How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant

In the early morning of the next day, the snow gradually became lighter.

Shitou glanced at the fine snow falling outside the house, and after counting all the hands, he reported to Xiao Lingfeng, and then led out the horses, and when Xiao Lingfeng gave an order, he could set off early.

Xiao Lingfeng fastened his cloak tightly, and seeing the shopkeeper's courteous servant standing by his side, he suddenly asked, seemingly unintentionally, "Master Fu, is he up yet?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and replied, "Young Master Fu left early this morning."

Xiao Lingfeng nodded casually and said nothing.

The shopkeeper let out a sigh of relief.

Several people set off separately.Xiao Qi was punished and took two people back to the station to serve as soldiers. Shi Shi and the other three followed Xiao Lingfeng to Shuoyang City.

It was not easy to walk along the way, the twenty or thirty li was covered with snow, and the soldiers galloped behind Xiao Lingfeng, leaving hoofprints of different depths on the snow.The cold wind blew towards the face, and it hit the face like a knife, making life painful.

After entering Shuoyang City, the group went straight to the county government office.

The people in the city were clearing the snow on the street, and when they saw the prince of Jingbei dressed in black and riding a horse, followed by several tall and powerful soldiers, they all gave way.

When the people walked away, they all stretched their necks to look around, trying to catch a glimpse of King Jingbei's demeanor from the towering and solid back.

"Master Zhang! The lord is here!" The person on duty had sharp eyes and saw Prince Jingbei's iconic black cloud riding snow from a long distance, so he hurried in to report.

When the county magistrate heard that King Jingbei was coming, he quickly put down the handover list in his hand and hurried out to greet him.

"I don't know the prince is coming, so I'm too far away to greet you, it's very rude." Standing outside the gate of the county government office, he bowed his hands respectfully to King Jingbei with a cold expression on his face, "Please also welcome the prince Haihan."

Sitting on the horse, Xiao Lingfeng nodded slightly with a cold expression.

Holding the reins in his hand, he glanced calmly at the team escorted by officials outside the gate of the county yamen, and searched carefully among the group of prisoners who were staggering to and fro.

to no avail...

Mr. Zhang did not expect that King Jingbei would come over in person at the critical moment of handing over the prisoners, so he was not sure what he meant for a while.

Seeing the prince in black sitting on the horse with a serious expression on his face, he became more and more nervous.

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Zhang fluttered his blue robe sleeves, then bowed again and asked: "I don't know if the prince is here in person, but do you have other orders?"

Xiao Lingfeng tilted his head, Shitou understood, got off his horse and negotiated with the county magistrate.

Shitou is older than Xiao Qi, although his name is Shitou, he is steady and smooth.

With a friendly and polite smile on his face, he exchanged greetings with the county magistrate, then raised his finger to the group of fugitives who were staring blankly in square shackles, and asked him in a low voice: "Zhuang Yi knows Mr. Zhuang's father and son, are there any in the roster?" ?”

"Yes, yes." The county magistrate understood, and immediately found the military registration documents of Zhuang Qingyue and his son, and then summoned a yamen servant to give them instructions.

Not long after, the yamen servant trotted back to return to his command, with the happy look on his face when he met a big man.

Following behind him were wearing heavy shackles, an old man and a young man who staggered forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

It was freezing cold, and the two men were wearing thin prison clothes, obviously their limbs were stiff and their movements were slow due to the cold.

The yamen servant was in a hurry, and when he turned around and saw that the father and son had not been able to keep up, he was afraid that the two of them would miss their chance to gain face in front of the officer, so he felt ruthless, raised his long whip and swung at Zhuang Qingyue viciously.

There was an exclamation from the crowd of onlookers.

These yamen servants are used to being domineering towards prisoners, and they are used to beating and scolding serious criminals, but this time they kicked the iron plate.

When the yamen servant swung his whip, he had accumulated [-]% of his strength, and before he could hit Zhuang Qingyue at all, he was clamped by a stone on his wrist.

The whip dangled twice in mid-air, and then softened down again.

Soldiers are used to carrying knives, and their hands are so strong that they can easily crush a person's wrist bones with just a slight twist.

The yamen servant was still struggling, only to hear a very slight "click" sound, before the yamen servant could react, his wrist slumped down in a strange posture.

He lost his voice for a moment, then looked at his wrist in horror.The pain finally came belatedly, and the yamen servant, who was so cold in the cold weather, broke out in cold sweat instantly.

With a scream, he was kicked to the ground by the stone again, and rolled endlessly with his wrists in his arms, rolling out an unbearable mud on the snow.

Everyone was silent, scared by this sudden change and did not dare to move.

Xiao Lingfeng frowned: "It's too noisy."

Someone immediately dragged the unlucky government servant away.If the action is slow and offends the god-killing prince, the yamen servant may even lose his life.

The surroundings became quiet, Xiao Lingfeng drooped his eyes, only a haggard young man wearing two unlined clothes in the cold weather and snow, his teeth chattering, and his lips were black and blue from the cold.

He knew that if Zhuang Qingyue still appeared in the exile team according to the plot, she would definitely not use the gorgeous and flamboyant face of last night, but she never thought that it would be like this.

He stared closely at the thin man in front of him with blank eyes, who could be regarded as handsome but could never be called good-looking, trying to find a sporadic shadow of that man from him.

Which of these two is the real Zhuang Qingyue?Or, the disguise in the world in this book is already so superb?

