Scholar is Addicted [Rebirth]

Shanlan Mansion is a big place, it is an important place for trade between the north and the south, where the flow of people gathers, it is naturally very lively.

At this time, it was the beginning of the new month, Shanlan manor was open to the public, there were many activities in the evening, and the shops were bustling open, even the city gate was not closed yet, there were officers and soldiers guarding the gate.

Five or six people dressed in strange black clothes came to the gate of the city, and they all entered the city with their heads bowed.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city gate looked at each other, stepped forward to stop them: "Wait, what are you doing?"

The leading man in black looked up at the officers and soldiers, and said, "We are a juggling troupe. The master of the Zheng family in the city will have his [-]th birthday tomorrow. Please let us celebrate."

The officers and soldiers saw that the man was very thin, with a flat face, flat nose, pockmarked face, and withered and yellow hair like straw.

Looking at the few people behind him, they almost all looked like this.

To sum it up in one word, ugly.

When they walked away, several officers and soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay: "It's strange, would you invite such an ugly person for birthday?"

"It's probably a clown... I haven't heard of any juggling troupe."

A carriage also arrived at the gate of the city, and just in time to hear these words discussed by several people, the man in black who was driving reached out to support the bamboo hat, revealing a pair of dark brown eyes from under the bamboo hat, the corners of the eyes were slightly slanted, revealing something that cannot be ignored Domineering.

The carriage stopped for a simple inspection, and the officers and soldiers gave the man in the hat a special look. There was a scholar sitting in the carriage, leaning on the carriage with a book in his hand, and flipping through it.

The officers and soldiers simply checked and let them pass.

The man in black got into the carriage again, drove the carriage into the city, and asked the scholar as he walked, "Bookworm, have you ever heard that the juggling troupe for birthday celebrations choose ugly people?"

The scholar thought about it for a while, poked his head out of the carriage, and blinked: "I haven't heard of it. There are many jugglers, but I haven't heard of a group of clowns deliberately selected."

Yin Xing laughed: "Master Zheng is really interesting."

"Where are you staying tonight?" Shu Sheng asked.

Yin Xing parked the carriage in front of an inn, pointed to it, and said, "Stay here."

Shu Sheng got out of the carriage and looked up. It was a very grand inn. Yin Xing looked at him: "Can't you leave?"

Shu Sheng shook his head, a little embarrassed, it was all caused by his willful actions, Yin Xing had a good temper and didn't say anything, but he took good care of him.

Yin Xing helped him down, helped him into the inn, asked for an upper room, and asked for dinner to be delivered to the room, and asked Xiao Er to bring Shu Sheng the medicine for soaking his feet.

Shu Sheng was very uncomfortable with Yin Xing's care at first, but after walking along the way, he got used to it, so taking care of Yin Xing became a natural enjoyment.

Shu Sheng buried her head in the quilt in frustration and rolled around on the bed.

I really don't want to admit that he seems to have a little dependence on Yin Xing... This is a dangerous sign.

"Bookworm." Yin Xing stood in front of the window and called him: "Come and see."

"Huh?" Shu Sheng looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Yin Xing hooked his fingers at him, the window was half open, and Yin Xing was looking out of the window curiously.

Shu Sheng hopped over on one foot, leaned on the window, and looked out.

At this time, it was only half an hour before they entered the city, but the windows and doors on the street were miraculously closed. The street that was still busy just now was suddenly deserted, and there was not even a guard patrolling the street at the yamen.

"Study, is there a sound of a gong?"

Yin Xing listened carefully with his ears pricked up. After hearing what he said, Shu Sheng paid more attention. Sure enough, he heard the sound of gongs from a distance, three long and two short beatings, and someone shouting something.

Shu Sheng frowned, what happened?How can you use this method of beating the gong?Very unlucky.

Yin Xing tilted his head and licked his ears: "Is this the custom of Shanlan Mansion? Is this the way to beat the gong?"

Shu Sheng was also puzzled: "I've never heard of this kind of knocking method."

Just as he was talking, Yin Xing saw a group of five or six people coming from the street, all dressed in black. The leader was holding a gong in his hand, knocking as he walked, followed by four or five people.

When Yin Xing saw it, he was slightly taken aback, his expression changed, he pulled Shu Sheng back, and closed the window with a snap.

"what happened?"

Shu Sheng was curious.

"It's nothing." Yin Xing's complexion was not very good, and he frowned slightly in disbelief, as if he saw something shocking.

Seeing him like this, Shu Sheng became even more suspicious, and asked, "What's there outside?"

"It's really nothing, go to sleep." Yin Xing pushed Shu Sheng.

Shu Sheng didn't believe it, and rolled his eyes: "It's clearly written on your face, 'The things outside are so scary and unbelievable!'"

Shrugging his shoulders, Shu Sheng jumped to the window, slightly opened the window to look out, Yin Xing wanted to stop him, but it was too late, so he could only sigh, and stood behind him waiting for him to jump back.

Shu Sheng looked at the scene outside, took a breath, then closed the window calmly, turned around silently, looked at Yin Xing behind him, and asked seriously: "Yin Xing, tell me that those who follow him are all living people .”

"..." Yin Xing scratched his cheek silently, glanced at Shu Sheng, and said against his will: "Well, he is a living person."

