Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

He Lanlin's face is not suitable for smiling, so when he smiles, he doesn't feel very approachable, like a breeze passing through a snowy field without leaving any traces.

Yan Wujiu's face was more formidable than He Lanlin's, if he didn't smile, it was like winter, but when he smiled, it was like peach blossoms and spring water.

Seeing He Lanlin's smile, Yan Wujiu swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, looked at He Lanlin deeply, and slowly blinked and smiled.The slender and thick eyelash feathers make the smile appear innocent and harmless.

It should have been somewhat gentle and amiable, at least in Yan Wujiu's own expectation.However, in reality, in He Lanlin's eyes, all he could see was frivolity and arrogance, and a faint danger under the honey water.

To sum it up in four words, it means hiding a knife in a smile.

However, to describe such a beautiful smile with such cruel and blunt words, it is too much and pale.

Yan Wujiu put away the folding fan, spread He Lanlin's golden hairpin in his hand, and handed it to him.

"My lord's hair is loose."

He didn't say concessions, nor was he rude, he just said this sentence with a smile, just like a romantic and dissolute son in a storybook, half drunk and half smiling, encountering a dream in a garden.

He Lanlin's smile was faintly visible, his long eyebrows and starry eyes were squinting at him, and the calm prestige exuding from his black and gold body almost made people dare not look directly at him.

Yan Wujiu raised his eyebrows, looked at him with an innocent smile, and waited on the spot.

A flawless white hand stretched out and picked up the hairpin from Yan Wujiu's palm.

Cui Jin's smiling eyes moved from Yan Wujiu's face to He Lanlin's, walked towards him with a smile, and said calmly, "Ah Jin tied my uncle's hair."

The three sat back down again.

Cui Jin was tying He Lanlin's hair. Without a comb, it was a little slow.

He Lanlin looked at Yan Wujiu indifferently, and said to him calmly: "There is nothing special about being in Longlin Guard, there is only one thing to remember - it's easy to get in and out. No parents, relatives and friends. Although it is not enough to deny the six relatives, but it is almost the same. If you don’t want to be treated like nothing, remember not to get too close to anyone in court. It is best to treat yourself as an orphan. No relatives, no friends. Only the king. "

Yan Wujiu kept smiling shallowly, and when he heard this, he lowered his eyelashes, lowered his head slightly, and his voice was like a stream melting in February: "Yes, my lord."

It is clear and cool, but sweet.

A person wearing Dragon Scale Guard clothes walked in from outside the door, and reported a word in He Lanlin's ear.

He Lanlin's face remained unchanged, and he ordered: "This is Yan Qingdu. From now on, he will be a member of Longlinwei. Take him to identify his own people."

The visitor seemed to have little expression, he glanced at Yan Wujiu without any fluctuation on his face: "Yes, my lord."

Yan Wujiu stood up, met Cui Jin's smiling and gentle eyes, paused, and then walked out with that person.

After they left, He Lanlin raised her hand: "I'll do it myself, you can't even fix your own."

The smile in Cui Jin's round eyes deepened, a little more childish, and he sat back as he said.

"Because, like little uncle, it will be uncomfortable."

Cui Jin's hair was only half loosely tied up with a jade hairpin, because if it was tied up meticulously like He Lanlin's, it would be like a beast being strangled by the neck, not only would it hurt, but it would also be very uncomfortable.

But because of this, with half of the Helan family's blood flowing, Cui Jin's body does not have the aristocratic background and nobility that He Lanlin showed in his gestures. .

He Lanlin is a celadon that has been collected and handed down from generation to generation, and Cui Jin is a stalactite unintentionally created in the mountains and forests.

However, this stalactite is not in the mountains.

He Lanlin quickly fixed her hair, without a comb, it was not very smooth, and it was a little more unruly than usual.

He didn't care, and looked at Cui Jin: "You brought him to me directly, it doesn't look like you. You know, Dragon Scale Guard doesn't accept everyone."

There are quite a few people who make friends with and please Cui Jin, and then obtain the opportunity to seek cooperation with the Cui family behind him through him.

It's not that no one has thought about He Lan's family, and thought about following He Lanlin's path, but almost no one has succeeded.It was only at Cui Jin's place that he turned back.

"What's different about this person that makes you an exception?"

Cui Jin's eyes are so round that they always seem to be smiling, they are kind and gentle, and their eyes are bright and shining, which makes them look innocent, pure, smart and intelligent.

He smiled calmly, and said in that special tone: "Ah, Wu Jiu gave Cui Jin a summer night feast. Cui Jin wants to satisfy him. Any request is fine. But he only wants this."

He said with a slightly regretful tone, smiling like a sigh.

He Lanlin looked at him, Cui Jin was only nine years younger than him.He watched the child grow up, but he never understood him.

Just like his elder sister He Lanye, who has been married to the Cui family for ten years, she still doesn't understand what the people in the Cui family are thinking, why is she so different from other people?