Zhuang Qingyue lowered her head, and her thin shoulder blades came into view. Xiao Lingfeng looked at the black and purple bruises on his neck from the heavy shackles, his eyes were dim.

Master Zhang saw that he frowned and said nothing, he immediately stepped forward and bowed his head, and said cautiously: "My lord, what's wrong?"

As soon as the words fell, as if reminding Xiao Lingfeng, the man finally moved immediately.

With a sound of "shua", a cold light suddenly appeared, Xiao Lingfeng drew his long saber out of its sheath, and the sharp blade swept towards Zhuang Qingyue.

Mr. Zhang was close, he was forced to gasp by the bright and dazzling light of the knife, he suddenly raised his heart, took two steps back and almost fell to the ground, but was supported by the nearby yamen servant.

Clang.

It was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

He followed the prestige and saw that the heavy shackle on Zhuang Qingyue's body had been split into two in just a split second, and fell to Zhuang Qingyue's feet.

And Zhuang Qingyue closed her eyes tightly, her hands were clenched into fists and raised stiffly in front of her body, obviously she hadn't reacted yet, her neck was stuck, she looked like she was ready to kill.

Master Zhang sighed.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Wushuang, who is well-known in the capital, has been grinded into such a dazed appearance!

He looked at Xiao Lingfeng's unsheathed long knife, fearing that King Jingbei's next attack would frighten the old and frail Mr. Zhuang Yizhi to the point of fainting, so he hurriedly stepped forward to open the shackles for him personally.

Xiao Lingfeng nodded to the magistrate.

Immediately, he stretched out his long arms, picked up Zhuang Qingyue who was standing on the spot, put him on the back of the horse, and put it in front of him, carefully wrapped it in a cloak, and then slammed the horse's belly and rode away.

He supported Zhuang Qingyue, and quietly stretched out his hand to measure the figure and frame of the person in front of him by taking advantage of the jolt of the horse, and finally found a familiar feeling around his waist.

Looking down at Zhuang Qingyue who was still shivering conscientiously and conscientiously wrapped in his cloak, Xiao Lingfeng endured it, and finally couldn't hold back a sigh.

Last night he was a romantic young man, why did he cruelly make himself look like this today?

Even if you can afford it, you don't have to do it like this, right?

Xiao Lingfeng galloped his horse and stopped in front of a magnificent mansion.This palace was built for Xiao Lingfeng when he first arrived in the Northwest.

However, seven or eight years have passed, and Xiao Lingfeng doesn't return to the mansion often, so the palace has been neglected, and it is far less luxurious than when it was first built.

The red courtyard wall, which is the same as the palace wall, has obvious traces of obsolete, and the glazed tiles covering the pavilions and pavilions have also been replaced with ordinary blue and black tiles. It looks very different from the palace. Coordinated shabby.

Looking at it, apart from the grand layout and spacious courtyard, this palace has no other advantages.

But there are still servants who should be there.

The concierge got the news early in the morning, knowing that the prince was coming back to the mansion, he had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

However, seeing Xiao Lingfeng, who has always kept people away from him, riding a horse with a fragile young man in his arms, the porter rubbed his eyes again and again, still a little unbelievable.

After welcoming the man into the palace, the servant who served him was in trouble.The informant only said that the prince was going back to the mansion, but did not say that the prince would bring someone back, so how to arrange it became a problem.

It's not that there can't be more than one or two people living here, it's just that the palace is vacant all year round, only the main courtyard of the prince is cleaned up from time to time.

The prince doesn't like extravagance, so the other courtyards are left unused, and the weeds are probably two feet high.

There was no time to clean up.

Xiao Lingfeng was actually in a bit of a dilemma. This was his first visit to the Jingbei Palace. Although he managed to find the Palace according to the institutional specifications, he didn't know the layout of the courtyard at all, and he didn't know where to take him.

He glanced at the boy, and ordered calmly: "Find a yard where you can live, and lead the way."

When the boy heard this, he immediately stopped being entangled.

The only courtyard where the prince can live is the main courtyard and the side courtyard where the servants live. The young man who returned to the mansion with the prince is so weak that he is tightly protected by the prince. Even thinking about it with his toes, he knew that he would never live there. Partial hospital.

So as soon as he turned around, he led him to Xiao Lingfeng's main courtyard.

The bedroom in the main courtyard is not that luxurious.

The Northwest is bitterly cold, and the King of Jingbei spends his family's money to subsidize military expenses all the year round. After so many years, no matter how powerful the power is, the wealth of the family will be exhausted.After all, even the glazed tiles in the palace were exchanged for money.

Xiao Lingfeng put him on the couch, looked at Zhuang Qingyue who was still terrified, patted him on the back, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Qingyue, don't be afraid."

Sensing Zhuang Qingyue's gradually relaxing body, Xiao Lingfeng finally felt relieved.Following Zhuang Qingyue's reaction, he continued to build up his favor.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, and I'll protect you from now on," he said.

Hearing this, the boy who was lighting the charcoal basin and bringing it in almost stumbled and threw himself into the brazier.

Xiao Lingfeng turned his head to look at him, frowned and said, "Be careful!"

Then she closed the cloak for Zhuang Qingyue and asked, "Is the hot water ready?"

Just as the boy put down the charcoal basin, he was shocked again when he heard the words.

This... this, is this a bit too sudden?