The shadow guard laughs at me with a broken sleeve

King Rui's face collapsed immediately: "This, this..."

Not ugly, but beautiful, this is a very good-looking man, but definitely not his third brother.

This person was Yan Li, and the time he took to go upstairs was enough time for him to understand what his master meant, and changed Xue Lang's outer robe to make it look like the real one.

The crown prince's face sank like water, full of anger at being fooled, only the young master of Xiangfu asked with great interest: "This young master has a good face, where is he from?"

In order not to cause trouble for Xue Lang, Yan Li made up a random place. Seeing that the young master of the Prime Minister's family was still interested, Yan Li knew that if he didn't leave now, he would wait when.

So he stood up, with an offended displeasure on his face: "Farewell, I'm sorry I won't accompany you."

Anyway, "he" is a person from a small place, it is impossible to know the relatives of the emperor in Lingyang City, and there is no concept of superiority or inferiority.

When he walked out, King Rui's annoyed voice came from the private room: "How could it be? This king clearly saw it with his own eyes."

After leaving the restaurant, the follower naturally disappeared, and Yan Li switched back with Xue Lang in the alley, and briefly told him what happened there.

Xue Lang was overjoyed: "This king's two brothers are very frightening."

"However," Xue Lang skillfully took off his mask, pinched his chin and moved his wrist, wondering, "How did you pretend to be ugly with such a pretty face?"

Yan Li let him do it, his eyes fell on the void, and when Xue Lang let go, he took a step back: "This subordinate will leave."

"Go."

With this crop, Xue Lang became more interested in visiting the Sky Lantern Festival, but at the end when all the lights were in full bloom, his figure was indescribably bleak.

Yan Li felt distressed watching in the dark, Da Chu humiliated Xue Lang, Da Qing refused to accept him, Xue Lang was like a lonely boat in a storm, unable to find where he belonged.

Unlike him, he at least has an upright master. Although they are all the same person, he can rely on Xue Lang, but Xue Lang can't trust anyone.

Looking at the back of Xue Lang with his head held high, Yan Li wanted to pass through the crowd, put on a cloak for him, and said, "Master, take a break."

But he can't, the situation is changing rapidly, he just returned to Lingyang, the crown prince and King Rui secretly probed, and as soon as he relaxed, they would tear off a piece of his flesh.

Xue Lang didn't know that his little shadow guard could think so much just by looking at his back. He just stared at the flames lit by the sky lanterns, thinking about when they would be completely extinguished in the autumn wind.

5. Chapter 5

March time flies by, no matter how reluctant Xue Lang is, he still has to get up and go to court early.

As soon as he came to the court, the courtiers almost drowned him in the saliva spattered by the fierce debate. It turned out that there was a flood in Wu'an City, and the refugees were displaced. They urgently needed to distribute silver taels to appease the people.

And what they are arguing about is who should share this piece of fat.

This matter is very simple to say, it is a great achievement if it is done well, and the people are grateful, if it is not done well, they can find Guan Xiaoxiao to take the blame and escape smoothly.

Xue Lang felt that there was no one in the court, so he quietly became a little prince, and even wanted to drink a cup of tea. These courtiers are much better than storytellers in restaurants.

In the chaos, someone suddenly mentioned Xue Lang's name, and the noise stopped.

The old emperor's eyes fell on Xue Lang vaguely, and it turned out that the man was none other than Xue Lang's grandfather, who was riding a horse and riding a general. He had countless military exploits, and every word he said carried great weight.

The old general had always been upright, and he did not open the door to Xue Lang because of his blood relationship. He was only willing to look at Xue Lang because of his talent as a leader.

Xue Lang was wondering, he was raised in the palace since he was a child, and he was not close to his serious grandfather, so there was no reason why he suddenly sided with him.

In the silent hall, King Rui politely rejected the old general's proposal "on behalf of" Xue Lang: "Brother Sanhuang won countless victories for me in Daqing, and he just came back now. I'm afraid he is not familiar with political affairs..."

Saying half and leaving half, doesn't that mean that Xue Lang is a reckless man?

He really doesn't like this younger brother, since he made the first move twice, don't blame him for going against him.

Xue Lang stepped forward with a left step. There was no shame on his face, but a sense of generosity, and he said sincerely: "My son is willing to share the worries of the father!"

The people on the dragon chair looked at the showy King Rui, and thought that his introverted and dull prince finally agreed to this matter. King Rui was too aggressive, and it was time to get frustrated.

However, the old emperor did not entrust Xue Lang with full authority over this matter, and pointed to the servant of the household department, Xing Xin, and the commander of the imperial guard, Ye Hang, to assist.

Ye Hang is Concubine Jing's cousin, and he belongs to King Rui's party. This trip is considered to cut power for him, beating the unconscious King Rui.

To be honest, Xue Lang was only going there on behalf of the royal family. It didn't matter if he did something or not, as long as someone helped him do it, even if he took a fool, he could catch up with the tree.

