"Take a trip to Zhao Kingdom."

"There are two old departments that didn't come, and I'm not worried."

Just by the way, I took a look at the place promised by Lan Zhengguo, Su Zhiyu is famous, and Du Ruonan is not easy to stop.

According to her thoughts, she never wanted to step into Zhao Guo half a step in this life.

Hearing that Lin Fanchen was on the same road, she had to send Su Zhiyu to travel with tears, and after some advice, she almost forgot to ask Su Mingyue for Mr. Storyteller. appeased Du Ruonan, went out of the city to join Lin Fanchen, and was accompanied by a thousand miles of good horses, Su Zhiyu and the two arrived in Zhao in three or five days.

Zhao Guobian closed the city gate, and Su Zhiyu's wanted notice was posted on the bulletin board. Since the rumors were revealed, Emperor Shengxi was too lazy to pretend, and directly wanted Su Zhiyu throughout the country, and even said that he could directly take Su Zhiyu's head to be crowned an official.

Helplessly dressed up, Su Zhiyu made a beard, broadened his shoulders, and became a big man with five big and three thick, and asked the uncle angrily, "Uncle, I want to ask you about something, when will this city gate be opened?" ”

If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't recognize Su Zhiyu, Lin Fanchen gave a thumbs up, had two brushes, turned his head and pretended to be a rich boy who was eager to return to his hometown, and the guard he brought was Su Zhiyu.

"What do you want to do in town?"

The old man who chattered about dry tobacco was very cautious, the taxes in the city rose and rose, and eating became a problem, how could anyone want to go to the city? This gate was closed by the government for fear that the people would run away.

"My father was sick in bed, and my mother sent me a letter urging me to go back to serve. Lin Fanchen staggered and blocked Su Zhiyu behind him.

Blame Su Zhiyu was famous in Zhao State in the past, and after asking for peace and merit, he would rush to invite the portrait back to worship. The men, women and children at the border can all carry guns and go into battle, and they are even more familiar with Su Zhiyu.

The uncle who was smoking a dry cigarette stared at Su Zhiyu vigorously, "You little guy looks good, and your body is similar to General Su, you are blessed, for the sake of this little brother, the old man will help you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Uncle Dry Tobacco rubbed his fingers and begged for money.

Shaking the gold bars in his sleeves to Uncle Dry Smoke, Su Zhiyu and the others successfully mixed into the territory of Zhao State, and they were suppressed by the chaos in the city at a glance.

The people of the city closed their doors, and there was a faint cry.

The girl who sold herself to bury her father was panicked, staring at Lin Fanchen with a pair of beautiful eyes, but it was a pity that Lin Fanchen only pitied Lan Yu'er.

Avoiding the girl who touched the porcelain, Su Zhiyu found an inn to settle down, and learned from the shopkeeper that thirty percent of the field tax had just grown in the city, plus the various taxes set by the official himself, and he couldn't live.

At night, Lin Fanchen climbed into the house through the window.

"Got off?" Su Zhiyu raised his eyebrows and missed a good show in vain.

Gulping down the water, Lin Fanchen had palpitations, "What have the people of this Zhao Kingdom been forced to become, that girl fell in front of me ten times, fortunately, I reacted quickly and avoided it in time, and then I inquired with someone to find out that her father could not pay taxes and starved to death." ”

"As for the girl's relatives pretending to be a girl, a group of people played fairy jumping, and after success, they handed over half of the money, and the officials turned a blind eye." The people at the border are really different, and Lin Fanchen has seen such a show for the first time.

After a night's rest at the inn, the two left the city early and rushed all the way to the imperial city. After all, it is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and the imperial city is not as chaotic as other places, at least there is no blatant robbery.

Stepping into the imperial city, Su Zhiyu and Lin Fanchen were divided into two ways.

Lin Fanchen left the imperial city and went to Linjia Village, worried that his clan would be affected, while Su Zhiyu sneaked into the Three Kings' Mansion.

