Chapter 67: Returning Home
Jun Chenmo rushed into the Qingmen Inn with a group of people,
The people in the store were almost frightened and fled, and when there was an assassin, they were just ordinary people who were shirtless, and if they accidentally injured themselves in battle, it was really worth the loss.
Jun Chenmo took out a token from his bosom to show his identity, revealing it in front of the shopkeeper.
The token is made of black gold, and the dark pattern is carved all over the body, with the identity of Junchen Mo printed on it, which is the only exclusive Junchen ink in the world, and the connivance is the shopkeeper and then he is short-sighted, and he does not dare to suspect casually, and he makes a mistake in front of him, and can be the shopkeeper in such a good location, is it not a person who doesn't understand anything?
When the shopkeeper saw the token, he hurriedly patted his clothes clean, knelt down and bowed his head: "The little one respectfully invites the prince, I don't know if the prince has anything important to come to the shop." ”
It seems that the shopkeeper didn't know that there was an assassin in the store at this moment, and he also looked like he had just woken up, probably still didn't know what was going on.
Of course, this kind of explanation did not require Jun Chenmo to come out in person, and a guard behind him took two steps forward to explain to the shopkeeper: "The prince suspects that you are harboring assassins in your store, and he still doesn't hand over the assassins. ”
The shopkeeper was frightened when he heard this, and hurriedly kowtowed to Jun Chenmo and explained: "The little one has always been in civilian business, how dare he harbor assassins?" There must be some misunderstanding in this? Please be aware of the facts, the little wrongs! ”
Jun Chenmo saw that there was indeed nothing false on the face of the shopkeeper, and his legs began to tremble when the guards reported that he might be hiding an assassin, and his face was pale, probably a person who was implicated.
He said with a serious face: "All the people go upstairs to search, don't let go of a single one." ”
By the time the guards had turned the entire inn through and found no information, the Assassin had probably fled in the confusion.
Jun Chenmo, who was sitting and waiting on the side, gritted his teeth, put down the tea when he picked up the teacup, slapped the table fiercely, and swept the teacup on the ground with a wave of his hand, splashing the tea all over the ground.
was so frightened that the shopkeeper kowtowed even harder: "The prince spares his life, the prince spares his life!" It's none of the people's business. Xiao Min really doesn't know anything, even if Xiao Min eats leopard gall, he doesn't dare to harbor assassins in his shop, if he does, Xiao Min won't have to do business in the future! ”
He snorted softly in his heart, and he didn't make a move, which scared the fart.
Bei Xiaoqi saw that this shopkeeper was so pitiful, obviously he was also involved, and he couldn't bear it, so he stood up and replied for Jun Chenmo.
"Since you didn't do it, you don't have to panic. The prince will definitely see everything and will not involve you in. ”
Since the search was fruitless, Jun Chenmo couldn't sit here as the prince all the time, not to mention affecting the business of the store, people within a radius of a hundred miles heard that there was an inn where the prince appeared, and they all rushed to Mobai to bow down to the prince.
After all, they are just ordinary people, and if they want to see the noble son of the dragon, they may not be able to see it in their lifetime, so how can they let it go if they have the opportunity at this time?
Jun Chenmo took Bei Xiaoqi back to his house.
On the way back, the two of them rode in a carriage, the carriage is made of good nanmu, the number of golden silk nanmu is limited, this kind of carriage is one of the few in the capital, and the horseman technology of the chariot is also a product, and the road is smooth and without bumps.
Bei Xiaoqi saw that Jun Chenmo seemed to have temporarily calmed down, and the little Jiujiu in his heart came to his heart again.
"Jun Chenmo, can you teach me martial arts? You're so powerful. Shall I worship you as a teacher? Looking at Jun Chenmo expectantly, he put his hands together and made a gesture of please.
Jun Chenmo glanced at her with his eyes, and refused coldly: "This king learns martial arts for self-defense, what kind of martial arts do you learn as a girl?" If you are well-behaved and stay in the palace steadily, there are so many guards in this king's palace, how can you be in danger? ”
Seeing that he was rejected, Bei Xiaoqi's originally happy face collapsed in an instant, and he looked at Jun Chenmo with resentment, and the speed of changing his face can be described as the rain in June, the baby's face.
Aggrieved and complaining: "Why are you so stingy! Can't you just teach me a little bit of martial arts? You are so powerful, this girl wants to worship you as a teacher, if you are an ordinary person, begging this girl to teach me martial arts, I don't look down on it. Hum! ”
Jun Chenmo pushed away the folding fan, gently fanned the wind, his movements were elegant and noble, and he said slowly and leisurely: "This king is stingy. Want to learn martial arts? This king really doesn't teach. ”
Bei Xiaoqi, who was noisy and angry, twisted his head to the side even more arrogantly: "If you don't teach, you won't teach, in the future, if you beg this girl to teach me martial arts, I won't learn it." ”
His eyes rolled, and he immediately changed his mind again, and said, "Look at the mood." ”
As if he had heard something interesting, Junchen Mo laughed loudly: "Don't worry, there won't be that time." ”
After the crisis was resolved, the two began to quarrel again, so it was not lively.
After returning to the palace, as soon as he entered the gate, Mr. Butler came over to Jun Chenmo to tell him.
He bowed slightly, and his tone was respectful: "Lord, the emperor learned that someone was assassinating you on the street, so he came out of the palace and waited in the palace for a long time, and sat in the front hall. ”
"Got it."
The emperor is coming? Naturally, he had to wait for the emperor first, and Jun Chenmo took Bei Xiaoqi and strode towards the front hall.
When he arrived at the front hall, the emperor was slowly drinking the dragon well before the rain, and when he saw Jun Chenmo, he stood up and looked forward to observe whether Jun Chenmo was injured? stopped Jun Chenmo from kneeling down to say hello to the emperor in the next second.
"Hurry up, you don't have to be polite to me." Seeing that there were no injuries on his body, the emperor gradually reassured.
helped Jun Chenmo to the opposite position and drank tea with him.
But he ignored Bei Xiaoqi behind him.
Bei Xiaoqi complained silently in her heart, she was still kneeling, hey! Get her up!
She also knew that she was facing the emperor, and this emperor had a very fierce face, and she didn't dare to speak indiscriminately, for fear that her head would fall off if she was not careful.
Xiao Jiujiu only dared to think about it in her heart, if she spoke, even if she was a cat with ten lives, nine heads would not be able to withstand it.
She remained on her knees.
The two men above had already started talking.
The Emperor opened his mouth first and asked, "I learned that you were stabbed in the street, are you hurt?" But what did you find? ”
Their father and son have a very good relationship, Jun Chenmo is the emperor's favorite son, and he is always good to him wholeheartedly.
Picked up a cup of tea and took a sip gently: "Emperor Qiqi, today's son's son is fine, fortunately, his son's health has improved, and he can dodge that arrow with light skills." ”
Putting down the teacup, Jun Chenmo continued to speak: "Later, I took the guards to the place where the assassin was most likely to stay, he had already left, and he didn't know anything about the shopkeeper, probably after the operation failed, he ate the overlord's meal and ran away over the wall, Xiao Er also didn't have the slightest impression of their faces, saying that he was wearing a ghost mask." ”
"Ghost Mask?" Hearing the word mask, the emperor was thoughtful.