big master, big liar

For the next two days, Ji Yunxi did not appear again.

Not only did Ji Yunxi never show up, Fang Qiutang and Zhu Yang disappeared without a trace, only Song Xuan blocked the door of Ji Yunxi's bedroom, holding a token of Ji Yunxi in his hand, and blocked the imperial envoy back with words .

The imperial envoy looked at him with angry eyes, but he couldn't do anything about it.

It's just that two days passed, and the imperial envoy suddenly felt something was wrong.

Ji Yunxi closed the door to thank guests every day, except for the first day, no one saw him at all, only Song Xuan came in and out, bringing tea and water, and blocked the door with a smile, and he was so angry that he vomited blood.

A follower whispered in the ear of the imperial envoy: "My lord, is this Song Xuan playing some tricks, the third prince has already..."

The imperial envoy was shocked when he heard the words, he was ordered to escort the third prince this time, if he lost his deity, his head would not have to stay on his neck.

He didn't care about the fate of the emperor, so he hurriedly led people into Ji Yunxi's room to have a look.

From this point of view, the person is quite complete, and Ji Yunxi is holding a book to read.

Song Xuan and Fang Qiutang were lying on the table in disgrace to catch up on sleep. They didn't know what had happened, and their bodies were still stained with black ash.

Seeing that he disturbed the two people's dreams, Ji Yunxi couldn't help frowning: "What's the matter, my lord?"

"Just to ask when His Highness plans to leave for Beijing?" The imperial envoy froze and got the expected answer.

"I'm not in good health, let's talk about it in two days."

Song Xuan trembled his eyelashes when he heard the movement, and muttered: "Are you urging me again?"

Ji Yunxi raised his eyes and glanced at the imperial envoy: "Yes."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to wipe off the black ash on his face, but a black mark was left instead, which looked a little funny.

"...It's that idiot again?" Fang Qiutang muttered in a daze.

"It must be him." Song Xuan was so sleepy that he felt something was being wiped off his face, so he lifted his head up, his eyes were not focused, he just saw the figure of the imperial envoy in front of him, Another affirmation. "It's him."

The imperial envoy's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He didn't care about Ji Yunxi's safety this time either, the three princes on the left and right were doing well here, and no one was abducted, but the two charlatans Song Xuan and Fang Qiutang were getting bolder and bolder.

Damn, now even a person who popped up halfway can step on top of his head, if he doesn't give these two charlatans a blow, his title of "fool" is probably going to be real.

This time the imperial envoy didn't persuade him any more, and he went out with a gloomy face.

He was only thinking about how to deter Song Xuan, but he didn't notice at all that the attendant who urged him to make sure Ji Yunxi's safety had disappeared at some point.

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It took half a quarter of an hour for the imperial envoy to leave before the chaotic mess in Song Xuan's mind returned to his place, and he slowly regained his sanity.

He vaguely remembered that he had just echoed Fang Qiutang's nonsense and called the imperial envoy a fool.

"It's broken now," Song Xuan smiled wryly. "I'm afraid this lord will hate me to death."

As he spoke, he pushed Fang Qiutang: "It's all your mouth, you dare to run out for any nonsense."

Fang Qiutang yawned in a daze: "I haven't closed my eyes for two damn nights, I finally slept for a while, and the grandson of the turtle came to disturb my dream again, who should I not scold him?"

Fang Qiutang was right, in the past two days he was almost completely busy, buying materials, rushing to make gunpowder, and making plans, none of which was labor-saving.

Fortunately, it was winter, and as the year approached, many merchants began to prepare for firecrackers in order to collect all those weird things.

Otherwise, the few things that Fang Qiutang carried were really not enough to look at.

Zhu Yang guarded the acquisition of materials at a high price, and Fang Qiutang took Song Xuan to make that weird thing overnight.

After all, it was a post station, and Fang Qiutang's room was too small and unsafe, so he moved everything to Ji Yunxi's side.

In the past two days, Song Xuan has been blocking the door all the time, in fact, he is afraid that the imperial envoy will come in and see Fang Qiutang tinkering with those weird things.

Their biggest difficulty is that there are too few people, and there are only three and a half together, and Ji Yunxi can only count as half.

It's not that Ji Yunxi didn't want to help, it's just that Song Xuan persuaded her to go back: "Qiutang has a bad temper when she makes things, and there are many rules. I'm afraid His Highness is not used to making him angry. If the thing didn't blow up, Qiutang would blow it up first." .”

He wasn't afraid of Fang Qiutang's anger, but he didn't want Ji Yunxi to be scolded at gunpoint.

Seeing Fang Qiutang's irritable appearance, Ji Yunxi no longer caused Song Xuan any trouble.

Song Xuan's understanding of Fang Qiutang was indeed precise. When he was doing those outlandish things, his temper was extremely bad, and he could greet all eighteen generations of Song Xuan's ancestor in one day.

Fortunately, he kept chattering, and his hands were neat, and he quickly made everything out.

After a day and a half of tossing around like this, Song Xuan and Fang Qiutang took those things and disappeared overnight. After arranging them for a long time, they came back yawning and fell asleep with difficulty.

"Don't worry, we've already made all the arrangements. Just wait for them to release the news. As soon as the group of grandsons arrive, I'll... ha..." Fang Qiutang yawned as he spoke. "I'll let them go and never return."

Song Xuan was not much better than him, his eyelids seemed to be stained with paste, and he didn't want to lift them up again after they were closed, but he still told him worriedly: "Wait a while when Zhu Yang sends the news, Your Highness will Hide it well, don't come out, I will lead these people to the back mountain."

Ji Yunxi had heard these words more than 20 times, but he nodded his head just looking at the big dark circles under their eyes: "Don't worry."

With that said, Ji Yunxi poured a cup of strong tea for each of them to refresh themselves.

Song Xuan smacked his tongue after drinking it: "What kind of tea is this? It's too bitter."

"Green mountains and green waters are said to be refreshing." Ji Yunxi had a faint smile on his face. "Probably soaked for a long time."

Fortunately, Song Xuan was not picky, so he drank it too, but instead of feeling refreshed, he became more and more sleepy.

After a stick of incense, Fang Qiutang suddenly saw the night sky outside light up, and a crimson firework pierced the night like a shooting star, disappearing in an instant.

"Someone has spread the news," Fang Qiutang said.

This was the signal they had agreed with Zhu Yang. Zhu Yang was watching the situation of the entire station outside. As long as someone sent a message, he would light red fireworks to make Song Xuan and the others take precautions.

Fang Qiutang turned to look at Song Xuan, but saw that his head was already on the table and fell asleep again.

"Song Xuan..." Fang Qiutang raised his hand to wake him up, but Ji Yunxi held it down.

"Don't wake him up," Ji Yunxi's eyes were no longer as gentle as before, but there was a faint chill in them.

Fang Qiutang was taken aback: "It's not a plan..."

His eyes suddenly fell on the teacup that Song Xuan drank.

Ji Yunxi poured the tea, Song Xuan was totally defenseless.

"you……"

Ji Yunxi hooked the corners of his mouth.

Just as Song Xuan would not joke about his life, it is also impossible for him to agree with Song Xuan to take risks for him.