God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Zhang Du pushed him over, and Da Zhu grabbed Yan Wentian who was trying to escape.

Zhang Du said: "He is your master, you will listen to him from now on, the daily salary is 10 Wen, if there is no accident, you need to work in the furniture factory for 50 days, you'd better be honest, otherwise, Dazhu can beat you at any time."

Yan Wentian collapsed immediately.

In the past, relying on his grandfather Yan Shigu's status, although he would not run amok in Chang'an City, everyone would save face.

But when he came to Lai Guogong Mansion and Datang Furniture Factory, this identity was not easy to use.

Yan Wentian turned his head and looked at Dazhu with some trepidation.

I thought in my heart: This guy is not a good person at first glance, maybe he is a murderer or something, a good guy doesn't suffer from immediate losses, I'd better work honestly, and when the family finds out that I am not there, I will definitely investigate. Du He's death, hum!

Da Zhu yelled suddenly: "Why are you in a daze, hurry up and work!"

Yan Wentian was so frightened that his little heart was beating, and he hurriedly moved the parts of the rotating wooden chair.

……

(The dragon set [Yan Wentian] is on the stage, brothers please claim it!)

Chapter 71 The Missing Teenager

The night is deep.

The East Palace, the main hall, is still brightly lit.

wow.

Prince Li Chengqian grabbed the plate in the hands of the maid next to him and smashed it on the ground. Due to his rude action, when the plate was thrown out, a corner of the plate slashed across the maid's cheek, and a bloodstain appeared on the tender white face.

Li Chengqian looked at it and said angrily: "Get out, don't dirty my eyes."

The maid ran away with tears in her eyes, and the others rushed forward to clean up the things on the ground.

Down below, Jiang Xian fell to his knees in fright, and said sincerely, "Your Highness, I deserve to die because I didn't handle things well, but the weather today is really unfortunate. How many years have I not seen you?" Seeing such a heavy rain, most of the students are thin and weak, it is really difficult to withstand the storm..."

Seeing this, Li Chengqian hurried down and helped Jiang Xian up himself.

Jiang Xian has reached the year of his coronation, and Li Chengqian is only 14 years old, Jiang Xian is a full head taller than him.

Corporal Li Chengqian said politely: "Ziyu doesn't have to be like this. I am not blaming you for this matter. Things like wind and rain are natural changes. How can you predict them? What makes me angry is that even the heavens don't blame you." Standing on Du He's side... You are my confidant, as long as you pass the imperial examination this autumn, then I can ask my father to let you hold an important position in the East Palace. Let's work together to achieve a great cause. It's a small setback, but it's a big deal to deal with Du He, how can you be discouraged by such a small thing."

Jiang Xian was so moved that he didn't know what to say.

As for Li Chengqian, it's not that he didn't blame Jiang Xian in his heart, it's just that Jiang Xian's talent and reputation are among the best in the Imperial College, and he was recommended by Kong Yingda. Although he is a standard Confucian disciple, he is not pedantic, but is very good at strategy Therefore, Li Chengqian worried that if he punished Jiang Xian, it would chill the other party's heart.

This trick is really useful.

Jiang Xian promised: "Please rest assured, Your Highness. After I go back, I will plan this matter carefully. Next time, I must give Du He a hard time."

Li Chengqian nodded with satisfaction: "Of course I believe in you, but don't make too much noise about this matter, otherwise it will reach the ears of my father, and I will inevitably be scolded again."

Jiang Xian nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "I will handle the matter, please rest assured, Your Highness."

……

Early in the morning.

A carriage came galloping from the east street and stopped at the entrance of the Yan Mansion.

The carriage stopped, the curtain was lifted, and a 26-year-old young man walked out of the car, wearing a blue gown, full of elegance.

It's just that the young man's face is full of anxiety at the moment.

Seeing him stepping forward, he said loudly to the two guards guarding the gate of Yan's mansion: "I am the Imperial College and speak directly to Deng Chaoping, a disciple of Master Confucius. If you have any questions, please see Mr. Yan, the Secretary and Young Supervisor!"

A middle-aged man flashed out from the door, it was the butler of the Yan residence.

The housekeeper stepped forward and said, "It turns out that Deng speaks directly. If you dare to ask what's important to see our master, I'll let you know."

Deng Chaoping's tone became more anxious, and he said, "It's too late, please take me to Mrs Yan immediately, the young master Yan Wentian of the Yan residence is missing."

The butler widened his eyes and said hastily, "Deng speaks straight, please follow me."

Under the leadership of the housekeeper, Deng Chaoping met Yan Shigu, the secretary and young supervisor of the dynasty, in the backyard.

Yan Shigu was studying in the backyard with an ancient book in his hand when he suddenly heard Deng Chaoping say that his grandson Yan Wentian had disappeared.

pat.

The ancient book in his hand fell to the ground.

Yan Shigu hurriedly stood up, stared at Deng Chaoping and asked: "What's going on? Wen Tian was sent to the Imperial Academy by myself, why is he missing now?"

Deng Chaoping hurriedly said: "It's a long story, everything started because of Du He..."

Deng Chaoping briefly explained the matter.

It turned out that after Jiang Xian and others returned to the Guozijian yesterday, they were all so discouraged that they didn't even count the number of people.

As a result, during morning class this morning, everyone discovered that Yan Wentian, the youngest, had disappeared.

After searching the entire Imperial College, there was no trace of Yan Wentian.

At this moment, the entire Guozijian panicked. While sending people to find Yan Wentian's whereabouts, at the same time, they sent direct lecturer Deng Chaoping to Yan's residence to report.

After Yan Shigu heard it, he said angrily: "Nonsense, what a nonsense, Wen Tiancai was just 13 years old, and you took him to sit quietly at the gate of Lai Guogong's mansion, who doesn't know that Du He is a famous scourge in Chang'an City, If something happens to my grandson, I will never end with you!"

Deng Chaoping explained helplessly: "Master Yan misunderstood, I did not participate in this matter, it was all led by my junior brother Jiang Xian, but the most urgent thing is to find someone first, as for the accountability, we should wait until we find Wen Tian." Bar!"

Yan Shigu nodded: "For this matter, I'm afraid I have to go to the Lai State Duke's Mansion first."

"I would like to accompany Mr. Yan to Lai Guogong's mansion!" Deng Chaoping said sincerely.

As the direct speaker of the Imperial College, he is Yan Wentian's teacher. If something happens to Yan Wentian, he will also bear a lot of responsibility at that time.

……

Datang Furniture Factory.

Du He sat in the yard, crossed his legs, and looked at the busy workers.

Workers come and go, busy.

Among them, there is Yan Wentian who is thin and thin.

Others can take five logs at a time, but he can only take one at a time.