When he retreated, the three princes didn't dare to open their mouths to recognize Su Zhiyu, for fear of attracting the emperor's minions.

"I heard that the emperor doesn't want Su Mingyue's tablet to enter the ancestral temple, is there such a thing?" Su Zhiyu asked in a low voice.

He always had doubts about what Zhou Qi said.

No matter how much his temperament changes, Emperor Shengxi should also take care of his friendship with Su Mingyue.

"There is indeed this matter, how many people have seen the corpse of Queen Su with their own eyes, and the palace people who were waiting in the other courtyard at the time also confirmed that Queen Su and an old lady were in the house, and the royal brother did not believe it, insisted that Queen Su was fine, and ordered someone to dig up the queen's coffin." The third prince sighed and said the cause and effect.

Gasping for air, Su Zhiyu blushed and planned to visit the palace at night, but was stopped by the third prince.

The harem was controlled by Concubine Yu, and the former dynasty obeyed the orders of Yang Su and the two prime ministers.

The emperor is just a good-looking showcase.

"It's better to find Yang Cheng and Lord Yang to use it, right now Prime Minister Su Cheng is on sick leave and is in the house, and Yang Cheng is in charge of all major affairs in the court, it's strange to say, I met someone who claims to be a fellow villager of Yang Cheng." The third prince talked in detail about the recent events in the imperial city.

This self-proclaimed fellow villager of Yang Cheng, named Yang Da, was met by the third prince when the ban was lifted.

At that time, Yang Da was robbing the beggar for food on the street, but when he couldn't grab it, he shouted loudly that he knew that Yang Cheng wanted to put the beggar in prison, and the third prince curiously invited Yang Da to the restaurant to ask.

This question asks the question.

The people described by Yang Da are completely different from Yang Cheng, and their temperaments and talents are also different. Frightened, the third prince sent people to the north to investigate, but the people who went there were like stones sinking into the sea and there was no news!

Persistence will always be rewarded.

"With Yang Da's guidance, I found the jailer who was in charge of Yang Cheng's detention when he was imprisoned, and the jailer said that Yang Cheng had been tortured and his limbs were broken, and he couldn't walk or write at all, so who could be the prime minister now?" The three princes are creepy. Scholarly

The one who can be picked up from prison is the current Prime Minister Yang Cheng, Su Zhiyu's vest was cold for a while, and time could not judge the origin of Prime Minister Yang.

"You take care of yourself and Ruya, don't ask about this matter again, I will investigate, and I will not be here before." After getting enough information, Su Zhiyu decided to go to the north.

"I won't even say Ruya." The third prince patted his chest and promised.

As soon as he stepped out of the Three Kings' Mansion, Su Zhiyu was hunted down.

It was an old acquaintance who came, and this secret guard went to Su Mansion to obey orders before Emperor Shengxi turned his face, and he was Su Zhiyu's right-hand man.

"You shouldn't have come back." He flashed his sword and sighed.

The emperor trusted Yang Cheng and pulled out a ten-person team to Yang Chengxiang to command, and Yang Chengxiang's order was that anyone who infiltrated the Three Wangfu would not be left alive, and from then on, the palace spies who came back from the north had no chance to step into the palace for half a step.

The knife was as fast as lightning, with a fishy smell, and the dark guard pressed forward step by step.

Stepping on the exquisite footwork and climbing onto the roof, Su Zhiyu didn't dare to stop a single step. Secretly glad that he had not neglected to practice martial arts, he turned over and fell into the Su Mansion between jumps.

The Dark Guard stopped at the high wall, no longer chasing.

There are many hidden traps in Su Mansion, he is not as familiar as Su Zhiyu, it is not easy to catch up, simply return to Su Mansion and wait for the rabbit, Su Zhiyu will always come back to see the third prince.

Hiding in Su Mansion until dawn, Su Zhiyu left the imperial city straight to Linjia Village.

"Did you find out?"

Working in the field with a hoe, Lin Fanchen was wearing a straw hat, gray-faced, no one would think that he was the noble prince of Lan Zhengguo, if he hadn't beckoned vigorously, Su Zhiyu would have ignored him.