Xue Lang returned to the mansion with a cold body, with no expression of joy or anger, and the servants who brought him out followed suit, even trying to follow Xue Lang's yard, but Xue Lang kicked him out.

"idiot."

"Your Highness, forgive me!"

A few people ran away in two directions, and packed up and left that day. This master is really hard to serve.

After they left, Xue Lang rubbed his forehead and asked Yan Li to pack his bags.

Yan Li put a plate of snacks into the bag, and put back the things that he took out not long ago without saying a word.

He had heard about the early court affairs, Xue Lang didn't want to be treated as a pawn, and he didn't want to be "close to the people". This line of work can only be said to be boring.

Xue Lang collapsed on the chair, with indifferent eyes, and said, "When we get to the place, I will throw all the mess to them."

After lunch, they were about to set off. The servant of the household department could not ride a horse, so Ye Hang was in a depressed mood, so he also took a carriage. Only Xue Lang rode a brown-red horse, just like the day he returned to Beijing, ostentatiously passing through the city .

The autumn wind is rustling, leaving Lingyang City, green hills are everywhere, adults are sleeping in the carriage, Xue Lang is humming an out-of-key tune with a wild flower in his mouth.

The life in the frontier is also so comfortable, but there is no such good scenery.

Along the way, Xue Lang didn't take the initiative to communicate with those people, but he read all the brochures that should be read, and they were all urgent reports from Wu'an City.

The flood destroyed half of Wu'an, and many people died. The rest either lingered on the edge of the dangerous flood, or hurried out of the city to the nearest Zhangyu.

They did encounter many refugees along the way, but looking at their expressions, Xue Lang felt that it might not be as simple as Dashui.

At night, he asked Yan Li to kidnap a refugee, saying that he was a prince and going to Wu'an to control the water, and asked him about the situation.

When the man heard this, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly advised him: "My lord, please don't go, Wu'an, Wu'an city is too dangerous now!"

Xue Lang asked suspiciously: "Why? It's just a flood, don't you even want the city?"

As soon as Wu'an was mentioned, the man became terrified and sweated coldly. Yan Li stood behind him, and he even wanted Yan Li to lean in his arms to absorb some warmth.

Xue Lang brought the man back to him and threatened, "Tell the truth, or I will take you back to the city together."

The man shook his head repeatedly, and a big man was crying out of breath: "My lord, my lord, please spare Xiaomin!"

Xue Lang guided him patiently: "What are you afraid of? Tell me, this king is here to help you."

Hearing this, although he was still fearful, the man still whispered: "Wu'an City, there is a murderer, every time he kills a person, he leaves a piece of arm or leg. Before we escaped, half of the people in the city were killed by him! "

The more he talked, the more frightened the man became, and he shrank his neck, as if a murderer would appear in front of him in the next moment. Yan Li touched his shoulder, and a hot stream flowed down the man's pants, with an unbearable stench.

Xue Lang moved away in disgust, Yan Li understood, and threw the man back on the road. As soon as he touched the ground, the man ran desperately. Unfortunately, he fell down the cliff tragically in the dark.

Regardless of how much exaggeration there is in the man's words, hearing his description, the trip to Wu'an suddenly became strange.

Xue Lang leaned against the tree trunk, with the fire reflected on his face, seeing Yan Li coming back wearing stars and moon, he came to jokingly: "Yan Li, what if the murderer attacks this king? I don't want to lose arms or legs."

Yan Li Weizheng said seriously: "Don't worry, my lord, this subordinate will not let him approach you."

Even if he dies, he must first eliminate the danger in front of his master.

Xue Lang laughed loudly: "Good Yanli!"

Xue Lang didn't tell Xing Xin about this, fearing that he would frighten him, so he secretly discussed with Ye Hang.

At the beginning, Ye Hang was full of doubts. He thought it was Xue Lang's trick to scare him, but the closer he got to Wu'an, the more panicked refugees became. He also caught two of them at random, and got the same answer. .

Before entering the city, Ye Hang approached Xue Lang full of doubts and asked, "My lord, if what they said is true, what should we do?"

A murderer who can kill half of the city, they probably don't have enough people. The government bank for disaster relief transported five carts, and half of the guards have to guard the money. Civil servants with chicken power, in this way, they will lose the opportunity.

Xue Lang sat upright and nodded, feeling that they were a little self-aware.

He frowned and thought for a while, then said seriously: "Murderer, this king can only investigate it himself, Lord Ye, the safety of Guanyin and several adults will be entrusted to you!"

Ye Hang turned pale with shock, and quickly knelt down to persuade him: "My lord, absolutely not! This trip is extremely dangerous. You are a man of gold, so you can't make any mistakes. Let the minister lead the team."

Xue Lang waved his hands, raised his head slightly to look at the mountain range covered with maple leaves, and sighed: "Saving the people from the fire and water is my duty. Don't worry, my lord, I have my own way.