Chao Yu Jie

The two talked softly, and after an unknown amount of time, they suddenly heard a horseshoe passing by mixed with human voices, and the two couldn't help feeling nervous and immediately shut up.

Yin Hecheng stood up slowly and drew out his sword, leaning sideways and looking down.Wen Zhuo's legs felt a little numb from sitting, so he helped Shan Shi to stand up a little bit, and put the sword by his side, fearing that he would show his whereabouts, he just stood with Shan Shi on his back to watch Yin Hecheng's reaction.

After a while, there was even more commotion below, and people could vaguely hear someone shouting His Royal Highness Luo Wang, Mr. Wenzhuo Yunyun.Wen Zhuo frowned, still hesitating, but Yin Hecheng had already responded.

With a chill on Wen Zhuo's back, he hastily pulled him, saying, "Beware of fraud!"

Yin Hecheng smiled, pointed to a person on the downhill and said: "It's the inner court guard."

Wen Zhuo was still uneasy, and muttered: "Those assassins were also dressed as imperial guards before, who knows if they will be dressed as imperial guards this time."

But he was suspicious. Daxin's inner court guards had to be the sons of aristocratic bureaucrats to be selected. The sons of the gentry family not only spoke and acted differently, but also had a very different temperament from others. Ordinary people It is even more difficult to mix in the imperial guards.

The imperial guards of the inner court have been searching for a long time since they took orders, and they finally found someone here, they couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and they were also happy to see that the two of them were fine, so they came up to pick them up and took them back to the camp.

Just now Wen Zhuo was flustered and didn't pay attention to Yin Hecheng carefully, but he was injured a little bit, it was a sword wound on his elbow, fortunately the wound was a little shallow but there were some blood stains, the blade was not coated with poison, otherwise it would be unthinkable.Seeing Wen Zhuo, he was afraid for a while, but Yin Hecheng looked calm and didn't care at all.

The chief of the imperial guard had some friendship with Yin Hecheng, so he explained the situation.Although Pei Yun and the others suffered some injuries, they were very skilled after all, and they didn't let them get away after fighting with those assassins.It's just that the assassins came prepared and all of them hid poisonous wax pills in their mouths, but unfortunately none survived.

When they returned to the camp, everyone had already stayed here. The emperor knew that the two of them were fine because he had received a letter in advance. When he saw them coming back, he summoned them to ask a few words. Yin Luanchao and Yin Hongzhao were both there, and they both said something If there is no pain, no itching and no concern, Wen Zhuo feels even more terrified.

After listening to the emperor asking him about the incident, he only briefly explained the previous incident. He didn't know what happened suddenly, but he just briefly stated before and after the attack. and so on.

Wen Shiyu was so distressed that he didn't know what to say. He expected that this matter would not be resolved for a while, so he had to wait patiently for the emperor to speak before taking his son back to the mansion.

Wen Zhuobai was frightened and tortured for a long time. Wen Shiyu was afraid that he would get sick from the fright, but he seemed to be in good spirits.Because he was too hungry during the day and didn't dare to eat too much at night, he asked the kitchen to prepare some snacks, soup and porridge. It was rare for the father and son to have nothing to eat without talking. While eating, Wen Shiyu asked him the details of the day.

Although Wen Zhuo had already answered the question before the imperial court, Wen Shiyu was still worried.

After listening to Wen Zhuo's detailed explanation, Wen Zhuo asked his father again: "Father, who is behind the scenes?"

Wen Shiyu didn't speak for a long time, thousands of thoughts passed through his mind, but he was hesitant to tell Wen Zhuo, although this son is getting smarter now, after all, he still has little knowledge, he was afraid that talking too much would cause trouble, so he was a little perfunctory, He said: "It's uncertain about the battle for the crown prince. I think you don't go to Luowang's mansion these days. It's better to avoid the limelight."

Wen Zhuo's face was slightly surprised, before he could speak, he heard Wen Shiyu say: "Your elder brother's marriage is coming soon, you can help out in the mansion."

Wen Zhuo took a sip of the porridge, and couldn't help but said, "Brother is a good director, so I don't need my help."

These words were clearly a complaint, but Wen Zhuo muttered like he was acting like a baby with Wen Shiyu. The Marquis of Xiangyang doted on him the most, and scolded him with a smile, "Little bastard! Dad is afraid that you will be uneasy outside!"

Wen Zhuo understood his kindness, so he could only stick out his tongue a little, and stopped talking.

Wen Shiyu didn't finish his sentence, and said again: "The next day will be your birthday, and you will be sixteen in a blink of an eye. The ancients said that you have a family and a career. Now that you have a son, it's time for you to marry a wife."

As soon as these words came out, the soup in Ke Wenzhuo's mouth almost spit out, he said anxiously: "I don't want to get married so early!"

"Marriage matters have always been ordered by parents, how can you be willing or not!" Wen Shiyu blew his beard and stared.

Wen Zhuo was not afraid of him, but he still had to find an excuse, rolled his eyes, and hurriedly said: "I didn't say no to marrying. Father, look, brother is only married now, and I haven't performed the coronation ceremony yet. There is no need to marry a wife so early." Wen Zhuo quickly defended.

Talking about Wen Chou's marriage made Wen Shiyu even more worried, and said, "A Chou can't help it. If the daughter of the Qin family hadn't died young, you would have been an uncle."

These words reminded Wen Zhuo, "Brother Tu, how old is he now? I'm afraid that a girl from a good family would be willing to be such a ready-made aunt?"

These words reached Wen Shiyu's heart.Wen Zhuo is doing very well now, he is naturally looking for a suitable family, a high-ranking family like the Hou Mansion naturally wants to say that the family is right, Wen Zhuo's question hits the point, and Wen Shiyu couldn't answer it for a while, but he said : "Because Brother Tu is young and doesn't remember things, it's easy to be close to your daughter-in-law when she gets married. Don't be in a hurry for a day or two. It's always a matter of relative family."

Seeing that he was speaking vaguely, Wen Zhuo knew that he had slipped through, and it was better to be dragged in his heart for a while, than to be randomly selected by his father, and put a girl he didn't know in the room and embarrass everyone.

Wen Shiyu saw his happy face, but felt a little more uneasy. This son was in danger because of his female sex before, but now he suddenly became unfriendly to female sex, which really puzzled him.

Before, he even thought about finding a doctor to show him, but now he saw some clues.

Yin Hecheng is a well-deserved dragon and phoenix among the people, but Wen Zhuo is no match for him. He saw the expression of talking with Wen Zhuo after hunting Luo King today, and he sacrificed his life to save others when he was in danger. Wen Shiyu thought of this I can't help but have a headache everywhere.

Although Daxin Dynasty can't help being masculine, and even has become a fashion in some places, it's just that His Royal Highness Luo Wang is good, but he can't marry to be the wife of the prince. If Wen Zhuo is allowed to be Yin Hecheng's princess, wouldn't it be a waste of money? Wen Shiyu was also unhappy.

It's a pity that Wen Shiyu will have a headache, but Wen Zhuo doesn't feel it at all, it's hard to understand his father's painstaking efforts.