He Lanye once came back in a carriage on a snowy night, and there was a sleeping little Cui Jin in the carriage.

In a calm and decisive tone, she said to He Lanlin, who had not seen each other for a long time: "The people of the Cui family are a bunch of lunatics. Fortunately, my Ajin is not. He is from the He Lan family, and he has Helan blood. The blood of the Cui family. I will never allow him to be polluted by the blood of the Cui family. Lin, you have to help me."

At that time, even when he was asleep, little Cui Jin, who had a pure and sweet smile on his face, had the power to protect him with everything.He Lanye, who seemed calm and calm, seemed to be going crazy.

Ten years later, when Cui Jin grew up, this didn't seem to have changed.

However, He Lanlin knew from the first time he saw him that he was not like a member of the He Lan family.It's not like the Cui family either.

He Lanlin felt that Cui Jin seemed to have never grown up.It was like, from the beginning to the end, she didn't look like a child.

Like, when it started, his weird and mysterious tone of voice.

"Little uncle, Wu Jiu is Ah Jin's friend. Please, be nice to him."

He Lanlin looked at his clear and beautiful eyes, and said in a gentle voice: "Yan Qingdu is ambitious and extremely dangerous. He may not regard you as a friend."

Cui Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes widened a little, and the smile in her eyes was pure and warm, as if reflecting everyone's heart, but childish and carefree: "Then, Ah Jin treats him well."

He Lanlin looked at him steadfastly, smiled lightly as if he had nothing to do, and patted him on the shoulder: "Come with me, go see my sister. As long as it is a member of Longlinwei, it is mine. If If you haven't committed an unforgivable crime, nothing will happen in Dragon Scale Guard, including him naturally."

"Thank you, Uncle," Cui Jin smiled, "Let's go see my mother."

……

Yan Wujiu followed Longlin Guard's people out of the main courtyard, and walked towards a different path from when he came.

The man walked side by side with him, staring ahead, with a stern face, and said in an emotionless voice: "If you don't rest on weekdays, everyone lives here together. They are divided into different classes and teams. Act together with the team and come back together. Do not walk around without permission, at least two people must be together, not alone. When performing tasks, you must obey orders and cannot act privately."

Yan Wujiu had been listening all the time, and it was rare that he didn't show any impatience. At this moment, he asked: "What if there is an emergency?"

The man glanced at him, then continued to turn his head to look forward: "You must report to the captain, and if it is too late, at least two people from the same team must testify."

"If it is a big case, these people are all dead, and there is no one to prove it. It is too late at all?"

The man stopped this time and looked at Yan Wujiu who had a soft and harmless smile on his face.

The man's eyes were slightly cold, and then he said in a firm voice: "If all the members are wiped out, the one remaining will be the captain. Play by ear and come back alive. However, you will be quarantined and strictly investigated afterward."

A trace of curiosity lingered in Yan Wujiu's brows and eyes, and his smile was as sweet and bright as half-melted honey.Hearing his words, he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he understood.

The man's eyes were still cold, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he blinked, his voice finally had emotion for the first time: "Everything you do, the Dragon Scale Guard will know. Even if the Dragon Scale Guard doesn't know, the Commander will know There will be a way to know. So don't even think about what is dangerous and stupid and shouldn't be done."

Yan Wujiu smiled, like a pampered innocent young master who came out to experience life, ignorant of the darkness under the sun and the suffering of ordinary people: "Thank you, brother. Wujiu wrote it down."

"Don't call me big brother, Dragon Scale Guards are not allowed to be called brothers, only code names."

Yan Wujiu's smile didn't diminish, but he bent over more and more curiously, looking at him: "Then, what's your name?"

It was summer and the weather was very hot. They walked on the waterside promenade, and the man's Adam's apple moved again. He looked across the lake and only saw flowers blooming on the water.

He frowned slightly, as if the expressionless face that had been with him for thousands of years had been melted by the sun: "Mu Feng."

The corners of Yan Wujiu's lips curled up: ""Shu Materia Medica" states that maple fat, which has been in the earth for a thousand years, turns into a tiger's soul. Tan Jingsheng's "Hua Shu" also says that the old maple turns into a feathered man, and the rotten wheat turns into a butterfly. .Good name."

The man named Mu Feng frowned, his throat moved again, and his drooping fingers curled up and moved: "I don't understand what you are talking about. This is Master He Lan who got the name. Who is Tan Jingsheng?"

Yan Wujiu smiled gently: "A alchemist in the late Tang Dynasty. It's okay not to mention it. Mr. Mu Feng will continue."

There was some sweat on the man's forehead, and he looked forward even more with his face, talking about other matters of the Dragon Scale Guard.

But there was no voice of questioning around him anymore, as he was talking, he wanted to look sideways to make sure if this person was still by his side.

