up?

Hearing this name in the hearts of the two ladies, a heartstring in their hearts seemed inexplicably taut.

Meng Yuqi!

A person who also has a beautiful figure and a beautiful face!

It seems that the sixth sense of a woman is making trouble, and I faintly feel that there must be something hidden in it.

Li Wanqing frowned, shook the chopsticks in her hand, and said.

"It stands to reason that this public loser shouldn't break his promise like this!"

"From the imperial city to Yangzhou, they have always been secretly eager to contact us. Wouldn't it be so out of the ordinary?"

"What's more, this Meng Yuqi is intriguing."

Absent-mindedly, she grabbed the food in the bowl, and Princess Chang Le raised her head and looked at Tang Hao.

"Meng Oiran's sudden departure from the imperial city is a mystery, and I can understand it even when I return to my hometown."

"But by such a coincidence, we met in West Lake? Could it be that I knew in advance that my husband was going to the West Lake and his party?"

Having said this, Tang Hao's heart jumped, as if he had guessed something secretly.

Wu Tong, who was silent at the desk, slowly put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked at the first contemplative figure.

"It's not accidental!"

"This Meng Yuqi may be a member of the public losers!"

Speaking of this, a sharp light flashed in Wu Tong's eyes.

He was Tang Hao's personal guard, and he would never allow one person to make an appointment with Tang Hao alone.

Especially this Meng Yuqi has too many unsolvable mysteries.

"Master Hou, if this is really Meng Yuqi's hometown, what if I disperse the brothers and check the identity of this Meng Yuqi?"

Tang Hao had no defense against Meng Yuqi as a person, only treating it as a chance encounter. Hearing Wu Tong's words this time, he seemed to have confirmed his own guess.

Meeting the sharp gaze, Tang Hao slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it down.

"It's okay."

"This person does not pose any threat to me."

While talking, Tang Hao put down his bowl and chopsticks, raised his brows, and pondered for a moment.

"Listening to you like this, I remember one thing."

After glanced at the three people who were listening carefully, Tang Hao continued.

"When I met Meng Yuqi today, she took out a six-sided magic square and asked me to help solve it."

"Looking back now, the box is exquisitely made, and even the carved domestic animals are of different shapes and vividness. It shouldn't be made by ordinary craftsmen."

Following this train of thought, Li Wanqing propped her elbows on the desk and supported her head.

"If this Meng Yuqi is a member of the public loser, what does it mean to come up with this magic square?"

"Is it possible to think about you?"

"What does this have to do with the shipbuilding of the public transport clan?"

Wu Tong on the side took the conversation and guessed.

"The public losers have superb skills, I'm afraid they won't easily surrender."

"Perhaps they are really considering Lord Hou."

"It's just that there is something unclear to the subordinates. Why do the public losers have to look for Lord Hou? Or why do they have to set test questions again?"

Sitting in the first place, Tang Hao quietly thought, tracing the scenes when he met Meng Yuqi in West Lake today.

Meng Yuqi disturbed the Rubik's Cube abnormally, with abnormal joy, and the last deliberate reminder, all of which seemed to point to the guess in his heart.

But even so, Tang Hao couldn't figure out why this public loser would break the stereotypes, join the WTO rashly, and get in touch with himself.

Could it be because the public losers also want to build a huge sailing ship?

Abandoning this untenable idea, Tang Hao sorted out his messy thoughts and picked up the bowls and chopsticks.

"There is a lot of suspiciousness in this matter, let's just sit and watch it change."

Princess Changle glanced at Tang Hao, her doubts still unsolved.

"Husband, do you want to go to the West Lake again tomorrow?"

Tang Hao pondered for a moment and waved.

"Forget it, I'm going to bump into it tomorrow."

"Also, our kiln has been built, and we will start making briquettes and adobe bricks tomorrow!"

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