"It's been investigated, and there are more things, the third prince said that Yang Cheng has a problem and asked him to help investigate, and this matter will be taught to you, I have to go back to Lan Zheng to train the soldiers, maybe I will use it when I can."

After saying his plan and getting Lin Fanchen's assurance, Su Zhiyu set off immediately. As soon as he stepped into Lan Zhengguo, he received a message saying that the origin of Prime Minister Yang could not be found in the north.

As long as you can gasp, there are traces of presence.

Thinking about where to start, Su Zhiyu returned to Dongcheng and met Du Ruonan first.

"Did you go to Zhao to have any news of Emperor Shengxi?"

With a wrinkling face, Du Ruonan didn't want to inquire about Emperor Shengxi at all.

But Su Mingyue wanted to know.

Sleeping in Mingyue Tower several times, Du Ruonan always heard Su Mingyue talking in her dreams and shouting Emperor Shengxi at night, and when she asked during the day, she was denied it again, almost thinking that she was hallucinating.

asked Lan Yu'er in private, and Lan Yu'er also said that when she heard Su Mingyue's dream words, Du Ruonan couldn't help but wonder if it was a mistake to bring Su Mingyue to Lan Zheng, but now she can't send people back.

"Mingyue thinks very much, if she can know the news of Emperor Shengxi, she will definitely be happy." Du Ruonan stared at his toes with a weak heart.

Patting Du Ruonan's head, Su Zhiyu held the person in his arms, "Ruonan, you should find a way to let Su Mingyue put down Emperor Shengxi now, this is the long-term way." ”

Seeing that Du Ruonan wanted to refute, Su Zhiyu immediately said that Emperor Shengxi dug up the coffin and exhumed the body, which frightened Du Ruonan into tears.

What a hatred this gets!

Even if he died, he didn't allow anyone to be buried in peace, no, Mingyue was still alive, and Emperor Shengxi's move didn't seem to be a problem.

In a mess in her mind, Du Ruonan supported Su Zhiyu softly, just wanting to find a place to calm down, what is this called, how should she tell Su Mingyue.

"Don't be in a hurry to say it if you haven't thought about it, Su Mingyue is at a critical juncture now, and taking care of your body is the most important thing." Su Zhiyu helped Du Ruonan back to the house to rest.

The two of them, each with their own thoughts, didn't notice that there was a person listening to the corner. Coming to Du Ruonan to hear such a terrifying wave, Lan Yu'er covered her mouth and trembled, and she didn't even have the heart to ask Lin Fanchen if he was safe.

After resting against the wall for a long time, barely able to walk, Lan Yu'er straightened her back to find the storyteller, Du Ruonan had no choice, she had a way.

I have long seen that Su Mingyue's miserable and miserable appearance is not pleasing to the eye, and she does not have the demeanor of Zhao Guo's palace at all, Lan Yu'er has always hoped that Su Mingyue can cheer up, but Su Mingyue is really disappointing.

Maybe pregnancy can make people's temperament change greatly, Lan Yu'er really can't stand Su Mingyue's current appearance, she agrees with Su Zhiyu's opinion.

Whoever doesn't have to leave can't live.

"The grass people have seen the princess." The storyteller saluted respectfully, and was very grateful to Lan Yu'er for giving her a living income.

"Sir, don't be polite, I have an idea I want to ask Mr. to write a story and tell it to the lady of Mingyue Tower." Lan Yu'er picked and told the storyteller the story of Su Mingyue and Emperor Shengxi.

"The grass people will live up to the high expectations of the princess."

After listening to Lan Yuer's story, Mr. Storyteller's eyes lit up, and his thoughts flowed well, and he couldn't wait to write on the spot, and then tell this good story to more people.

"But there is one thing, this story can only be told to Mrs. Su in Mingyue Tower." Lan Yu'er squinted, wanting to help Su Mingyue but not wanting her to be pointed at.