Walking out of the long bridge over the lake, Yan Wujiu asked puzzledly, "Master Mu Feng, why does he keep looking back? Is there something going on here?"

Mu Feng frowned slightly, as if something was bothering him, but this man was obviously a calm and calm person.

Soon his brows widened, and he did not look at Yan Wujiu with a stern face: "You shouldn't know."

Yan Wujiu smiled: "Then, can I know what group I'm assigned to?"

"It depends on your level and ability. Let's get used to it first. Before I ask the lord for instructions, let's go with me for now." Speaking of proficiency, Mu Feng returned to normal, and looked at Yan Wujiu: "At the Dragon Scale Guard, there is no Name, you need to give yourself a code name. Let me know when you think about it."

"Just call it innocent."

Mu Feng had no objection, looked around, and said seriously: "If you have nothing to do, put down what you have and come here to meet the newcomer."

Soon, a row of people came out in an orderly manner, each wearing clothes similar to Mu Feng's, and the Xuanyi was embroidered with wolf patterns with gold thread.

Everyone looked like the sabers on their waists, exuding a ferocious aura, each with a smile on their faces and sharp eyes, sizing up Yan Wujiu.

There were not many surprises in those people's eyes. Even if there were, someone next to him whispered to him immediately: "...Young Master Cui brought it here. I brought it when I saw the adults..."

"...with a pretty face, the young master of which family..."

"I don't know...Luoshui...Golden Beads Hitting Flowers..."

"Hey, he is the one who spends a lot of money...I heard that many people in Luoyang are asking for news about him..."

"...a few hundred thousand taels of clinging to Young Master Cui...offended someone...dare to take refuge here..."

"...he will regret it in a few days, let's see what the adults say..."

Yan Wujiu laughed heartily, Longlinwei's reputation is well-deserved, he really knows everything.

I'm afraid he and Cui Jin have fallen into their eyes just as soon as they stepped into this house.

Mu Feng clapped his hands and said with a straight face, "Once you join the Dragon Scale Guard, you are your own brother. Don't rely on your seniority to bully the newcomers. The Commander knows it, so he won't let it go lightly."

Those people looked contemptuously and teasingly, but their body movements were upright. They were not born in the Jianghu, but they all looked like people with good backgrounds.

Because, the Dragon Scale Guard belongs to the Dianqian Division, and the Dianqian Division is one of the three most important imperial guards in the hands of the emperor.

Such an important position is naturally the place where the noble children dream of squeezing their heads, and it is the turn of those who have no background or background.

Apart from the Emperor Gongwei himself and Anwei in the capital, the difference between Dianqiansi and the other two imperial guards is that there are some shady organizations here.

For example, the double that the emperor needs on some occasions, and the shadow guard who can't show up.

There is another one, the Dragon Scale Guard who makes all the royal family and nobles change their faces.

Dragon scale, also refers to the dragon robe worn by Dagon.

What the Dragon Scale Guards guarded was not the superficial safety of the emperor, but the safety of the dragon robe and chair.

What they monitor is all those who might covet that supreme position, the first to bear the brunt are those phoenix sons and dragon grandchildren.

Check to see if they secretly collude with hundreds of officials, leave the fief privately, raise an army, or plot rebellion, so as to report to the imperial court.

People who are Dragon Scale Guards do not necessarily have low family background, but they must have no relatives.

The most suitable ones are those who have military merits and who are descendants of nobles and nobles. Their families are in decline, and it is best to be the descendants of lonely ministers.

Of course, even so, after entering the Dragon Scale Guard, there will always be a pair of eyes watching to see if anyone has been bribed.

After all, Conglongzhigong is so eye-catching.

Yan Wujiu laughed when he heard this, and asked Mu Feng: "Will the new emperor reuse and be bribed to defend his dragon scales?"

Mu Feng put on a serious face, showing a trace of coldness for the first time: "Your Majesty's success in seizing the throne today is due to a Dragon Scale Guard who tipped off the news. That person was rewarded generously. He died the next day. There is no one alive in the whole family."

Yan Wujiu's eyes were purely curious: "Who did it?"

Mu Feng smiled: "As long as the members of the Dragon Scale Guard are not dead, they will hunt down the traitor until the last moment. The emperor will only reward him, not protect him. Therefore, if you join the Dragon Scale Guard, you will be a dragon for the rest of your life." People from the Linwei. Whatever you do, don't be a traitor. Do you understand?"

Yan Wujiu looked at his serious and patient gaze, and smiled brightly and obediently: "Ah, I completely understand."

Mu Feng didn't know that Xiongzi, Xiaobawang and Yan Wujiu all had one characteristic in common, which was called: taboos that are forbidden by law, so you must try it.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Mu Feng: Whatever you do, don't be a traitor.do you understand?

Jiujiu: Ah, totally understand.

Mu Feng: Really good.

……

Not long after, Lord Crowhead appeared.

Jiujiu: You know you've made a mistake, so you're determined to make it!