Chapter 61 Good Poem, Good Poem
Seeing Wang Hao and the other two and Zhongli getting off the carriage,
Master Hu came over excitedly to attract people.

"Let me tell you, Yanxiao's cooking skills are excellent, especially the shrimp dumplings here, which are absolutely amazing. I'm the host today, so please don't be polite."

Master Hu half-dragged him into Wangshu Inn.

Zhongli also followed behind him, raised his head slightly and smiled at the roof of the inn.

The rooftop of Wangshu Inn.

Xiao looked strange.
He naturally recognized Wang Hao.

But no one expected that Wang Hao would get off the carriage with the Emperor.

After hesitating for a while, Xiao still did not go down to meet Zhongli, turned around and disappeared.

the other side,
Hu Tao led the people into Wangshu Inn, then picked up the menu and ordered more than a dozen dishes: "After walking around outside for so many days, I can finally have a good meal."

"Hu Tao turns out to be a foodie." Xingqiu said with a smile.

Hu Tao put her hands on her hips and said, "When you are alive, you should be nice to yourself, work hard, and eat well, only then you can be worthy of yourself."

Although she is the head of the Wangsheng Hall, Hu Tao never ignores life. On the contrary, this girl loves life more than many people.

Doing interesting things, eating delicious food, and drinking delicious drinks are all manifestations of Hu Tao's love for life.

For Walnut, the most terrifying thing is that one has nothing to do before he dies.

"The hall master is right." Zhongli nodded slightly, agreeing with his boss.

Wang Hao couldn't help but nodded, then shook his head slightly.

Hu Tao saw Wang Hao's action and raised his eyebrows: "Wang Hao, do you have any different opinions?"

She put her hands on her hips, looking kind of cute.

Wang Hao was not annoyed by Hu Tao's "questioning".

For him, eating, drinking and having fun are indeed not the first priority. Compared to these, there are many other things he pursues.

Help the director grandma take care of the little ones.
Helping children go to school and grow up,
Help Ningguang govern Liyue,

Even to help the Guhua Sect regain its prestige,

They are all pursuits that are higher than eating, drinking and having fun.

Of course, he would not deny Hu Tao's words. After all, he was being treated to a meal, so he couldn't say anything to spoil the fun.

So, Wang Hao smiled and said, "For me, there are more important things than eating, drinking and having fun. However, I also agree with what you said, Hu Tao. People should be nicer to themselves."

Hu Tao didn't care at all about what more important things Wang Hao said. She just selectively listened to the last sentence that Wang Hao agreed with her.

With a smug smile on his face, his plum blossom eyes sparkled slightly, and he held his head high (probably): "Haha, so everyone should eat more."

Everyone was helpless, but they happily responded to Hu Tao's interest.

Chatting,

A lady came over and asked: "Excuse me, is Wang Hao here?"

"Who am I?" Wang Hao turned around and looked at the other person: "You are... the boss lady?"

"It's the boss, not the boss's wife." Filgodette denied it, and then continued, "Here is your letter."

As he spoke, Philgodette handed a letter to Wang Hao.
Wang Hao reached out and took it. There was a special mark on the envelope. It was a letter from Ningguang.

[Filgodette, I remember she was Ningguang's person.]

[Not only Filgodette, but the entire Wangshu Inn is Ningguang's spies. ]

[Except for Yan Xiao, that guy is really just a cook. ]

[Except for Jiang Xue, that guy has no idea where he came from.]

【How about getting rid of the waiter or something? 】

【…】

With a slight flash of his eyes, Wang Hao knew the other party's identity from the barrage.
I really didn't expect that as the owner of Wangshu Inn, the other party was actually Sister Ningguang's spy.

"Okay, the food has been delivered. The dishes will be served soon. Enjoy your meals, everyone."

Philgodette didn't know that Wang Hao already knew her identity and continued to act as the boss.

Wang Hao naturally wouldn't expose it: "Thank you, boss."

Filgodette waved and turned away.

After the boss left,

Xingqiu leaned over and asked, "Another letter from Tianquan?" Wang Hao nodded, "Well, you guys chat first, I'll go out and take a look."

The others were not the type to read other people's letters, so they smiled and saw Wang Hao off.

After leaving the private room, I found a secluded corner.
Wang Hao took out the letter and confirmed that the mark had not been tampered with before opening the envelope.

[Wang Hao, when you open this letter, you should have arrived at Wangshu Inn.

Recently, the Seven Stars joined forces to check the materials and found that the Yinyuan Hall had serious problems, and the Huishan Hall also had some problems.
The Seven Stars have decided to clean up the Eight Gates.
In order to make this cleanup more thorough, I need you to help me go to Mingyun Town.

I received information that a large number of Ginharakai members are gathering there.

Ye Lan has other missions, so I need you to find out what they are doing and find evidence of their crimes.

The following is the contact method of a General Affairs Department spy: (There are rocks and debris on top, clear them out, and meet in an abandoned mine at night.)
……

Finally, many of the children in the orphanage have already gone to school, and the old lady is doing well, and I hope she will return safely. 】

In the letter, Ningguang described the recent changes in Liyue Harbor and how the Seven Stars had finally made up their minds to clean up the dirt in the Eight Gates.
He also suggested that due to lack of manpower, he hoped Wang Hao could help investigate the members of the Silver Dollar Society gathered in Mingyun Town.

Finally, some things about the orphanage were also talked about.

After carefully writing down the information on the letter, Wang Hao twisted his fingers and a flash of fire burned the letter paper.

Back to the private room,

The dishes have been served and everyone has started eating.

"Wang Hao, please sit down." Hu Tao greeted Wang Hao warmly when he came back.

Maybe it would be better if she put down the chicken drumstick in her hand.

Wang Hao returned to his seat and started eating without any hesitation.

Yan Xiao's craftsmanship is indeed well-deserved.

It even reminded Wang Hao of the craftsmanship of Wanmin Hall.

The host and guests were well fed and happy.

After the maid took away all the things,

Wang Hao looked at everyone and said, "Everyone, I may have to act alone from now on, so I won't go with you."

"Hey, is there something wrong?" Xingqiu was stunned and asked quickly.

Wang Hao nodded: "It's some personal matters."

“Can you take me with you?” Xingqiu asked expectantly.

Wang Hao shook his head: "I can do it alone."

This time we are investigating the Yinyuan Society, which may involve some secret agents from the General Affairs Department.

It is best to act alone and not let outsiders know the identities of these spies.

Xingqiu felt a little disappointed, but didn't say much. He knew that Wang Hao might be helping Ningguang do something secret.

"Ah, we've only met for a few days and we're about to part. It's so sad." Walnut was also a little disappointed.

This was the first time she met her former classmates since she took charge of the Wangsheng Hall.

She felt a little reluctant to leave one of them all at once.

"When good friends part, it's time to compose a poem."

As he spoke, Hu Tao suddenly stood up and took a few steps into the private room.
Then he raised his head and chest and said, "We are about to part, and I can't bear to shed tears. Look back every three steps, Wang Hao, walk slowly!"

This poem...

[Hahahaha, you are worthy of being Hall Master Hu. ]

[The dark doggerel poets of the Alley School are worthy of their reputation. ]

【Good poem, good poem. 】

The corner of Wang Hao's mouth twitched.

Xingqiu's tiger body trembled.

Chongyun was a little at a loss.

Only Zhongli had a calm expression and clapped his hands softly: "The hall master has great literary talent."

(End of this chapter)