Chapter 460: The Lost Phoenix (I)
Since he got the promise of his grandfather, he will not have to be in such a super trouble because the twelve princesses have come from thousands of miles away, and Yue Qianqiu is naturally relieved.
When he returned to his relatives from Hemingxuan, he did not ask Anren Qingxingshi because of Xu Hao's whistleblowing, but casually ate something to fill his stomach, then took a new bath, and ordered the sky not to be alarmed when it fell, and immediately climbed into bed.
Even if the road after entering the territory of Dawu is almost calm, the road is not hurried, not tired, but going out is completely different from being at home, so on the first night of Jinling City, he slept peacefully, and when he finally opened his eyes, he found that the sky was already bright outside the window.
He lay down with his hands over his eyes for a long time, and then he turned over and sat up, stretched widely, yawned, and then got out of bed slowly. When he got dressed, shoes and socks, he went outside and opened the door, but he was involuntarily turned his head by the dazzling sunlight. It was only then that he finally found out that it was already in the middle of the day.
Thinking of promising Old Lady Yue to meet the third prince of Beiyan who was like a trapped beast today, he called someone to ask, and learned that it was almost noon, where would he dare to delay time. He didn't have time to sigh that it was rare to wake up naturally, so after washing, he called the girl to comb his hair, and then quickly filled his stomach, so he called Xu Hao and Hutou and a few other companions, led the horse and hurried out of the door.
"Childe, the old lady left early in the morning, and it is said that today the emperor is going to give the King of Jin an official title. In addition, several groups of people came in the morning, because you hadn't gotten up at that time, so I took it upon myself to go back to them, and invited them to come over in the evening, and the prince set up a banquet to entertain them, the heroes who went to Beiyan this time. Although the court can't take care of them today, and Ming'er must also have a reward or a banquet, but the court is the court, and the son is the son, after all, it is different. ”
Hearing that Xu Hao had arranged it very thoughtfully, Yue Qianqiu nodded with great satisfaction and said, "Thanks to Mr. Xu, otherwise I would have delayed things as soon as I fell asleep!" Master, have you informed me? After all, the eldest uncle didn't come back, and he, the deputy envoy, always had to show up. ”
"I sent the letter a long time ago, and Lord Yan replied that he was allowed to come."
Yue Qianqiu saw that the tiger head was following behind, and immediately hooked his hand to signal Xu Hao to step forward a little more, and then lowered his voice and asked, "Yesterday's incident, Aunt An didn't suspect you of reporting the news, right?" ”
As soon as these words came out, Xu Hao's face suddenly froze, and then he glanced back at the young companions uneasily, seeing that they didn't notice that Yue Qianqiu's problem was not a state secret, but a personal privacy, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Please also ask the son to keep it a secret for me, otherwise that woman will play a big role, I really can't bear it!" ”
"Teacher Xu, don't sell miserably, with your skills, you can beat three Aunt An with two hands tied." Yue Qianqiu deliberately ignored that most of Xu Hao's skills were on the two legs of the lower plate, and after teasing, he said meaningfully, "But you just look like you can't help her, is it possible that a hero is sad to pass the beauty pass?" ”
Xu Hao was dumbfounded, and subconsciously retorted: "No, absolutely nothing!" I can't afford to be a tigress of her character......"
"You need to deny it so vehemently? You are a widower with no children, but they have never married, if you really look at each other, isn't that right? ”
Xu Hao was simply mad by Yue Qianqiu's tone, and immediately said viciously: "I'm a good man who doesn't fight with women, and I definitely don't have that kind of messy mind!" If there is, call me five thunders in the sky! ”
Yue Qianqiu was just a joke, but he didn't expect Xu Hao to deny it like a curse, and he couldn't help but have a wonderful feeling that there were no three hundred taels of silver here. It's just that he is on the street at this time, and he doesn't want to continue to tease this person to fried hair. After all, after Yueying had to be absent from work temporarily, Xu Hao is now the most effective "thug" on the surface of Yuefu.
The residence of the three princes in Jinling, without accident, is the national letter office specially used to entertain the envoys of the Northern Yan. It's just that, compared with the time when the Beiyan delegation came seven years ago, the current Guoxin Office is surrounded by armor soldiers and heavily guarded. However, this is clearly not inside and outside, because there are many children clapping their hands and singing nursery rhymes, but no one is going to drive them away.
Yue Qianqiu couldn't help but listen to the nursery rhymes that were all mocking the three princes being thrown off the top tank by Lou Yingchang, and couldn't help but glance at Xu Hao next to him: "Which talented guy made this up?" It's not actually a song, but several different ones, which are too idle, right? ”
"It is said that it was written by Yu Changqing, the eldest son of the Yu family."
Yue Qianqiu suddenly remembered the four beasts of Jinling that were as famous as herself...... No, the one among the four sons of Jinling. I remember that at the winter meeting of Guozijian, Yu Changqing did not jump out to fight with him like Zhong Xiaobai, and his sense of existence was relatively weak, but now the hand he shows seems vulgar, but in fact, he shows no good writing skills at all.
Moreover, Yue Qianqiu knows that bickering is his forte, but writing this kind of nursery rhyme is not. Therefore, he is very glad that he did not package himself as a great writer, otherwise if someone asked him to write a few such nursery rhymes, where would he be able to get it?
