The shadow guard laughs at me with a broken sleeve

and? "

The fourth prince, King Rui, is the son of Concubine Jing. Concubine Jing and Concubine Rong are cousins. They both entered the harem one after another. They gave birth to princes one after the other. Xue Lang was born only two hours earlier than King Rui.

When he was still young, King Rui followed him sniffling his nose and calling Brother Sanhuang, and he really loved him at that time. Xue Lang was smart and outstanding in everything since he was a child, and he would be rewarded by his father every once in a while.

King Rui's qualifications are average, but there are always treasures in the house, not because he is favored by the emperor, but because Xue Lang gave him all his rewards.

When he was punished a few days ago, no one came out to intercede for the young prince who was going to war in clothes. Not only did his good brother not say a word, he even signaled the old officials of his line to fall into trouble.

Fighting alien races, protecting the great Chu, it seems that the moment the soldier talisman was handed over to him, no matter how much military merit he had, they couldn't see him, and they took it for granted.

The military talisman is worth the military merit, and the old emperor wants to take back the military talisman, so can't his military function be also recovered?

Xue Lang shook his head, feeling that many years ago, he no longer has expectations for his blood relatives.

Sensing his mood swings, the worry in Yan Li's eyes flashed away, subconsciously wanting to share his worries: "What does the lord want to say?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Xue Lang raised his eyes subconsciously, and bumped into a pair of dark eyes. Suddenly, he was relieved.

"It's nothing," Xue Lang smiled, different from the fox's smile, but a very relaxed and gentle smile, deliberately chatting with Yan Li, "How did the news about my king in the city recently?"

Yan Li's usual information is serious and serious, and he will focus on investigating whoever has a close relationship with his prince, and doesn't pay much attention to market gossip.

Now when the master asked, although he was expressionless, he began to feel uneasy, and immediately knelt down to admit his mistake: "Master, I don't know, please punish me."

Xue Lang squeezed his arm to pull him up, and said with a smile: "You are honest."

Yan Li's eyes were calm, and through the mask, Xue Lang could still think of his uneasy expression of pursing his lips.

"Okay, I don't blame you," Xue Lang let go, patted the top of his hair, and said slowly, "Besides, I allow you to make mistakes."

Yan Li blinked quickly, and responded softly: "En."

"Go, I will take you to inquire about the news."

"Yes."

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4. Chapter 4

Before joining the crowd, Xue Lang deftly pulled out another mask from Yan Li's arms, so that he was wearing it. Now he is the forbidden King Li, and it is time for him to read another mask when he is seen.

The restaurant was full of voices, and the storyteller was spitting all over the place, what he was talking about was King Li's vicious achievements at the border.

"It is said that King Li is a green-faced, long-toothed, three-headed and six-armed monster who can blow Chu soldiers to their knees with just one breath."

Hey, Xue Lang couldn't help laughing at this king's loud tone, and lightly clasped the edge of the table with his fingers.

"He often uses three guns, and each gun has a little devil on it. When the three armies are facing each other, as soon as the little devil shows up, the Chu army is frightened and dare not fight again."

When he came back, the people lined up to welcome him, but they didn't regard him as a hero who defended their home and country. They forgot what he looked like in a blink of an eye, but they still remembered that he had three guns on his back.

"He only needs to roar, and the gods will descend from the sky to clear all obstacles for him."

Xue Lang glanced at Yan Li as if he was distracted. There were no gods, but there was an invincible shadow guard.

The storyteller exaggerated him, emphasizing his ferocity and cruelty, especially his appearance. It is said that his head was born with a triangular shape and his eyes were like giant drums, making him even scarier than a door god.

Folks have gradually spread the "Li Wang-like" door god statue, not to mention much respect for him, but I heard that there is such a demon god who can drink all ghosts.

Yan Li's hand holding the sword was tense, his eyes were red, hesitantly said: "Master..."

Kill it, kill these foolish people, King Li is looking for a chance for Daqing under the iron hooves of the Chu army, and the comfortable people living in the rear dare to slander him so much!

The corners of Xue Lang's mouth curled up, and he put his hand on his sword-holding hand. Just as he was about to say a few words of comfort, his ears trembled.

"This Li Wang is actually a broken sleeve!"

The corners of Xue Lang's raised mouth gradually lowered, and he couldn't help twitching twice.

The storyteller took a sip of tea, and then swore, "That's how King Li's foot restraint came about!"

Although he did talk to the old emperor, the old emperor would not show this nonsense out of concern for the royal family's face. Everything depends on the imagination of the people.

Xue Lang touched his nose, and as soon as he lifted his eyelids, he met the puzzled gaze of the always honest and dutiful shadow guard, which made him lose face even more.

"He's talking nonsense."

Yan Li nodded yes, and did not comment. Xue Lang thought he was arguing for him and patted him on the shoulder, but he didn't know what to say, so he simply fell silent.

