Zaisuke

Tai Shuzhou raised his eyes and looked into the distance, then walked towards Chu Peng and said: "Someone is looking for you, I will take him away first."

Chu Peng stepped back again and again, and said: "Wait, wait, I have something to say, what are you doing with me, I even gave the Nanman piccolo to the third brother, there is really no threat."

After Dao Wu and Jian Wu nodded to Chu Ji, they left behind Tai Shuzhou one on the left and one on the right.

And Chu Peng was also taken away by Taishu Zhou with his collar.

When all the defenders of the northern wasteland capital arrived, the boy was feeding fish to the little dumpling in his arms.

The leading general stepped aside, and Han Gongyu came up to the two of them, looking down at Ji Lan, the little boy who called himself Ji Lan.

Han Gongyu said: "Ji Lan, the young son of Dingguo's mansion, do you know who I am?"

Ji Lan was sitting on the ground in Chu Ji's arms. When Han Gongyu asked, Chu Ji let go of his arms, and Xiaotuanzi Ji Lan stood up, bowed to Han Gongyu, and said, "Ji Lan has met the fourth prince, and the fourth prince is well."

"Who are you? Who in the Northern Wilderness, why are you not polite when you see me?" Han Gongyu asked the grilled fish boy.

Ji Lan said: "He is not from the Northern Wilderness, so he doesn't know His Highness, please forgive me."

Han Gongyu bent slightly, looked at the handsome Xiaotuanzi Ji Lan, and said, "Okay, if you don't want me to argue with him, I won't argue with him."

Seeing Xiaotuanzi Ji Lan looking up at him in surprise, a smile appeared on Han Gongyu's face.

The dumpling is soft and small, but still protects him.

On the face of it, this kidnapping was the bandit's idea of ​​seeing a fortune. They tied Han Gongyu, Zhao Ming, and Ji Lan to the mountain, and then extorted ransom from their families.

Last night, the defenders of the capital attacked the mountain and set fire to the mountain.

Zhaoming took Han Gongyu to the direction of the defenders, looked at the flames lighting up the night, and said, "I always feel something is wrong, but what is wrong?"

Zhaoming said: "These days in Faxiang Temple, they followed you secretly, and they didn't do anything until you left Faxiang Temple alone today and led you to a remote place."

"The courtyard you often enter and exit is guarded by imperial city guards. Even if they are greedy for money, they will walk around you."

In fact, it was just the opposite. This group of daring bandits only picked on the Fourth Prince of the Northern Wilderness.

The fire not far away is blazing, and the whole Zhuangzi is engulfed by the flames, if he doesn't escape...

Han Gongyu's throat was a little dry, and he said, "If we didn't escape, would we die in this fire?"

Zhaoming said: "Maybe. If the monk guesses correctly, he is also betting on the mystery of this matter."

"Him? The little guy who said I was his brother?" Han Gongyu said, besides Ji Lan, he couldn't think of anyone else Zhaoming was talking about.

Zhaoming led Han Gongyu to walk in the dark night, the bright fire over there suppressed even the cold moonlight, and the night over here was even colder.

Han Gongyu became more and more puzzled, and even slowed down his steps. He grabbed Zhaoming and said, "What do you mean, please explain clearly."

"Concubine Xuan came to Faxiang Temple to pray for you. You, mother and son, have guards from the imperial city beside you."

"That's right." Han Gongyu said.

"But since these guards are protecting you, but no one is protecting you, isn't it strange?" Zhao Ming said.

Han Gongyu was silent, listening to Zhaoming say, "Your cultivation is superficial, it's hard for you to protect yourself, but the guards are just like wooden piles to protect the courtyard."

"The little monk and him are confused because of this. If you climb over the wall and go out, the little monk and his intuition will be bad."

"I wanted to find a reason to bring you back to Faxiang Temple, but when the little monk and him chased you over the wall, there were still people waiting outside."

"They are different from these bandits, hiding their breath."

"In this way, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Ming smiled slightly, remembering the distant gaze between him and Ji Lan.

He and Ji Lan also climbed over the wall of the Faxiang Temple, and the pale golden brilliance of the scriptures wrapped around the beads on Zhaoming's hands and wrists surged, and there was a hidden spiritual breath of a master nearby.

Just when Zhaoming glanced around inadvertently, he happened to see Xiaotuanzi Ji Lan who slipped and fell to the ground when he climbed out of the courtyard wall.

Really careless, Zhaoming said in his heart.

Zhaoming had already followed Han Gongyu for a certain distance, and he would be able to enter the busy street after turning another corner. If it was closer, he could catch this little dumpling.

Xiaotuanzi rubbed his sore buttocks and stood up, opening and closing his lips as if saying, "It hurts."

But when Ji Lan's gaze met Ji Lan's, the corners of his mouth twitched even though he was as calm as Zhao Ming.

Xiaotuanzi's pupils were clear and rippling, and he leaned slightly in the direction Han Gongyu left: "Catch up."

The unspoken words are that if there are masters, neither you nor I can escape.

Compatible with this sentence was Xiaotuanzi Ji Lan's sad eyes because of the pain from the fall.

So when the second prince Chu Peng's iron-masked men attacked, Ji Lan asked Zhao Ming to take Han Gongyu to the guards surrounding the mountain, in order to avoid being difficult to guard against.

One day ten years later, Han Gongyu heard Han Yi say to him: "Without Ji Lan and Zhao Ming, you would have died ten years ago. How would you have the chance to ascend to this supreme position."

Zhao Ming and Ji Lan ran into each other by mistake and won the bet.

Han Gongyu said: "Back when Concubine Xian wanted to kill you, the Rong family approached Jiang Kui and offered him a lot of money. Jiang Kui took this business and asked his subordinates to kidnap you."

"But Jiang Kui's bandits only thought they wanted to do something big. They didn't know that you were the Fourth Prince of the Northern Wilderness, let alone that the Rong family and Concubine Xian were going to set fire to the mountain."

"Jiang Kui was killed by Rong's family. Those mountain bandits failed to escape the fire and were burned to death on the mountain."

"My son, you survived."

......

Zhaoming brought him to the defenders of the capital, and Han Gongyu was safe, so he pointed the direction and sent troops to look for the boy and Ji Lan.

The grass branches were crooked, and the leaves were stained with blood. The defenders of the capital came all the way to find the traces of the fight between Chu Ji and the man in the iron mask.

"Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat something delicious. I'll take you home, your father is very worried about you." Han Gongyu said with a smile choking on the corner of his mouth.

The boy stepped forward, knelt down in front of Xiaotuanzi, and said, "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

"Fourth prince, it's fine if he takes me back, please take care of me."

Xiaotuanzi Ji Lan said, putting his hands on Chu Ji's shoulders, and the young man's hand firmly supported Ji Lan's leg, and carried him on his back.

After laying out those talisman arrays last night, Xiaotuanzi Ji Lan was very tired, too lazy to even take a step.

Chu Ji's back was very stable, and he only lay on the ground for a while, feeling sleepy.

"You're so cunning..." Xiaotuanzi Ji Lan touched her lips and fell asleep after saying those words.

The young man's figure is as handsome as a bamboo, extremely beautiful and stern.

"I'm cunning?" Chu Ji said with a gentle smile, "You're only a small group, you must be tired after doing so many things."

"Why don't you praise me for carrying you home caringly, but call me cunning..."

Sixiang Mountain