Han Yu can also be regarded as pouring blood mold. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yesterday, he finally took Cheng Jing to Jishan to soak in the spring, but they didn't know which soup spring Yuanjing and his party had gone to.

In desperation, they could only send someone to ask, so they delayed a lot of time, and happened to meet the prince of Zhenbei Houfu and his party.

Simply talking about blood, Han Yu has nothing to do with this prince of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, but after thinking about it, the two are still a little involved.

The prince of Zhenbei Houfu is the son of the concubine, and he was invited to be the son, and his identity was naturally slightly improved, so he was raised under the knee of his mother.

Unfortunately, that mother-in-law is Han Yu's father's sister-in-law, that is, Han Yu's aunt.

He knew that his aunt didn't like this concubine, but for the sake of Zhenbei Houfu's lineage, he had to pinch his nose to be good to the concubine.

Han Yu considered his aunt, and was keenly aware of the situation in Dongqing now, for fear that something would happen to the other party, so he stepped forward to persuade him, the prince of Zhenbei Houfu was arrogant and indulgent by nature, but he would still do it on the surface, and he was very respectful to Han Yu.

Ran goose, it's useless to be respectful.

said that he would never die, and his body still went to Willow Lane in Flower Street very honestly.

Cheng Jing scoffed at that place and didn't go over.

Han Yu was faintly uneasy in his heart, and he couldn't stop the son, so he could only follow over to take a look.

With him staring, I hope it won't cause trouble.

happened to meet the first night of the Oiran sold at a high price, and the appearance of the Oiran was really natural, and suddenly hooked the soul of the prince of the town north Houfu, and he spent a lot of money to buy someone for a night, and unfortunately met a very gentlemanly northern nobleman, and the two parties were on the right.

The prince of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei relied on his large number of people and beat people to death in the chaos, and Han Yu tried to stop him, but he was also injured by mistake.

It doesn't matter if you are injured by mistake or not, what matters is that the prince of Zhenbei Houfu died in the stomach of Oiran, but Beijiang didn't want to leave it at that, so he insisted that this matter was related to Han Yu and dragged him into the water, hoping that Dongqing would hand over Han Yu and give them an explanation.

Jiang Pengji listened to Liu She's story and asked suddenly.

"Father, did someone shout about Han Yu's identity last night? For example, he was Mr. Yuanjing's apprentice?"

Feng Jin listened carefully on the side, with a contemplative look on his face, and when Jiang Pengji asked this, he suddenly understood.

What does Lan Ting mean by this...... Beijiang bites Han Yu and doesn't let go, in fact, it is to target Mr. Yuanjing?"

Jiang Pengji nodded and said firmly, "The prince of Zhenbei Houfu died violently in that way, and his death was disgraceful, and the Northern Xinjiang side should be very satisfied." But they didn't stop, but pushed Han Yu to the forefront and attacked him, so they naturally had other plans. ”

Han Yu is not a sensitive person like the prince of Zhenbei Houfu, what does Beijiang do to him for no reason?

Jiang Pengji's guess also has some truth, Liu She was reminded by her like this, but she remembered something.

"Mr. Yuanjing fought against the barbarians of the three tribes in Northern Xinjiang back then, and fought hard to recapture the three cities, and the peace talks sent by the Northern Xinjiang side were called Wu Lese, who was one of the few barbarians who liked to read. It's just that this person is stubborn and self-serving, and after reading a few books of scriptures and histories, he feels that he is proficient in the culture of the Central Plains. At that time, he suggested that the Northern Xinjiang Imperial Court negotiate peace with Dongqing, and offered the conditions of cutting off the three cities, bowing down to the vassals, and paying the annual coin. He was not good at learning and was blindly arrogant, and he gambled with Mr. Yuanjing, and lost the three cities, not to mention, and was angry to death because of it. ”

Jiang Pengji heard the awkward name of the Vuletsher, and suddenly thought of the Vultures he had met before.

Liu She seemed to see the confusion in her eyes and smiled smilingly.

"The Ulethars are the uncles of the Ulibal, and their clan is called the 'wise men' in the northern frontier, serving in the imperial court and acting as advisers or generals. In this place in northern Xinjiang, everyone drinks blood, not to mention backwardness and barbarism, and also advocates looting, and there are basically few brains...... At the beginning of the founding of the country, Dongqing did not take them seriously. It's just that the kings of the northern Xinjiang royal family in the past two generations have been quite bold and gradually realized the importance of their brains, so they focused on promoting the 'wise man'. The death of the Ulethars, it is estimated that they have always held a grudge. ”

Liu She has always looked down on the three tribes in Northern Xinjiang, and he doesn't think that these guys can enter the Central Plains, because the proportion of muscles in their brains is too high, and a race that only knows how to destroy civilization but does not know how to preserve, create, and continue civilization is destined to not be on the stage.

Feng Jin listened carefully, and her brows were always furrowed.

"In this way, does Northern Xinjiang want to attack Mr. Yuanjing?"

Liu She said, "Most of them want to demonstrate with this, the Uleser was known as the most intelligent person in Northern Xinjiang, and there are even rumors that he is the reincarnation of Wenqu Xingjun and enjoys a very high reputation in Northern Xinjiang." If he wasn't so confident and adamant that he would win, how would he be willing to bet on the three cities to fight Mr. Yuanjing? ”

It was still a trivial matter for his face to be swollen, and he was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot, and when he returned, he was so depressed that he was angry to death within a few days.

Mr. Yuanjing stepped on the faces of all the people of the three tribes in northern Xinjiang alone, and it is also his ability to live a good life in Langya.

Feng Jin said worriedly, "In this way, Han Yu and Mr. Yuanjing ...... Isn't it bad luck?"

Beijiang obviously wants to take this opportunity to get back on the field, even if he doesn't kill Mr. Yuanjing, he will kill Han Yu, or both, and discredit their master and apprentice.

For literati, fame and dignity are far greater than their lives.

Not to mention a famous teacher like Mr. Yuanjing, who is famous in Kyushu.

Compared with Feng Jin's worries, Jiang Pengji's face was as usual, and there was a faint taste of watching a good show in her eyes.

She said, "Huaiyu, do you think Mr. Yuanjing has been famous for many years and will be stumped by such a trivial matter?"

Although she and Mr. Yuanjing have only met a few times, and the other party seems to be just an ordinary middle-aged person with profound knowledge and a kind personality, Jiang Pengji has always seen people accurately, and although Mr. Yuanjing's appearance is getting older because of the years, those eyes are always young and energetic.

Feng Jin was dumbfounded.

Jiang Pengji said firmly, "I believe that gentleman will solve this matter beautifully, in less than three days!"

Why three days?

Because the evaluation will start in three days, Han Yu also wants to participate.

Unless it was Feng Jin's unlucky rush to hurt his hand and he couldn't move the pen, otherwise, how could Mr. Yuanjing watch his beloved miss a crucial life event?

If he can't even do this, it will be too much to the high praise and affirmation of the world, Jiang Pengji also feels that he doesn't need to study with such a teacher, and he is a mistake.

In fact, Mr. Yuanjing did not take three days, only half a day, he sent someone to deliver a letter to the envoy of Northern Xinjiang, no one knew what was written in it, Han Yu was sent back intact, and Northern Xinjiang did not mention any more difficult things.