[Comprehensive] Famous Jianghu

, What are you doing, the flower room is full of people. "

Chu Liuxiang sat down dejectedly, leaving behind Meihuaxiang was mistaken for the plum blossom thief is nothing, tonight, he really did an unreliable thing in the second order. "Is there any wine? Give me a jar."

"Of course I have wine, and you must have a story, tell it quickly." Hu Tiehua took two jars of Nurhong and put them on the table, "Didn't you go to Jiang's to find out the formula they stole from Lu's? Did something funny happen again?"

Chu Liuxiang didn't want to think about what happened more than an hour ago at all, how could he explain that although he stole the formula back, he was plotted against by Jiang's study agency.There was a lot of commotion, and he was chased into the street with gongs and drums, but not to mention that you can make mistakes if you are quick with light work, you will bump into the delivery boy in the rainy night.

"He was hit badly. I had no choice but to send him to the hospital and help him deliver the last letter."

Chu Liuxiang took another sip of wine, the problem was in the last letter, the handwriting was blurred after the bump wet the envelope.Before the letter landed, he hurriedly glanced at the thin gold strokes on the envelope, and from his memory, he could tell that the letter on the envelope was Jiaxing Xiangheng Inn? Received by Li Bofeng.

"However, the more I thought about it later, the more I felt that it might be wrong. There is also a Xianghuan Inn in Jiaxing. Could I have misremembered or made a mistake again?"

Hu Tiehua thought it was a big deal, but it turned out that Chu Liuxiang had doubts about her intelligence. "Don't think too much, there is no such a coincidence. When you deliver the letter to Xiangheng Inn, is there a guest named Li Bofeng?"

"The shopkeeper said yes, I have to go later, and the man will leave with his brother."

Chu Liuxiang nodded, hoping that he was thinking too much.No matter, he will forget all the black history of tonight.

Xiangheng Inn.

The shopkeeper handed a letter to a ten-year-old boy, "Li Bofeng, here is your letter. This is the carriage that has already been ordered to go to Hangzhou, right? Be careful along the way, your brother is only half a year old, don't let the wind It makes me sick again after being blown."

"Thank you for your concern, I will pay attention to it." Li Bofen said as he opened the letter suspiciously, and really couldn't think of anyone who would send him a letter.It couldn't be the mother who disappeared without a trace, nor could it be the father who left the two brothers to find his mother.