Ding Baoshan held the jade pendant in his hand. Apart from the color of it, the carvings are very exquisite and seemingly valuable, it is nothing special?

Seeing that he was not sure about the point, the master whispered: "Dongweng, a few years ago, the student heard that there were several words in the capital to describe a prince: "The blue pendant in the dark clothes, the bright Zhang Yingyi, the wind and snow return, bright like the moon." Look at the jade pendant in your hand, isn't it blue? And he calls himself the king, will it..."

Ding Baoshan was shocked. He was a fifth-rank mansion and a foreign official. He was not very familiar with the officials in the capital. This prince with a black-clothed and green-paired prince was said to be the son of the eldest princess. He was named the King of Qinghe at the age of ten, but he was not in the capital. How could he run to such a remote place as Xihua Prefecture?

Ding Baoshan asked: "What does that person look like?"

The shopkeeper described: "In his twenties, he was wearing a sky-blue dress, with an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were scary!"

Ding Baoshan couldn't tell the truth. Isn't that man wearing a black suit and a blue suit? Hua Zhang Yingyi, the wind and snow return, bright like the moon? The sky-blue clothes? The appearance is ordinary?

Apart from the blue jade pendant, it doesn’t match the number!

He couldn't help looking at the master, and the master whispered: "Can it be... a special envoy?"

But will the envoy call himself this king?

Ding Baoshan thought about it, maybe the shopkeeper heard it wrong, but even if he was a special envoy, he was the special envoy of King Qinghe, and he could not be compared with an ordinary fifth-grade mansion.

The master said again: "Is it... a private visit?"

As soon as these words were said, Ding Baoshan tripped and almost fell down. That suit? If this was the case, it would be a disaster. He now brought the garrison to block the Qinghe King who was visiting privately in a restaurant, and he also said that the other party was a thief in the Yangtze River. The person who was coming was really the King of Qinghe himself. His ancestral tombs of his Ding family would have to be dug up.

Shang Yutian, who saw Ding Baoshan saying that he was igniting the fire and was still slow, couldn't help but get impatient. He walked over with a stern face and said, "Mr. Ding, why haven't you burned them to death?"

A Bai Ding, relying on the power of his uncle and father, spoke in an orderly toward a fifth-rank imperial official.

Ding Baoshan felt his teeth hurt. He ignored Shang Yutian and kicked the shopkeeper in the butt: "What are you doing when you are stunned? Why don't you lead the way!"

The shopkeeper was kicked and staggered to the ground, but he didn't dare to say anything. He got up with his hands and feet, hunched over, nodded and greeted Ding Baoshan in.

Ding Baoshan also ran around, so the master naturally followed quickly, but he was still afraid of fraud and brought four more followers.

When I entered the restaurant, I saw a crowd of people hugging their heads under the counter, sighing, and there were two young men, one man and one woman sitting calmly on the table over there.

The man is over 20 years old, with a blue dress and an ordinary appearance, but his eyes are powerful.

The woman is also about twenty years old, wearing white clothes, and looks a little more elegant than ordinary people, and she hasn't seen these people.

Seeing that they had no weapons on them and were sitting there with great might, Ding Baoshan quickly stepped forward and said, "Secretary Ding Baoshan, may I ask..."

Shangguan Qianyu wiped his face and exposed the disguise on his face, revealing a handsome and handsome face. Ding Baoshan's heart immediately skipped a beat. Hua Zhang Yingyi, the wind flowed back to the snow, bright like the moon.
Chapter completed!