Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

The moonlight is clear and the bamboo shadows are rustling. On the attic of Duobao Pavilion, the man in white stood in front of the window, overlooking the brightly lit and noisy imperial city.

He has a pair of extremely eye-catching glass eyes, indifferent and cold, as if the mortal world has nothing to do with him. The cold wind blew through the hem of his snow-white clothes, as if he would rise into the sky and fly into the moon the next moment.

"Your Highness." A dark shadow suddenly flashed behind the man. He kowtowed respectfully with a heavy voice, "This subordinate is incompetent and failed to teach the person who was disrespectful to Your Highness."

"Huh?" Yan Tanyang turned around slowly, and the face of the young man in red with a wanton and arrogant look flashed in his mind, "Dark Twelve, with your strength, can you actually miss?"

An Twelve looked ashamed, "His Highness once ordered that no traces should be left when taking action.

It’s just that for these days, Rong has been confined in the house, and there are attendants guarding the outside. I really can’t find a chance to take action..."

Yan Tanyang's twelve secret guards were carefully trained by him and were of great use, but they didn't have much time to spend with an insignificant brother.

The arrogant young man had good luck.

He said calmly, "Go down and receive five lashes yourself."

This is the end of the mission.

"Thank you for your forgiveness, Your Highness." The secret guard's failure in the mission must be punished, but five lashes can be said to be the lightest of all, so His Highness obviously held back.

Before An Twelve left, he handed over a booklet, "Your Highness, this is the major deeds of Shi Baixuan and Shi Rong from childhood to adulthood. According to my subordinates, there is no difference."

Yan Tanyang nodded and took the booklet.

Dark Twelve is the best at exploring secrets and assassinating people. The information he submitted is naturally very detailed. He even investigated the situation of his parents clearly.

Shi Rong's mother, Song Qingyun, was born in the Xuanning Hou Mansion and had a noble status. His father, Shi Feng, was born a commoner and rose to the rank of general. He died in battle many years ago and was vigorously pursued by the imperial court. Therefore, no one in the Shi government dares to bully him.

It is worth mentioning that Shi Feng already had a wife before he married Song Qingyun, and he was very affectionate with that wife.

Unexpectedly, when he joined the army, his village was massacred by the Huns, and his wife was kidnapped by the Huns. She did not know whether she was alive or dead.

At that time, Shi Feng had already distinguished himself in the army and had a considerable official position. When he returned to Beijing to report on his duties, he accidentally rescued Song Qingyun, the young lady from the Xuanning Hou Mansion, and the two got married.

But he never thought that two years after their marriage, when Song Qingyun was pregnant, Shi Feng's wife escaped from the Huns. Under pressure from the Xuanning Houfu, he defied all opinions and called his wife his wife.

And Song Qingyun...

Became an equal wife.

Yan Tanyang thought of the man far away in Yan country, and his expression was frighteningly cold. He didn't believe that Song Qingyun, a dignified young lady from the Xuanning Hou Mansion, would sink herself and marry a married man like Shi Feng.

It's just that he didn't make it clear to Song Qingyun before getting married. Since Shi Feng loves his wife so much, why would he provoke another woman?

It's just that she can't bear to part with Song Qingyun's family status. This is exactly the same as his good father, who drained the woman of all her essence and blood before revealing his true face...

Yan Tanyang's eyes seemed to be full of blood, and he rubbed the booklet in his hand into shape. He smiled faintly. After he returned to the country, he would definitely send his good father to accompany his mother and queen.

……

"Finally finished copying!" Shi Rong threw the writing brush aside, rubbed his wrist, and looked at the thick stack of paper in front of him, feeling happy and resentful at the same time.

For six whole days, he copied for six whole days!

Song Qingyun was determined to correct Shi Rong this time. No matter how pitiful Shi Rong was, she never softened her heart. Therefore, Shi Rong had not left the house for six days.

But copying Buddhist scriptures all day not only did not calm his mind, but made him even more resentful towards Yan Tanyang and Shi Baixuan. After the ban was lifted, he went straight to Shi Baixuan's yard.

In the past, when Shi Rong looked at Bai Xuan and was dissatisfied, he would show off and wait until no one was around, then secretly put a sack on him and beat him.

But today, the anger that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time needed to be vented, so Shi Rong didn't even do anything superficial and kicked open the door of Shi Baixuan's room aggressively.

"Shi Baixuan, get out of here!"

Shi Baixuan was practicing calligraphy at his desk, but when Shi Rong interrupted him, his good calligraphy was ruined. He sighed and put down the brush in his hand, "Rong Rong, why are you..."

"Snapped!"

Shi Rong slapped Shi Baixuan directly.

"Eldest son!"

When Bai Xuan's maid Yuru saw this, she quickly protected him, "Young Master, the eldest Young Master is your elder brother no matter what. If this matter spreads about you, it will definitely stain your reputation. Please think twice." !”

"Publish it?" Shi Rong sneered. He felt that he and his mother were too used to Shi Baixuan, but they had been ridiculed by many people over the years.

"There are only so many people here, who dares to spread the news? If today's incident is spread, all the slaves present will be sold." Under Shi Rong's cold eyes, the maids waiting on the side lowered their heads. As silent as a cicada.

Shi Rong stared at Yuru, "Get out of the way!"

Yuru looked pleading, "Young Master..."

Shi Baixuan covered his face and said in a hoarse voice, "Yuru, please get out of the way."

"Yes."

Shi Rong didn't hold back at all, and Shi Baixuan only felt a burning sting on his face. Being slapped in front of so many servants made him lose all face.

He calmed down and whispered, "Rong Rong, I don't understand why you are so angry. If I have offended you in any way, I apologize to you."

"You should know better, shouldn't you?"

Shi Rong's palms were sore and numb, but his heart felt extremely happy, "When you said those words in front of Duobao Pavilion, what exactly was in your heart, do you think I don't know?"

Shi Baixuan's expression remained unchanged, his face was full of misunderstood sadness, "Rongrong, you misunderstood. I was just worried about you at the time, I didn't expect you to miss me so much..."

"Keep pretending, and I'll slap you again."

Shi Rong was fed up with Shi Baixuan's pitiful appearance, and his hands were ready to move, "Anyway, you have been out all day publicizing how my mother and I have harshly criticized and abused you. It just so happened that I confirmed the matter."

Fortunately, Shi Bai Xuan was sensible and kept his mouth shut.

Seeing the humiliated look on Shi Baixuan's face, Shi Rong felt surprisingly relieved. Why did he only dare to beat him secretly before?

When Bai Xuan was beaten secretly, how could he relieve his anger by doing it directly in person now? Anyway, his and his mother's reputation was already extremely bad, so why did they still have to worry about it so much?

At this moment, Shi Rong suddenly understood.

What should I do if Shi Baixuan is always slandering the mother and son outside? Just give it a beating.