In the twilight, in the bazaar.

This is a relatively small calligraphy and painting stall, the stall owner is a scholar-like middle-aged man, at this time he stood trembling aside, looking at his calligraphy and painting stall with anger in his eyes.

His stall was now very messy and fell aside, and the calligraphy and paintings on the stall were all contaminated with an ink stain.

He stared at his calligraphy and painting stall for a few moments before turning his angry gaze at the initiator.

A few paces ahead of him were two handsome men dressed in great flamboyance.

A man with long hair fluttering, a scholarly appearance, quite elegant.

The other tied his hair neatly behind his head, and Shengxue, who was dressed in white, held a long unsheathed sword and proudly carried a piece of rice paper with poems written on it.

Obviously, the scholar's calligraphy and painting stall was destroyed by him.

Ignoring the rumbling around him, he looked at the scholar with fire-breathing eyes, smiled coldly, and said: "Since the development of the Great Jin Dynasty, although the country has been rejuvenated with literature, it is not that you are allowed to write nonsense. ”

He took the rice paper at the tip of the sword in his hand and read: "'Heaven is unjust, dare to change Qingtian', hehe, dare to change Qingtian, you are a little scholar, you dare to change Qingtian, who to change?" Change His Majesty the Emperor? Or did you change to Dajin? How brave are you? ”

The young man pointed his sword at the scholar, and said word by word, his words were like a sharp sword, straight into the heart of the stall owner.

The stall owner was scared, and the anger in his eyes was instantly replaced by panic, this poem was originally written by him at random, but under the other party's interpretation, he had already deducted a big hat of rebellion.

The people around him who were originally talking for the stall owner also fell silent.

No one dares to bear this kind of big crime of killing the head.

One more word may be guilty of being an accomplice.

And look at this young man, neat and luxurious, his every move is quite official, I think it is the son of a big official.

They didn't dare to mess with it.

The surrounding crowd quieted down, and after giving the stall owner a sympathetic look, waited for the sword-wielding boy to perform.

The stall owner, who was still a little confident because someone helped him, was also at a loss at this time, and he explained in a panic: "This poem is just a random composition by me, and it has nothing to do with Your Majesty and Dajin." ”

The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, you said it has nothing to do with it, so it has nothing to do with it?" Dare to change the blue sky, no matter how you look at this poem, it is an insinuation to His Majesty the Emperor, I see your appearance at this time, embarrassed and decadent, and I think you are also dissatisfied if you fail the scientific examination. ”

The stall owner was visibly more difficult to look at, and he pointed to the boy and said, "You.... You..... You talk nonsense, you talk nonsense. ”

The young man smiled faintly, withdrew the sword, and said, "What, if you say two sentences, you are incoherent, are you weak-hearted?" ”

The stall owner was red-faced, and even though he knew that the boy couldn't be provoked, he was angry.

He would rather provoke this young man than to commit a great crime.

"I've never done anything with a weak heart, how can I be weak? But you ruined my stall for no reason, and charged me with the crime of rebellion, I asked myself who I never offended you, who are you? Why such gibberish? ”

After all, the stall owner is a scholar, and after his mind calms down a little, he already has a plan in his head.

As soon as he said this, he instantly turned against the customer.

"Who am I?"

The young man smiled slightly, and he said, "I am the second son of Wan Xianhou, the nephew of His Majesty the Emperor today. ”

"And your county magistrate, as the fiancé of the eldest princess, I will also call him uncle."

As he said this, the boy threw his head up, apparently proud of his identity.

As soon as he said this, there was a lot of discussion around him again.

"His Majesty the Emperor's nephew is called Uncle Chu County Order, isn't that also our County Order's nephew?"

"I didn't expect that the county magistrate was only the age of a weak crown, and there was a nephew who was the same age as him."

"This young man is a little difficult to mess with, it seems that this scholar who sells calligraphy and paintings is going to be unlucky."

......

In the middle of the crowd, Truman and Li Lian were hiding among them.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by what was happening, and naturally they didn't notice them.

Li Lianyi stared at Trumen and asked, "Her Royal Highness the eldest princess is your fiancée?" ”

Truman also stared at her and said, "It's been half a year since this matter was announced, and you still don't know?" ”

Li Lianyi didn't look at him again, but just replied with an oh word.

"What, if I could, I wouldn't want to be that woman's fiancé, but this was set by His Majesty, and I can't help it."

"Oh."

Li Lianyi replied and didn't look back.

Truman scratched his head and continued to look ahead.

The surrounding discussion reached the ears of the boy, making the boy even more proud.

He glanced around faintly, as if he was enjoying it.

After a long time, he set his eyes on the stall owner, and said indifferently: "Yangzhou County is the place under the jurisdiction of my uncle, naturally there can be no instability factor, you meet me such a vicious-eyed, heroic and righteous person, that is your bad luck, after all, this is the first time I have supported justice in Yangzhou County, give you a chance to surrender, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

As he said the last sentence, the boy shook his sword.

When the stall owner heard this, he was terrified, although he believed that the county magistrate would see everything, but if he entered the prison, it was naturally a crime.

He stared at the young man in front of him, carefully studying the young man's expression.

Although the young man's face was indifferent, it was difficult to hide the immaturity and pride in it.

Before he was deeply involved in the world, the stall owner quickly gave an answer.

And he has many ways to deal with this kind of teenager who is not deeply involved in the world.

Just as he was about to say something, an exclamation suddenly rang out from the crowd.

"Lord Prefectural Order."

He looked and saw the crowd slowly disperse, revealing a man and a woman in the crowd.

This man and woman are none other than Truman and Li Lianyi.

Spotted by everyone, Truman greeted them with a smile.

At this time, the sword-wielding boy and the scholar who was with him also looked over.

The two walked in and looked carefully at the young man who suddenly appeared, his face was inexplicably solemn.

Truman also noticed this burning gaze and turned to look at the two of them.

"You are the county magistrate of Yangzhou County, Chumen?" The sword-wielding boy asked.

"Exactly." Truman replied calmly.

The boy who received the response did not reply, and continued to walk forward.

Li Lianyi immediately became alert.

The young man was holding a long sword, his face was solemn, although he didn't feel the killing intent, the former also said that he was Truman's nephew, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Li Lianyi still held the long knife and stood in front of Truman.

The boy continued to walk forward until he was two meters away.

"You're Truman." The sword-wielding boy said happily.

Without waiting for everyone to react, the young man bowed violently and said, "Nephew Ji Zhuo to see my uncle." ”

"Ah......h

Truman's face froze.

Before he could come back to his senses, another voice came.

"Yun Jianbai greets Uncle Junior."

"Ah......h