"Very good." Shu Sheng clapped her hands, walked to the edge of the bed, pulled the quilt away, then slammed into it and wrapped herself up into a ball, staring at the window and said: "If I guessed correctly, the situation just now should be called rushing out of bed. corpse."

After finishing speaking, he trembled violently and closed his eyes: "It's terrible! Why did we meet the corpse exorcism team!"

Yin Xing sighed, spread his hands and said, "It's a matter of luck."

Someone knocked on the door, with a very even rhythm, and it sounded very polite. Shu Sheng looked at Yin Xing and remained silent. Soon Yin Xing was defeated and walked over to open the door.

There was a man standing outside the door, dressed in black, not the style of Jianghu, but somewhat like the government's.

The moment the door opened, Yin Xing and the people outside were taken aback.

"boom!"

Yin Xing's face changed slightly, and he slammed the door forcefully. The person outside the door obviously didn't react, and was slapped on the bridge of the nose by the door panel. He cried out in pain and bent over to cover his nose.

Yin Xing quickly walked to the edge of the bed and pulled Shu Sheng out of the quilt: "Study, we can't help it, let's go quickly."

Shu Sheng was pulled up by him, with a puzzled expression on his face: "What's the matter? Who knocked on the door?"

With a sullen face, Yin Xing raised his head and put the burden on his back, dragged Shu Sheng with one hand, walked quickly to the window, opened the window and looked out, frowned, closed the window and cursed in a low voice: "Damn, Even outside the window, these dead boys."

Scratching his ears and cheeks for a while, Yin Xing looked up at the roof, considering whether he should run from the roof.

Then, the tiles on the roof were lifted, and a boy with a round baby face lay on the roof and looked at them, waved at Yin Xing, and said with a smile: "Master, don't bother, there are people around you." Woolen cloth."

Yin Xing glared at him fiercely, and waved his hand: "Go away!"

The baby-faced boy pursed his lips, obediently built the roof, and fell silent.

The boy whose nose had been hit at the door also cautiously opened half of the door at this moment, poked his head in, and there were two bright red nosebleeds hanging under his nose, pointing to his nose and saying: "Master, you're too hard, it's bleeding."

Yin Xing's face turned darker, and he stared at him: "What do you mean?"

The boy sniffed and said: "Master Cheng is also chasing after him, I advise you not to run away."

"Come on, get out." Yin Xing waved his hands angrily, with disgust on his face.

The boy obediently closed the door and went out.

Yin Xing was pacing up and down the room with one hand on his hips and the other hand clutching the back of his head. Then he suddenly remembered that Shu Sheng was still beside him.

Turning to look at Shu Sheng, I saw him sitting on the edge of the bed with his arms crossed, looking at him expressionlessly, seeing him looking at himself, bumping his upper and lower lips, and uttering two words: "Explain."

"..."

Yin Xing blinked at him for a while, pulled up a chair and sat opposite him, put on a cliche posture, and sighed: "Yin is the surname of the country, you should have guessed it, the current emperor is self-disciplined, and there are only three people in the harem." The imperial concubine has few heirs, two sons and two daughters."

Shu Sheng said with a cold face, "Are you one of those two?"

Yin Xing touched the back of his head and nodded, with a bit of discomfort on his face: "Study, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

Shu Sheng remained expressionless, raised his chin slightly, and said, "Continue."

"My father was tired of being the emperor and wanted to abdicate, but my brother and I didn't want to sit there, so I got my father drunk without telling my brother, coaxed him to write me an imperial edict to become a king, and then Ran."

Shu Sheng's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help rubbing his stiff cheeks: "So, you ran away because you didn't want to sit on the throne?"

Yin Xing bowed his head and nodded.

"My younger brother doesn't want to sit on the throne either, but he was preempted by my means. After I ran away, he chased me all over the world. I didn't expect that he would wait for me here first. My father only has two sons, me and my younger brother, so Yin Cheng and I are not lucky enough to experience brothers killing each other for the sake of the throne."

Someone knocked on the door again, and it was the boy whose nose was hit just now, poked his head in and said, "Master, Master Cheng is calling you to come over."

Yin Xing waved his hand sullenly, and the boy quickly closed the door and ran away.

"Bookworm, come and meet me." Yin Xing looked at him.

Shu Sheng wrapped herself in the quilt and rolled on the bed: "No!"

"Bookworm." Yin Xing tugged at his quilt: "Can you help me?"

……

In the end, Shu Sheng was dragged by Yin Xing to meet his younger brother, Yin Cheng.

Yin Cheng is three points similar to Yin Xingchang, but Yin Cheng's face is gentler, not as overbearing as Yin Xingchang, the contour of the face is slightly softer than Yin Xing's, and the eyes are beautiful, if you ignore the deep resentment in the eyes.

The two brothers sat silently and looked at each other. There was a strong smell of gunpowder in the air. Shu Sheng was dragged by Yin Xing and sat between them. Ah, although everyone is vying not to want it, it has nothing to do with him, right?

Shu Sheng felt a little cold, why on earth did he sit here?

After a long time, Yin Xing spoke first, and he said, "Are you sure you won't beat you up when you come back like this?"