Thinking so in his heart, these little things that didn't matter, Yue Qianqiu had already stepped forward. And with his movements, three or five armor soldiers immediately came up, all of them pressing their waist knives, very vigilant. However, before he could reveal his identity and intentions, a middle-aged officer behind him stopped them, and then lined up and arched his hand.
"It's Yue Jiu Gongzi? I have been ordered to wait for a long time! ”
"That's right, it's me." Yue Qianqiu jumped off the horse, but returned the salute with a smile, "You are all warriors of Great Wu, but you have to be bored here to look at these tasteless and discarded chicken ribs, it is really aggrieved and hard." ”
Yue Qianqiu's reputation in Jinling City has always been mixed, after all, he has always done things quickly, and he does his own thing, but at this moment he expressed his condolences with such a polite attitude, and most of the soldiers who were ordered to guard the national letter center felt quite comfortable in their ears. And the middle-aged officer, who had already been greeted by the above, sighed helplessly.
"It would be nice if the elders of the court and China were as considerate of our plight as the Ninth Prince. The third prince in the Guoxin Office is quite quiet, but the Yazhu is noisy every day, noisy all the time, and he is probably really tired in the past few days, so he has reined in a little. This eunuch used to show off his might, and now he is still like this, I really don't know where he got the confidence! ”
Yue Qianqiu had roughly heard that after the Northern Yan mission arrived in Jinling, Ya Zhu, who had been slapped by Yan Xu, did not learn a lesson at all, but instead intensified his flying and domineering, as if Lao Tzu was the upper country of the Northern Yan Heavenly Dynasty, if you dare to be disrespectful, turn back and kill the army to crush you into pieces. However, he didn't know exactly what that guy had done in Jinling.
Therefore, at this moment, he followed this middle-aged officer into the Guoxin Office, and he had to ask. As a result, it was the Northern Yan Mission that had been in charge of guarding and garrisoning since they arrived in Jinling this time, and the bitter water was poured endlessly.
What is picky about food, slapping miscellaneous servants, and making disrespectful remarks to officials...... There are so many strange deeds.
However, after listening to a lot of Yazhu's accusations and the dough-like inaction of the three princes, Yue Qianqiu found that Lou Yingchang had no sense of existence from beginning to end, and the specific time of his disappearance was not even clear to the guards. For this reason, the group of people in charge of the guards were severely reprimanded from top to bottom, and if it wasn't for someone in the court to intercede, it would not just be fined for a month.
And after complaining a lot to Yue Qianqiu, the middle-aged officer who led the way seemed to realize that he was chattering a little, and smiled at the moment: "Jiugongzi will go back and thank the old lady on behalf of me and the brothers, otherwise just Lou Yingchang will run away, I am afraid that I will have to die to apologize, and the brothers will also be guilty." ”
Yue Qianqiu only then knew that it was the old lady Yue who helped to ask for love. He immediately agreed with a straight face. But when he came to the second gate and was about to enter, the middle-aged officer's eyes fell on Xu Hao, who was dressed as a scribe and had an elegant bearing. Maybe he thought that he was Yue Qianqiu's henchman, so he reminded him in a low voice.
"The rest of the Beiyan mission and the accompanying sergeants are all placed outside the Guoxin Office, and in addition to the three princes of Beiyan and that Yazhu, there are also four guards. Yazhu is just a powerful eunuch on the lips, but the four guards have good work under their hands. If the ninth prince can, he might as well bring a few more people in, otherwise if there is a fight, this gentleman is afraid that he will not be able to bear it. ”
Yue Qianqiu couldn't help but glance back at Xu Hao, and then laughed and said, "Thank you for reminding this big brother." It's just that don't look at the elegant scholar Mr. Xu who came with me today, he just attaches importance to demeanor and appearance, so he is dressed like this, in fact, he is much more powerful than me! ”
Xu Hao reminded the middle-aged officer that there were four guards inside, and when he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, he felt that he couldn't cry or laugh. When he saw the middle-aged officer looking him up and down in surprise, Yue Qianqiu teased him even more, and he suddenly didn't know what to say. He has always attached great importance to appearance, but he doesn't want to be mistaken for a scholar because of this.
As if to confirm the reminder of the middle-aged officer, when Yue Qianqiu entered the second gate, and before he walked a few steps along the road, he only heard a sharp angry shout, followed by a heavy blow on the head. He continued to walk in as if he didn't realize it, but Xu Hao, who was following closely behind him, sprang up on tiptoe, bent his right leg violently, and slammed into the wooden stick.
The next moment, with a click, the stick did not shatter in two, but suddenly exploded into the sky!
And in this rain of sawdust like a goddess scattering flowers, Yue Qianqiu found that the person who had just sneaked up on him was stunned and watched the wooden stick in his hand turn into debris, and the other three figures in front of him shouted angrily and rushed towards him in unison. Seeing this scene, he gently and skillfully jumped out of the shrouded range of sawdust in the sky, jumped up to the wall on the side, and then looked at the battle situation condescendingly with a smile.
"Teacher Xu held an umbrella in the rain back then, and the muddy water did not wet his shoes, and now you have been teaching martial arts in Yuefu for seven years, and this martial arts should always be on a higher level than back then!"