"It's late, Your Majesty is not feeling well, so let's rest early. Anyway, Yang Ling has already entered the palace, and His Majesty is not in a hurry to ask him about some things, is he? ”

When Concubine Rong left, she said a few words with concern.

The emperor was indeed a little tired, although he was anxious to confirm some things with Yang Ling, but thinking that what Rong Guifei said was also reasonable, he said: "Feng Bao, it is not suitable for foreign men to live in the inner palace, you let him go to the prince's mansion and let the prince settle it properly." Suddenly remembering something, he said again: "Oh yes, Yang Ling, I still have some things to ask you, you come to the palace early tomorrow." ”

The emperor's heart was extremely dissatisfied, he had a lot of doubts and wanted to ask Yang Ling, he didn't believe Yang Ling's words, but he couldn't refute what Concubine Rong said, and forcibly refuting her face might cause unnecessary trouble.

The Rong family is powerful, so big that he is afraid of it, especially the pressure brought to him by the Wang family that day. But he was still young that day, the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and he didn't feel afraid at all when he cleaned up the Wang family, but now he is old, and he has experienced more storms than at that time, he has not become stronger because of the wind and waves, but he is timid, and can only use some low-end means, he thinks he is shrewd, but in Yang Ling's eyes, he is just a clown who jumps off the beam.

"Yes." Yang Ling got up and shook his head and retreated, Feng Bao arranged for a proper eunuch to send Yang Ling, and Concubine Rong also followed out of the palace, the emperor watched the two of them go out one after the other, and he always felt not so comfortable in his heart.

"Lao Feng, you say, isn't he really her son? But his eyebrows and eyes are too similar to her. He looked at the door of the temple and was distracted.

Feng Bao bowed down and stood beside the bed and said, "Your Majesty, the old slave has a saying, I don't know whether to say it or not." ”

"Forgive your innocence, speak!"

The old slave also looked at it, his eyebrows and eyes were too much like the first queen. But now, whether he is or not, whether he admits it or not, why rush to know for a while? The old slave heard that he was a young man who could write and martial arts, and he also helped the Mu family army win a big victory last year. ”

"You mean, let him go to court?"

Feng Bao hurriedly said: "The old slave doesn't mean anything, everything is up to Your Majesty's decision." ”

The emperor lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time, his eyes narrowing gradually.

Yang Ling walked outside the hall gate, slowed down, Rong Guifei quickened her pace, the distance between the two was shortened, Rong Guifei said coldly: "Yang Ling, you are really amazing!" ”

"Forgive Yang Ling for not being able to understand the words of the noble concubine." Yang Ling looked ahead and didn't look back.

Concubine Rong snorted coldly, "Do you think that if you can deceive the emperor, you will be able to deceive the palace?" Don't you think! ”

"Oh? The concubine is saying, are you more shrewd and capable than the emperor? ”

"You! Do you think that if you are sharp-toothed, you will be able to survive in this capital? Yang Ling, you think too simply! Concubine Rong suppressed the anger that was about to burst out of her chest, and inadvertently raised her voice.

Yang Ling was still cold and indifferent, and his speech was still slow and logical, "I stayed at the border of the Northland to live my life, but you guys one by one wanted to break up our husband and wife and make me come to the capital, since you forcibly brought me here, you are here?" ”

Yang Ling smiled contemptuously.

I don't know why, Concubine Rong, who is used to seeing strong winds and waves, is furious in her heart because of his vague smile.

But he's still a hairy boy, what is he afraid of? While calming the indescribable fear in her heart, she said, "Yang Ling, you'd better get to know each other, otherwise you'll ......"

"Is this threatening me?" Yang Ling picked the corners of his mouth, "With my current attitude, the noble concubine can cure me for the crime of disrespect and reward me with a board, which may have a greater deterrent effect on me, but in that case, it may anger the emperor." In other words, Niangniang, you don't have to worry about the emperor now......"

Concubine Rong's anger couldn't be contained, "Arrogant boy, don't think that this palace won't dare to punish you!" ”

Yang Ling sneered, suddenly approached Concubine Rong, lowered his voice and said, "It's okay." After punishing me, the rumors outside may change again, people will say that the fifth princess fell in love with her own brother, and put poison on her brother to force her brother to submit, and the brother swore to death...... Oh, by the way, maybe there will be another voice, more excessive than this, people will say that the Rong family brutally killed the emperor's son in order to consolidate their power, you have ...... I don't want to be subordinate. ”

In the last few words, he said it gloomy, lightly and lightly.

Concubine Rong couldn't help but shudder. I don't know if it's angry or scared.

She wanted to scold angrily, but Yang Ling had already left her side and bowed, "Please take your concubine slowly." ”

After the salute, he closed his sleeves and walked away.

Only Concubine Rong was left standing in place, her chest fluctuating in anger, and a question was spinning in her mind: Is he really the child of that slut? This arrogant look really looks like her!