Xue Lang didn't pay much attention to these arguments, he listened to the scriptures for a long time, dropped the broken silver and left, he might not be able to stop Yan Li if he continued to listen.

"Master," Yan Li looked back at the group of excited people, and said in a low voice, "This subordinate cut off their tongues."

Xue Lang hurriedly held him back, feeling sore in his heart. Yan Li couldn't listen to others saying that Xue Lang was bad. When he disobeyed discipline a few years ago, he often sneaked out to hurt others. People have been caught.

The long sword was out of its sheath, the weather changed suddenly, and the wind howled, making the hair of the two people tangled. Xue Lang closed his eyes and felt it.

"master......"

Yan Li was still waiting to persuade him, but Xue Lang pinched his wrist tightly, not daring to struggle for fear of hurting him.

Xue Lang leaned over and hugged the hairy little shadow guard, and smiled comfortingly: "It's okay, this king can bear it."

It's not that he is broad-minded, it's just that he needs to lie dormant, sharpen his edge, and develop a rock-solid heart that will not be shaken by anything in the world.

Yan Li's body was slightly stiff, and after a long time, he lowered his head slightly: "This subordinate knows his mistake."

Afterwards, the two had dinner and went to see the properties under Xue Lang's name. They were all bought by him during the year before he left for the expedition. After several years of operation, they can be called thriving. .

Only a small part of the Northern Yan army came back, and they were placed in other courtyards outside the city. Xue Lang said that he owed his brothers a lot of money and meat.

Although the old emperor didn't like him, he still had a lot of rewards. The only thing that gave Xue Lang a headache was that the imperial gifts could not be pawned.

King Li has already attained the crown, but has not yet obtained a fief. The old emperor intends to throw him far away, but it is not at this time. He has to wait for the crown prince's status to be stabilized before he can discard this pawn.

So Xue Lang's ability to have a large-scale Prince Li's Mansion in Lingyang City, which can be regarded as thin noodles made by the old emperor, has attracted the attention of everyone in the world.

Xue Lang wandered around outside a few shops, but didn't go in. These are his ostensible properties. In order to make money, the most profitable ones are a few brothels, and the business is booming every day.

On the spur of the moment, he ran to the other courtyard where Bei Yanjun lived, tried two tricks with others, made sure that he hadn't wasted his martial arts, threw Yan Li and beat them up to blow their self-confidence, and then went leisurely. go back.

There was a sky lantern festival tonight, so Xue Lang naturally wanted to join in the fun, so he just went in and had a meal before he changed his clothes and went out.

In the crowd, someone suddenly bumped his shoulder, and then, Yan Li's cold voice came: "Master, someone is following you."

"Ah."

After Yan Li finished speaking, she disappeared into the darkness again.

He can handle conspiracies and schemes, it depends on what kind of plans that person has.

When passing by a restaurant, someone on the second floor called: "Third brother."

Xue Lang subconsciously paused, the mask on his face was against a gentleman but not against a villain. How much he liked this fourth brother back then, and now he loathes him.

He originally planned to pretend he didn't hear it and continue watching the scenery, but a man dressed as a servant stopped him: "My lord, my master is here to invite you."

Only then did Xue Lang look up at the window, and the baby-faced young master looked at him expectantly.

No way, he can only agree, he can't fight with people on the street because of this.

Entering the private room on the second floor, King Rui, the prince, and the princes of the Xiangfu gathered together, and it was a big battle.

Xue Lang stood at the door with restraint and respect, and said respectfully, "My lord."

He shouldn't know these people, he is not willing to use such a beautiful day to reminisce about the old days.

King Rui was holding a piece of jade flute with golden tassels on it. At first glance, he looked like a young man who had been raised in rich clothes and jade food. He could be described as extremely rich.

The prince is introverted, honest and honest, perhaps this is just his appearance.

Compared with the two of them, the son of Xiangfu seemed much more real, and even returned a gift, as gentle as jade.

As soon as Xue Lang took his seat, King Rui couldn't wait to say: "Third brother, what are you doing wearing a mask?"

"Young Master, why do you want me?" Xue Lang ignored his address indifferently, showing a little impatience, "I have something important to do, so please make a long story short, Young Master."

King Rui was choked speechless, but the prince had no choice but to say: "Third brother, don't be self-willed."

Xue Lang shook his head slightly: "I don't know any of you, did you deny the wrong person?"

As soon as these words came out, King Rui frowned indistinctly, but the guy who was following him said that he never left. He also watched people come in just now, so there was no reason to admit his mistake.

The mask, yes, take off the mask, let's see how he still denies it, sneaking out of the mansion during the confinement period, it is disrespectful, go to the father's place, and then read him a copy.

"Can you take off the mask?" King Rui said, licking his lips, suppressing his joy, "We will know whether we have misidentified you, Young Master."

Xue Lang still shook his head: "I'm ugly, I might scare a few of you."

Rui Wang repeatedly said absolutely not, they don't judge heroes by their appearance.

Seeming to be annoyed by being entangled, Xue Lang took off his mask