Yang Ling walked all the way out of the palace gate and got into the carriage, Ah Er dared to talk to him, "Lord, if we offend that Rong Guifei, will we attract ......?"

Before Ah Er could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Ling's sneer, "If I don't offend her, can she let me go?" ”

Ah Er hung his head and said nothing.

From Nanping, this Concubine Rong sent a lot of people to assassinate the lord, and when she came to the capital, how could she let it go?

But he was obsessed.

Since she can't escape the clutches of her Rong family no matter what, she simply doesn't have to pretend to be stupid, just shoot at the tip of the gun and shoot at the wheat mangdi!

Even if you die, you can still get a reputation as a hero.

Ah Er figured it out, and felt that the blood all over his body was boiling, and his eyes were also shining.

Yang Ling leaned against the wall of the car, closed his eyes and recuperated, and stopped talking.

Ah Er didn't dare to disturb him, and sat across from him silently.

The accompanying eunuch sat in another carriage and led the way.

The Prince's Mansion is ten miles away from the palace, there are no buildings around the palace, and there are vaguely some important ministers' official residences three miles away, and then three miles away, there is still a vague breath of the people.

Yang Ling sat in the car, closed his eyes and calculated, with the strength of the horse's feet, he should have left the palace for six miles by now, that is to say, he had arrived in the downtown area.

It should be three o'clock in the morning, and there is no sound in the streets, except for the occasional dog barking from a distance or two. Suddenly, there was a sharp night owl chirping in the barking of the dog, and Ah Er Teng pulled out the dagger hidden in his boots, and his eyes widened vigilantly.

Yang Ling opened his eyes unhurriedly and spit out two words to Ah Er: "Be careful." ”

In the next moment, his wrist flipped over, and there was already a short dagger in his hand, and his figure rolled out of the carriage with a sharp sound outside, and Ah Er also rolled out of the carriage with him at the same time.

It was pitch black outside, and a dense array of arrows pierced through the darkness and fired at the carriage in a volley, Yang Ling and Ah Er quickly used their daggers to remove the arrows that fell beside them, and the two of them went to both sides of the road, one left and one right.

On both sides of the road, there were lush ancient cypresses, barely able to block the human figures, but could not be used as cover to block the arrows, the two people avoided behind the ancient cypress, took a little breath, and the arrows began to shoot towards the ancient cypress with the disappearance of the two figures. Cooper slowed down the speed and accuracy of the arrow, and the two took advantage of the opportunity to determine the direction in which the arrow was coming, and almost at the same moment, the two of them scurried towards the archers scattered on the rooftops of the surrounding houses.

Yang Ling was still wearing a dark blue robe, his figure in the dark night almost blended with the night, his body was as fast as lightning, and an archer hiding on the roof only felt a cool breeze blowing, and then his neck was cold, and his head was cut off. Yang Ling picked up the bow and arrow in his hand, put the arrow on the bow, and swished a few times, the speed was so fast that it was like several arrows were shot in different directions at the same time, and the sound of the arrow breaking through the air was mixed with the sound of many arrows, which was particularly harsh, and then a few screams sounded in the night sky, like the screams of a night owl.

The screams were followed by the sound of heavy objects rolling to the ground.

Ah Er was on the wall on the other side, his hand was up and down, and he cut off a few people's heads, the sound of the arrows breaking through the air was much quieter, and there were many fewer arrows beckoning to the two people, but suddenly there was a strong wind in the dark, and then dozens of figures swept from all directions, some rushed towards Ah Er, and more people attacked in the direction of Yang Ling.

Dozens of masters rushed up and surrounded him in an instant.

Yang Ling's internal force was too depleted during the day, although he had been trying his best to recover his breath, even in the palace, he was trying to lie down and rest to repair his internal force, but in the end, the time was too short, and his body still did not fully recover.

Yang Ling only has a short dagger in his hand, and he can only use a close-fitting style of play, one inch short, one inch dangerous, and the short dagger moves are all the throat and heart of the running people, and after a while, Yang Ling, who was at a disadvantage, killed several people in a row, and finally turned the situation around, and the killers fought into a stalemate.

The smell of blood filled the darkness of the night.

The killers probably didn't expect that these people who lived with their heads hanging from their belts would meet this one tonight, a hard stubble that was worse than them, although the other party only had a short dagger in his hand, the lethality was better than the long sword in their hands, and the short dagger would inevitably kill anyone who was beckoned to someone.

Xu was afraid, the killers' moves were obviously much slower, Yang Ling took the opportunity to speed up the speed in his hands, stabbed one by one, and solved several killers.

The remaining dozen or so killers were all cold, and if they continued to fight, they would be served by this man with a short dagger, and finally they couldn't hold it, threw their swords and began to flee.

There are one and there are two, like toppled dominoes, and the killers are as sudden as they came, and they retreated in a hurry.